"See you Lord Marquis!"
When several people couldn't come up with a result after discussion, Yang Qian called Zhu Hongfang over.
"How are the hundreds of thousands of troops surrendering?"
At this time, Zhu Hongfang looked more tired than before, but he was in good spirits.
Of course, you can't blame him. What is a camp bombing? It was like placing a nuclear bomb next to where he was sleeping, one that was about to explode at any time.
Can you not be afraid?
I can't even sleep well. After being tortured like this for several days, it would be nice to be able to go to and from get off work normally.
"After rough statistics, it is estimated that more than 200,000 surrendered soldiers chose to go home."
"I still have 150,000 surrendered soldiers. I want to continue serving as a soldier!"
"Huh!"
Yang Gan's face was full of surprise.
"Have you made it clear to them? This is to integrate into our Xia army, not to fight according to their ideas!"
Zhu Hongfang wondered.
"The general will do things according to the rules set by the Marquis. As for why they want to become soldiers, the general doesn't know!"
"Call me Ben Da Niu!"
"promise!"
After a while, a burly man walked in from the gate.
"See Marquis Wu'an!"
"Well, get up."
"Thank you, Lord Marquis!"
Yang Qian looked at Ban Daniu curiously, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.
"You seem to have lost some weight recently, but you are also energetic!"
Ban Daniu said with a cup of his hands.
"Master Marquis, I have been distributing supplies recently, and it looks like it will be over in a day or two."
"Well, there's something I have to ask you."
"There are hundreds of thousands of surrendered soldiers in Fuyan City, and I have also given my opinion. Those who want to go home to farm can choose to go home, and those who want to continue to serve as soldiers can continue to serve as soldiers."
"But you know, there are only about 200,000 people who want to go back, and then there are 150,000 people who want to be soldiers. What's the reason for this?"
In Yang Gan's imagination, the roughly 20,000 to 30,000 people who could stay would be exhausted, but there were actually 150,000 people left behind, which was far beyond his expectation.
Ban Daniu smiled.
"Master Marquis, I met several former Paozes, but they did not go back and continued to work as soldiers to eat food. These people have many holes in their families and have more than one son. They are afraid of not having enough food to eat when they go back."
"There are also some people who don't like farming, so they stay."
"We all in Fuyan know that it is not the Marquis who wants to attack us, but the King who wants to attack you, but he has not beaten you. Ordinary soldiers actually do not resent you."
The corners of Yang Gan's mouth gradually rose. It seemed that he had sent countless people to do propaganda work, and the effect was remarkable. This was not a war of public opinion. After all, it was real.
Just beautify yourself.
For example, when Shang Guo issued a message, he came directly to kill him, but he had been preparing for several years.
But of course, you can't say this when promoting. To put it bluntly, you don't want to fight in the first place. After hearing the propaganda, you didn't have the confidence to win, so you chose to take the initiative to face the enemy.
If you can be sure and well prepared, then just defend the city directly, why bother to go all the way to conquer Shangguo?
The propaganda also emphatically stated that Marquis Wu'an treated Shangguo's royal family well and took a relatively gentle approach to Shangguo's ancestral temple and did not destroy it.
"Is there any other reason?"
Ban Daniu smiled.
"Master Marquis, the most important thing is that during the war, you also treated the soldiers' injuries. Many soldiers felt that if they followed you, you would never be harsh on your subordinates."
"Haha, they see clearly."
"Yes, in the eyes of other vassal states, the logistics grain road only transports the heaviest grain and grass. But here, in addition to transporting grain and grass, the most important thing is to transport medicine."
"You may not believe it. If a hundred people in our Xia army are injured, not even a single person may be injured in the end.
Death, even just a few soldiers. "
"As for the other armies, a hundred people were injured. It is roughly estimated that after the battle, at least half or even seventy or eighty people will die."
"In my eyes, the lives of soldiers are above all else. If the medicinal materials are gone, they can still be planted, but if their lives are gone, they are really gone."
"Ban Da Niu, is what I said right?"
Ban Daniu is a veteran of hundreds of battles. How could he not know the difference? His eyes were slightly red, and he knelt on the ground, his fingers clenching involuntarily, and a fanatical expression spurted out from inside.
"Master Marquis, you love your soldiers so much that your soldiers will follow you to the death."
Yang Qian helped him up, patted his shoulder and said sincerely.
"Everyone says that I invaded and destroyed Shangguo. In fact, I had no choice but to protect myself."
"In the Central Plains, culture is prosperous and crops are luxuriant. Unfortunately, the royal family does not focus on farming, but instead puts merchants above crops. This is the reason why Shangguo will be destroyed this time."
"If there is enough food and grass, I will never be your opponent. You have also been under my rule. What kind of life are the people on both sides living? You should understand that the prosperity of the people is miserable, and the death of the people is even more miserable."
"I just want to be nice to the people, so that everyone can have enough to eat and wear thick clothes in winter, that's all."
"If we are all one family, there will be no more wars in the future."
Ban Daniu clasped his fists and bowed deeply, trembling all over. He had experienced Shangguo's system personally. The feeling of being despised by his relatives and blackmailed by petty officials after a defeat was still vivid in his mind.
