After the story of the two men was told, the owner of the bronze sword withdrew his sword, sighed, got up, pushed away the man at the door, and left the council hall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Soon, another messenger also left, and the door to the council hall was closed. The officials directly under the six divisions in the city are basically in the room, plus more than a dozen clan leaders, the people in the power center of the entire city are all together.

Wolfskin asked, "What about this?" ”

"What to do? There are no immortals in war, there are rules, and what should be done is done. What do you think of me? ”

Several people were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "It's very good." ”

"And what do you think those slaves will think of me?"

Several of the people in charge of the slaves laughed, they had heard the slaves curse Chen Jian more than once, and some of the slaves even sang a few songs about gadflies, horsesflies, mosquitoes, but if they listened carefully, they knew that they were scolding Chen Jian.

"The same person, the same thing, the evaluation is different. Is it possible to let everyone say good about you? For example, if you have tax collectors, and when you collect taxes, people say that you are not good, so don't you collect their taxes? Those who care about fighting a war must first win the war, and the rest does not matter. The city is different from the tribe, for the sake of the city, someone has to hate you, but there will be people who respect you. The more you do, the more you hate, and the more you respect. ”

He sighed, looked at the management of these future cities, and said very solemnly: "If you think about it, if you think about it, you can stay, and if you can't figure it out, then don't care about anything, be a good person, the people will respect him, who will hate him?" ”

The people below were silent for a while, and none of them left, and the cities and tribes were no longer the same. In the past, tribes had to be respected by their people, but in addition to respect, cities also had violence and rules.

The wolf skin got up and said: "I think so too, resentment is resentment, but the white horse did succeed." It's just that I listen to what these two people mean, it seems that there are still a lot of people from the tribe on the grassland, should we prepare? ”

"I'm not afraid of fighting, they may not be able to beat us, I'm worried about another thing now."

Chen Jian stood up with a cool breath and said with a wry smile: "How can I say it, it's like I'm in a cave, there is a fish pond not far away, and every day I go to the fish pond to fish, I won't starve to death." Now all of a sudden, there's a tiger hiding in the nearby forest, and you don't know when the tiger will pounce, so you have to hold a spear all day, and you can't hold a fishing net. Even if the tiger doesn't jump out immediately, I won't have time to fish. ”

He took out a few pieces of bark from the skin under the slate, and sighed heavily as he looked at the dense numbers that only he could understand.

Not only did Hakuba do it right, but it was also very good. But it was precisely because it was very good that he had a great enmity with the tribes that moved from the west on the grassland.

It's not a matter of the so-called skull, but the tribes of the steppe will definitely take this opportunity to fight a battle, to unite people's hearts or unify the steppe tribes within a radius of hundreds of miles, hatred will make them put aside some differences for a while, and it will also allow those who are ambitious to take advantage of this opportunity to establish prestige.

The ecology of the grassland is very fragile, Chen Jian and Bai Ma went around the grassland, killing hundreds of people, and slaughtering a bunch of sheep, but compared to the vast grassland, this is not enough.

Because they don't plant, they live in scattered places, and because they are scattered, it is impossible to kill them all at once.

Most of the killings were women, old people and children, and not many sturdy men, and the village that the white horse attacked was only a part of the large tribe of the grassland, not all of them, for example, Luoxing took refuge in the eldest son of the leader, the younger son stayed in the original village, and the rest of the sons were scattered to the rest of the place, and only gathered together at certain times of the year.

Whether it was to give an explanation to the clansmen, or to establish authority or to weaken those disobedient tribes, this battle might really start, and Jian Chen could only prepare in advance.

The foundation of the city is too thin, and any time is precious, so if you cultivate more land before the snow falls in winter, you will be able to harvest more food next year.

Even if we do not consider the problem of reclaiming the land now, in fact, the grain of the various tribes will not be enough to last until next year's new wheat harvest.

The wheat harvested was not much, planted in the ground nearly 180,000 catties, ate a part, and because the first time I ate the official staple food, I ate more, at this time the snow has not fallen, and the wheat of the various tribes together is left with 140,000 catties and more than 100,000 catties of peas; In addition to supporting the new army, the beans must be left as seeds.

There are more than 80,000 catties of corn, more than 90,000 catties of wheat, 140,000 catties of peas, more than 700 sheep, and two warehouses of stinky dried fish, and more than half of the corn is still in other cities and has not been brought back.

Even if all the public property and the private property of the various tribes were transferred together, and the strict rationing system was implemented, it would only last four months.

Living within one's means and finding a way to count every grain to survive the green and yellow spring is a necessary skill for most housekeeper women in thousands of years in previous lives.

But at this time, the leaders of the various tribes were temporarily fascinated by the piled up grain, and did not think about what to do in the spring, anyway, they could survive without so much grain before.

