Three Kingdoms

"Commander! Look! I caught something!"

A soldier wearing patches all over his body trotted over, holding a huge mouse in his hand, and said excitedly. The mouse twisted in vain in the hands of the dark soldiers and made a squeaking sound.

Fuyun took a look and said quickly: "Where's the rat hole? Have you dug it out?"

"Take it! It's all done, there's a lot of it!" Another soldier was shirtless, ignoring the cold autumn wind. He used his coat to hold a handful of millet or grass seeds in his pocket, grinning, He smiled with mottled yellow teeth.

Soldiers usually only have one piece of clothing, so they usually don't wash it except on rainy days. So now the entire fabric has been stained by stains and dust. I don't know whether it was originally white or cyan. Anyway, it is black now.

Fuyun looked at it and nodded, "Okay! Let's clean it up and add another dish!"

Voles have the habit of hoarding all kinds of dried fruits and grains into their burrows. Although these guys move quickly and the burrows are hidden, they can't stop the hungry green-eyed people. After searching around, I finally found one and found one. If it's not blocked, clean it out?

There are too few that can produce food in the mountains. Some young leaves and wild fruits cannot offset the demand for much food. Some are completely deceptive. Some old and weak can't stand it, and they also fall apart when the seasons change.

As for those living animals, not to mention little rabbits, squirrels, sparrows, etc., even apes, monkeys, bears, tigers, etc. have all moved and hid deeper in the mountains, easily never showing up.

So it’s really difficult to eat a bite of meat now.

Although the field mouse is not very big, the head and tail are skinned and the internal organs are removed, and there is not much meat, but it is still a blood food, at least a normal blood food...

Fuyun watched several soldiers happily start to pick up the field mice, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly. Then he lowered his head and looked at himself unknowingly weaving a small grass ring, silent.

Many people do not understand the actions of the commander-in-chief Zhang Yan, but Fuyun knows clearly that the Black Mountain Army looks good now, but in fact it is very weak. If it were not for the fact that it relied on the mountainous forest land, making it difficult for the army to move and collect, the Black Mountain Army would have been suppressed by the court long ago.

A few self-satisfied commanders left the mountainous area and went to surrounding counties to plunder, but who could rob them? None of the Wubao Dazhai of the local tyrants is easy to attack, and the gates of the counties and counties are tightly closed, so it is not easy to conquer.

Unless you don't care about human life and are ruthless enough to attack the city, it is almost impossible to easily obtain food and grass.

Without food and grass, Montenegro would be doomed sooner or later.

Because the current population in Montenegro has far exceeded the number that this mountainous area can bear. The various animals that are now almost all hunted down already illustrate this point.

The current solution is either to actively disperse the population, or to enter plain areas to grow grain.

Dispersing the number of people is tantamount to completely giving up Montenegro. The imperial court did not dare to touch Heishan before, not because the soldiers in Heishan were good at fighting, but because of its large population. Under such circumstances, it was simply not enough to invest tens of millions of soldiers in the Taihang Mountains on a small scale, and at that time the Han Dynasty Emperor Ling was using troops against the Western Qiang, and the losses caused by the Yellow Turban Rebellion were also huge. There was really no extra money and food to support the war, so when Zhang Yan asked for help, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty also pinched his nose and admitted it.

And leaving the mountainous area and entering Shangdang Taiyuan, Jizhou, Hanoi and other areas is tantamount to competing for territory with the nobles and nobles who originally lived in these areas. This...

hehe.

Perhaps these gentry heroes would pretend to be deaf and dumb when Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty asked for grain and grass to annihilate the Black Mountains, but if the Montenegrin army dared to go down the mountain and invade their fields, these country heroes would definitely go crazy and gather people to resist. .

Or would it be better at Dutinghou?

After all, Youzhou is vast and sparsely populated. Although the output is not high and there is a threat from the barbarians, as long as you unite, form a stronghold, and rely on each other, you can still resist some small-scale barbarian intrusions...

But since the commander-in-chief Zhang Yan said that he would come to Shangdang to see the attitude of the new governor, let's come and see.

This world.

It is always the poor who suffer.

Those high-ranking nobles may be worried about the honey that does not go with the meal, but they don't know that the poor can only tighten their belts again and again.

Fuyun was born into a farmer's family, and his family originally had several acres of fields. Life was good or bad, and the food was good, but at least he would not go hungry. He learned marksmanship and archery from his father, and sometimes he could go hunting in the mountains. Pheasants, hares, etc. to improve life in exchange for some salt sauce.

But such a peaceful life was lost in the light of fire when the barbarians went south...

Then there was the escape all the way south...

On the way to escape, Fuyun killed someone for the first time...

It was also the first time that I watched my loved ones die in front of my eyes...

Then slowly, because I have some martial arts skills, people started to follow me...

Later, he went to Montenegro and became a small commander...

Fuyun touched his arms and took out a dried grass ring. He was silent for a while, threw the old grass ring to the ground, and then put the new small grass ring into his arms.

In the open space aside, several soldiers had already set up a bonfire, set up a small pottery urn, and started cooking.

"Is this... ready?" A soldier licked his lips.

Another older man said: "It's not done yet, we have to wait a little longer... So, please turn up the heat, it will go faster..."

Several soldiers stared eagerly at the small pottery urns on the bonfire, watching the flames boil the water little by little. The few corns and various leaves picked from the fields were tumbling in the water, and more importantly, the cut pieces were boiling. Small pieces of vole meat, smelling the faint aroma of meat, stretched his neck and swallowed his saliva.

"That's about it...you green-browed boy is stunned, bring it to the commander first!" The veteran soldier fished some dry ingredients in the pottery jar. When he saw the soldier taking the pottery bowl, he subconsciously wanted to speak, and he quickly cursed, "I want to Not only was he afraid of knocking over the bowl, but he also wanted to smoke it.

The soldier suddenly understood, and he quickly and carefully carried the bowl to Fuyun.

Fuyun took the bowl and did not eat directly, but came to the bonfire.

The old soldier smiled and said: "Oh, commander, they are all the same. There is nothing special for the commander..."

"Spoon." Fuyun stretched out his hand.

The old soldier hesitated for a moment, but still handed the wooden spoon to Fuyun.

Fuyun turned the bowl over, poured the food in the bowl back into the pottery jar, stirred it twice with a spoon, and then poured a bowl casually, "Okay, you guys can divide the rest."

"Commander!" the old pawn shouted, "This... ugh! You blind and ignorant people, why don't you thank the commander!"

Fuyun waved his hand and said: "After eating, pack up and rest early. We have to go to the city at noon tomorrow..."