Jiang Weiwei suddenly asked, "five hundred thousand soldiers and five hundred thousand people add up to one million people. How many of these one million people can return home safely after the war?"
Zhong shuran thought for a moment and then said, "if our army can win, at least half of the people can go home."
"Only half?" Jiang Wei is a little distracted.
Zhong Shu sighed: "in fact, it is a very good result that half of the people can go home. If they are unfortunately defeated, the whole army may die."
Jiang Wei was speechless.
In the eyes of the superior, these soldiers and men who were transported to the front line in batches are just groups of numbers.
These numbers change every day, either increase or decrease. It can reflect the real-time changes of the battlefield from the side. The superior will make corresponding countermeasures according to these changes.
But no one in the upper echelon will care about who these numbers represent? And don't care how many families will be destroyed by those reduced numbers?
If you succeed, your bones will wither.
The so-called ten thousand bones withered. I don't know how many people's blood and tears were buried.
……
The party hurried on. When they were close to Liangshan pass, they met Huang Gao and others.
Huang Gaozheng urged the men to move forward quickly with a whip. He heard the sound of wheels and looked back to see Jiang Weiwei and Zhong shuran again. His face changed slightly.
Seriously, the last thing he wants to see now is Jiang Weiwei and Zhong shuran.
These two people are not the same as him. However, each other's identity is higher than him, and he has to bow his head, which makes him feel more and more oppressed.
Even if he was unwilling, Huang Gao still had to get off his horse and salute.
"Magistrate Zhong, Mrs. Zhenfu envoy, we meet again."
Jiang Weiwei didn't get out of the car. She lifted the curtain and said to him, "the two folk men have awakened, but they are still very weak. They are resting on my donkey cart now. When they arrive at liangshanguan camp, let them go with you."
Anyway, it wasn't his donkey cart. Huang Yue naturally promised: "it's a blessing for those two guys to meet such a kind-hearted Bodhisattva like madam“
The officers and men once again urged the men to move forward, and three cars followed behind, keeping a short distance.
The short and thin man at the end of the line looked back at the donkey cart from time to time.
He is Chen Wencai's brother. His name is Chen Xiaowu.
Just now Chen Wencai was saved by Jiang Weiwei, and Chen Xiaowu continued to follow the civilian husband's team. At this time, he learned that Chen Wencai was in the back car. Chen Xiaowu wanted to see how he was.
Huang Gao noticed his action, raised his hand and threw it with a whip. He scolded fiercely: "look back and I'll dig your eyes!"
Chen Xiaowu was born short and thin, like a little monkey, and his reaction was as sensitive as a monkey. He immediately avoided the whip coming from his face. At the same time, he accelerated and ran forward for two steps to withdraw from the whip range.
There were too many people in front of him. Huang Gao couldn't rush in on his horse. He could only point to Chen Xiaowu and scold him again.
Chen Xiaowu hid in the crowd and followed everyone forward. He didn't dare to look back all the way.
There was no rest all the way. Both people and livestock were very tired. Finally, they arrived at Liangshan pass before dark.
Liangshanguan area is full of mountains and stones. Even the soil is mixed with many sands and stones. Because of this, this place is very barren and can hardly grow any crops. The soldiers' families can only be arranged in Ping'an Village. That land is relatively fertile and suitable for farming.
This place is just located at the junction of Southern Chu and Xisha. With rugged mountains and rocks, it is a natural pass that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
It is precisely because the emperor of Southern Chu and the cabinet ministers took a fancy to this that they allowed the soldiers to build camps here and planned to develop this place into an important gateway to hinder Xisha in the future.
After entering Liangshan pass, the journey became difficult and dangerous. The carriage shook badly and almost shook the people out of the car several times.
It was hard to get near the camp. It was completely dark.
Beichuan hung lanterns on the donkey cart. The white haired old man and Chen Wencai who had been sitting in the cart had also got off the cart. They returned to the ranks of civilian men and were brought into the camp together with other civilian men.
Before leaving, the white haired old man and Chen Wencai did not forget to bow and say goodbye to Jiang.
Huang Gao also arched his hands with Jiang Wei and Zhong Shu: "farewell!"
Jiang Weiwei and Zhong shuran are not from the military camp and can't directly enter the camp. Zhong shuran takes out the prepared document and asks the soldiers guarding the gate of the camp to send it to Fu Qi.
Seeing Zhong shuran's official clothes, the soldiers were not too embarrassed, motioned them to wait a moment, and then walked to the depths of the camp with an ultimatum.
Jiang looked up slightly and could see clearly the general scene in front of him through the bright moonlight.
The surface of the camp is surrounded by a long ditch, in which there is living water from the mountains. The soldiers usually eat, wear and wash with water from here. At the same time, this ditch is also the first line of defense of the camp.
Behind the ditch is the tall and towering city wall.
Originally, there were only some simple fortifications in the camp without building the wall, but those fortifications were completely damaged in the enemy's sneak attack. Later, Chang Yi and Xu Ji led a large army to arrive here and began to order the civilian men to build the wall.
There is no cement these days. The construction of the city wall is full of soil and gravel. The soil is rammed by the folk and built into the city wall. Its hardness is not much worse than that of cement.
Due to the short time, the city wall has not been built yet. Even now it is dark, many folk are busy tamping the soil. Like workers ants, they build huge mud bricks into the wall, making the city wall stronger and taller.
At intervals, there are several guards wandering around. They are specially responsible for supervising the work of the civilian men.
After being sent to the camp, these civilian men did not rest and worked day and night. Many people were tired and sick every day, and even some were directly tired to death.
Jiang Weiwei just stood on the side of the city wall for a while and saw a skinny civilian man being carried out and thrown on the roadside.
On the roadside, more than a dozen civilian men have been lying in disorder. These are people who have fainted from fatigue.
These people are all dying. If they let it go, I don't know if they can survive tonight.
Zhong Shu ran saw Jiang Wei staring at the people who were tired and dizzy on the ground. He whispered, "don't forget the purpose of our trip. We're here to solve the grain collection. These people don't belong to us. Don't make trouble."
Jiang looked at him slightly and said nothing.
Before long, the soldier who helped deliver the letter came back. Behind him was a man, Luo Dongshu, whom he had not seen for a long time.
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