Chen Jian's original plan was to exchange bronze tools for corn, and use some of the techniques he mastered to make some tools that were needed by the Acropolis of Echeng and that they could not produce in exchange for grain, so as to last until the apricot yellow wheat was harvested; Even if we don't change it, concentrating our labor on clogging the river forks and digging ice from the ponds to catch fish will be enough to survive the winter, and everything will be settled by the time the wheat harvest next year.

He thought that the number of tribes on the grassland was small, but when the two messengers came back, he realized that those tribes on the grassland were far more numerous than he thought.

One possibility is to be burned and killed so many people, temporarily silent to recuperate from the wounds; Another possibility is mad revenge. Even if the latter is only a possibility, it is necessary to prepare in advance.

If you fight a war, you will have to pay for food, and you will affect the production of cities and towns.

The same 100 people, if they don't fight, can fish, open land, and change handicrafts. To put it simply, if you catch fish for three days, how can you catch a hundred and ten catties, you can eat for a month, and save a month's food; And when they are requisitioned to prepare for war, not only can they not fish, but they also have to consume food.

If there is going to be a war, the people of the Acropolis will definitely know that at this time, they will definitely not exchange it for their own food, and even if they do, the exchange price will be very low. Food is the guarantee of the city and the state, and at no time should you put your food in the illusion that you can buy or exchange it from others at any time.

In addition to grain, the birch poles and various materials that can be used to make feather arrows were harvested in the autumn of this year, adding up to more than 20,000 feather arrows; The smelter of copper is like this, and the smelting of weapons cannot prepare agricultural tools; Except for the new army, the rest of the people cannot reclaim the land if they want to fight......

Fighting a war a year is already the limit that Xia Cheng can bear for the time being, without him, the family background is too thin, the basic population is too small, and the productivity is too low.

In the past era of gathering and hunting, the clansmen were equal to soldiers, and the maintenance cost was basically zero, but the same battle was similar to that of a child, and a battle lasted at most three or five days; In today's settled agricultural era, the clansmen are soldiers and producers, and the consumption is huge, but there are also ways to fight wars that can be exchanged for amazing victories, and can also rely on logistics to survive for months.

Xia Cheng is very beautiful in the eyes of the people of the Acropolis of Echeng, but it is actually a golden jade that is ruined on the outside, and the background is too far from those tribes that have already begun to plant.

Chen Jian summed up the family background of the city, the people in the hall were the management of the city, they may not have thought about the relationship between war and food before, nor did they think that logistics is the first thing to consider in the future war. It's time for them to know, to make them think, that fighting a war is not about lining up and charging.

He reasoned with numbers, and told this group of people how to transform from tribal thinking to the mental process of city managers for a long time, and regardless of whether they understood it or not, they made various plans for winter overnight.

The door to the council hall was closed, and the people outside didn't know what was going on inside, but they just looked at the light shining through the grass window of the council hall, guessing what was going on.

When the door was opened again, it was the middle of the night, and the people who came out of it had solemn faces.

Early the next morning, the various officials and chieftains of the city began to get busy and began to assign personal tasks, and the whole city was like a barracks, down to what everyone needed to do, and the advantages of the bureaucracy showed an overwhelming advantage within the framework of the small town.

The women of the city stopped spinning and weaving, and all the young women were given five arrows and feathers, and thirty men were given a pot in which the maw was boiled, and the feathered arrows were glued; Each woman had to fry a large amount of dried peas and wheat flour in small clay pots, and sew simple bags of dry food.

The men used guillotines to pile hay, and the copper furnace suspended the forging of agricultural tools and made all kinds of weapons.

All the people who reclaimed the land were suspended, and the fishermen and hunters took them to block the forks of the rivers, fish and smoke in the already biting cold water, dig autumn lotus roots, and pick pine nuts for hunting.

All those captured were to be given to the public and distributed by the cities. This was the first time that a wartime system had been implemented in the castle, but due to the legacy of the tribal era, the resistance was not strong.

According to the amount calculated by Chen Jian, the food in each tribe's daily meal gradually decreased, and instead mixed with a large number of crushed fish, grass seeds, acorns and the like, Chen Jian did not come forward directly, but just told the leaders the time that the food of each tribe could support, and let them choose for themselves.

Tens of thousands of catties of grain were transported to Yangguan, and the 300 people who were requisitioned also put down their farm work and went to Yangguan to build city walls and towers.

The people of the city, who were still talking about the story of the steppe the day before, no longer talk about yesterday's story today, and everyone knows that this is probably going to be a war.

The people who lived in Xia City knew that there might be a war, especially a few days later, when news came that a scout had encountered the scouts of the grassland tribe north of Yangguan.

The drums of war in the city sounded, and a new round of conscription began.

The 160 new troops had not yet formed too strong combat effectiveness, and the people brought back by the white horse had learned to ride horses.

Chen Jian requisitioned another 300 people, plus the 80 people stationed in Yangguan Gui Acorn, a total of 640 people concentrated in Yangguan.

There was enough population left in the city, and with the excavated city walls, it was impossible to knock it down without a few thousand people, but the normal production of the city basically stopped, and these people who were recruited were light and able-bodied laborers.

