At dusk, a man wearing a military uniform from the Tang Dynasty sat at the door of a little boy's house. He held a cigarette between his fingers, blew out a mouthful of white mist, and glanced at the little boy sitting next to him: "Have you ever been to school?"
"No." The boy lowered his head and fiddled with the stones at his feet, and replied without raising his head.
"You should study." The man took a puff of cigarette, and then said with some regret: "If you miss a good time, sometimes you will miss it for a lifetime."
While he was speaking, a truck swayed to a stop on the road. The soldiers of the Tang Army jumped out of the truck and distributed rations one by one to the Qin people who were queuing up.
There is a famine here, and all the food has been transferred away by the Qin army. They did not intend to leave any food, but left their own people to the Tang army who occupied this place.
"You must be hungry, I have some candy here." The man touched his pocket, but was stunned for a moment. Only then did he remember that he seemed to have given the candy in his ration to the thin people standing on the roadside on the way here.
child.
The economic situation of the Qin State was not very good. Two consecutive years of war had plunged the empire into extreme poverty. I originally wanted to rely on the last war to make a comeback, but ended up losing completely.
It is not an exaggeration to describe the local people as starving. There are hungry people everywhere and miserable thatched huts and shacks everywhere.
In the Tang Empire, if village officials used such shacks to fool the people, they would be shot. But here, building some shacks for poor people is already a kind of good governance.
The Qin army deliberately left behind hungry people, and also left a large number of grenades, rifles and other weapons for these hungry people. They hoped that the people of Qin could use their own flesh and blood to stop the Tang army's advance.
In fact, fierce battles had broken out in many places, and the local people did not want to be occupied by the Tang people, so they took up arms and fought bloody battles with the Tang army.
However, such a battle did not cause too many casualties to the Tang army, but in turn caused huge losses to the local civilians.
Retracting his hand in embarrassment, the Tang officer touched his pocket on the other side and found that there were only lighters and cigarettes inside.
So he became even more embarrassed, subconsciously took another puff of cigarette, and then said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I gave the candy to other children. I will give you something else later."
The boy lowered his head and continued to play with the stones. He put the black stones on one side and the stones of other colors on the other side.
It can be seen that he is commanding a unique battle. The black army is in strict discipline and ranks neatly, beating the colorful stones into pieces.
The man stopped talking and just stared blankly at the soldiers of the Tang Army who were distributing food in the distance. The Qin Army did leave a big burden for the Tang Army, so that the Tang Army could only stay in place for a short time to appease those who were about to starve to death.
of refugees.
We have no choice but to calm them down and provide food honestly. Pull out the thorns inside and deal with them, and the remaining people will be managed bit by bit according to the management methods of the Tang Empire.
In fact, the Tang State was mentally prepared for such a method. Whether it was Tang Mo or Chu Mu Prefecture, their priority was to govern Qin before occupying Qin.
In other words, the Tang army had fully considered the difficulties before entering Qin and formulated a series of countermeasures. However, Qin itself collapsed too quickly, disrupting these plans.
However, when the Tang State was not fully prepared, the Tang Army troops on the front line showed their own excellence: they engraved Qiu Wuwu's discipline in their bones, and displayed the glorious tradition of charity.
The people of Qin caused the Tang Army's material loss rate to rise to an incredible level. The Tang Army lost their belongings along the way, until they had nothing but weapons, and then they stopped attacking.
Guangmian was in the front, and the Tang army indeed pushed the front to Qin. At the same time, the Tang army launched a vigorous liquidation movement of landlords in the occupied areas of Qin.
The Tang army mobilized the local people to judge the landlords and gentry who oppressed the people, executed the inhumane Zhou Bapi, and redistributed their land to the local people who had lost their relatives because of the war.
Everyone has obtained their own land, and everyone is full of confidence in the coming spring, so the chaos that the Qin army hoped to see did not actually occur on a large scale.
Except for some stubborn Qin people who fought guerrillas in the mountainous wilderness to harass the Tang army, most of the Qin people surrendered their weapons.
"Won't you take the land back?" After the black stones defeated the variegated stones, the little boy suddenly asked.
"No. What is given to you is yours, but these lands are not allowed to be bought or sold and can only be used for farming." The officer of the Tang State did not hesitate because the question was asked by a little boy, but answered seriously.
"My father is dead. He was beaten to death by you a few months ago." The child raised his head, looked at the man beside him and continued to ask: "Can you bring him back to life?"
"No." The Tang officer continued to answer. He didn't know who the boy's father was, or whether he was really dead. There were millions of Qin prisoners in the occupied areas of the Tang Empire. In a short period of time,
It is simply impossible to count everyone's information and then send their information to their respective homes.
Therefore, the people on the Qin side did think that their relatives were dead, but in fact many Qin prisoners of war were still alive.
"If I kill you, will you let my mother go?" The boy continued to ask, and there seemed to be no hatred in his tone.
"I don't know, but I hope you can study hard in the future, take good care of your mother, find a decent job, and become an upright man." The man put out his cigarette butt on the ground and sighed.
The boy did not speak, but just looked at the man. After a while, he took out a grenade from his pocket and handed it to the man: "I picked this up."
He told a lie. The grenade had been hidden in his pocket for two days. He had wanted to die with the soldiers of the Tang Army countless times, but he had never been able to muster the courage.
Even though he had hatred, he still didn't have the consciousness to die holding a stranger in his arms.
"Good boy." The Tang officer took the grenade, touched the boy's head, and praised as if he completely believed the child's lies: "I will reward you."
