"By the way, there's one more thing."
Liu Qi's voice sounded again.
Qin Heng came to his senses and looked up: "What's the matter?"
"The Xiongnu from the north began to invade the border again this year, and the autumn wind came." Liu Qi sighed in a low voice, and his expression became a little heavy.
After hearing this, Qin Heng's face slowly darkened.
As far as he knew, the Xiongnu in Beiwai were nomadic people, almost the same as the Xiongnu in previous generations.
They bordered Da Qin and Jin in the south and lived in pursuit of water and grass. They were tough in nature and good at riding and shooting. They invaded the borders of the two countries all the year round and brought great harm to the people.
However, because the Huns were good at riding and shooting, and came and went like the wind, it was difficult for the armies of the two countries to effectively curb their invasion.
Although they were occasionally able to defeat the Huns, they were never able to completely eliminate them.
So every autumn, these Huns would invade and plunder the borders.
"How many troops will the Huns invade this year?"
"This time the Xiongnu sent 150,000 troops, led by Hu Yankuo, the Xian King of Zuo. He is the eldest son of the current Xiongnu Chanyu."
Qin Heng frowned when he heard this. An army of 150,000 people would probably be a fierce battle for Beijun.
You know, Da Qin only has about 150,000 troops stationed in the entire North County.
It was personally led by the later general Lu Fengxian and stationed in Beicheng all year round.
And Beicheng is an important border city connecting the Huns outside the north.
He suppressed his worries, raised his head and asked, "Does your father have any plans?"
"Your Majesty has asked General Niu Hu to lead 30,000 Qin Wei troops to support Beijun."
Qin Heng felt relieved. In this way, there should be no problem in repelling the Xiongnu.
The Qin Wei Army is currently the most elite force in the Qin Dynasty. Although its number is only 50,000, it is enough to easily crush an ordinary army of 100,000 people.
Just like this, the people of Beijun may have a hard time this year.
Daqin is located in the north, where rain is scarce all year round, causing droughts in many counties year after year and poor harvests.
Coupled with the harsh winter in the north, the invasion of the Huns made matters worse.
Thinking of this, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
At the same time, news of the Xiongnu invasion of Beijun spread throughout the Qin Dynasty. Compared with this, the Su family's case seemed a bit insignificant.
In two days, Prime Minister Li Yi and Zhisu Neishi prepared all the food, grass and baggage, and Niuhu led the 30,000 Qin Wei army towards Beijun.
On that day, Qin Heng did not go to watch, but he heard that the people of Qindu spontaneously sent each other off and said goodbye to the army ten miles away.
As the war and winter approached, the price of food began to rise.
For a time, the atmosphere in the entire Qin capital became a little heavy.
Time passes, winter comes quietly, and the climate becomes colder.
With Niuhu's support, the battle in the north gradually stabilized.
Several good news came to the capital, and the hearts of the people in Qindu were completely relaxed.
According to the current situation, it is only a matter of time before the Huns retreat.
At this time, all the ministers gathered in Qinfang Palace, with solemn expressions on everyone's faces.
"Your Majesty, several county governors from Beijun, Fengyang, Qiyang, and Fengjun have written that the harvest will be bad due to drought this year. A large number of victims have appeared in the county. They are worried that the number of victims will increase. They hope that the imperial court will allocate grain. Disaster relief." Li Yi held up the wat board and said in a deep voice.
Emperor Qin suddenly felt very worried. This year there was a severe drought in many parts of the Qin Dynasty. The tax collected from the millet administration some time ago was less than 20 million shi.
Daqin County has a reserve of 150,000 shi, and other counties have a reserve of 10,000 shi.
Based on this calculation, the food transported to Qindu is almost not much.
Thinking of this, he sighed inwardly and looked at Wang Li: "How much food can Qin Capital provide now?"
Wang Li heard the words and stood up: "Back to your Majesty, the Huns invaded a few days ago, and they have sent 400,000 shi of military rations to Beijun. Now that they have been kept in reserve, 300,000 shi can still be provided."
Emperor Qin frowned. Three hundred thousand dan was not enough for these victims to survive the winter.
"Let's do this. First take out 500,000 stones and send them to the counties, and then figure out how to deal with the rest."
"This..." Wang Li looked confused. As a result, Qindu's food supply would also be stretched thin.
But there is currently no better way to solve this problem.
We can only do this first, tear down the east wall and mend the west wall!
"promise."
After thinking about it, he responded and then returned to the queue.
"The Prime Minister is responsible for this matter. We must ensure that the disaster relief food is completely delivered to the victims."
Emperor Qin looked at Li Yi with an extremely serious expression.
"promise."
Li Yi listened in a deep voice.
In the early morning, the cold wind howled and was biting.
In the wilderness, a group of victims in ragged clothes, with sallow faces and skinny muscles, supported each other and headed towards Qindu.
The victims were staggering as far as the eye could see, and hoarse cries came one after another.
Tap tap tap.
Suddenly, the deafening footsteps sounded like thunder.
The footsteps became louder and louder, and a heavily armed army chased after the victims from behind.
The victims were instantly panicked and looked at the soldiers at a loss.
The soldiers held long guns, sharp eyes and neat steps.
"stop."
The middle-aged general riding a black horse at the front shouted loudly.
The entire army immediately issued orders and stopped in front of the victims.
"I am Chang Guang, the commander-in-chief of the county. Everyone should stop advancing."
The victims were trembling and immediately knelt on the ground and prayed loudly.
"Sir, let us go, we haven't eaten for two days."
"Save us."
"Uuuu, my father is dying."
"I can't hold on anymore, I'm cold and hungry."
"Save my baby."
"Mom, wake up quickly..."
For a while, cries and calls for help continued to sound.
Chang Guang sighed in his heart, his face softened a little, and he looked at the group of victims in front of him and shouted loudly: "The capital of Qin is a long way away. You are like this. You have already starved to death on the road before you even get there. After hearing Chang's advice, you all Go back and wait for the court to provide disaster relief."
"Sir, we don't want to either. If we continue like this we will starve to death."
"Yes, I still don't know when the disaster relief food from the court will arrive."
"Sir, please let us pass."
"I beg you."
Chang Guang glanced over and saw that these victims were disheveled and their voices were hoarse.
Some people have fainted as their bodies relaxed, and fell to the ground not knowing whether to live or die.
He turned his head and waved his hand behind him: "Push up."
More than a dozen carriages were pushed out by the soldiers.
"This is the last food for Fengjun. Each of you has some rice porridge, and then take some dry food. Go back to your home and wait for the court to provide disaster relief food."
"Listen to my advice. If you can't reach Qindu, go back as soon as possible while you still have the strength."
