Here, seeing the two Qu Shuai rushing over with many partial generals, Guan Yu's face turned and he immediately drove the tiger to meet him.

When the enemy met, he was very red-eyed, and today was the time for him to slash Cheng Yuanzhi!

And Wen Hao and the others continued to slash and kill the longbowmen.

These longbowmen have strong long-range attacks, but once they are close to them, they are undoubtedly equivalent to losing all their combat power.

As for the three hundred heavy cavalry, because of the harassment of the longbowmen, they continued to turn on the slaughter mode, and no one could stop them.

In a short period of time, the army of 30,000 yellow turbans was in a mess, and it had long lost its previous momentum.

However, just when the blood of the killing here was flowing like a river, on the side of Crouching Tiger Pass, Liu Bowen frowned.

I saw that many people knelt in front of him, with a look of relatives on their faces, obviously crying just now.

After a long time, Liu Bowen spoke, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you an answer within ten days!"

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

The people hurriedly kowtowed, and then retreated with joy on their faces.

"Sir, our inventory is almost at the bottom...."

It wasn't until the people completely retreated that Dian Wei on the side said quite solemnly.

For these people had come to ask for salt and food.

Because there is still some grain from the stock that was transported from Qi County before,

If you hold on for a while, Crouching Tiger Pass's own new grain will also be harvested, and there will be a solution when the time comes.

In the coming year, if all these people are put into production, the food of the Crouching Tiger Land will be continuously supplied.

Only this salt is now a big problem.

In the Han Dynasty, salt was an official thing, and each state, county, and county had quotas.

However, since Qixian County was occupied by the Yellow Turban bandits, the imperial court completely cut off the salt supply of Qixian County.

The people now eat all the stocks they have saved up before, and they will definitely not be enough after a long time.

Don't look at salt is usually inconspicuous, but if you don't eat it, your body will have big problems.

Therefore, these people who entered the customs came to beg Liu Bowen to distribute some salt to them.

But the crux of the problem is that the salt in Crouching Tiger Pass is also about to bottom out.

Many of the ones used now are brought back from Qixian County.

Even though Liu Bowen has the talent to go through the heavens and latitudes, it is equivalent to a good daughter-in-law who has no rice without salt, and he cannot give birth to salt out of thin air.

"No way, the problem of salt will have to be solved sooner or later, not only us, but many princes will face this problem in the end!"

Liu Bowen seems to have expected this for a long time.

When he was in the Ming and Zhu Dynasty, he was the salt field that the emperor took the lead in control, and finally laid a huge foundation.

"Sir, all the official salt is now in Linhai County, Yangzhou, and the secret recipe for salt making is in the hands of the Liu family of the royal family, where are we going to get salt?"

Dian Wei shook his head slightly.

In Dahan, it is not a secret where salt is produced and how much it is produced, the only thing that can be called a secret is the secret art of salt production.

"At present, we can only wait for the lord to come back and then discuss slowly, for the sake of today, either buy or borrow!

Liu Bowen exhaled deeply.

If this matter is placed in the Ming and Zhu Dynasty, he has countless solutions,

But he is not very familiar with the Han Dynasty, and he also has a disgraceful identity.

Hearing that Liu Bowen had no good way, Dian Wei was silent.

If there is really no salt in the back, let alone the people, even the combat power of those small soldiers may be difficult to maintain.

Just when the Crouching Tiger Pass side began to worry about the salt matter, the other princes also slowly discovered this problem.

Because in the recent period, the salt supply given by the imperial court is obviously less than before.

"What does this court want to do? Why is the salt supply less than the last? Is it trying to use this as a blackmail?"

Some princes frowned, but they didn't dare to explain, so they could only accept the status quo for the time being.

After all, they are still officials of the Han Dynasty and have positions.

As everyone knows, in the capital at this moment, in the imperial palace, in a secret hall, the seriously ill Emperor Han Ling is lying weakly on the bed.

In front of him was a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old, and next to him stood Zhang Rang and others.

"Jie'er, it's not good to be a father, and the country of the Han Dynasty will depend on you in the future...."On the bed, Emperor Han Ling spoke very weakly.

"Father, I ..... father will be able to overcome the disease and ...... again"

The young man opened his mouth with a worried face,

This young man is none other than Liu Bian, the son of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.

"Okay, don't say more, the body of the father is the father is very clear..... I called you here to explain some things to you....cough ..... cough cough cough!"

"Father's ......"

Liu Wei couldn't cry. He also seemed to know that his father's body might not last much longer.

"Jie'er, after you succeed to the throne, you must listen to them..... they are the Baolong clan....they will definitely not harm the ..... of our royal family"

On the bed, Emperor Han Ling pointed to Zhang Rang and others on the side to speak.

"Yes, Father!" replied respectfully.

"In addition, your two uncles, He Jin and He Miao, are extremely ambitious, you must beware, now your mother is gradually falling to the He family, but don't forget, the world is the ..... of my Liu family" Speaking of He Jin and He Miao, Emperor Han Ling's tone became extremely urgent.

"Father, don't worry, the surname will always be Liu in this world!"

Liu Bian nodded heavily, although he was young, he also knew what his two uncles did in the court.

"By the way, Jie'er, you come over ..... cough cough cough ......"

After telling other things, Emperor Han Ling cheered up.

When Liu Wei heard this, he hurriedly possessed himself and came over.

After a moment of whispering, Liu Yan slowly lay down again.

"Remember?"

"Remember, Father!"

"Come, whisper to Father again!"

It wasn't until Liu Bian whispered again that Liu Bian's face showed a hint of relief.

"Jie'er, the only thing my father can leave for you is this secret art of salt making, and the salt makers on the other side of the Dahan Salt Farm have all been killed by ..... father, so....the whole Dahan....The most precious thing is ..... in... Ahem, ahem......... in your hand"

Liu Bian said that in the end, it became more and more difficult.

At this time, the eunuch Zhang Rang's eyes quietly flashed a gleam, and at the same time, he glanced at Emperor Han Ling on the sickbed without a trace.

Emperor Han Ling and Liu Wei were talking at the moment, and they didn't notice Zhang Rang's expression.

"Father, what do I want for this secret technique......

"After all, Liu Bian is still a teenager, and when he just wanted to say that this secret technique was useless, and it was impossible for him to be a salt maker, he was stopped by Emperor Han Ling.

"Bian'er, this thing is much more useful than those humerus ministers, with it, someone will support you, don't look at those princes who are ambitious now, when the time comes, there will be no salt, and I have to beg you in the end....."

Emperor Han Ling has been an emperor for twenty years, and he still knows a little about the art of emperors.