At the same time that the Wei army moved to Anyi, it was also to transport the grain depots stored in each city to the ten cities of Anyi, and the lord of Wei was really ruthless, ready to defend the ten cities with Anyi and Kyoto, and fight a real protracted war with Qin and Zhao.

He can't say he's wrong to think this way, but at least it's not comprehensive.

At present, the Wei State is indeed not the opponent of the armies of Qin and Zhao, but it is undoubtedly self-defeating to abandon more than two-thirds of the territory so hastily and concentrate the resources of a country in the last fortress.

Perhaps what the lord of Wei had in mind was that when the armies of Qin and Zhao could not capture the ten cities of Anyi for a long time, they would collect their troops and return home.

But in fact, this is really the case, they are now left with empty cities, even if they can take away the food and supplies of the whole city, but a large amount of land is still kept there.

If you plan to consume for a long time, can't people move into the city and start over?

In fact, it is much better than starting over, the ready-made cities can be used by them, and even the fields have been reclaimed a long time ago, as long as the farmers are allowed to sow seeds in the spring of the next year, there will naturally be a steady supply of food and output.

In addition, the space of the ten cities is limited, and the mountains are predominant, there are not many places that can be cultivated, before the war, Anyi's food was supplied by the cities, and now not only the original residents of Anyi have to eat, but also the millions of Wei people from dozens of other cities who have been forcibly relocated together.

The lord of Wei thought that he would not let his own people become soldiers or prisoners of the enemy country, but he never thought that these people would end up dragging the entire Wei country alive.

Xiang Ming had previously laughed and said that the lord of Wei was mad, and he was frightened by the iron hooves of Qin and lost his mind.

The fact that the flow of immigrants would erupt into chaos was something that Xiang Ming had decided early on, and in fact many people thought so at the time.

At the beginning, the Wei army was more than the common people, so it was natural to be forcibly suppressed by force, but as the towns were constantly retracted, there would be more and more people who were displaced and forcibly relocated, and the mood of resistance would become stronger and stronger.

Meng Juntong is practicing swords with Bai Yu, and he naturally won't hide his swordsmanship from Bai Yu Meng Juntong, but Bai Yu is new to martial arts, and he still has to start from the basics.

Every day from dawn, Bai Yu is holding a sword and standing a stake to welcome the beginning of the sun.

Standing a pile is the basic skill of swordsmanship, the cultivation is a fixed word, the way of the sword is fast, but more stable, and the pile holding qi, the cultivation is a stability, in order to make the sword at will, pointing where to stab.

Bai Yu's patience was much better than Meng Juntong imagined, when she first practiced swordsmanship in Shaohua City, she would desert after an hour at most.

When he was a child, he was a jumpy character, and when he heard the sound of friends running around outside the house, Meng Juntong's heart couldn't settle down.

Holding a sword and standing on a stake is also swaying, and his heart is uncertain, how can his hand be stable.

Every now and then, his father would gently tap the ground with his teaching stick, and his father, who had always been good at talking, could not tolerate her Meng Juntong in the slightest sloppiness in this sword practice.

Bai Yu did a good job in this regard, no matter what the noise outside was, as long as she picked up the sword and started to stake and breathe according to the way Meng Juntong said, it was as if she was cut off from everything outside her body, and she had no distractions, and focused all her attention on her breathing.

When the grain depot caught fire, the entire group of immigrants was boiling.

Everyone rushed in that direction, where the food had been swept away from their cities and their homes, and on which so many people who had been uprooted depended on three meals a day.

If it is really the grain depot that burns down, then tens of thousands of people here are now facing the risk of starvation, and there are many things that are most feared in the troubled times, but this is the first thing to bear the brunt of hunger.

Real hunger can make people crazy and demented, and if they are extremely hungry, it may not be impossible to kill people and eat meat.

The people take food as the sky, I'm afraid that's what they say.

The world is big, and what truth can be greater than having food to eat.

Meng Juntong looked at the billowing black smoke rising in the sky from a distance, and his expression was a little stunned.

Xiang Ming didn't know where to get out, and he was carrying a burden in his hand: "It's here, let's go." ”

Meng Juntong frowned, and stretched out his hand to point in the direction where the smoke was billowing out: "That has something to do with you?"

Xiang Ming shrunk his neck, a little like a thief, and only after a long time did he speak: "If you want to say it's related, it doesn't really matter, if you want to say it's not my business, it seems to have played a little role." ”

Meng Juntong's voice suddenly became much colder: "Do you know that many people will die." ”

Xiang Ming no longer joked and said with a straight face: "If you don't do this, more people will die." ”

Meng Juntong didn't know how to refute for a while.

"The problem is already there, and it's going to get worse. Xiang Ming took a step closer to Meng Juntong and said in a low voice, "Do you know what the result is after these tens of thousands of homeless people enter the Ten Cities of Anyi?"

Of course Meng Juntong didn't know.

Xiang Ming's eyes shrank inward slightly: "The lord of the Wei State has realized the mistake of clearing the wilderness this time, and he also understands that the small ten cities of Anyi can't support these millions of displaced people at all, so ......" Xiang Ming stopped when he said this.

Meng Juntong raised his head: "So what!"

"Therefore, these exiles will eventually be led to the armies of Qin and Zhao. ”

Meng Juntong was stunned: "I want to borrow the enemy's hand to kill these homeless people." ”

Xiang Ming nodded: "According to the information we have received, another group of more than 50,000 displaced people, in the direction of the north, has already collided with the army of Zhao State. ”

"What's the result?" When he asked this question, Meng Juntong regretted it a little, what could the result be, what could the result be for those unarmed and displaced people, in the face of ironclad and brave soldiers.

Xiang Ming also seemed to see Meng Juntong's emotions and did not explain the result.

"Therefore, instead of letting this group of people huddle together to hit the iron cavalry formation of the Qin State, it is better to make a big fuss here, and then scatter as birds and beasts, as long as the army of any country is not mad, no one will chase the scattered homeless people to kill. ”

"Why did Wei do this! Aren't these their people?" Meng Juntong said angrily.

Xiang Ming sighed: "The demise of a country is not unreasonable. ”