After a stick of incense, a general flew out upside down, knocking over the flower stand outside, and the flower pot shattered on the ground.
Another general stood looking at Wu Du, gasping for breath, Wu Du said, "I said, you do it."
The general said: "I dare not fight with the general."
Wu Du said: "If you don't do it, how can you know the depth? Take these three moves, and the captain will be yours."
"The general is joking..." Before the general could finish a sentence, Wu Du had already moved his feet, and the general also flew out, hitting the wall and spurting blood.
Wu Du stood at the entrance of the hall, blocking the sunlight from outside, and said, "Let you send troops to save people, stand behind each other and watch, if you can't find the prefect, you will come back by yourself. Previously, the imperial officials were trapped in the enemy's camp, and they did not treat you. A death sentence that was about to escape, and now you still want to do the same thing and give away the life of the new prefect?!"
Duan Ling listened inside, but didn't speak. He knew everything clearly in his heart.
Wu Du's two moves were very ruthless. The general wore armor and hit him with the inner strength to beat the cow across the mountain. It hurt his internal organs and vomited blood.
The guards all watched with fear, Wu Du took the sword and stepped forward, Sun Ting hurriedly said: "General! The general is merciful!"
Wu Du used his sword to lift the chin of one of the generals and said, "Prefect Lu has been lost, and there is no accountability in the court. It is precisely because the new prefect saved the lives of the soldiers in the city, and it's okay to assume that Ye City is gone without you?"
"General." Duan Ling said decisively, "Please show mercy!"
At that moment, Duan Ling had a hunch that Wu Du really wanted to kill someone. Even though he was several steps away, he could still feel the murderous aura of Wu Du, and also guessed that Wu Du wanted to strike now and kill one to shock Ye Cheng. army. Sometimes, killing people can indeed solve the problem, but not killing can solve the problem.
Wu Du's sword has been inserted into the gap between the helmet and the armor of the Pi Jiang, and with the force of his hand, he is about to stab it in. The other party walked through the gate of hell for a while, trembling uncontrollably, meeting Wu Dusenhan's gaze, realizing that the newly appointed captain would indeed kill.
However, his mouth was full of blood, and he was speechless, so he couldn't stop shaking, begging for mercy with his eyes.
"The head of the item, and remember first." Wu Du put away his sword and said, "If you have time, you may as well ask about my origin, even if you sell us both, with my skills, you will not die. After death, whoever sells me will never have peace in the family, and sooner or later I will kill them to the death."
Then Wu Du turned around and came in, still leaning on the couch, leaning lazily.
"Sun Ting bring people in." Duan Ling said.
Sun Ting helped one of the generals, but he couldn't help it, so he had to support one of them with his personal soldiers.
"Put your hand up." Duan Ling said.
That Pi Jiang coughed a few times, and there was blood in his nostrils, so Duan Ling took his pulse and said, "The other one will also come in."
Wu Du kicked them all in the same place, and the rib was broken and inserted into the lung. Duan Ling straightened the ribs for the two of them in turn, and prescribed medicine to let them go home for conditioning.
Duan Ling said: "Call the hundred chiefs one by one, ten at a time, and call them in order to report their duties."
The most important thing in Yecheng is the military, and it was initially built as a military defense town. Usually, other counties and counties are dominated by the prefects, supplemented by military attachés. However, when it comes to the national borders that have been at war all the year round, the responsibilities of military independence have become more and more important, and Duan Ling has instead become the logistics that provides supplies for the entire army.
When everyone came and stood in the hall, Duan Ling said, "Sit down, I won't hit you."
Yu Cai sat down one after another. Two generals, one surnamed Bai and the other Chu, each led a thousand people, and it was the ten men of Bai general who came in.
"What's the problem? How do you want to live, how do you lead your troops?" Duan Ling said, "Tell me about it."
Everyone, look at me, I look at you, Duan Ling took the military book, ordered someone, and said, "Starting with you, the general has a bad temper, don't make him wait for a long time."
