Guo Jia returned to the big tent and talked to Wei Teng again, and finally said that Sun Ce was willing to give Wei Teng a face and accept mediation, but the responsibility for this battle was Zhou Xin, and he must compensate Sun Ce for all the losses, otherwise this matter could not be discussed.

Wei Teng originally came with the intention of delaying time, as long as Sun Ce was willing to talk, he couldn't ask for it, so he agreed. Guo Jia said again, then you wait a while, this matter is not within my scope of responsibility, I will find someone else to talk to you. Wei Teng agreed, and after waiting in the tent for a while, Yang Xiu came in, holding a scroll of ledger in his hand. Seeing that Yang Xiu's eyebrows were clear and his eyes were beautiful, and he looked very young, not at all like a bookkeeper, Wei Teng was a little surprised, and asked Yang Xiu's name by the way.

"Hongnong Yang." Yang Xiu said lightly.

"Hongnong...... Yang? Wei Teng was taken aback and looked at Yang Xiu again for a while. What is your relationship with Situ Yang Gong? ”

Yang Xiu blinked, very embarrassed. "That's my father."

Wei Teng almost bit his tongue. The children of the Yang family of the fourth and third princes took care of the accounts for Sun Ce, he already felt that it was exaggerated, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was not only a child of the Yang family, but also the son of Situ Yang Biao. This is simply unreasonable, Sun Ce has such a great appeal? He was a little short of breath. In front of the Hongnong Yang clan of the fourth and third dukes, what can the Wei clan be.

"Gongzi Gaomen, how can you manage the accounts in the camp?"

Yang Xiu frowned, he really didn't want to say this to Wei Teng. He is also very helpless, he was fooled by Sun Ce for some reason, and now he deals with these account books every day, although he has gained a lot, knows a lot of practices that were not talked about in the books before, and he also has a sense of accomplishment in dealing with these things, but the accountant in charge of the accounts is still a faceless position after all.

"I heard Guo Xianjiu say that Wei Jun wants to mediate the conflict between General Sun and Zhou Fujun, and I was ordered to report the account, does Wei Jun want to hear the total number, or do you want to understand the details of each item?"

Wei Teng waved his hand. He wasn't interested in listening to those accounts. "Yang Gongzi will report the total number first."

"So far, because of Zhou Fujun's unwarranted obstruction, General Sun needs to pay an additional eight thousand and three hundred and twenty-five thousand nine hundred and sixty yuan......"

"Wait." Wei Teng was taken aback. "How much did you just say?"

"Eight thousand and three hundred seventy seven thousand nine hundred and sixty."

"More than 80 million?" Wei Teng jumped up suddenly, his eyes widened, and his demeanor was swept away. This is a huge amount of money, he doesn't need to ask to know, Zhou Ang definitely can't afford to pay, Danyang County can't come up with so much cash. Besides, he also felt that this was unreliable, and it was simply blackmail.

Yang Xiu was unhappy. He spread out the account book and told Wei Teng one by one. I remember clearly how many people were lost, how many ordnance were lost, and how much food was consumed every day. This is still until last night, and the data just been counted today, there are still thousands of wounded in the baggage camp who need to be treated, and the daily medicine cost hundreds of thousands. If someone dies, they have to pay a bereavement pension, arrange a coffin, send them back to their hometown for burial, and recruit new soldiers to replenish them. Recruits need to be trained in the camp, right? It also costs money.

Yang Xiu reported one account after another, and he said it well, so he simply put aside the account book, and gave Wei Teng an oral calculation, talking eloquently, like a few treasures. He didn't feel anything himself, but he stunned Wei Teng. It's not that I'm scared by Yang Xiu's memory, but I think it's incredible. A son of a high-ranking disciple of the fourth world and the third prince actually worked as a bookkeeper under Sun Ce, and he was so happy.

Why? He couldn't understand it.

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Zu Lang raised the battle flag and sent people to give orders, and the defeated bandits were overjoyed when they received the news, and they rushed one after another, and in less than a day more than 3,000 people gathered, and many more came one after another.

Zu Lang asked Wang Qian to gather the soldiers and set up a camp, and he went back to the camp to report to Sun Ce, and asked Sun Ce to allocate rations. The bandits fled outside for a day and a night, and most of them were hungry and clamoring for food. Zu Lang originally wanted to discuss the escape with them, but seeing their cowardice, he was not even interested in talking. What are you running like this, when Sun Ce catches up, none of these people can escape, and they all have to die.

Let's wait.

When marching towards the Chinese army camp, Zu Lang noticed that several battalions were shouting and killing, and he was very curious, so he ran to the front of the camp trench and looked through the camp fence to see that it was originally a soldier who was practicing. Just in front of their respective camps, they practiced their personal martial arts in a unit, the sword and shield men practiced chopping, the spearmen practiced stabbing attacks, and the crossbowmen practiced shooting.

Zu Lang had just watched for a while, and he was driven away. Entering the camp of the Chinese army, the situation is similar, almost every tent is next to people practicing martial arts, there is no idler in sight, when I walk to the big tent of the Chinese army, there is finally a quieter time, there are a few tents are quieter, one of the tent doors is open, two Confucian students are arguing, one young, one older. The other big tents were closed, and several young soldiers went in and out, in a hurry, Zu Lang was curious, and Guo Jia walked out of the tent as soon as the tent door was opened. He first glanced at Yang Xiu and Wei Teng, who were arguing, then looked at Zu Lang and laughed.

"How many people has Zu Dashuai recruited?"

Zu Lang hurriedly surrendered his hand. "More than 3,200 people, and counting."

"Not bad, not bad. You have to have a good rest, in two days you will besiege the stone city, and your opportunity to make meritorious contributions has come. ”

"Siege Rock City? Our army is newly defeated, demoralized, and weapons ...... It's not all, I'm afraid it'......"

"You will be given all the weapons, and the loot is piled up in the baggage camp. Morale is up to you to figure it out. Zu Dashuai, this is your old department, you should have a way. ”

Zu Lang swallowed and swallowed back the words that followed. Of course he has a way, isn't he afraid that Sun Ce will be suspicious of him. Now there are not enough weapons, and there is not a single piece of food, only a few thousand mouths. Originally, I wanted to escape, but when I looked at the training of the non-commissioned officers in several large battalions, my hope dimmed a little. The most elite guards under his subordinates were not so serious in training, why did they fight with Sun Ce, they lost once and had no hope of winning at all.

"Is the general here? I want to debrief. ”

"Go, in the tent."

Zu Lang arched his hand, said goodbye to Guo Jia, and walked towards the big tent more than ten steps away. Guo Jia shook his fan and turned back to the tent, only to see Wei Teng standing in front of the big tent next door looking at him. Guo Jia walked over and said with a smile: "Wei Jun, is there something?" ”

"You're going to besiege Stone City?"

"yes."

"We're negotiating, how can you besiege Stone City?"

"Isn't it still negotiable?" Guo Jia shrugged. "Be prepared, if you can't negotiate, you have to fight in the end." He thought for a while, and then said to Yang Xiu: "Dezu, have you added the budget for recruiting the Zulang Department?" That's a lot of money, we can't pay it, we have to let Zhou Xin pay the bill. ”

Yang Xiu replied and turned to look at Wei Teng. "Wei Jun, add about 10 million on the original basis. This is not for us, this is the resettlement fee for the newly surrendered soldiers, now it is just an approximate number, the specific amount, and in the end, it depends on how many of Zu Dashuai's subordinates can meet the criteria for accepting surrenders. ”

Zu Lang stood in front of the big tent of the Chinese army, heard it clearly, and couldn't help but glance back.