Chapter 305

The two fronts were fighting at the same time, but Cao Cao himself was not worried about anything. Zhang Feng, Cao Ren and Shi Adu were helping in Chang'an; not to mention Cao Ang's side, Zhang Liao could restrain the remnants of Yuan's army in Changshan in Yanmen, and as long as Xindu is captured, there would be no more land for Yuan's army in Jizhou.

What's more, Xia Houyuan, the Yin people, are lying in the dark, and they probably suddenly appeared in Yuan Jun's hinterland at any time.

After Lu Bu returned to Xuchang to receive the merits, he would return to Bingzhou to further integrate the Huns' submission forces, and arrange for the Han people to settle in the sphere of influence such as Shuofang, and migrate a large number of Xiongnu people to Bingzhou to live in the mixed residence of Han people... This is the first step of assimilation. The two ethnic groups may still be hostile to each other within a few years, but they live together every day, and they will be shaking in front of themselves with their eyes open and closed. What about more than ten years, decades, or even hundreds of years?

Cao Cao believed that there was always one, the word Huns would be erased from everyone's memory...

The so-called soft knife kills people without blood, which makes the Huns slowly and gradually cook into a pot of cooked frogs.

Moreover, Cao Cao had prepared many Han people and scholars who could write, and arranged to teach Han culture among the Huns and open academies. It might be difficult at first, but one day, the Huns who had accepted Han culture would gradually merge.

This autumn was not very smooth. The Fufeng earthquake made it feel trembling, including Chang'an and Luoyang.

Qingzhou had a severe drought, but the situation was much better than when Emperor Ling and Emperor Huan were there. Almost no one starved to death, but the price increase was certain. Although the official grain was transported from Xuzhou and Yanzhou to Qingzhou in batches, the demand for the entire Qingzhou could not be met.

Fortunately, the double-season rice in the Guangling area has developed a lot, and the Qingzhou Navy's warships have become transport ships, traveling day and night between Qingzhou and Guangling.

There was no riot or plague. The people under Cao Cao were filled with emotion. If it were the past, drought was synonymous with starvation. However, except for eating porridge every day, it has not changed much from the previous life.

The grain transport fleet that enters Qingzhou every day is the source of their confidence. Without money, every disaster victim can receive a fixed daily ration, and refugees who flee abroad have a special porridge shed.

However, for Han Sui, these things are not his business. He just needs to be careful that no one in his territory will run away. In fact, all those who should run away were running, and the rest were his own direct troops. The first time Han Sui in Jincheng had less than 100,000 people and his morale was low.

Fortunately, Yan Xing could help him with everything during his serious illness, which made him feel much more at ease and just need to recover from his illness.

But after the autumn harvest, he could no longer lie down. Once he had finished collecting the food, it would definitely be the day when Zhang Feng raised his troops!

Although the autumn harvest had just happened, Han Sui was wearing two thick blankets, his face was as yellow as the yellow wall in Jincheng, and a strip of cloth was tied on his head, lying on the couch as if he was ready to die at any time.

The eight subordinates, Cheng Yi, Ma Wan, Yang Qiu, Zhang Heng, Liang Xing, candidates, Cheng Yin and Li Kan, sat in the two sides, and only Yan Xing stood by Han Sui's sword and protected him.

Strictly speaking, these eight divisions are not Han Sui's subordinates, but are similar to members of the alliance. However, these eight divisions have always been submissive to Han Sui, so they are almost the same as their subordinates.

"Everyone," Han Sui was so old that when he spoke, he held a mouthful of phlegm in his throat that he could never swallow. His voice was mixed with the friction of phlegm in his throat, which made several people feel nauseous when they heard it.

"After the autumn harvest, Zhang Feng's son will definitely attack heavily. Now... I am already declining and the Qiang people are also very disinterested. Now there are less than 100,000 soldiers available in my hands. What should I do if Zhang Feng comes to attack?"

As his name suggests, Zhang Heng looked full of flesh and flesh, and his twisted beard on his chin looked powerful.

"Han Gong doesn't have to worry too much. Although there are not many troops stationed in the two counties of Xiping and Jincheng, our eight tribes also have more than 200,000 troops, Zhang Feng's troops are not many, and they are not as brave as our Qiang, Di, and Rong people. If he dares to come, he will be kept to him without a return."

Most of the eight people are big and brainless, with their chest muscles all have developed, but when it comes to using their brains... they may be comparable to Dian Wei. Otherwise, they would not have been willing to follow Han Sui.

Han Sui sighed in his heart. He has always been the leader of the entire force. He said he was the east, and everyone followed him, and had never had any other opinions. Now he has developed a habit that no one else can find a way, just waiting for him to worry about it.

These eight guys with big arms and round waists are good at fighting, but Zhang Feng can beat them with just a fist? With just one order, he ran away with more than 200,000 people under his command, leaving only tens of thousands of people.

He looked at Yan Xing again. His face was cold and without any expression. He didn't even know where his eyes were. He stood still like a cold mountain sculpture.

"In my opinion... it's better to cause some other trouble for Zhang Feng." Han Sui said to Yan Xing again, "Get a map."

Yan Xing spread a pampered roll on several tables, which turned slightly yellow. Perhaps because of too much reading, the handwriting on it was a bit blurry and faded.

"If Zhang Feng arrives in Jincheng, he will first pass through Anding, Nan'an, Tianshui, and Hu and Han are living together, and there will be constant disputes. If it can incite large-scale civil unrest, he may not have time to cause trouble for us. And..."

Han Sui tried to sit up, and Yan Xing saw the company and came forward to support him.

"Everyone, even we are afraid of the bravery of the Hu people. If Zhang Feng died at the hands of the rioters... haha!"

Han Sui smiled and narrowed his eyes, and there was no such thing as an old person? The eight people felt nervous. This old fox was still as cunning as he was!

These sentences were uploaded and modified and added. I originally thought that New Year's Day could be more, but I didn't expect that it was not as good as usual, because I had to accompany my family, my grandparents who were hospitalized in the hospital also went home to celebrate the festival, which was less rest time than usual. I could only think about it on the day of rest.
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