It was late at night, and the military village outside Lulong County was brightly lit.
Zhou Xing's robe sleeves were rolled up high, and he was holding the work notebook issued by Gongsun Yan in one hand, and holding a sharpened pencil in the other hand as he wrote rapidly.
He did not go to war with Zhao Yun, but stayed in the military camp, accompanied by five or six county officials with swords and pens.
Starting from early morning, good news came frequently. One household on the list formed a gang and refused to return the land it had usurped by the county official, and was removed from the list.
Zhao Yun had been planning this action for several days, and he specifically chose this Dragon Boat Festival to launch his attack, which was a thunderous attack.
The action was so swift and bold that even when the soldiers broke into pieces and left the camp, no one noticed how the ordnance was mobilized.
On the contrary, the rangers and idlers who were deliberately indulged and wandered around the military wall to keep an eye on them were all killed at the same time.
Those who were more fortunate were gagged and thrown into the prison camp, while those who were unlucky enough to resist died on the spot.
By the time the news of the changes in the situation reached the desks of concerned people, everything had been settled.
The defense level of Lone Bamboo Manor, the largest and richest property in Lulong County, was very worrying before Gongsun Yan arrived, not to mention the other small manors.
After the first successful report of breaking through the gate of the manor came, Zhou Xing quickly took several small officials, together with the grain cao in the army who was in charge of grain, grass and armaments, and began to deploy auxiliary troops to prepare for the capture and to be responsible for the subsequent cleanup of the corpses.
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As the sun set, the last target on the list opened the village gate and surrendered, but for Zhou Xing, the trouble had just begun.
The wounded were sent back first and placed in special wounded camps.
Since there is a war, casualties are inevitable.
Even with such a huge advantage, it is inevitable that some new recruits will panic and forget their usual training.
Those who were more lucky were dragged back wailing after simple treatment, but those who were unlucky were just corpses.
Military medics are not a new profession that has never appeared before, and military medics are paid very well.
It's just that fighting with the army is really difficult and dangerous. Most of the people who are willing to come to eat this meal are as good as veterinarians.
Therefore, when Gongsun Yan arrived at the manor, he stepped up the construction of the military medical system.
Several veterans who had previously served as temporary doctors were fully converted into military doctors. With the support of complete and sufficient medical drugs, the level of trauma treatment was already good.
After the wounded soldiers were resettled, grain, fodder, cattle, horses and livestock were gradually transported out of the conquered manors.
From the village's farmers and captured tribes, young men and women will be drawn out and sent directly to the Lulong fortress where labor is most needed at the moment.
The rest, the elderly and the weak, are temporarily resettled on the spot, waiting for further arrangements.
Groups of soldiers, covered in blood, returned to camp one after another. Professional soldiers like Baima Yicong. Even though many of them were tired of war, they could no longer live without it.
After a day of siege and fortification, although the newly issued military order prohibited killing, looting, and infringing on women, such a vivid victory and fighting still made them excited.
It was not until late at night that Zhao Yun finally returned to the military camp.
When I returned to the Chinese military camp, I saw that Zhou Xing and several minor officials were counting and recording the seizures.
"Mr. Zhou." As soon as Zhao Yun entered the tent, the blood and energy that had fermented throughout his body for a day filled the tent.
Zhou Xing looked up and saw him covered in blood. He was shocked and said, "Is Captain Zhao injured?"
"Thanks to Mr. Lao's concern, Yun has not been injured." Zhao Yun took off the blood-covered cloak behind him and sat down on the main seat.
Zhou Xing put down his pen and handed over the copper pot with cold boiled water next to him, "Seriously?"
In order to prevent the cholera epidemic, drinking raw water has long been prohibited in the military. Even if wartime conditions do not allow it, it must be treated with a simple water purification device distributed and then put in disinfectant tablets before it can be drunk.
"Seriously." Zhao Yun reached out to take the copper pot and poured a pot of cold water down his stomach. "Is Mr. Zhou going to deal with the seizure of the roster?"
"Of course." Zhou Xing smiled, took out a paper roster from his sleeve and handed it over. People need to be in position to build their strength. Although he only served as county magistrate for a few days, Zhou Xing's temperament has changed greatly.
You have to be much more relaxed.
Zhao Yun found a clean place at the hem of his uniform, wiped his hands, then took the roster and flipped through it for a moment, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
There is a shortage of young labor in the construction of Lulong Fortress, and these captured troops can be transferred to Lulong Fortress.
While building the city gates, with a little training and temporary distribution of weapons, they can also be used as troops to guard the gates.
There were other minor officials in the tent who had not been with them for a long time and could not be considered as confidants. Zhao Yun and Zhou Xing did not talk much and only briefly discussed the deployment of manpower.
At this moment, the army's supply and logistics quartermaster came in.
This quartermaster was originally a steward in Guzhu Manor, and he had a good foundation in literacy.
Together with several other stewards, he followed Zhao Xi to learn numbers and abacus, and basically mastered the four-pillar accounting method. He was also dispatched to the army as a military supply officer.
After Zhou Xing bowed to Zhao Yun, he went straight to the point: "Xiahou Sima brought more than ten carts of baggage from the city, saying it was horned millet and honey rice dumplings, and distributed them to the sergeants in the army."
"Please also ask Captain Zhao for instructions."
He said and handed over a paper detailed list that came with the car.
Zhao Yun and Zhou Xing looked at each other, especially Zhou Xing, who was a little confused. He knew very well the supplies in the county government treasury, and how could he have any spare money to buy rice dumplings with honey?
The only possibility is the arrangement made by Miss Lone Bamboo.
Could it be someone from Lone Bamboo?
Zhao Yun took the list and scanned it casually, printed it on it and said: "Since it has been sent, it will be distributed tomorrow."
The quartermaster received Zhao Yun's order and left with the stamped list.
"Young lady, you are so attentive." Zhou Xing smiled as he lowered his head and wrote down another number in the work notebook in his hand.
"Captain Zhao, I will leave the rest of the chores to you." Zhou Xingdao said, "You have been tired for a long day. Go and eat something to cushion your stomach, take a bath and go to bed."
Zhao Yun responded, but his face was thoughtful.
It was pitch dark in the County Yaguan Temple, except for a lamp like a bean in one courtyard.
Gongsun Yan held his chin with his hand, and there were some soup and rice on the table beside him.
The oil lamp suddenly crackled and exploded, and she suddenly woke up.
She asked her maid to clean the kitchen, then went to the kitchen to find some meat and rice, cooked meat porridge for Gongsun Cheng, and prepared a table of meals for Zhao Yun.
But after waiting until late at night, no one came back.
Is it because the battle is not going well?
Gongsun Yan took off the hairpin and picked out the wick of the oil lamp.
Even though she knew that her opponents were all small characters who were instigated by others, and that the army also had newly made siege equipment, she was still a little worried on such a battlefield of swords and swords.
Gongsun Yan, who was never an optimist, fantasized about countless dilemmas and accidents while picking up lamp wicks.
Some couldn't sit still, so they wanted to go to the courtyard gate and find the night guard to inquire about the situation.
As soon as I opened the courtyard door, I bumped into someone.