The geometry of the princes' support of troops is closely related to the population under their rule.

One out of ten is already considered a reckless force.

Now the population of Fangling is less than 300,000, but Guan Ping hopes to recruit 30,000 or 40,000 soldiers. Including Guan Ping himself, General Yang Wu Zhonglang, raised eight armies, each army was divided into eight battalions, and there were more than 4,200 people.

With the current population of Fangling, it is really unfavorable to draw so many strong people from the people.

Guan Ping is still thinking about the mountain people on Daba Mountain, and if he can get another forty or fifty thousand, it will be very good.

When the mountain people go down the mountain and the population of Fangling exceeds 300,000, Guan Ping will vigorously draw strong men to increase the number of soldiers and horses, and after the autumn harvest next year, or at the beginning of the next year, he can send troops to Hanzhong.

The footsteps cannot be stopped, and once they stop, they will be destroyed by Cao Cao.

Fangling can only be a temporary residence, not a long-term place. For a long-term plan, we must take Jingzhou and Yizhou, and take the Longzhong route.

And this year's autumn harvest is a bumper harvest, which is naturally an excellent time for publicity.

Not only the mountain people on Daba Mountain, but also the mountain people in the deep mountains around Fangling.

As Ma Liang said, based on morality.

The government is benevolent and virtuous, and the mountains are rich, where will there be people willing to beg for a living in the mountains?

The mountain people are the most important thing. But after that, Guan Ping still chatted with Sun Qian about other things, one of which was the wife of the 5,000 Cao army of the Ministry of Agriculture.

At the beginning, it was promised to send a wife, and it was distributed in three batches. Now the situation has changed, the captaincy of the Diannong School has been disbanded, and the strong men have also gone south to Fangling.

Some people even died due to natural causes.

The ancients didn't live long.

At the beginning, Guan Ping discussed with Ma Jin, a mysterious merchant from the north, and bought war horses in bulk, and women of appropriate age, whether they were Xiongnu women, Karasuma women, or Han women.

Ma Jin promised to supply Guanping with five or six thousand women within one or two years.

Now that it has been more than a year, Guan Ping is naturally concerned about whether the old department has been married.

The answer is reassuring.

According to Sun Qian, the business between the Xinye Government and Ma Jin in terms of women has ended. That is to say, in the past more than 5,000 old departments of the Ministry of Agriculture, everyone had a wife.

As for those who died due to natural causes, there is no way.

Guan Ping was very pleased with this and finally fulfilled that promise. Back then, Guan Ping also relied on those old departments to enter Fangling, and at this moment, Guan Ping needed the strength of Fangling to advance into Hanzhong.

I am a Taishou in Fangling, benevolent government, Boen Yi, can the children of the county be willing to gallop for me and serve the work of dogs and horses?

The matter of soldiers and horses, let's not mention it for the time being.

But when it comes to the autumn harvest, the people on the mountain and down the mountain are worlds apart.

In the west of Fangling, in the east of Dabadong, in the deep mountains that are inaccessible. The old tree looks from afar, like a canopy, covering the sky and the sun. The old vine is like a python, and it is startled from a distance.

Deep in the mountains, a burst of alarm can cause birds and beasts to run.

In the cottage of the Ba Ren Ma tribe, the mountain people walking around the cottage are also full of joyful smiles on their faces. Because this year is also a good year on the mountain.

Although life is not too easy, it must be tight, but it is definitely better than last year.

In the hall of Qu Shuai Ma Tao's house, Ma Tao sat cross-legged against the wall in the north, Ma Tao's eyes were closed, his hands were unconsciously placed on his knees, and his right index finger moved unconsciously, as if waiting for something.

Soon after, there was a sound of footsteps. Ma Tao opened his eyes and saw his cousin Ma Sheng walking in.

The tribe surnamed Ma is basically surnamed Ma, mixed with a small number of Han people, Yi people, and Ba people with other surnames. There are many people with the surname Ma, but the relationship is far and close to each other.

Ma Tao, as the commander of the clan, is the top magnatate, and the lower is based on the distance of the bloodline, the status of the level, this Ma Sheng is Ma Tao's cousin, and he is the mainstay of the clan.

"How's it going?" Ma Tao couldn't wait to ask.

"After calculation, each mu of land yields 100 catties of sorghum. It's been a good year. Ma Sheng said happily.

The gap, that's the gap.

The fields under the mountain are fertile, and the yield of 200 catties of grain per mu is the average line, and more than 200 catties is a bumper year.

The land on the mountain is barren, and the yield of 100 mu per mu is the average line, and more than 100 catties is a good year.

In order to have enough to eat, the mountain people had to cultivate more mountain fields and expend more energy, so that the average life expectancy was extremely short.

Of course, there are also advantages to being a mountain citizen, that is, you don't need to pay food to the government, you don't need to join the army, and you don't need to serve conscription. But there are also dangers, and there may also be conflicts between cottages in the mountains, and countless people have died because of brawls.

When the government was expropriating and expropriating, the people hid in the mountains and could barely get by.

At present, the government of Fangling County, headed by Guan Ping, only extracts 30 percent of the field tax, and this year the average yield per mu of grain is 230 catties, and after the tax is extracted, there is still 161 catties of grain left.

This gap is a bit big, 20 mu is a difference of 1,000 catties of grain, and 1,000 catties of grain, the market price is 10,000 yuan, which is definitely a big gap.

As long as the government is honest, life under the mountain will always be much better than on the mountain.

