There is food in hand and no panic in mind.
The biggest interpretation of this sentence is not Zhang Yang, but the old man.
When Zhang Yang told him that he would reserve 200,000 kilograms of grain in the Bald Ridge Fortress, the old man's expression at that moment seemed to be back to the age of twenty.
Then he transformed into a humanoid squirrel, jumping up and down with his sons and sons-in-law, driving the cart like crazy toward the Black Rock Fortress and toward the Tianliang Mountain Great Wall.
Then at eleven o'clock that night, the old man returned, followed by fifteen large carts filled with old, weak, sick and disabled, women and children.
Surrounding the cart were a group of, no, hundreds of disabled veterans who were missing arms and legs.
They were all the old man's subordinates back then.
This is normal. The war with the mirage clan's demonic soldiers lasts year after year and month after month. Besides those who died in battle, the most disabled soldiers are.
Some of these soldiers returned to their hometowns, while others had nowhere to go and could only survive like lonely ghosts outside the camp at Tianliang Great Wall.
When the old man was still a general, he still took good care of these old subordinates, but now that he himself is in trouble, he can no longer take care of these old guys.
But now, the old man is going crazy.
"Good son-in-law, good son-in-law, how about we go get more food from General Liu? There are thousands of veterans outside Tianliang Great Wall Camp, thousands of them, they are all veterans. As long as there is enough food, I can Pull them all over, I also approached General Anton, and he kept acquiescing to this, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Good son-in-law, please get another two hundred thousand catties!"
The old man went crazy, his eyes were wide-eyed, and lightning flashed out, like an old monster that refused to rest in peace. Zhang Yang was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly.
"There are so many? Uncle, father-in-law, you have to understand that those veterans are a burden to us!"
"So what? They were disabled in order to defend the Tianliang Great Wall and fight against the mirage demon soldiers. Now the Wei Dynasty treats them as a burden, General Anton treats them as a burden, and that old man Zhang Yeting also treats them as a burden. , everyone in the world regards them as a burden!"
"But those were all squealing young men in the past. If you, dear son-in-law, are really ambitious, you can't be indifferent to these old, weak and disabled soldiers!"
"The human heart is made of flesh. No matter how murderous a soldier is, he is afraid that one day he will end up homeless. If you do this now, there are many benefits. And don't look at these veterans who are missing arms and legs. , all of them are powerful. Don’t you want to dig this inner fortress? You don’t need to waste your precious mana. Just these old guys, each of them is given a hammer and a steel drill. Believe it or not, all you need is Give you a completely changed fortress in two years?"
"And they are all veterans who have been on countless battlefields. I will group them into groups who can fight, and those who can't will stay behind and fire crossbows. At critical moments, they are willing to fight tooth and nail for you."
When the old man said this, he was already in tears. This really moved Zhang Yang. After thinking about it, he said:
"In this case, how many old, weak and remnant soldiers are there? Let's take them in as much as possible."
"real?"
The old man's tears stopped instantly, his eyes stopped flashing with lightning, and he regained his sanctimonious expression.
"Okay, really." Zhang Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Together with their families, there are about 20,000 people."
"Twenty thousand people?"
Zhang Yang was almost frightened to death.
"Father-in-law, father-in-law! You are trying to murder me. We really can't let go. Look at where there is room around Baldou Ridge. Liu Kai will leave tomorrow afternoon and there will be no one for us. Support me, you brought so many old, weak, sick and disabled people here to let the demon soldiers carry out a massacre?"
"And how much food do 20,000 people need to eat every day? How can we have so much food for them?"
"Ahem, dear son-in-law, it's not that serious. General Anton is still happy to see us accept these burdens. He has already agreed to provide us with 50 carts, 1,000 sets of infantry leather armor weapons, and 500 heavy crossbows. , 100,000 crossbow bolts, 10,000 kilograms of grain, and as long as we can hold on until next summer's grain harvest, another 500,000 kilograms of grain will be allocated."
"I have calculated that there are 20,000 people, of which 15,000 are women, children and the elderly. Each person has half a catty of food per day. They can survive without starving to death. There are 5,000 veterans left, 3,000 of whom can be sent as elite soldiers. Five thousand per person per day. Jin of grain, and 2,000 people can be sent at half of the ten-man enemy. In fact, these 2,000 people are precious. We should supply them with 30 kilograms of grain every day, otherwise they will not be able to exert their combat effectiveness."
"In this way, the daily consumption is only about 80,000 kilograms—"
The old man couldn't talk any more and sat on the ground again with a sad face.
Zhang Yang looked at the old guy speechlessly, not knowing whether he was really pretending or not. The combat power in this world is very strong, so the consumption will be very high.
The normal daily food supply for a captain-level soldier is 50 kilograms. If there is a fierce battle, then at least ten kilograms of meat must be supplemented.
An elite soldier has to consume 20 kilograms every day.
The average soldier weighs 5 pounds.
Women, children and old people only weigh 3 pounds per day.
It is precisely because of this that raising an army is very expensive in terms of money and food. This only includes food. If the consumption of armor and weapons is also included, the resources required will be even greater.
It would still be possible if there was farmable land around the Bald Ridge Fortress, but this is where the fiercest daily battles between the demon soldiers and the Wei army took place.
Whoever raises twenty thousand burdens will have his head kicked by a donkey.
Zhang Yang now even wonders whether the old man was bribed by his competitors to kill him.
However, after thinking about it, he felt that this would be an opportunity. Among the 20,000 burdens, there were at least 5,000 disabled veterans with acceptable combat effectiveness. As long as they did not go out to fight in the field, it would be useless to rely on the city wall fortress to fight. weak.
Assuming that his Bald Ridge Fortress really takes shape, this place will become his base camp.
Among these burdens are the children of veterans. As long as they are raised for a few years, they will become another group of elite and extremely loyal soldiers.
Therefore, the real key to this matter is whether he can provide massive food resources after the plot officially unfolds.
"Let's start with at least 100,000 tons, otherwise we won't be able to support it. And can my village in the fantasy world provide such a massive amount of food?"
After pondering for a long time, Zhang Yang helped the old man up and said, "Father-in-law, go and accept those veterans and their relatives. You are right. Since I have ambitions to conquer the world, this must be done."
(Because I have something to do today, I really don’t have time, so I will update twice for the time being. Please forgive me)