Regarding the matter of marrying Qian Xinyao, Han Jiang wanted to say that all this was just a coincidence. She didn't think so much at that time.

But it is obviously inappropriate to say this at this time.

Han Jiang touched her head: "This is a bit embarrassing. But I admit that marrying a big girl from the Qian family will make me less struggling for at least fifteen years."

"No, I seized the best opportunity. Fifteen years may allow you to gain absolute voice in the court, but we are already buried in the soil. The next generation may lose their existing military power. I am afraid that they will miss it, everything will change, and it cannot be said for fifteen years, or twenty-five years."

Han Jiang didn't answer.

Li Er got back to the topic: "Since you are letting you take the lead, Liu Rui wants to see what you think of this Jiaozhi City. Sometimes war is not just about soldiers and swords, iron and blood."

"I see."

"Really understand?"

"I really understand." Han Jiang nodded seriously.

Li Er nodded: "Siege is my job. The Song army is good at defending the city and is also good at siege. Position warfare, long-distance attacks cannot be done, because our Song army has extremely poor mobility. Unless there are 100,000 war horses and 300,000 transport horses, you can only watch the grassland."

"I understand." Han Jiang really understands.

I also understood why Liu Rui had to let himself go south. In addition to determining his identity and status, he also needed to set a tone for attacking Jiaozhi City.

Li Er continued to pay attention to military affairs. Han Jiang was not a professional general, so the war was naturally handled by professionals.

Han Jiang went to the prisoner camp.

At this time, the army withdrew.

The soldiers had not eaten yet, so naturally the prisoner camp did not even have a saliva.

After Han Jiang arrived at the prisoner camp, he did not enter the camp, but instead took people to observe the camp.

Following Han Jiang is Chen Liang's eldest son Chen Han. He went north to follow the army and is now temporarily serving as Han Jiang's clerk.

Han Jiang was observing the prisoner camp while asking about relevant government affairs.

Han Jiang asked: "Chen Han, you come with the army and will be a county magistrate here in the future. Can you inquire about the land situation from the beach?"

Chen Heng replied: "Master, Sima, who was with the army along the way, made arrangements for the soldiers to pay attention when marching. According to the report of the horse exploration, we speculate that the river alluvial plain may have two million hectares."

The Honghe Plain is about 20,000 square kilometers and the Delta Plain is about 7,000 square kilometers. This data is known to Han Jiang later generations.

Chen Wen's data does not conflict with his own, so it can only be said that the calculation method is different.

Chen Wen continued to say: "This place is worse than imagined. Many rivers flow too quickly, and the terrain is too low, so the floods should not be ignored. There may be sea water rushing around the seaside, and the task of building water conservancy is very heavy. However, it is still a very good rice planting area."

"But, just from the news in the Tanma Newspaper, more than 70% of the land that has not been reclaimed here accounts for more than 70%. What is most incomprehensible is that there are countless wilderness here."

Han Jiang turned his head and said, "Wild Field?"

Chen Feng nodded seriously: "Someone has visited it. It's a shame, but it's not known why. In addition, the Leizhou Army reported a speculation that they believed that the river here would extend the coast to the sea at least three meters per month, or as many as five meters, which has a lot of impact on the construction of the port."

Three feet a month.

Then it will stretch overseas at a speed of nearly 100 meters every year.

Han Jiang didn't ask again. Someone would definitely worry about such professional matters, and he would definitely be cautious in choosing the port location.

Han Jiang continued to observe the prisoner camp.

The people here wear similar clothes, without the national characteristics that Han Jiang thinks are considered to be, just having a clothes covering the body.

Han Jiang instructed: "Come here, send some clean water in it, don't have too much, give thirty barrels first."

"Get orders!"

Someone went to do it immediately.

Soon, thirty wooden barrels were loaded with clean water and sent to the prisoner camp in front of Han Jiang.

There are five such prisoner camps in front of them, and there are thousands of attack areas in the entire Song army. According to Li Er's order, no matter who controls it first, whether it is a farmer or a noble, then centrally managed it.

The number of people is small, maybe only a few dozen.

That is, people from a village are temporarily gathered in a certain courtyard and sent someone to take care of them.

There are many people, like the one in front of Han Jiang, there are thousands of people.

This was originally a town, a town very close to Jiaozhi City. With surrounding villages, there were thousands of people.

These are all people outside Jiaozhi City. Controlling these people can also prevent accidental injuries during war.

It also prevents anyone from causing damage to the Song army in the chaos.

Compared to the previous sadness of the war soldiers, Han Jiang believed that temporarily gathering these people together to manage them can at least ensure that these people survive.

When the water is sent in, there will be immediate competition.

What Han Jiang did not expect was that more than a dozen people actually repelled hundreds of people and controlled the thirty buckets.

Han Jiang asked, "Qian Kuan, are these a dozen very powerful?"

Qian Kuan replied: "No, there are really powerful people on the other side. I think these dozens of people have different identities."

Han Jiang nodded at Qian Kuan. Qian Kuan reached out to wave to one person. The man came in with a short stick, and one person knocked down the dozen people.

Qian Kuan said to Han Jiang: "Master, I see there are five kinds of people here."

“Five kinds.”

"Yes, the group of people in the east corner is very united. I think they are waiting for the opportunity. The people in the middle should be the nobles here. I think the dozens of people are servants, and the rest are either criminals or miscellaneous soldiers. There are also the group of people in the northeast, which feels like ours."

Han Jiang still believed in the eyes of an old man.

But Han Jiang was still curious: "Why are the miscellaneous soldiers?"

"Because they have no organization in their actions, this group of people has a leader, but the rest do not know how to cooperate."

Han Jiang pointed to the people gathered in the east: "Go and talk to them."

Han Jiang entered the camp, and two hundred soldiers were fully armed to lead the way, and two hundred crossbowmen lined up at the gate of the camp. Everyone here either knelt, squatted, or sat on the ground.

Han Jiang walked to the group of people gathered in the east and stood about ten steps. A clerk stepped forward and spoke in Song, Lingnan, and Yue Mandarin three times. Someone got up and walked over, and he spoke in Song.

"Emeral Kai, Ever Kai. We dare not resist the army, we are slaves."

Tea level.

Han Jiang asked: "Zhan Po?"

"Yes, every year the Yue people will come to our Champa to rob people and sell them to the nobles of Yue as slaves."

Han Jiang asked: "How many people are slaves here."

Chadu Eumkai stretched out his hand and pointed to the surroundings: "Apart from the dozen people in the middle, they are all slaves."

Han Jiang asked again: "What's the difference?"
Chapter completed!