Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Han Sui squeezed the millet in his hand, couldn't help but laughed, and then shouted: "Bring all these grains back, quickly."

As the saying goes, if I eat the enemy for one minute, I will be twenty minutes. In fact, although the grain production rate in ancient times was not as high as today, there was no problem in supplying soldiers. The key reason for the lack of grain and grass in ancient times was the loss in grain and grass transportation.

In general princes’ wars, people’s husbands must be temporarily requisitioned to transport grain and grass. One civilian husband can carry one hundred kilograms of grain, and he consumes one stone, or 27 kilograms of grain, every month. It will take twenty days for a thousand miles to be delivered to the defenders, so half of the food is good.

The so-called transportation of food for thousands of miles is the reason why people are hungry. So if the enemy’s food is captured, the army doesn’t need transportation at all. What’s saved is not only the rations for the soldiers, but also the rations for the civilians. You can’t let the family work or eat, right? The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers.

Han Sui led the troops to **** the Han army's grain and grass back to the Kuiyuanxia Barracks, and it felt good to take the grain from the enemy.

Han Sui led his army to get stuck in Kuiyuan Gorge. Both the Han army’s grain transport team and the outpost were arrested by him. Zhou Shen, who surrounded Yuzhong City for a while, not only was unable to obtain food and grass, but even had contact with the outside world It was cut off directly.

Outside Yuzhong City, Zhou Shen's barracks.

Several soldiers dissatisfied with using the wooden chopsticks to dial the millet in the bowl in front of them. The clear soup is damp, and the rice grains are even faintly visible. How can people eat?

boom!

A five-big three-thick soldier heavily placed the pottery bowl in his hand on the table, and the clear rice soup was spilled.

"Damn it! What the **** is going on in the heavy camp? Let's work our lives for the country, and in the end we can only drink clear soup and water?"

Hearing an impatient complaint from his colleagues, the soldiers around him also yelled.

"That's right, why do you use Xiaodou to let us eat?"

"Could it be that the army is running out of food?"

Rumors and rumors suddenly circulated in Zhou Shen’s barracks, because recently many soldiers ate small buckets, and the rice grains in the soup were clearly visible. They were all dozens of grains of rice and a pot of water. These soldiers were strong people. How to bear it?

The reason for the use of Xiaodou in the army is naturally very simple...Of course, the army lacks food.

Feeling upset, Sun Jian, who wanted to come out, heard the big noise in the camp, frowned and opened the camp and walked in.

"What are you arguing about? Is that where you yelled in the barracks?"

"Sun Sima!"

Seeing the prestigious Sun Jian accounted for, more than a dozen soldiers in the camp hurriedly stood up and bowed their heads slightly, but the five big and thick soldiers still had a grievance.

Sun Jian frowned: "Wang Lin, your kid looks like a bitter gourd. What complaints do you have, how about telling Ben Sima?"

When Wang Lin heard this, he couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask Sun Sima, what am I waiting for for a thousand miles to Yongliang?"

"Suppress the Qiang people's rebellion, report to the emperor, and bring peace to Limin."

Wang Lin pointed to the pottery bowl on the case table and said angrily: "I'll wait for the **** battle, so why don't I just eat these things?"

With a weird face, Sun Jian picked up the wooden bowl from the case table. He couldn't help but stared at the rice grains inside: one, two, three...27, there were only 27 grains of rice!

"Unreasonable!"

Sun Jian was furious, he split his hand and threw the wooden bowl to the ground, turned and left.

"You don't want to be anxious, you will go to the main camp to see, and you will be fair to you."

There is a saying that the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. Fighting is a matter of putting your head on the waist of your trousers. How can soldiers fight without food?

Sun Jian became more and more angry, and angrily walked to the bargaining camp and shouted.

"Where's Zhou Jin! Let this kid get out."

The soldiers guarding the heavy camp saw Sun Jian looking like a cannibal and hurriedly reported.

"Why Brother Wentai here?"

Zhou Jin hurriedly greeted him. Everyone in the army knew that Sun Jian was good. Although he was the captain in charge of the heavy camp, he did not dare to offend Sun Jian.

Sun Jian snorted: "In a certain patrol camp, there were only 27 grains of rice in the bowl of war soldiers. Lieutenant Zhou didn't allocate the rice. Is it waiting for the spring to plant next year?"

Zhou Jin said with a bitter face: "Brother Wentai, it's not that Mr. X refuses to distribute rice grains, but that the army's grain and grass are no more than a thousand stones. If someone does not divide the grain with a small bucket, he will stop cooking today!

"What?" Sun Jian couldn't believe it, and grabbed Zhou Jin by the collar: "Why is there not enough food and grass, can Zhang Cheqi not send food from Meiyang?"

"Some did not know, the food was too late, and some sent out a sentry to listen to the news, but no one returned the message."

Sun Jian looked stunned, and a bad feeling filled his heart.

He shook off Zhou Jin, turned around and walked towards his camp. The storm broke into the camp. As soon as Cheng Pu looked up, he saw Sun Jian's face sinking like water.

"Lord?"

"Map!"

Upon seeing this, Cheng Pu understood that the military situation was urgent, and hurriedly took out the map and laid it on the case table. Sun Jian held the map, fixed his eyes on Yuzhong City, then moved to Meiyang County, and then searched between the two cities.

The food transport team is missing, and the sentry is gone...

"Demou, where is this place?"

"Lord, this place is called Kuiyuan Gorge. The rumors are quite dangerous."

Sun Jian slowly raised his head, his face filled with fright and anger.

"It's over... it's over!"

The three armies did not move, and the grain and grass went first. Now that the grain and grass have been cut off by others, how can they break the city?

No... you must take a dangerous move!

Without a word, Sun Jian rushed out of the camp and walked towards Zhou Shen's camp.

Zhou Shen was sitting in the camp, looking embarrassed.

"General, I'd better retreat immediately if we can't get enough food and grass."

Zhou Shen said: "Our army was ordered to besiege Yuzhong and now retreat without fighting. Does Zhang Cheqi blame me?"

"Our army retreats without food, and must retreat without a fight. Moreover, if the soldiers are short of food, the general cannot retreat.

"This..." Zhou Shen thought for a while, nodding lightly.

"Well, Kerri retreats."

"No!"

There was a loud shout, a big hand with prominent joints opened the camp tent, and Sun Jian rushed into the tent.

"General!" Sun Jian bowed to the ground with a firm expression: "Our army is inadequate, and the enemy in the city may not know it. It is not necessary to distribute all the food and grass in the camp to encourage the soldiers to fight to death.

Yuzhong City is no more than a county seat with thin walls. The Qiang people are good at cavalry warfare, but they are not good at defending the city. We will build a ladder to hit the wood and we will be able to conquer Yuzhong City within a few days. The final general is willing to lead his troops to fight first! "

Zhou Shen sighed: "Wentai, do you know how much food and grass there are in the camp today? If I can't capture Yuzhong City, won't I starve to death?"

"retreat!"