Wu Du laughed and took a sip of tea. The first Baichang thought about it and said, "Lord Prefect, I don't have money. Brothers can't eat, they can't fight because they're hungry."
"It's settled." Duan Ling said, "You can get military pay when you go back, what else?"
"The bandit is too arrogant." Another one hundred chiefs said.
Wu Du casually held the notebook, while he read and listened to the debriefings of the hundred chiefs. Duan Ling knew that he had listened. After asking one round of questions, he sent the ten people back, and then passed them in, and asked another round until With lunch, I rubbed my temples and got up.
"What are you looking at?" Duan Ling asked.
Wu Du raised his hand towards Duan Ling, which was a copy of the "Sutra of Food". Just at this moment, the steward brought by Lin Yunqi came to ask what to eat at noon. Duan Ling ordered everything to be simple, and those who were so poor should not be extravagant and wasteful.
"Where can I get some money?" Duan Ling frowned. Ever since he was brought to Beijing by Lang Junxia, he never worried about money, although he didn't talk about brocade clothes and jade food. When my father was alive, although the cost of food and clothing was not unusual, there were some particular concerns about what vegetables to eat, what tea to drink, and what utensils to use.
After following Wu Du, he was poor for half a year at first, but then gradually got better.
"I'll find a way to go." Wu Du said.
Duan Ling thought that since he came to Yecheng, Wu Du had to go out to do business, and there would be no problem if he was left alone in the mansion. What's up? But Wu Du has always insisted on following him, so how can he make money
Both of them were silent during the meal, and Duan Ling said, "We have to write a letter and send someone to send it to Mr. Fei in Liao, and ask him to borrow some food for us."
Wu Du said: "Isn't there a bandit nearby? There must be a lot of money. After a few days, the injury will be healed, and the one who grabs the bandit will be the one."
Duan Ling thought that the people of Yecheng had been struggling for many years, and that there were always pirates, and they had to be eliminated as soon as possible, but how many things could be grabbed by killing the bandits
"What did Yecheng live on before?"
In Duan Ling's impression, Yecheng had no special products to be commended, and it could neither be used for trade with other places, nor could it be exchanged for materials with the Central Plains and other places.
"Charcoal." Wu Du replied while eating, "burning charcoal and selling it to the south, the trees in the mountains were cut down one after another, and a lot of them were cut down."
"There are not many places where food can be grown." Duan Ling had read in books about soil erosion in the north. Shangzi, Xunyang and other places have rivers and plains, which are already fertile soil in the Central Plains. The plain is on the border with Liao.
"The tree must not be cut down again." Duan Ling said, "I have to find something else to make a living."
It was still raining outside, and the rain almost never stopped. Duan Ling first repaired a book and had someone send it to him. Then he found a map and county annals, and found that between Hejian and Yecheng, it was possible to farm the land, but it was always looted by the Liao people before, but now by the Yuan people. .
The former prefect never cared about it, letting the common people fend for themselves. Thinking about it, he wanted to be transferred as soon as possible when he came. Anyway, it was someone else's family.
It took Duanling three days to get acquainted with the city from the map and county annals; Wu Du also gradually became familiar with his army. When it was not raining, the two walked around the city and packed up two generals. , the army settled down immediately.
Although I don't know if it's true peace or fake peace, at least there won't be any trouble at the moment. Wu Du arranged a shift for them and asked all the soldiers to move and go on patrol. After Duan Ling checked Yecheng, he began to check Hejian's bad debts. The prefecture in Hebei was originally in Shangzi, and after the Liao Emperor made peace talks, it moved south, first to Hejian, and then to Yecheng because the captain of Hejian needed to sit on the national border.
Hejian was guarded by a general surnamed Qin who came out that day to resist the enemy, and another general surnamed Qi. The two cities had a total of 4,000 soldiers, each stationed at 2,000, under the command of Wu Du. The two cities are two hundred and eighty miles apart, and it takes half a day to get there.
