Riding and chopping: Overlord of the Han and Hungarians

Chapter 317 316. Weiman North Korea
between words.

Wei Shao'er discussed with Huo Qubing properly.

There is no thought of leaving home.

It has only been seven or eighty years since the war went from war to peace, and in these seven or eighty years, the emigration policy, the Xiongnu invaded the border, and the refugees and bandits have never stopped.

Even though Huo Jiagui is now the home of the Marquis, they used to live in displacement.

Seeing that his mother didn't object, Huo Qubing sighed inwardly, and there was no last excuse left, so let's just leave it at that.

"I'm going to prepare there. Family wealth is not very important. I have the ability to make our life better, and the servants also need to take care of it. It's better to be more generous."

Wei Shaoer nodded: "The sick child is the master, you are the master."

"Ah."

Nodding his head, Huo Qubing stood up, told Huo Guang to accompany his mother, then turned and left.

The old woman came out with a bigger plate than before.

The first time he came out, he saw Huo Qubing leaving, looked at the snack in his hand, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Ma'am, this is Dalang"

Putting the dinner plate on the small table on the soft floor, Huo Guang took off his shoes and socks, knelt down in front of the small table and began to eat.

Looking out the door, Wei Shao'er looked at the accessories in his hand, "Oh" and sighed softly.

"Homeowner."

The manager of the Huo family was called, and Huo Qubing asked him to take out all the land deeds and deeds.

"And that's all."

Huo Qubing nodded as he looked at the cloth that would take several baskets to fill.

"Let the servants line up to come over, as long as the contract is at home, call them over, and let them eat at home today."

"You stay and help me tidy up."

"only."

The land deeds are mostly land deeds and shops in the county.

A land deed, a person's deed, Huo Qubing and the steward just sorted it out together.

Looking at Huo Qubing, who had been calm and vicissitudes, the steward seemed to realize something, and sighed softly.

One afternoon and one night.

Huo Qubing handed over all the land deeds and human deeds in his family.

Not to others, but to these servants at home.

Returning the deed is equivalent to redeeming the body. In this era, the signing of the deed between the tenant farmers and the host family is a private matter and will not be registered with the government.

And only those who sell themselves as slaves can break away from the identity of the 'human' species in a true sense and become a commodity that can be traded at will.

But the "slaves" in the Han Dynasty were not only goods, but also had to pay human tax. Of course, this tax was paid by the owners of these slaves.

There are not many slaves in the Huo family, and Wei Shaoer likes to be clean. There are less than 20 of them, and the rest are tenant farmers.

Now Huo Qubing has returned the contracts signed by these tenant farmers privately with the Huo family, and no one has given any land as a gift.

Huo Qubing couldn't take the fields with him, so he might as well sell them, maybe because of what he saw along the way, Huo Qubing had a little more understanding of the low-level people in his heart.

Amid the sound of gratitude, Huo Qubing only stayed at home for one night.

Before dawn the next day, the carriage outside Huo's mansion was ready, and his mother and younger brother Huo Guang, who hadn't woken up, were brought into the carriage. Huo Qubing disappeared into the twilight with twenty servants and the housekeeper of the Huo family.

When he came back this time, he didn't tell anyone, just came back quietly, and then left quietly.

from now on.

There will be no more champions in the world.
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Across the Changbai Mountains and across the Yalu River is the border of North Korea.

In the past, Lu Wan fled to North Korea in a mutiny, defeated Jizi North Korea, which was already in danger at that time, and established his own regime, which is now Wiman North Korea.

But North Korea is a small place, but there are many things.

In a tiny place, besides Wiman Joseon, there is also Mahan in the southeast, and the Chenhan area is separated from Wiman Joseon, which is very similar to the North and South regimes of later generations.

If there was no Zhang Qi in this era, according to the normal historical trajectory, during the confrontation between the Han and the Hungarian, Weiman and North Korea had the idea of ​​breaking away from the control of the Han court because of the increasingly powerful regime, so that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sent [-] Han troops to destroy and establish Four counties as the end,

But now, because of Zhang Qi, the Han court was in chaos, and Weiman North Korea was more concerned, and even coveted Liao land.

But they couldn't think of it.

To the west of them lived a new king who was better at fighting than the Han army.

now.

They are coming.

Pyongyang.

It is said to be a royal palace, but it is more like a Korean royal palace in a marquis mansion.

The King of Joseon was startled awake by a sudden transmission.

"Report--! The Han... Han... Army is here, Smecta."

"what!"

The king of Joseon's scalp went numb for a moment.

Although he coveted the Liao land, it was only because of the chaos of the Han Dynasty that he had no intention of caring about it.

Now that he suddenly heard the news of the arrival of the Han army, how could he not be afraid.

After all, their family also came from the rebellion of the Han Dynasty, and they are also aware of the power of the Han army.

"Where are you?!"

"It's past the water!"

"Why so fast?! What are you eating!"

The king of Joseon was furious.

After passing the Yishui, doesn't that mean we have already reached the door of the house!

It is only half a day's distance from Pyongyang to Xishui, and even faster cavalry can run there in a few hours. If there is a boat, they can even take a boat down and appear directly outside Pyongyang.

How can this prevent the King of Joseon from being furious!
"Come on! Drag it down and chop it up! A bunch of wine bags and rice bags!"

"Forgive me, my lord, forgive me, Smecta!"

The king of Joseon didn't have the time to answer the wailing and begging for mercy, so he walked a few steps to the study and called the general of Joseon.

Don't even think about going out of the city to meet the enemy.

At the beginning, my grandfather took over North Korea with a thousand soldiers and horses, but now it has only been a few decades, and the weapons, equipment and soldiers are simply incomparable.

We can only defend according to the city, and hope that the Han army will retreat in spite of the difficulties when there is a problem with the supply.

Soon.

A middle-aged man walked in quickly.

He cupped his hands: "See Your Majesty."

"Excuse me, Aiqing, now that the Han army is coming in menacingly, I want you to gather soldiers to defend the city!"

"In addition, strengthen the walls and clear the fields, and don't let the Han army get any supplies here!"

"understand!"

The city of Pyongyang began to be in a hurry, and all the defenders were mobilized into the city.

The gates of the city fell one after another, and all the Koreans waited nervously for the arrival of the Han army.

But the Han army they were talking about did not appear for a long time. Instead, they turned to the left and stationed not far from the sea.

"General!"

Set up camp.

The generals of the new army entered the big tent.

Three new armies, 6 people, no auxiliary soldiers, no heavy soldiers.

As the saying goes, soldiers and horses go first before using food and grass.

But why are they not?
The answer lies at sea.

"General, to arrive at the predetermined location, find the supply sign."

"it is good!"

"For this quick trip, everyone only brought dry food for one month's march, and they almost vomited. Now, immediately, send a signal to let the supply ship dock, eat well before talking!"

"promise!"

The general is also full of joy,

Marching dry food is good and easy to carry, sweet and salty, but the cheeks can't bear it if you eat too much. In just one month, the cheeks of all the soldiers are swollen, and they have long wanted to change to other foods.

　I'm working overtime today, there's only one chapter, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)