"Bang. Boom. "No sooner had the artillerymen transported their artillery to the commanding heights than the fire attack began rapidly.

"Rush. Capture Huangfu Song alive, capture Huangfu Song alive. "The soldiers of the 2nd Brigade went on the attack. Only by attacking can their cavalry break through to the greatest extent, and only by attacking can they completely destroy the northern army.

"Rush. Come on. "Kill. Kill. Bang bang. For a while, there were shouts of killing everywhere, and the deafening shouting of killing completely covered the entire battlefield.

"Brethren, the time has come to avenge the dead brethren of our second battalion. Rush with me. Chen Dajia led the rest of the men to launch a fierce attack. In order to provide them with greater help to the greatest extent, Chen Dajia ordered some of his men to carry out roundabout operations, so as to open the door to attack in a larger way, which they had summed up after hearing about the experience of the 1st Brigade and the 3rd Brigade in combat, and now was the time for them to use these.

"Rush." The soldiers launched a rapid attack, some of them boldly outflanked from another angle on the battlefield, and in an instant, there was a sea of red everywhere, and the northern army could not resist such a ferocious attack, and most of them chose to surrender directly. Because the commanding heights are lost, nothing becomes meaningless.

Handan. The demolition of the walls continued, but commerce began to grow rapidly, as there was a lot of money to be made here.

"Fellow. Where did you come from? Shang Wu looked at a convoy of grain and asked a thin middle-aged man, don't look at the other party's height, the thin one doesn't seem to have much strength, but this car, almost five or six stone of grain, was actually transported by themselves.

"Luoyang." The fellow replied with a local accent.

"Why do you come here to sell grain?" Shangwu asked.

"Expensive, the food here is more expensive than the food in any place, the food is expensive. Buy a good price and go back for the New Year. The fellow replied.

"Oh. How much money can you earn? Shang Wu asked.

"Two hundred. Not a lot. The fellow held out two of his dry fingers.

"The officers and soldiers over there didn't embarrass you, did they?" Shangwu asked. Jia Xu looked at each other from the side, obviously they were a huge convoy of organized vehicles, all of them were wheelbarrows. This is the most common and cost-effective tool. Because the ox cart consumes fodder, the food consumed along the way is also staggering, and perhaps the goods are not theirs. But the dry food consumed is also distressing for them.

"Oh. Gave money. Asked us for thirty dollars. Thirty cents. The fellow said that three fingers seemed to be more difficult than those two fingers, they all earned coolie money, there was not much work in winter, sell some grain, earn some coolie money, for them, this is the harvest of the last season of the year.

"Don't worry, fellow, we won't take money here. Sell your grain well. Shang Wu said.

"How much food can I get on this day?" Shang Wu then asked Jia Xu, who knew about the report.

"More than that in one day." Jia Xu smiled and stretched out his five fingers to speak.

"Five hundred?" Shangwu asked.

"Nope. This was the previous number, but now it is five thousand. Because the price of food here is high, they all come here. In addition, the cost of transportation is also very cost-effective, and the price of grain in Yecheng in the south has also risen, mainly because of the good things we have done. Jia Xu said with a smile.

"But we don't have so much money, why are they still in a hurry to transport a large amount of grain here, looking at the situation, it seems that there are more and more." Shang Wu asked puzzled. There are many grain fleets, and there are also many transporters of iron ore. This made Shangwu feel very puzzled, could they all support the Red Turban Army so enthusiastically? This is obviously not possible.

"But we have red tickets. At present, we mainly pay red tickets, red tickets are our land bonds, Wang Ming has no choice but to print a batch of red tickets, and then take the red tickets to pay, and it is said that the price of these red tickets is only one hundred and fifty yuan, of course. Now the price has risen to 500 yuan, but there is still a very objective profit, and these red tickets have been exchanged for copper coins, gold and silver in more places with these grain merchants, which is also a huge speculation. Jia Xu said.

"Hmm." Shang Wu could not oppose such an act, because without this food, the Red Turban Army would not be able to fight at all. Of course. They will also have to be adapted, and it will cost more money, and without a huge finance, it is obviously impossible to support such a huge war, which will eventually swallow everything that is martial.

