The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

In the evening, the uncle and nephew of the Xun family stood in a high pavilion somewhere in the city, leaning on the railing, they could have a panoramic view of the entire south side of the city.

"Your Majesty has been defeated in this battle. Our army has suffered heavy casualties. It will take at least five years of recuperation before we can recover." The dull-looking Xun You calculated in his mind and said slowly.

Five years.

Nearly two thousand days and nights.

Xun Yu felt melancholy in his heart, his previously bright eyes dimmed a bit.He turned his body slightly and looked to the west, where it was now dark and gloomy, but in that darkness, it seemed that there was a palpitating force heading towards Dongwuyang.

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Chapter One Thousand and Twenty Seven

In the late autumn of October, the wheat fields are golden, and the autumn wind blows across the cheeks. It is no longer hot and dry in summer, but a little more cool and refreshing.

People from all over the world took advantage of the good weather to harvest wheat grains in autumn, waved sickles in the fields, sweating profusely, but they were also very happy.

This year, the harvest seems to be good.

A basket full of baskets, filled with rice and wheat, the farmer does not feel tired, showing a happy and simple smile, telling the joy of the harvest.

However, when Lu Bu led his army to several counties near Dongwuyang, the grains in the fields were empty, and even the straw was burned by the fire, as if the locusts passed through the border, and no grass grew.

The local people sat on the ridge of the field anxiously, with empty eyes, sighing and sighing.

"Chen Wei, go and ask what happened?"

Lu Bu, who was riding a red dodder, looked solemn, and sent Chen Wei to inquire.

Not long after, Chen Wei brought back an old farmer in linen.

"The little old man kowtowed to the general."

The old farmer didn't know Lu Bu's identity, but when he saw him sitting upright on a big horse, he knew that the man in front of him was a man even bigger than the county magistrate. salute.

Lu Bu raised his hand slightly, and Chen Wei supported the old farmer from the side.

"Old man, what's going on here?" Lu Bu asked.

Hearing Lu Bu's kind tone, the old farmer felt relieved a lot, bowed and saluted, and then said respectfully: "The little old man returned to the general, a while ago, a group of robbers suddenly came here, riding horses and carrying knives. They not only looted the surrounding counties and fields, but also set fire to the grain in the fields. Tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land were all reduced to ashes..."

When the old farmer recalled, his words were filled with anger and the weakness of human nature.

"You mean, the wheat grains in this field were completely burned without any harvest?" Lu Bu frowned slightly, as if he had guessed some clues.

The old farmer nodded and sighed deeply.

After a year of hard farming, in the end, it was another busy day.

How can we survive the long winter without food?

At a critical moment, Hua Xiong stood up, and he clasped fists with Lu Bu: "My lord, please join me with a thousand or two thousand troops, and I will go and wipe out this group of robbers and tell them to spit out all the looted goods." , and return it to the people everywhere!"

Other generals also have this idea.

The master Bo Yangxiu suddenly smiled.

"Dezu, what are you laughing at?" Lu Bu caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and couldn't help asking.

"My lord, what kind of robbers are these people? It's clearly a guy who claims to be a descendant of the Han Dynasty. In order to prevent you from marching towards Dongwuyang, the fortification of the wall and clearing the country is really a good method!"

Yang Xiu had an extremely conceited smile on his face, pointing straight to the point of the problem.

Hua Xiong was a little unconvinced by this, and said in a rough voice: "Hey Yang Dezu, have you made a mistake, Dongwuyang is Liu Bian's imperial city! The people in the nearby counties are all The people who belong to him have no food, and they have to starve in winter. If he can get rid of the black hands, it would be too inhumane!"

"War never pays attention to means. As long as it can be won, what is human nature?"

At this moment, Guo Jia also added in passing that Liu Bian was about to fall, and if he wanted to continue his life, he had to find a way to make Lu Bu retreat without a fight.Right now it is the autumn harvest, cutting off the food supplies along the way is the best military blow to Lu Bu's army.

And the person who can come up with this strategy, presumably should be the strategy offered by Xun Jiagong.

This is also the only effective means for them to hope to contain Lu Bu's advance.

"The rebels really went too far this time."

Lu Bu's eyes were cold, the two armies were at war, victory and defeat were commonplace, but Liu Bian shouldn't have used tens of thousands of civilians as victims of the war.

"Old man, you don't have to worry if you run out of food. After I break through Dongyang City, I won't take any food in the city, and I will share it with you."

Lu Bu's expression eased, and he solemnly made a promise, "You can go back and tell the neighbors and people that I, Lu Bu, will not teach you to suffer from cold and hunger.

"You...you are the great general Lu Bu!"

Hearing Lu Bu's name, the old farmer was too shocked to speak.

He couldn't even imagine that in his lifetime, he could actually see this mighty general with his own eyes.

"If it's a fake replacement."

Lu Bu said it slightly jokingly.

The old farmer's heart trembled, he quickly knelt down, and kowtowed again to thank him.

After the questioning, Chen Wei sent the old farmer away, and Lu Bu fell into deep thought. Without the support of food and grass along the way, the logistics support of the army became a particularly difficult problem.

"The lord is worried about the lack of food?"

Son-in-law Guo Jia saw that Lu Bu was worried and asked softly.

Lu Bu nodded slightly, and did not hide it from him. If the food cannot be implemented, this battle will become particularly difficult in the later stage.

"Is there a good way to honor filial piety?" Lu Bu asked subconsciously.

Guo Jia smiled, pretending to be mysterious: "Actually, this is not difficult."

"The plan will be released?" Lu Bu asked hastily.

"My lord, you can ask people to set up lists in Bingzhou, Guanzhong, Hanzhong, Yanzhou and other places to borrow grain from the people. If you borrow one bucket, you can get [-]% tax exemption next year on the original basis; if you borrow two buckets, you can get [-]% tax exemption, and so on. ..."

Guo Jia spoke slowly.

In the past two years, there have been few natural disasters in these places, and most of the people's households have surplus food, so with Lu Bu's prestige among the people, it is not a worry at all to borrow food from the people.

A bucket of grain is equivalent to twelve and a half catties, one thousand two hundred catties for one hundred people, and 1 catties for 12 people.

With the population of the area under Lu Bu's current jurisdiction, it is no problem to get a million catties of grain.