There were not only Xia Cheng people in Xia Cheng, but also two hostages from Echeng and dozens of people following them, and they naturally noticed Xia Cheng's movements.

The two brothers did not live together, but separated from each other in two houses far apart, and after knowing that Xia Cheng might be at war, the two brothers called the most trusted clansmen around them and asked them to bring news to their father.

The son of the number nine, E-Lu, walked around the room, and the messenger listened carefully to every word he said to make sure he could not be mistaken.

"You told your father that Xia Cheng might be going to war again, and I am going to take someone to follow Ji Xia to the battlefield. I want to see how the people of Xia City fight, we haven't fought with them, maybe we can see something. Please rest assured father, I will not cower on the battlefield, and I will not shame my surname. ”

In the other room, E's younger brother was talking to his people.

"You told your father that Xia Cheng may be going to war, and it may take a long time. I miss my mom and I miss home, when can I go back? In addition, the people of Xia Cheng brought back a lot of good furs from the steppe, and some people wore them, and I didn't. It's cold, and if I can't go back in winter, ask my mother to prepare me two of the best fox skins. ”

Keeping in mind the brothers' words, the two envoys returned to Echeng by boat, and Echeng and Xia Cheng could travel freely, and no one could stop them.

After listening to the relays of the two sons, E Yue laughed to herself, and she didn't know what she thought, so she shook her head.

The two messengers went back with Eyu's words.

There were only two words to the words: "Very good." ”

The other took over a few of the best furs and didn't say a word back.

Those in power in the city have also gathered together to discuss how to deal with this matter.

"We also need to prepare food and weapons in advance."

"What, are you going to fight Summer City? My son is still working there as a proton. Eyue's second wife said a little impatiently, before the envoy left yesterday, she selected the best furs for her son to send, and told Eyue that now that Echeng is not at war, she can send Yu Qian'er back in exchange for her son. However, Eyue did not agree, and even looked at the furs with some irritation.

E Yue turned around and asked, "What is the result of the divination?" ”

"Khit."

Only then did he say: "Prepare in advance, not to fight Xia City." How could Xia Cheng be so easy to defeat? They weren't the tribes of the mountains and forests. If they don't go well in the war, they may beg me to send troops, their tribe has a lot of good things, when they fight to the point that they can't hold on, we will send troops, and in the future, Xia Cheng can only rely on us, and take Feng'e City as a brother. ”

"There are a lot of people in Xia City, if we sneak attack and break the oath, the people of Xia City will hate us for the rest of our lives. But if we send troops to help when they are about to fail, Xia Cheng will be grateful for whatever we want. ”

He smiled and sighed, "Actually, the best result is...... Ji Xia died in battle, Xia City was besieged, and we sent troops, in that case, the population of our city would be equivalent to a few thousand more at once, and the Acropolis would not be an opponent in a few years, and it could even return to Dahe. ”

However, this is only a fantasy, and judging from the results of the number nine divination, it seems unlikely.

Slaves and countrymen are different, Xia Cheng and they speak the same words, they have basically similar habits, once the leader is killed in battle and the siege of Echeng is lifted, then the two cities are equivalent to becoming one, and the people of Xia City will not hate them, and it will not be long before they will be integrated.

In the past, Eyue didn't want to get involved in the disputes of the tribes in the lower reaches of the river, because the strength of his own tribe was insufficient, but if it was as he imagined, of course he would return to his homeland, who wouldn't want to be the next Hua?

At this moment, Eyue was looking forward to the fact that those grassland tribes that she had never met were very strong, but not so strong that she still had the strength to fight herself after fighting Xia Cheng.

The best situation is that Xia Cheng and the grassland are two hungry wolves, fighting to the end and losing both.

He knew very little about the grasslands, and everything was guesswork.

In the same way, the grassland knew nothing about the existence of Echeng, and it was not even clear how many people there were in Xia City, even though the upstart of the grassland tribe, Luoxing, had fought with these people before.

Hatred drove the small settlements of the steppe around the large settlements, and after the oath of the sacred mountain, the adult men rode horses and armed themselves to drive the flocks of sheep, and the most powerful tribes of the followers wanted to reclaim the blood debt.

In addition to hatred, Falling Star depicts a world full of food, dripping with honey and milk, and weapons that are harder and sharper than stone.

When approaching the mountain forest, the expedition stopped, and the falling star pushed out the seven men captured in the battle a few days ago, cut down seven large trees and buried them in the ground, and the seven dying captives were nailed to the trees alive with wooden wedges.

Seven captives had stones in their mouths, and they were not allowed to bite their tongues to kill themselves, nor were they allowed to cry out.

The heads of those who had not been captured had long since been cut off and distributed among the leaders of the expedition, and with fresh skulls and blood flowing from wooden wedges, the leaders drank a cup and vowed to kill them all.

They even selected two of the thickest trees and buried them here in advance.

One was reserved for the white horse who went out to the grassland to kill people everywhere, and the other was reserved for Chen Jian. (To be continued.) )