One Thousand Three Hundred and Three: Cutting Huang Song, Dongqing 1 Tong (45)

Just as Meng Heng expected, the value of food in Jiang Pengji's heart is far less than that of the elite she spent a lot of money to train.

If the food is gone, it can be planted again, and it can be harvested in a year at most. If there are no people, who can she ask for?

Give birth to a child and then raise the child to the age where he can fight, can't he do it in seventeen or eighteen years?

Jiang Pengji was also considered wealthy, and the grain depots all over the country were prepared to store grain for special periods, so it would not be a problem to save food and clothing for a year.

If the loss of these grains can be exchanged for their safety, so be it!

She can afford it!

This is the confidence of rich local tyrants!

No money, no food, only people.

Everyone guessed what Jiang Pengji was thinking, but they understood it. They were still worried that their guild would anger Meng Heng and others because of this.

Regardless of the process, the end result is that Meng Heng and others lost Zhonghe County, burned countless fertile fields, and destroyed millions of autumn grains.

If the lord really wants to be held accountable, Meng Heng and the others are not innocent.

Han Yu turned his head and remained calm. He stood up and said, "My lord is overjoyed."

Overjoyed?

Jiang Pengji crossed her hands and propped her chin, turned her head to look at him, frowned and said, "Where does the joy come from? What is there to congratulate."

The current situation is not bad, but it is not good either.

Being forced by the enemy to burn hundreds of miles of fertile land, not only the enemy is heartbroken, but I am also heartbroken to bleed.

Where does joy come from?

Jiang Pengji still knows too few routines, and those who dare to say "great joy" at such a time are bound to talk about it.

She is not familiar with this routine, but Xianyu in the live broadcast room is very familiar with it, and Han Yu just came out to speak.

The salted fish all sat on the small benches, knocked on the bowls and chopsticks, and waited for Han Yu to solve the riddle.

As expected, Han Yu lived up to their expectations, and analyzed in a deep voice, "Huang Song divided his troops to attack Hu County, the purpose of which is to harvest the autumn grain that is about to mature in Hu County. With the three mountains and valleys as the boundary, the fire continued for several days, and countless fertile fields were burned. Song expended countless energy but only got one Zhonghe County. At this time, if Huang Song still insists on attacking the Three Mountains Valley, what can he gain besides venting his anger?"

It is not that there are no people in history who mobilize teachers and mobilize people purely for "spirit", but that is only a very small number, and most of them end up badly.

The battlefield is like a shopping mall. In the early stage, all resources are used to fight the war. After the battle is prosperous, the spoils are the harvest.

If the value of the trophies is far less than the resources spent in the war, it will be impossible to make ends meet, and no matter how big the family business is, it will be poor.

Here comes the question, is Huang Song's family rich?

Can this family business support Huang Song to attack a territory that has lost its value?

the answer is negative.

Jiang Pengji frowned, and she said, "Yibo is a man, he won't trade at a loss."

If Chenzhou hadn't been harmed by Jiang Pengji and Hua Yuan, Huang Song might send troops to vent his anger, but now he can only plan carefully.

Can't afford the waves, take a slow wave.

From this point of view, Meng Heng and others are completely safe, because Huang Song has no extra energy to beat them.

Han Yu said, "Huang Song's vitality is seriously injured now, and Chenzhou in the back is struggling left and right, and there is no progress in attacking Wanzhou. There is only one Zhonghe County left in Hu County, which is almost completely collapsed. He still wants to revitalize the game, and there is only one left. Lu—turn offense into defense, wait!"

"Wait? What are you waiting for?" Jiang Pengji thought for a while, and tried to ask, "Wait for the autumn harvest, to harvest this batch of autumn grain from Zhonghe County?"

Zhonghe County is still quite big, and its geographical location is close to the artificial inland river. It is also the place where Hu County produces the most grain.

According to statistics from previous years, the amount of food can be around three million shi. With food, the morale of the army can be stabilized, and there is no need to worry about having no food in winter battles.

No matter what Huang Song said, it was impossible to give up Zhonghe County.

Han Yu nodded and said firmly, "Yes, after the autumn harvest, he needs this batch of autumn grain to revitalize the whole chess board, but we don't need it."

After several changes in the battle situation, Huang Song's life was invisibly tied to Zhonghe County, and this batch of autumn grain was very important.

For Huang Song, they are life-continuing things,

For Jiang Pengji, it was a tasteless thing that she could not give up.

Now, it was Huang Song's turn to defend passively.

Jiang Pengji understood what Han Yu meant, her eyes flashed a bit maliciously, and Huang Song shivered suddenly in the distance.

She smiled and said, "Wen Bin, you are right. This is indeed a happy event. Not only should I not punish Shi Jiu, but I should also reward him severely."

Han Yu's expression froze, he just came out to say something nice to Meng Heng, not to claim credit for him, so he doesn't need to be charged for this.

The dialogue between the two only had a few sentences, and many viewers in the live broadcast room expressed that they did not understand, and there was no warning about the turning point.

At this time, it was the turn of the Chinese class representative to appear.

[Fight to Fame]: This is not easy to understand? The current situation is not good for Huang Song. Using a game analogy, he is now being beaten to death by bullets from all directions. After a round of fierce fighting, the initiative on the battlefield was transferred from Huang Song to the anchor, and having the initiative gave him a certain advantage. The anchor now has to be steady and find the right opportunity to give Huang Song a fatal blow, or take the initiative to attack, so that Huang Song has no chance to use the bandage.

[Three Whispers Fighting Lu Bu]: There is another option, burn the bandage in Huang Song's hand.

After the analysis of several representatives of the Chinese class, the salted fish finally cleared the thread.

but--

What the hell is burning bandages?

It is not enough to burn hundreds of miles of fertile land, but we also need to burn Zhonghe County?

Jiang Pengji said: Why not?

When Huang Song learned that Meng Heng and others set fire to the fields, he was so angry that he couldn't sleep the whole night, his heart was burning with fire, and he was aggrieved in all kinds of ways.

An emoji can perfectly interpret his current mood.

[Hold back the tears, I can't help it at all, I can't bear it anymore, wow jpg]

However, Huang Song is a man who does not flick his tears lightly, no matter how many tears he has, he has to hold them back, the more he holds back, the more uncomfortable he feels.

He was so angry that he lost all reason and let Yuan Chong lead his troops to storm the Three Mountains Canyon!

Even if the land behind the Three Mountains Canyon is worthless, he still wants to get it back!

Before the army could complete its mission, the scouts at the rear caught a group of suspicious-looking people, and Huang Song was so frightened that he immediately gathered together rationally.

This group of people dressed up as ordinary merchants, but there were hidden flint black oil and bags of dry firewood on the cart.

When the patrolling soldiers found them, the group was secretly rubbing black oil onto the dry wood and lighting it to set fire to the wheat field.

The smell of black oil was strong, and the patrolling soldiers found it following the smell wafting in the wind.

If it weren't for the patrolling soldiers' sharp noses and timely discovery, maybe Zhonghe County would have been burned.

Once something like black oil is ignited, it is not easy to extinguish it.

Thinking back hundreds of years ago, the vine-armored warriors established by the ancestors of the Qiang and Wu tribes in northern Xinjiang were burned to death by Prime Minister Huangfu with black oil.

When Huang Song learned of this, he immediately ordered Jin to withdraw his troops.

Can't afford to provoke, can't afford to provoke, the people under Liu Lanting's tent are all lunatics.

Burn, burn, you're addicted, right?