Ma Tao didn't know that there was also a bumper harvest under the mountain, and he said happily: "It's really a good year, with a yield of 110 catties per mu of land, because of the role of the Quyuan plow, our cottage has an average of 20% more reclaimed than last year. As long as more women are allowed to have children, our community will grow stronger. ”

"In 30 years, our population will multiply many times. When the time comes, you can be called the King of Ba and command the entire Ba people. ”

Ma Sheng was also very excited.

"Hahaha." Ma Tao was happy, laughing more than once.

And the situation is obviously not as perfect as Ma Tao imagined.

The tribe surnamed Ma is located in the deep mountains and old forests, and it is extremely difficult to contact the outside world, but this does not mean that it has completely lost contact with the outside world.

The news of the autumn harvest under the mountain, and the harvest of 230 catties of grain per mu of land also spread to the cottage of the tribe surnamed Ma. Some of the mountain people complained.

Ba people Du Guang is one of them, just listen to the surname, you know that he is not a Ba person surnamed Ma, so his status in the cottage is very low, and he belongs to a remote person.

has no status in itself, and life on the mountain is not as good as that under the mountain, Du Guang naturally moved his mind.

That night, after Du Guang finished his affair with his mother-in-law, he lay on the bed covered with a quilt. Du Guang, who had just finished his errand, was still a little excited, and said to his mother-in-law: "That Ma Tao doesn't know how to think about it, there are seven major ethnic groups on the mountain, and six of them choose to go down the mountain, but he stays on the mountain alone, but it hurts us to suffer together." We can't follow him anymore, we have to go down the mountain to find the Taishou, next year will not only be much more leisurely, but also a much more abundant harvest. ”

"It's easy to go down the mountain, but the cottage is more lax with us. But after the autumn harvest this year, our family also has two or three thousand catties of grain, how can this grain be brought down the mountain? ”

Du Guang's mother-in-law was also moved, but she was also worried.

"I managed to sell the grain in batches in exchange for copper coins and sackcloth, and I took them down the mountain together." Du Guang thought for a while and said.

"Hmm." Du Guang's mother-in-law snorted.

The husband and wife fell asleep, and then Du Guang quietly sold a lot of rations at home, got coins and linen, chose a sunny day, brought rations, a little soft, and dragged the family down the mountain.

In the tribe of the Ba people surnamed Ma, Du Guang is only a remote person. He fled with his family, that is, he defected, and Ma Tao, the marshal, didn't care when he heard this, this kind of thing often happened, but he just scolded.

It's just a white-eyed wolf that can't be raised.

But soon Ma Tao was wrong, starting from Du Guang, there were more and more mountain people who fled, Han people, Yi people, his surname was Ba people, in addition to Ma surnamed Ba people, there were more and more mountain people who ran, and soon there were even Ma surnamed Ba people who began to run away.

At this time, Ma Tao knew that Fangling County under the mountain had a bumper harvest, and 230 catties of grain were harvested per mu of land, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Hurriedly closed the cottage, ordered strong patrols, and forbade mountain people to go down the mountain.

But it's not going to get better, it's just getting worse. Again, water can carry a boat and capsize a boat.

The Ma surname Ba tribe uses the same surname as a link, which is Ma Tao's advantage. Such a group is not easy to collapse, if Ma Tao is a wise commander, he can even unite the clansmen tightly.

No matter how poor and bitter they are, they don't want the ethnic groups to be separated.

But the problem is that Ma Tao is only close to his brothers and cousins who are very close to his blood, and treats the rest of the ordinary people surnamed Ma very ordinary, not to mention his surnames Ba people, Han people, and Yi people.

There is such a good Taishou under the mountain, only 30% of the field tax is taken, and the salary is paid for servitude, even if he is a soldier, he has a lot of money and food.

For those over 70 years old, there is a monthly supply of rice and meat.

The widowed women and the lonely old men all have rice and meat.

I heard that if you work in a weaving factory, you can get 3,000 yuan a month, 3,000 yuan, not 300 yuan.

Too good to be kind, benevolence and good governance abound.

Why should I hide in the mountains and live a hard life with you, a Qu Shuai who can't do anything at all?

It's the other way around, it's the other way around.

Things started in September, and by November, there was already a lot of trouble in the cottage. Ma Tao has gradually been unable to suppress it.

This morning, it was freezing cold. Ma Tao was very worried, drinking home-brewed sorghum wine at home. Soon after, Ma Sheng walked in and persuaded, "Dashuai." I can't hold it back, or we will also command the whole clan down the mountain, right? ”

"Of course those mountain people don't care, but I'm just afraid that we, the Qu Shuai and the powerful, will be beheaded by that Guan Ping when we go down the mountain."

Ma Tao drank sullen wine and said sullenly.

This is the biggest reason why he is reluctant to go down the mountain, I am afraid that the Taishou under the mountain will sharpen his knife and kill all of them.

"I can't hold it back, I'm afraid we won't go down the mountain. The mountain people killed us first. Ma Sheng said in a low voice.

Ma Tao still shook his head.

So on the night of the eighth day of the first month of November, the leaders of the seven major tribes and the leaders of the six tribes decided to go down the mountain with Ma Liang, and Ma Tao and Ma Qushuai, who were left alone on the mountain, were killed by their own mountain people.

Along with the deaths, there are also Ma Tao's family, as well as some powerful people with high status in the cottage in their daily lives, such as Ma Sheng.

After that, under the leadership of a few prestigious people, this group dragged their families and mouths, brought the autumn grain obtained this year, and went down the mountain to join their parents.

Ming Mansion, Guan Taishou, Guan General, Guan Fangling.

At the same time, there are countless mountain people descending the mountain.

The population of Fangling County, stimulated by the bumper harvest in the autumn, ushered in a surge for the second time.

This is what Maleonn said, Dehua!

Submit them with benevolence, without the need for swords, soldiers, and even the misery of life.