"Master Marquis, please rest assured, the villain will definitely spread your thoughts, so that more people in the Shang Kingdom can understand Master Marquis's intentions."
Yang Qian was surprised, and his eyes immediately turned kind.
"Okay, good! Come on down."
"promise!"
Seeing Ban Daniu's retreating figure, Yang Qian's expression immediately changed and he said bitterly.
"What the hell, leaving an army of 150,000, what should we do? The food and grass are almost gone!"
"Pah, pah, pah!"
Zhang Yumeng clapped her hands and walked over with surprise on her face.
"Yang Qian, I realize it's a pity that you are not the best actor. How did you achieve such an awesome facial expression change that I can't even do?"
Yang Gan glanced at her contemptuously.
"Huh, actor? Don't compare me with actors. Is there any comparison?"
"Our food supply is a bit difficult!"
Yang Gan's face turned bitter.
The expenses were too great, 1.4 million slaves had to eat and drink every day, and the army had to eat and drink every day.
Every time he saw such horrific expenses, Yang Gan felt his legs trembling.
This is a human being. If you don’t eat for one meal, something will go wrong. If you don’t eat for three days, don’t eat for three days. If you don’t eat for one day, you will have big problems.
"One hundred and fifty thousand is indeed too much, how about leaving one hundred thousand?"
Yang Qian walked around, thinking constantly, and a flash of light flashed, and he immediately picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hey, ask Mai Tiancheng to answer the phone."
"Master Hou, please wait a moment!"
A quarter of an hour later, Mai Tiancheng's breathless voice appeared in the receiver.
"Hou, Mr. Hou, congratulations to Mr. Hou for being granted the title of Marquis!"
Yang Gan said impatiently.
"Don't talk about whether there is something or not. I would like to ask you, how is the situation in Liaodong now? How is the autumn harvest this time?"
Not to mention that it was okay, but when it came to Mai Tiancheng, he immediately jumped on the spot.
"Master Marquis, you don't know that the land in Liaodong and Xuantu counties is incredibly fertile. The earliest potato yield recorded in the past was twenty dan per mu. The potato yield here in Liaodong is forty dan per mu. With good management, It can even reach more than fifty stones."
Yang Gan felt relieved. He hadn't paid attention to Liaodong for a long time. He thought it would remain poor for a few years. Unexpectedly, it turned around in just one or two years.
"There's no chaos over there in Liaodong, right?"
Mai Tiancheng's excited tone couldn't stop no matter what.
live.
"Master Marquis, you don't know something. The people here in Liaodong now have no time to cause trouble. After our crops are passed, although some can only produce one season a year, the yield per mu is more than ten blocks behind them. Plus a large number of Ordnance and the like.”
"Everyone is working hard to grow food, and the tax revenue is almost bursting the granary."
The corners of Yang Qian's mouth twitched fiercely.
He had all the information about Liaodong, especially about grain and grass. He had never bothered to look at it before. He had just captured it and found out what effect it could have. Unexpectedly, it gave him a big surprise.
This is how habitual thinking kills people.
For example, if you invest in a store and just throw in 300,000 yuan, in one year, you not only get back your capital, but also make tens of millions. Can you believe it?
Normally, it’s good if you don’t lose money. If you can make back your money within a year, that’s already awesome.
"Mai Tiancheng, if you work hard at farming, you will be rewarded in the future. I will begin to appoint the governors of the five counties in Liaodong. During this period, I will transport grain and grass to Shangguo and enter from Zhangshui. I will show you the map later. Someone brings it."
"promise!"
After hanging up the phone, Yang Qian finally let out a long sigh of relief.
I was so confused that I forgot my own granary. Liaodong's future positioning would be the granary.
Now that there is more land in the Central Plains, I believe that as long as you give yourself enough time, food and grass will not be a constraint.
"Master, after you help me integrate Liaodong, I'm going to ask for the officials' assessment. I have to take a good look at it today."
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll call Mu Qing to ask for it."
At this time, Zhang Yumeng came over nervously, grabbing Yang Qian's arm and shaking it constantly, with a glimmer of light everywhere in his eyes.
"How's it going? Are you free today?"
Yang Qian quietly pulled Zhang Yumeng's arm down and rubbed his temples with a headache.
"Didn't you hear what we just said? I'm busy, okay."
Yang Gan clasped his fingers, "Yuntong County doesn't have enough food and grass now."
Zhang Yumeng waved his hand.
"Impossible, I remember the quantity of our granaries could scare people to death."
Yang Qian looked hopeless.
"Slave, don't you want to eat?"
"So I can only transfer food from Liaodong. Once the land of the five counties in Liaodong is used, do I have to appoint a county governor immediately? So far, the other four counties have been suppressed and there is no county governor."
Yang Gan patted his head. It was not that he forgot to identify who was the county guard, but that there were no county-level officials in these four counties, and the officials below were frantically involved.
Almost the results are almost the same. In this case, how should Yang Qian choose? It's also a dilemma.
Now is the time. After all, no matter how much you roll, it's been a few years, and there are always some things that can't be rolled.
