As Meng Heng expected, the value of grain in Jiang Pengji's heart is far less than the elite she spent a lot of money training.
If the grain is gone, you can plant it again. You can harvest it once a year at most. Who does she want without people?
Give birth to a child and raise the child to the age of war. Can't you do it in seventeen or eighteen years?
Jiang Pengji is also rich. Local grain depots have prepared grain reserves for special periods. It is not a problem to save food and clothing for a year.
If the loss of this food can exchange for their safety, then change it!
She can afford it!
This is the confidence of the rich local tyrant!
No money, no food, only people.
They guessed Jiang Pengji's mind, but they understood it. They were still worried that their Lord guild would anger Meng Heng and others.
Regardless of the process, Meng Heng and others lost Zhonghe County, burned countless good fields, and destroyed millions of autumn grain.
Lord, if you really want to be held accountable, Meng Heng and others are not innocent.
Han Yu turned his head, looked calm, got up and stepped out and said, "great joy, Lord."
Great joy?
Jiang Pengji crossed her chin with her hands, turned her head to him and frowned, "where does congratulations come from? What's there to congratulate?"
The current situation is not bad, but it is not good.
Being forced by the enemy to burn hundreds of miles of fertile fields is not only the enemy's heartache, but also his own blood.
Where does joy come from?
Jiang Pengji has seen too few routines. People who dare to say "great joy" at this time are bound to cheat.
She is not familiar with this routine, but the salted fish in the live broadcasting room is very familiar. Han Yu has just stepped out of the line.
The salted fish sat on the small bench, knocking on the dishes and chopsticks, and Han Yu exposed the mystery.
Han Yu did not live up to their expectations, he said in a deep voice, "Huang song sent troops to attack Hu County for the purpose of autumn food that is about to mature in Hu County. Taking Sanshan Canyon as the boundary, the fire burned countless good fields for several days. Huang song spent countless energy but only one zuohe county. At this time, if Huang song is still determined to attack Sanshan Canyon, what can he get in addition to venting his anger?"
In history, it is not that no one has mobilized the public simply for the sake of "spirit", but that is only a very few, and the end is probably not good.
The battlefield is like a shopping mall. In the early stage, the resources are exhausted to fight. After the war is prosperous, the booty is the harvest.
If the value of the booty is far less than the resources paid in the war, it is that the income cannot make ends meet, and no matter how big the family is, it will be poor.
The question is, does Huang song have a big family?
Can this family property support Huang song to attack a territory that has lost its value?
The answer is No.
Jiang Pengji tied her eyebrows and said, "Yibo is a high man. He won't do business at a loss."
If Chenzhou had not been harmed by Jiang Pengji and Hua Yuan, Huang song might have sent troops to vent his anger, but now he can only make careful calculations.
No waves, slow down.
From this point of view, Meng Heng and others are completely safe, because Huang song has no spare energy to beat them.
Han Yu said, "Huang song is now greatly weakened, and the rear Chenzhou is short of support, but there is no progress in attacking maruzhou. There is only one zuohe County left in Hu County, which is almost a complete collapse. He also wants to revitalize the chess face, and there is only one way left - turn attack to defense, and so on!"
"Wait? Wait for what?" Jiang Pengji thought for a moment and tried to ask, "wait for the autumn harvest and harvest this batch of autumn grain in Zhonghe county?"
Zuohe county is still very large, and its geographical location is close to the artificial inland river. It is also the place where Hujun produces the most grain.
According to the statistics of previous years, there can be three million stones of grain. With grain, we can stabilize the morale of the army and worry about fighting without grain in winter.
Huang Song said nothing could give up zuohe county.
Han Yu nodded and said firmly, "yes, when the autumn harvest comes, he needs this batch of autumn grain to revitalize the whole chess surface, but we don't need it."
After several changes in the war situation, Huang song's life was virtually tied to zuohe county. This batch of autumn grain is very important.
For Huang song, they are life prolonging things, but for Jiang Pengji, they are chicken ribs that can be given up.
At this moment, it was Huang song's turn to defend passively.
Jiang Pengji understood Han Yu's meaning. Her eyes flashed a little malice. Huang song shivered in the distance.
She said with a smile, "Wenbin, you're right. It's really a happy event. Not only should I not punish the scholar for a long time, but I have to reward him severely."
Han Yu's face was stiff. He just came out to help Meng Heng say a good word. He didn't ask for credit for him. This account doesn't have to be charged to him.
There were only a few words in the dialogue between the two. Many viewers in the live studio said they couldn't understand it. There was no sign of a turning point.
At this time, it was the turn of the representative of Chinese class.
[becoming famous in World War I]: it's hard to understand? The current situation is unfavorable to Huang song. As a game metaphor, he is now beaten with residual blood by bullets from all directions. He can only survive the wave. He returns to his blood by relying on the bandage of Zhonghe county. Only when he slows down can he have the opportunity to kill the anchor. After a round of fierce fighting, the battlefield initiative was moved from Huang song to the anchor. If you master the initiative, you will have a certain advantage. The anchor now either stabilizes the wave and finds the right opportunity to give Huang song a fatal blow, or takes the initiative to attack, so that Huang song has no chance to use the bandage.
[San Ying Zhan Lv Bu]: there's another option. Burn the bandage in Huang song's hand.
After the analysis of several representatives of Chinese class, the salted fish finally cleared the thread.
But——
What the hell is burning bandages?
It's not enough to burn a hundred miles of fertile land. Do you want to burn Zhonghe county?
Jiang Pengji said: why not?
Huang song was so angry that Meng Heng and others set fire to the field that he couldn't sleep all night. He was burning in his heart and was oppressed.
An expression bag can perfectly explain his current mood.
[hold back your tears, I can't help it at all, I can't help it, wow JPG]
However, Huang song is a man with tears. No matter how many tears he has, he has to hold back. The more he holds back, the more uncomfortable he is.
He was so angry that he was completely irrational that Yuan Chong led his troops to attack Sanshan Canyon!
Even if the land behind the three mountain canyon has lost its value, he will find the field!
Before the army reached its mission, the rear scouts caught a group of suspicious people and scared Huang song to come together in a moment.
The gang dressed up as ordinary merchants, but there were hidden flint black oil and packets of dry firewood on the scooter.
When the patrol soldiers found them, the group was secretly rubbing black oil on the dry firewood and setting fire to ignite the wheat field.
The smell of black oil is strong. The patrol soldiers found it according to the peculiar smell floating in the wind.
Had it not been for the sharp noses of the patrol soldiers and their timely detection, maybe zuohe county would have been burned.
Once something like black oil is lit, it's not easy to put it out.
Hundreds of years ago, the ancient ancestor of the Qiang Wu nationality in Northern Xinjiang established the Tengjia strange soldiers. They were burned to death by the prime minister Huangfu with black oil.
When Huang song learned about this, he immediately called in gold and withdrew his troops.
I can't afford it. All the people under Liu Lanting's account are crazy.
Burn, burn on a horse, addicted, right?