Year 184, August.
Yang Yu, the general of the North, left Luoyang.
He had brought a lot of things with him. There were sweet potato seeds that were tightly wrapped, and the blueprints of the curved shaft plow that were placed in a treasure box.
When he arrived at Henan Magistrate, he took his ten thousand infantry, ten thousand black armored cavalry, and ten thousand Jinyiwei with him.
On the way, the system once again issued a mission:
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering a random check-in. Please enter Bingzhou and complete the check-in within three days!”
After entering Bingzhou,
The system sent out another notification.
"Ding! The host has entered Bingzhou. Would you like to sign in immediately?”
"Sign in immediately!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in to Bingzhou. Mission triggered!”
" Mission Details: Defend Yanmen and defend against a Xianbei raid."
"Mission reward:
[Reward 1: Potato seeds x10,000]
[Reward 2: Liquor Distillation Equipment Blueprint x 1]
There were sweet potato seeds first, then potato seeds!
Yang Yu was secretly delighted!
The sweet potato had an excellent taste and was easy to cook.
The potatoes were very filling and were the first choice to fill one's stomach.
And these two had the greatest advantage: High yield!
It was only the year 184. If nothing went wrong, Liu Hong would die in the year 189.
In other words, he still had five years of cultivation time.
With the quality of the system's products,
It shouldn't be a problem for a potato or sweet potato seed to bear ten seeds.
20000 seeds for five years. That meant five zeros had to be added.
A person would need to eat at least two a day to have the strength to move around.
That year, one person would consume nearly 1,000 potatoes or sweet potatoes.
In other words, in an ideal situation, he would not eat these things in the middle.
In the autumn five years later, if the harvest could be carried out normally, Yang Yu could rely on these things to feed a million people for a year.
How many soldiers could a million people support?
According to historical records, Shu Han had less than a million people in the later period, and Zhuge Liang only had 50,000 people in each northern expedition. It could be seen that it was barely feasible for twenty people to supply one soldier.
Of course, the terrain of Yizhou was rugged. If it was in Bingzhou, the situation would be better. However, a million people to support an army of 100,000 should be the limit.
In other words, when the world was in chaos, Yang Yu could feed nearly 100,000 soldiers with these alone.
Compared to Dong Zhuo, this small army was definitely not enough, but compared to the eastern dukes, it was much stronger.
This was because during the Wild Jujube Meeting, the various dukes basically had 10,000 to 20,000 dukes.
"As long as I can survive 189 years, I can get more and more food even if I only keep half of the seeds every year. The more advanced it is, the greater my advantage will be! As long as he controlled it well, the seed would not leak out, and he would keep a low profile so that no one would notice it. This was simply a bug!”
With great joy in his heart, the army arrived at Taiyuan.
Ding Yuan, the provincial governor, personally welcomed Yang Yu and promised to gather grain for him.
However, Ding Yuan was not a simple person.
It wasn't just Yang Yu who felt this way. Even Wang Meng felt the same way."My lord, I feel that this Ding Yuan is the kind of person who is experienced and scheming. His words may not be credible. My lord, you have to be on guard in the future.”
Yang Yu nodded." Anyone who can be the governor of a prefecture has his own strengths. I'll pay attention to him."”
Two days later, while the infantry was still behind, Yang Yu had already led the black-armored cavalry and the Jinyiwei into Yanmen Prefecture.
Yanmen Prefecture ruled Yin Guan, and its location was extremely important. It was the only place the Xianbei people would pass through when entering Bingzhou from the east. It had the same status as Mayi City in the west.
Although the Xianbei people had not completely occupied Yunzhong, Dingxiang, and other counties,
However, in Yunzhong County and Shanwu County, there were large groups of Xianbei people living there. However, the Imperial Court didn't say anything about it, but it was already Xianbei territory.
The leader of the Xianbei people, Bu Dugen, had been eyeing Yanmen Prefecture covetously. In fact, he had a lot of influence in Dingxiang Prefecture and Yunzhong Prefecture. He could send troops from there to cross the Hutuo River and attack Mayi to threaten Yanmen.
After Yang Yu arrived at the Yin Mansion, the county governor came out to welcome him.
"The general is finally here! With you here, I can be free!”
The Prefectural Governor didn't seem to be dissatisfied with being replaced. Instead, he looked as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden. Clearly, the job of the Yanmen Prefectural Governor wasn't easy.
After the two of them checked the official documents, Yang Yu asked Wei Zheng and Wang Meng to check the official documents.
Yang Yu had originally wanted to show the local county magistrates his might, but when he looked around, he did not see a single county magistrate present.
"I say, Prefectural Governor, where are your county magistrates?" Yang Yu asked in surprise. If you leave, you have to call someone to introduce me, right?”
The Prefectural Governor smiled bitterly and hesitated for a moment before dragging Yang Yu to a secluded place.""I know Daren's name and have also read Daren's 'River Is Full of Red', so I know Daren is a true man. Today, I'll speak to Daren from the bottom of my heart.”
He gritted his teeth and continued,"Every county magistrate in this county has a powerful background. For example, Mayi's county magistrate was from the Wang family of Taiyuan, and the other counties were disciples of the Yuan family. There were also a few county magistrates who were disciples of the Yang family of Hongnong. Sigh, they couldn't afford to offend them! My Yanmen Prefecture is located in a remote area, and there are only so many fields that can be planted. Moreover, every year during the autumn harvest, the Hu people will plunder the south. The Imperial Court is poor and unable to provide support. I can only rely on the various noble families to provide money and food. "If they don't come, I can't do anything. I can't afford to offend them, I can't afford to offend them!”
The Prefectural Governor left with a stomach full of bitterness.
Yang Yu thought about it for a while and felt that what the Prefectural Governor said was the same as what the Green Dragon Commander had mentioned in the letter. Therefore, he gradually smiled.
"No wonder Azure Dragon Envoy said that the twelve county magistrates are all arrogant and condescending! So it was the grain that was causing trouble! Indeed, war was about money and food.”
Yang Yu understood the Prefectural Governor's words.
Liu Hong was so poor that he had to sell official positions to earn money. It was a dream to expect him to allocate food to support this place.
The Hu on the grasslands understood the Han's habits and knew that the crops could be harvested in October. Thus, only half of the grain in Yanmen County was harvested each year, and the other half was taken by the Hu.
He thought about his sweet potatoes and the potatoes that he could get soon. These things were few in number in the past few years, and he couldn't count on them. If he wanted to establish a foothold in Yanmen, the food supply would be a problem.
If he relied on the Yang family, Yuan family, or Wang family, he would have to use the people of these big families, and he would have to be a puppet.
In the year 189, each family transferred their own manpower, and Yang Yu could only be a pawn for others.
Therefore, Yang Yu had to find a way to get food and grass, and also to replace his own people in the counties. In these few years, he had to smooth out the hearts of the people in Yanmen!
"Where can I get grain? Without rations, they wouldn't be able to last the first year!”
Yang Yu looked at the vast plains and suddenly, the image of Xianbei people's fat lambs flooded his mind…
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