Ling Jingyang has no habit of snatching other people's things, but Lao Mantou and Li Rufeng are eager to try, but robbing big households is their old business, and they are handy to do it.

Li Rufeng proposed that the army was resting, and he could use this time to rob the big households, he was the same as Ling Jingyang, he was the general sentinel, and he was subordinate to the rear battalion, but in this military operation, he was temporarily assigned to the middle camp and accepted the leadership of Ling Jingyang.

He represented the voice of half of the soldiers of the Dashun Army, and it was difficult for him to refute Jingyang, because he saw that Zhu Youzhen and Wang Chengen were also eager to try, and Zhang Luofu also followed blindly to coax, and at this time, forcibly preventing his subordinates from grabbing big households, wouldn't it be a departure from his subordinates?

Ling Jingyang acquiesced to Li Rufeng and others, Li Rufeng hurriedly gathered his subordinates, and in order to expand his momentum, he brought more than 200 miscellaneous soldiers with him and went to the villages near Lixian County to kill.

Li Rufeng's thoughts are very plump, but the reality is very skinny, the villages near Lixian County have long been empty, and a team of more than 200 people ran around Lixian County, but did not find a living person.

Everyone ran hungry for a long time, without harvest, and they were about to leave for the capital, and there was no food and grass on the way, wouldn't they starve to death?

Ling Jingyang has never experienced the feeling of being hungry in his life, Zhu Youzhen has not experienced being hungry, and he is not as hungry as Li Rufeng, Dong Daqi and others are about to die, and they are about to go crazy.

The old steamed bun kept muttering on the road, he thought that there were no villages near Lixian, there must be other places, Dong Daqi used to be a monk, he had been chanting the scriptures for many years, and he had heard people chanting the scriptures for many years, and he was not angry and said to the old steamed buns: "Old steamed buns, can you save some effort?" I am more familiar with this Beizhili than you, there is no one near Lixian, and there is no one in other counties. ”

The old steamed bun doesn't believe in evil, and Ling Jingyang said: "I don't believe it, this Lixian County is a Ming army disaster, and there may be big households in other places, let's go to Zhending Mansion to have a look?" ”

Dong Daqi is a living map of Beizhili, and said to the old steamed bun at the moment: "No, go to Zhending Mansion here, it will take at least three days to go back and forth, and when we come back, the army will already go back, if you can't find us, go back and say that we are deserters, can you afford to lose this person?" ”

The old steamed bun was speechless, he was hungry and afraid, the kind of days when there was no half grain of rice in his stomach and no drop of oil, he didn't want to come again, not only him, but many people in the team couldn't survive, so they were forced to fight with the Ming Dynasty, and there was no food, just like asking them to die.

Many people began to become a little impatient, seeing that the army's heart was unstable, Ling Jingyang touched his head, pondered and pondered, Zhu Youzhen closed his eyes on one side to recuperate, obviously hungry and didn't want to speak.

It was Zhang Luofu, who was afraid that the emperor would be hungry, so he came to Ling Jingyang and said softly: "Mr. Sentinel, I know where there is grain and grass. ”

It turns out that there is a secret grain depot in Baoding City, which is the military and people of Baoding City who swore not to surrender to the death, and fought a protracted war with the Dashun army, and specially excavated an underground grain depot in the city, which stored a thousand stones of brown rice.

When Ling Jingyang heard this, there was still so much grain, a thousand stones of brown rice, which was more than 900,000 kilograms of grain and grass, but Zhang Luofu also told Ling Jingyang that these grains and grasses were scattered in various cellars in the city, and after Baoding City was breached, he was not sure whether these grain depots would be discovered by Liu Fangliang, and if they were found by the Dashun army, these grains and grasses would definitely be taken away.

Zhu Youzhen's stomach is getting more and more, and he really can't listen to everyone's words from you, and I say with contempt: "I said that you are all stupid melons, as long as you have silver, will there be no grain and grass?" ”

I don't know why, the old steamed bun is unhappy to see Zhu Youzhen's dead face, he is an old qualification in the Dashun Army, with the attitude of veterans training recruits, he said to Zhu Youzhen seriously: "You dead face, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk?" ”

Wang Chengen and Zhang Luofu stared wide-eyed, this old steamed bun with an old face was rebellious, and he actually insulted His Majesty's dead face, which was really a crime of bullying the king, Zhang Luofu almost pulled out his waist knife and beheaded the old steamed bun under the knife.

Ling Jingyang's eyes flashed, Zhang Luofu suddenly lost his momentum, Wang Chenen also quickly lowered his head, pretending not to hear anything, and let the old steamed bun continue to reprimand Zhu Youzhen.

"Even if you have silver, you can't buy food, this god is either a big drought or a big cold, do you know, how many places have not harvested over the years, if there is no food, we will not risk killing the head and beating the Ming Dynasty alive."

Zhu Youzhen didn't speak, of course he knew that the people couldn't survive, so he would rise up and overthrow his rule, the more the old steamed bun talked, the more angry he became, as a scholar in the previous dynasty, he had too much resentment, and he vented it today.

Ling Jingyang stopped him in time and let him stay where he was cool, and he and Zhang Luofu said, "How many cellars are there in the city?" ”

Zhang Luofu replied to him, there are twenty cellars, each cellar has more or less grain and grass, some more, some less, Ling Jingyang thought about it, the left battalion has been withdrawn to the capital, there must be defenders in Baoding City, maybe there are not many people, but the defenders will not let them go into the city to dig grain and grass because they are friendly troops.

The group did not fight the autumn wind, one by one hungry, found a forest, more than 200 ordinary people wearing armor, listless napping in the woods, from a distance, like a straggler.

Ling Jingyang did not force these miscellaneous soldiers to maintain the proper temperament of the army like real soldiers, but just let five soldiers go to the forest to sentry.

It was also the first time he had led a team, and the number of this motley army was the same as that of the reinforced company, but in his eyes, he saw more than two hundred mouths, waiting for him to feed.

Ling Jingyang asked the old steamed bun how much grain and grass he still had, the old steamed bun took two baskets from a horse, and there were more than 400 steamed buns in it, Ling Jingyang looked at Leng Bangbang steamed bun in a daze, after eating these steamed buns, the team was about to disperse.

He looked at the horses again, and if he was really hungry, he would kill the horses, but if he killed the war horses, how could he go to the capital?

Li Rufeng suggested to him that the miscellaneous soldiers should be disbanded, these miscellaneous soldiers were not soldiers in the first place, and they could not improve their combat effectiveness, but would consume grain and grass, so let the soldiers of the pioneer battalion bring the remaining steamed buns, and at the speed of cavalry, they could barely withdraw to the capital, as long as they arrived in the capital, they did not have to worry about being hungry.

This idea is very good, and everyone else agrees with it, but Ling Jingyang does not agree with it, and Zhu Youzhen does not agree with it, what is the difference between throwing the people here and starving them to death?

Everyone was disagreeing, and suddenly a soldier outside the woods hurriedly ran back and said in a panic: "Sentry, there is an enemy. ”

Ling Jingyang hurriedly led his subordinates to a high ground in the woods, and when he looked up, an army with more than half of the armor rate was rushing towards the woods where they were at trot speed.