This is a win-win situation compared to the transaction. For Tian Yu, although he lost more than 100,000 people in Youzhou, these people were originally snatched back from Wuhuan, and it would not be too much of a loss to not be able to get it back. Moreover, his fire was made public and made a clear statement with Wang Hou. In the future, everyone in the court knew that the prefect of Yiyang and the governor of Qingzhou would not be able to deal with it. So as long as Wang Hou was still squatting outside the pass, his position in Youzhou would not be shaken.

But for Wang Hou, it was really painful. One hundred thousand households, about ten acres of land. Although there were no tools on the grassland and the wheat was not fat, the harvest was not necessarily too much. It was even a part of it by General Cao's army like locusts. However, it could even make hundreds of thousands of stones of grain. After the harvest in autumn, it would be enough to support the 100,000 people.

Now it’s all gone, either cut or burned!

What made Wang Hou particularly uncomfortable was that even if he rushed back, he could only watch Tian Yu go to cut and burn it. Now this is still Liucheng, the old land of Wuhuan, and it is not his black port of Wang Hou. People are confident and prepared to make a comeback in the Wuhuan. Wang Hou can only stare at the same game rules.

With him, there were more than 100,000 foreigners who came back with him. Seeing that the fruits of his hard work that had been hard for more than half a year were cracked by a knife, the feeling was no less than being stabbed into the heart by a knife.

There were even impulsive young men, who wanted to rush forward with red eyes and fought desperately with the Youzhou soldiers. They were so panicked that the Liaodong brigade soldiers guarding the outside quickly rushed forward with guns and formed a wall of people to block the irritable soldiers back.

The spring seeds grow in summer. A drop of sweat fell on the ground and eight petals were thrown. It took 100,000 manpower. However, when it was destroyed, eight thousand people and horses were all ruined in the evening. Looking at the wheat seedlings that cut down all over the ground and the old faces were trembling. Wang Hou who rushed over, Tian Yu gently shook his sleeves and clasped his fists politely.

"Tian sued the Lord of Wangzhou. He had offended many people the day before yesterday. Now he has specially left Yu, a household registration in Youzhou, who is from the former Wuhuan land, to apologize for his crimes!"

Wang Hou pulled away all the strong guys who could run and jump. This time, the lame man and blind man were not given him one. There were only a thousand people left in Liucheng. Tian Yu abandoned him casually, and he was angry with Wang Hou. Sure enough, his old face turned blue and his mouth was trembling. Wang Hou responded miserably and clasped his fists.

"Let's..., thank you Mr. Tian!"

"In the bitter and cold place outside the border, please ask the governor of the state! Tian said goodbye!"

"Great send..., please send...Prince Tian!"

I really admire Tian Yu who could hold it up and put it down. After the land of Liucheng, which was still emitting black smoke, the registered people who had lost last night were piled up in the thin smoke screen. They looked around, but if they lost it, they would lose it. He no longer got angry about it. He smiled and clasped his fists, raised his sleeves and turned his horse on his back, side by side with Xianyuyin. The war horses stepped on the wet and soft land and clattered, flowing into the Youzhou infantry and cavalry team.

However, Wang Hou's qi cultivation skills were obviously not yet home. Seeing Tian Yu finally walked out, he picked up a piece of mud from the ground in anger, and threw it out for a long time, roaring in anger.

"This ordinary man, a prodigal son! He urinates on the kang! He will pee tonight!"

"Uh..., the state governor, what should I do now?"

Then, Li Fu looked at each other and looked at the wheat field for no reason, couldn't help but feel sad on his bearded face. He clasped his fists heavily behind Wang Hou and asked carefully.

After venting the stone, he went out and the rice fields that had to be chopped down to the ground all had broken leaves. After breathing violently, Wang Hou seemed to have recovered his rationality. However, listening to Li Fu's question, he still hummed heavily in annoyance.

"What else can I do? Cool salad!"

“Uh…, cold sauce???”

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All cold and hot dishes have to be done. In order to realize his ambitions, Wang Hou cannot let the 100,000 border residents outside the border starve to death.

Fortunately, in order to chase Cao Cao's army, Tian Yu left in a hurry. In addition to destroying the wheat fields, the Wuhuan Han people had the snatching bags and chariots left there. Although there were nothing left, at least they were not living in the open air.

In the evening, after Li Fu was struggling around, thinking that he would not have to be taken back to the pass and escaped the tragic fate of becoming a serf, the Wuhuan Han people turned around step by step. The animals were all led by Cao Cao's army, and they could only use people to pull the heavy chariot, and had no choice but to help the elderly and the young, and follow Wang Hou's army all the way east.

Although the food was lost, if you think about it carefully, it is not a completely bad thing for Wang Hou.

First of all, in the words of the pride of the people at that time, Liucheng has a domineering spirit, which is indeed easy to defend but difficult to attack, and can be developed. However, the goal of this development is not Wang Hou, but a semi-nomadic fishing and hunting nation like Wuhuan, and later Jurchens.

Tadun used Liucheng as his capital, and used Han people to produce grain, weapons and armor. His own troops grazed in the core area of ​​the Liaohe Plain. In winter, they hid in Liucheng and relied on the grain produced by farming and feeding people and animals for the winter.

On the grassland, the cold winter is called the White Disaster. Every winter, more than half of the herds without grass can die of cold and starvation. When the animals die, people will also starve to death. Other tribes are weaker every year, and only Tadun becomes stronger every year. This is also the reason why he can dominate the entire Wuhuan and plunder Hebei.

But Wang Hou is not nomadic! Liucheng only attracts him a semi-developed wheat field, but the geographical location is really not very good. It is next to the Dahei Mountains and close to the evil neighbor of the Xianbei people. Xiangdong is also facing the threat of the Gongsun family. If you want to defend this place, you have to involve a lot of manpower and material resources.

But now, Tian Yu burned the wheat fields, and while his heartache, Wang Hou was relieved. He could abandon Liucheng in a casual manner and redevelop the land. However, the population could not grow in a year or two. By reproduction, it would take at least sixteen years to have a generation. Even if he is a time traveler, how many sixteen years will it take?

"Zhou Mu, where are we going? Go back to Lianjiao City?"

Sitting in the Lele car, shaking and shaking! Li Fu still couldn't help but the literati's problem and was curious. Looking at the dim butter lamp, Wang Hou was squatting there and busying himself. He didn't know what. On the other hand, Zhuge Ying yawned and yawned, covered with a fur and quilt and dozed off. He was careful. Li Fu paid the melon to the side of the map and asked curiously.

"Lianjiaocheng? Of course I won't go back!"

After comparing the terrain for a long time, he searched and confirmed the location of his later generations. Wang Hou suddenly lifted his brush and dropped two heavy ink dots on the map. He immediately drew a black line at the entrance of western Liaoning.

"Go here!"

"Guan! Ning! Jin!"
Chapter completed!