Cheng Yulian said resolutely, but the big families present had different reactions. Some sneered, some were angry, and some were calm.

Wang Jingye, one of the three major households, is 62 years old this year, leaning on crutches and has white hair. He stood up angrily, pointed at Cheng Yulian with a cane, and scolded: "Don't forget, you kid. By seniority, your father has to call me uncle."

"Others who are officials will be able to achieve success by themselves. They will help relatives and friends to gain benefits. It will be great to be here for you, but they will actually harm relatives and friends."

"On the night you entered the city, you not only burned your own ancestral home, but also burned many houses along the street. Relatives and friends have already complained about you. You just counted the silver from the government and compensated each other. Then you got mixed up. And now you have to point your gun at your relatives and friends and plunder it up and down."

"Aren't you afraid that you will not be too fart for a son. My ancestors are underground and will be stabbed in the backbone?"

"Mr. Wang is right. Cheng Yulian, you have done too much. I, Li Xing, will be ruthless from you from today." Cheng Yulian's cousin Li Xing stood up, his face flushed with excitement, and he said in anger.

"That's right. I want to break my grace from you."

"Go to you Cheng Yulian."

The big families and surnames stood up one after another, pointed at Cheng Yulian, and poked Cheng Yulian's backbone.

Cheng Yulian didn't say anything, just looked at them with a sneer, not caring.

How can you take into account your reputation when doing big things? To be an official, you must benefit your relatives and friends? I, Cheng Yulian, did not do it for you.

I want to do great things with the general. My reputation is kept in history and my reputation shakes future generations.

"Okay. It's useless for you to scold him. You have the ability to scold the Mongols. If they hadn't had 100,000 households invaded Liaodong, how could Liaodong be so in chaos?"

"If the Mongols hadn't threatened to massacre the city, he wouldn't have plundered our food and used it as military rations for the General Supplementary Han."

"Besides, things have come to this point. If the Mongols succeed, our food will not be able to be maintained." Zhang Xingshui stood up, looked at everyone with a straight look, and said a fair word.

Cheng Yulian's face became serious and he hugged Zhang Xingshui and fisted.

In the battle to enter the city, the other party was the only one among the three major households who burned his ancestral home and responded to Wu Nian. He remembered it in his heart.

Zhang Xingshui stood up, and Wang Jingye and others all had red faces. They wanted to refute, but they couldn't refute, so they could only sit back decadently.

The situation is really better than that of others.

Whether it is the Mongol Yuan people or Wu Nian, they all have guns and grass head kings. They all do not play according to the rules.

"Mr. Cheng. The key is not food now. It's our lives. Is the Supplementary Han General? If he doesn't do it, you will send the yamen runners to capture us and then steal our food. In this way, when the Mongolian Yuan people come back, we will also be victims, not support the Supplementary Han General. There is still room for maneuver."

Zhang Xingshui stared at Cheng Yulian with his tiger eyes and said in a deep voice.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at Cheng Yulian. That's right. Since Cheng Yulian has put on this attitude, it's useless to scold you.

The key is, we take out the food, can you do it?

Special code.

If we don’t take out the food, you can’t stand it. The Liaodong tiger has become the Liaodong kitten. We are all buried with us.

Cheng Yulian raised his head and glanced at everyone present, and finally his eyes were fixed on Zhang Xingshui. He said proudly: "It's been so many years. Have you ever heard of Han people who are better able to fight than generals?"

"Take out the food. The general will protect you from death."

Cheng Yulian's tone was decisive. But the most important thing was Wu Nian's record, which was indeed brilliant. The sign of the Liaodong Tiger was very strong.

"Okay. I don't leave any food. No. Not only food. My house's cloth, salt, and messy things. You take them all."

Zhang Xingshui exhaled and turned around and left. His family had a lot of food, and there were granaries inside and outside the city, so he had to spend time gathering.

"It's a good thing to give birth to a son."

"Wait until I kick my legs and go and scold your father."

"I have broken my grace and righteousness from you."

The other wealthy families had no choice but to point at Cheng Yulian's nose and left cursingly.

Cheng Yulian was distracted by this and said, "Just get your food. Just curse it."

"Besides, will it work if you scold me?"

"If the swearing is effective, I see that there is no one in this world who has a fuck or a blind eye."

"Who doesn't have an enemy?"

"snort."

After saying that, Cheng Yulian stood up and hurriedly went down. After getting the food, he had to rebuild the granary burned by the Mongols in the city.

We also have to discuss with the officials how to distribute food to people in the city who have no food.

He has a lot of things and is busy.

It is extremely dangerous to lead the people to break through the siege under heavy siege.

Farming requires the joint efforts of the military and civilians.

Cheng Yulian helped to deal with the matters of the people.

And the morale of the army.

Every soldier is a good man and a good guy.

They are all Wu Nian's soldiers.

Long Qi had a mission, so he assembled thousands of elite troops from all over the country to prepare to camp towards Panlong Mountain in the northwest.

The soldiers prepared and cursed.

"Damn Goguryeo. During the drought, they helped the Mongols block our food and almost starved us to death. But even so, they did not tear us apart. Now, they actually ended up in person. Special code. When we settled Liaodong, we will follow the general to fight the Goguryeo. We are enemies of our general. They are the birthday boys who hang themselves and are tired of living."

"That's right. Let's dig the graves of the Goguryeo kings in all dynasties. They pulled out the body and whipped the corpse and pissed. The goguryeo people."

"The Mongols and Yuan people, Goguryeo's wishful thinking, were really exquisite. Trap? Surrounded? Bah. Do you think we were scared? Since I followed the general, I have fought for more than a hundred years. I have never seen any scenes? As long as the general takes us, even if we break into the sword mountain and go down to the sea of ​​fire, I will not frown."

Long Qi's soldiers gathered and cursed. Among the troops of the captains of various departments, the scattered cavalry were gathered in case of emergency.

By the second day, all the people outside the city had entered the city to take refuge. The soldiers left the city in units of hundreds of households, borrowed farm tools and plowed oxen from the farmers, entered the villages outside the city, and built fortifications based on the terrain.

The soldiers built fortifications, which not only had a calm morale, but also had high morale.

"Who is not a farmer who is a soldier? I have also divided a lot of land because of my military achievements. I picked up a spear and I am a good soldier. I picked up a hoe and I am a good farmer. If there are good people who cultivate this good field, I am still afraid that I can't produce food? The general is right. We will stay here and will never starve to death for seven or eight years."

"Haha, that's right. Isn't it just farming? Who in this world can farm better than us Han people? The Mongols want to starve us to death? They are delusional and fight with them for a hundred years."

art of war.

It is as fast as the wind, its slow as the forest, its invasion is as fire, and it remains motionless as a mountain.

The core is military discipline and morale.

Wu Nian is the soul of the military. As long as Wu Nian is there, even if he is ambushed on all sides, the morale of the military will not be shaken.

If he was surrounded by enemies and ambushed on all sides, he would still be Wu Nian. He could still kill Emperor Gaozu of Han, holding a spear, riding a horse, and killing him.

Thousands of people dare to die and run rampant in the world.
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