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Chapter 488 War is all about money

Qian Xiaowei held up the wine glass that was refilled by Gong Fanxing. He couldn't drink it for a long time, he could only look at the liquid sloshing in the glass and murmured.

"Alas, it's a pity that our strength is still too weak. Compared with Beixin's millions of troops, our current troops of less than 50,000 are really... Alas! If our troops and horses are strong, how can our brothers do this?

I'm afraid of those damn Beixin people, but we don't have the ability to recover our mountains and rivers in northern Guizhou on a large scale..."

These words caused everyone to think deeply again, and some people got excited and spoke incoherently, looking like they were risking their lives, "Sir, please take us out and do it!".

"General, we are not weak now, so why not go all out and take back a city?".

Haha, talking about recovering and seizing the city, how can it be so simple?

It is easy to seize it, but it is too difficult to hold on after taking it back.

It's not that Xiao Wenye hasn't thought about regaining the rivers and mountains in northern Guizhou. He has long wanted to take a bigger step and not just stop at activities along the Beiling Mountains. After killing and wiping out small enemy forces, he can then turn around.

Just run and repeat guerrilla fighting.

He thought about it day and night, how much he hoped he had the ability to gradually regain the lost territory, occupy the next area, and protect the people to recuperate and recuperate. Unfortunately, due to the helplessness of reality, they had not tried to attack and occupy before.

The city was eventually abandoned due to various problems such as manpower.

Since then, the battle plan they implemented was to go out of the valley in batches to seize supplies. In small-scale guerrilla operations, they killed the enemy and turned around and ran away. They did not dare to stay outside for too long. After all, they had few people.

There are no reinforcements yet, and we must not let the enemies who already rule the North land make dumplings.

As time went on, after six years, apart from spreading out the scouts and looking at the people outside the city who had settled down, there was really nothing gained.

Looking at the excited uncles and the dark-faced father who was brooding, Xiao Yulou, who was in charge of all affairs in the valley, had no choice but to interrupt everyone.

"Uncles, my nephew understands your feelings, but things are not that simple.

We have a full force of 50,000 troops. How can we fight head-on with the enemies now scattered all over Beixin?

Moreover, the war is fought with money. If we in Hulugu and other villages want to survive, the money burned is also money.

Eating salt costs money;

Medicine for wounds costs silver;

Even for the soldiers who died, they still need money for their compensation;

Not to mention, the food everyone eats still costs money;

Everyone wears clothes and eats, and opens their mouths to eat and drink. The food produced in the valley can barely provide enough for everyone to eat, and the weaving cloth can barely provide the uniforms of the officers and soldiers. However, in order to keep the soldiers and the people fed and clothed

, every time we go out, we have to find a way to bring in some food and cloth. Many times, if we are empty-handed, we have to buy it even with money.

Money has to be spent everywhere. Dad, uncles and uncles, the money accumulated in our military treasury is now gone...

Without money, no matter how ambitious we are, no matter how strong Beixin is, no matter how ambitious we are, we still can't win this battle...".

It's not that Xiao Yulou wants to disappoint everyone, it's just money that is burned in the war!

This is why a penny can stump a heroic man.

He could understand the uncles' belligerence, desire for revenge, and desire for recovery, but he had to pour cold water on everyone to calm down and let everyone see clearly the current crisis in Hulu Valley.

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After saying so much, he actually hasn't said the most important thing, which is that the weapons in their hands should be replaced. After so many years of use, the high-intensity and intensive fighting with the enemy in Degu, not to mention the loss of arrows, just said

The Mo knives in everyone's hands are all blunt...

There are also protective armors and galloping horses. These are all aging and are in urgent need of replacement. Unfortunately, they are still money.

Regardless of how much money they gained in the beginning, or how much they gained every time they went out, compared to the rate of loss, it was really a drop in the bucket.

It can be said that if he and his colleagues hadn't planned carefully and racked their brains every day, they would have been unable to make ends meet...

The heavy topic made everyone present feel heavy. Xiao Yuqi sat by the kang near the window in the house. After listening to her ears, small thoughts arose in her heart.

Her father, the uncles around him, and even his own eldest brother, what are they thinking in their hearts, and how do they want to regain the Northland, avenge the soldiers who died in vain, and the people who lost their lives innocently?

Day and night, I thought about how they were going to crush the beasts in the North, and how they wanted to stand upright in front of the Emperor of Southern Guizhou and ask if Southern Guizhou still remembered these bloody soldiers and innocent people who had been abandoned in the North...

However, all these expectations and hopes must be supported by endless money.

My eldest brother has a very good saying, money is what you fight in wars.

If it wasn't like this, why would those damn Beixin people invade? Isn't it all for profit?

For the dreams of her fathers, and for the poor heroic souls in her collection who were still trapped in the mission and unable to get out even though they were dead, Xiao Yuqi felt that she had to do something.

Isn't it just that she is short of money? She can earn it!

This thought vaguely arose in her heart. Xiao Yuqi picked up the food in the bowl a little faster. She stopped listening to the conversation between her father, her uncles and her brothers at the two tables outside. She only thought about her own things.

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I have a lot of money and food in my family. I started farming in Hulu Valley that year, and my father paid back the money and food he had contributed. Even since then, I have cultivated the land in Tiankeng, and I have harvested a lot of food, fruits and vegetables every year.

Feng, it’s not like she never thought about taking it out for everyone to use.

It's a pity that I don't know what my parents think. They say that the valley is already functioning, and they can't keep pointing fingers at themselves. Since then, their own encyclopedia has only been in and out.

Except for the good things she produced, which she rowed in and out in a small boat and carried out for her family to eat, all the other harvests from each season were sealed and untouched in the collection.

She was still upset when she talked about this.

The three brothers could always take turns to go out with their father to gain experience, but they were tightly controlled by their mother. Reading and literacy were all compulsory subjects for her every day. From the time she entered the mountains, she had never been able to go out again.

This is no escape from the world, it's like going to jail!

Every time he thought of this, Xiao Yuqi felt depressed, and the force of chewing meat in his mouth could not help but increase by three points.
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