Chapter Fifty-Eight: Wolf Breeding Plan!
After thinking to no avail, Wen Hao called the system to see if he could let the system solve the food problem.
In the end, the system clearly told him that there was no solution, and in the end he could only rely on himself.
"Big brother, do you want to go to Qixian County to rob some grain!"
In the stone house, Dian Wei and Guan Yu are also there.
Dian Wei is a violent temper, and if he doesn't agree, he will rob him.
"Dian Wei, why are you so rude, do you think the eldest brother is such a person!"
Here, Guan Yu glanced at Dian Wei's words with disdain.
But then Guan Yu's words almost didn't make Wen Hao squirt out a mouthful of old blood,
"Big brother, we won't rob it, but we can borrow it, the county magistrate of Naqi County knows me......"
Guan Yunchang obviously escaped from Hedong, how could he know the county magistrate of Qixian County, didn't he still mean the same thing as Dian Wei!
"Big brother, now the grain can only last for ten days, and it will take three or two months for the new grain to mature....."
Dian Wei saw that Guan Yu and him were the same thing, and he was excited and began to gear up.
Seeing the opinions given by the two fierce generals, Wen Hao shook his head with a wry smile.
Borrowing food is only a temporary measure, and what is lacking in the land of Crouching Tiger now is a long-term source of food.
At this time, there are only more than 200 people in the pass, so what if you summon some more people to reach 2,000?
What about 20,000?
In the past, the yellow turban caused damage to most of the fertile land in Qixian County, and now the people are still eating old grain, and the crisis has not broken out.
Once the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, there is no new grain, and the old grain is eaten.
At that time, the grain will fall into an unprecedented crisis, not to mention Qixian County, and even the entire Chenliu County will also be short of food.
Although the internal affairs army has recently opened up some fertile land, it is now the height of summer and is no longer suitable for planting.....
Headache! Wen Hao pinched his eyebrows.
"By the way, have those wild asses and those sweaty and bloody horses reappeared recently?" After a moment, something suddenly occurred to him.
"What big brother, you're not going to eat those sweaty BMWs...... are you?"
Hearing this, Guan Yu and Dian Wei's eyes widened suddenly.
Their eldest brother doesn't want to satisfy his hunger with sweat and blood, this is too extravagant.....
"What are you sweating and bloody, I'll ask them if they have been moving recently?" Wen Hao was choked on.
He just wanted to ask about the situation.
"Recently, I can only hear a slight movement on the edge of the corn field, and even the wild boar has not appeared, so it is estimated that it will take a while to .....be frightened last time."
Speaking of this kind of thing, Dian Wei and Guan Yu's expressions also straightened.
To tell the truth, they are even more attentive than Wen Hao, after all, it is the dream of every military general to have a bloody BMW.
Even if they now have a white tiger that is more powerful than a sweaty BMW, if they go out to run errands, they can't always ride a white tiger, right?
"Well, you two keep an eye on it, I'll figure out a way to deal with the food!"
Wen Hao waved his hand, signaling that the two could go down.
These two people are not suitable for Wenchen to do, and it is not of much use to stay.
And he still doesn't believe it, and can't think of a long-term solution to the problem of food.
As everyone knows, when Wen Hao encountered a thorny problem and couldn't solve it,
At the gate of Chenliu County, Zhang Miao and more than a dozen staff members watched a thousand-strong team slowly leave Chenliu.
"King Chen Liujun is gone, the next thing is to see our plan, it's done! In the future, Chen Liujun will be ours, defeated! This place is the He family!"
Zhang Miao spoke in a deep voice.
Sending Chen Liuwang away is already a last resort, if he can, he really wants to keep Chen Liuwang by his side,
It's a trump card.
Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was ill and weak, and he might return to the West one day.
Now that the crown prince has not been established, in addition to Liu Bian, the son of Empress He, who can inherit the unification, it is Liu Xie, the king of Chen Liu.
This He Jin and He Miao are Liu Bian's own uncles, and they entered Qi County this time to expand their territory, and secondly, to pull out King Chen Liu.
As long as King Chen Liuwang dies, the world will be Liu Bian's, and the He family will control the entire Han Dynasty at that time....
"My lord, as long as we follow our plan, that city slaughtering team will definitely fight with He Miao, and it will be enough for the He family to eat a pot at that time!"
Seeing that Zhang Miao was worried, a staff member sent a sycophant in time.
"I hope so, but this city slaughtering team is not a good thing, there is news from Zhang Yong's side, the team we sent to build the pass has been slaughtered!"
"What? More than 1,000 people who have built the pass have already been ......," and when they heard this, the staff members were stunned on the spot.
"So, it's okay to raise a wolf, but don't raise him too fat, lest you hurt yourself when you get it!"
Zhang Miao looked at the staff and sighed for no reason.
After that night, they thought of a wolf breeding plan for He Miao.
That is, all the grain in the grain depot in Qixian County was quietly transported to the Crouching Tiger Mountains.
At that time, once He Miao led his men and horses to station, he found that there was no surplus food in the county, and he would definitely look around.
If they release the news again that the people in the Land of Crouching Tiger have robbed the grain, there will definitely be a big war between the two sides.
In this way, they can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and finally reap the benefits of the fisherman.
For this plan, Zhang Miao was still a little hesitant.
There was not much food in the troubled times of the Yellow Turbans. He also counted on the fact that Qi County would never receive it this year, and even the famous city slaughtering team might not be able to survive.
But the words of one of the staff members finally reminded him,
"What if the city slaughtering team comes to Chen Liu to grab food? Who is in the way?"
Zhang Miao thought about it too, so he had this wolf breeding plan.
"By the way, where did He Miao go?"
Zhang Miao turned around, and more than 1,000 city-building teams died, which also shows the ferocity of this "wolf".
If he could, he really hoped that He Miao would be able to fight with the city slaughtering team as soon as he came.
"Lord Hui, He Miao's team will enter the territory of Qi County in five days!"
One of the staff members spoke. In terms of intelligence, Zhang Miao still did a very good job.
"Five days later, good! Very good! Immediately inform Zhang Yong to transport the grain to the Crouching Tiger Mountain Range, and our people will immediately withdraw from the territory of Qixian County!"
"Yes, sir!"
Zhang Miao can still have two brushes in one county, otherwise he would not be able to become Yuan Shao's henchman.
"By the way, take a walk out of the news, and add one more, just say that there is a peerless beauty who has also been caught in the Crouching Tiger Mountains!"
Before leaving, Zhang Miao added.
When he said the words peerless beauty, he subconsciously gritted his teeth,
"Cai Wenji, Cai Yong's daughter, hum, I don't believe that I can't get you!"
"My lord, I'll arrange it!" one of the staff members stepped forward again.
Just when Chen Liu's side had already made some moves, the county seat of Qixian County was as calm as ever because he did not receive the news.
But at this time, a polite man came to the restaurant where Zhao Yun lived.
He was followed by two scholars, who carried a lot of books behind him.
"It should be this inn! Zilong sincerely invited me, presumably the master behind the city slaughtering team is definitely worth following..."
Looking around, the scribe stepped into the inn.