"But in this way, it's not a good way, where has the number of the current red ticket been issued?" Shangwu asked.

"Anyway, it's almost eight figures. Probably more than eight figures now. Jia Xu looked at Shang Wu and said.

"Oh my God." Shang Wu said.

"Even if we turn all the land in the base area into arable land, we will not be able to take out so much land, and in the end the land bond will become worthless, in that case, we will lose ourselves." Shang Wu said.

"So, we have to think of a way to attract them in as soon as possible and move them to another place, otherwise, this will be really annoying." Jia Xu said. At the beginning, they were able to control the situation and issued about more than three million red tickets, but there was no trace of the end of the war, and the more they fought, the resources of the base area had long been exhausted, and the only way was to transfer them from the outside world, how could they have so much money, in desperation, after Wang Ming accepted it, he printed five million again, but the gap of five million could not be made up at all, although later it was all 300,000, 500,000 printing scale, but the accumulation of small amounts, suddenly became more and more, It became more and more difficult to control, and finally led to the development of such a situation.

"It seems that we have to adjust the economic policy in a timely manner, shift it to construction, and attract them with some high-value investment projects. Otherwise, it would be impossible for us to digest such a large number of bonds by ourselves. Shang Wu said.

"The only way is to take arms. Such a situation can only be offset by sufficient arms profits, otherwise we will not be able to cope with such a situation at all. Jia Xu said.

"Hmm. I agree to do so, and only to do so. Shang Wu said. Shangwu is facing great economic pressure, as well as the possibility of a huge financial crisis, the reason is that the number of land bonds issued, far more than the actual amount of land, although the value was once lower than the price of land bonds, so that speculation becomes an opportunity, but, with the price continues to rise, it will inevitably lead to the loss of value, and finally, the decline is an inevitable result, but before, Shangwu must reduce the price. Let them return to normal, if they return to normal, this requires them to guide, only the right guidance, can make them return to their original value, otherwise, everything will become extremely unfavorable to them. This is not the situation that Shang Wu wants to see the most.

The battle in the encirclement came quickly and ended quickly. There were shouts of killing everywhere. The Northern Army, now the support of the Han Army, also had to fall under the attack of such a red sea.

"We surrender, we surrender." A Northern soldier shouted loudly with his hands raised. In the trench behind him, stood a row of soldiers of the Northern Army with their hands raised, they had lost their fighting spirit, their whole bodies were sloppy, and they could no longer fight.

"Look at them." A squad leader ordered a recruit to look at these Northern troops with a spear in hand. And then they went fast. Despite the fact that there was only one recruit, the will to fight was extremely tenacious, and most of the soldiers of the Northern Army who had lost the will to fight, although there were many of them, were unwilling to resist, they slowly stood out from the trenches with their hands raised, and then joined the army of prisoners of war with their heads bowed and intuition.

"Kill. Kill. "The shouts of killing are getting louder and louder. The Red Turban Army had already stormed the vicinity of Huangfu Song's Chinese military camp. Huangfu Song did not withdraw with the cavalry, he had already expected such an outcome, what else could he do?

The little fart followed his chief at first, Chen Dajiao, but he didn't know where he was running. I can't find my superior. Later, a lieutenant asked him to run after him, but as he ran, he couldn't find anyone. There were prisoners of war everywhere, red turban troops everywhere, and little farts ran with the red flag. Run. Run. And then I don't know where I went. Fortunately, he is still carrying a **bag. Hold a torch, a truncated spear, so that he will not be awkward to hold. However, he could not find his way.

"Oops. Worst. The little fart was a little flustered. But he saw a big tent in front of him, where there was gunfire, and it seemed that there was still a fight, and there was no one in the direction he was facing, and the little fart rushed over without hesitation, maybe he could help his own people, so he rushed over, and he didn't think about what would happen at all.

Huangfu Song was touching his sword, and he thought of suicide, which was the best way to end everything for himself. However, he felt that suicide seemed too sorry for himself.

"Kill. Kill. Just then, a childlike voice rushed in from behind the tent. Huangfu Song quickly picked up his saber and turned to look at the soldiers of the Red Turban Army who rushed in.

"Shoot or kill." The little fart looked at Huangfu Song and shouted loudly.