In the past few days, the news of Hejian has also come in an endless stream, and the report is sent every day by the county magistrate of Hejian. Duan Ling also did not call people to report to work for the time being, so she put it on hold for now, and if there was an occasional correspondence, she would directly approve "read" as a reply. As for Changcheng, which is far in the southeast, it is even more impoverished. Even the Yuan people are too lazy to loot. Bandits and bandits are entrenched. It is nearly 400 miles away from Yecheng. Duan Ling sees that the messenger is also very hard, so he asks him to come once every ten days. .
First of all, an early warning channel must be established between the three cities, and at the same time, communication with each other must be restored.
"Is your injury better?" Duan Ling asked after cleaning up.
Wu Du moved his arms and shoulders and said, "Where to go to play?"
Wu Du guessed that Duan Ling wanted to go out for a walk, so Duan Ling said, "Let's go back and forth between Hejian and Yecheng, let's take a look at our territory."
Wu Du ordered a team of soldiers, prepared supplies, and set off on the road from Yecheng that day. Duan Ling rode to the sky, while Wu Du chose the best horse and followed behind.
It was late summer and early autumn, and it rained a few times, and the weather immediately cooled down.
"What time is it today?" Duan Ling asked.
"June 21st." Wu Du replied, "It's almost the Qixi Festival."
Unexpectedly, this year's Qixi Festival will be held in Hebei. Duanling stands in front of Mount Ma, overlooking the distance across the river, which used to be his hometown Xunyang.
"The territory of the Liao people." Wu Du said, "now it is controlled by the Yuan people."
The two were standing side by side on horses. In the cool breeze of late summer, the grass waves rustled. Duan Ling said, "Nine years ago, Shangzi was still very prosperous, but now it should be in ruins."
"Want to go back and have a look?" Wu Du asked.
Duan Ling shook his head. He had no feelings for the Duan family, and he rarely mentioned his childhood to Wu Du. In his memory, each day belonged to a different person. Just as the days before him belonged to Wu Du, the days of Shangjing belonged to his father, and the days of Shangzi belonged to Lang Junxia.
"Let's go." Duanling walked along the river. This big river across Hebei County is called Xunshui, and the mountains in the south and the north are called Yang. People from Yecheng and Hejian speak with a little bit of Xunyang accent. Duan Ling felt very kind. His father was awarded the title of King Beiliang, and the fief was the entire Hebei County. He seemed to have a natural sense of belonging to this barren and primitive wilderness.
"How do you feel?" Wu Duchao asked Duan Ling.
"Like a family business." Duan Ling replied.
Wu Du smiled and understood what Duan Ling meant.
"What is that?" Duan Ling discovered that there was a sentry building on the high beach.
"Lord Wang, this is the old sentry tower." Sun Ting replied, "There used to be some villages near the Xunshui River. Later, Yuan people often came, and the common people left."
"Are they all gone?" Duan Ling asked casually.
They are all gone, but to put it more nicely, I want to know that the people in this kind of village were all killed and burned by a fire, except for the high tower made of bricks and the wall that was burned to black. Duan Ling found a lot of things in the ruins, such as smashed pottery pieces and iron tools used for farming.
"Let people look for it." Duan Ling said, "I have picked up all the hoes and shovels that can be used, thrown away the wooden handle, and brought the iron back. It will be easy to use in the future."
Wu Du stood aside and laughed, Duan Ling felt like a garbage picker, scratched his head embarrassedly, and said, "It's always good to save it."
There are a lot of things buried under the ruins. It's too desolate here, and even the common people rarely come here. Duan Ling stood outside the village, looked up at the sentry tower, and said to Wu Du, "Go up and have a look."
"Go." Wu Du replied.
The two entered the sentry tower. The sentry tower was nearly three feet high. The outside was a solid brick wall, and the inside was reinforced with wooden stakes. It was empty.
"There should be a clock up there..."
"Be careful!" Wu Du shouted in an instant, then his left hand shook, shaking his fingers away, and the blood in Duan Ling's whole body solidified in an instant—
- Someone sneak attack! who is it? !