The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 152 Choice and Fate

In addition to a large number of farmers joining the local refugee armies, even the local government troops experienced a large number of deserters.

These young men had only one thought in mind.

run!
Run faster!
If we don't run away now, the imperial court will try to seize our wealth and kill us if we stay at home!
But is life really as good as these people claim when you rashly join the refugee army?
The answer is, naturally, that each has its own difficulties.

The displaced people's protests either targeted landlords and local tyrants or stormed the county government office, shouting for violence.

Free meals, and you're full at every meal.

They could even capture some of the landlords' concubines to provide entertainment for the refugees.

However, most of the leaders of these migrant gangs rose to power through violence and intimidation.

They have virtually no manners.

Character is entirely dependent on luck!
They also fought to the death with other migrant gangs for territory.

There are undercurrents and constant turmoil among those large migrant gangs of tens of thousands of people.

The villages, once teeming with displaced people, are now almost entirely deserted.

They came from the villages and went to the capital cities of various states.

They wanted to seize the opportunity to change their fate.

Several powerful and influential families were more anxious than ants on a hot pan after learning that the Li family of Longxi had been almost completely wiped out by Po Jun.

Even the most prestigious families can only maintain three to five thousand servants and martial arts masters.

It's obvious that there's no chance of winning a direct confrontation with these refugees, who number in the tens or hundreds of thousands.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket.

When a tree grows big, it needs to branch out!

The Lantern Festival has just passed.

Zhao Muyun, who was far away in the border town, received a letter from his brother-in-law.

He read the contents of the letter over and over again.

Overjoyed beyond words: "Hahaha, we have food! We have food!"

The quartermaster and his subordinates, who had been suffering from hunger for days, immediately perked up at the mention of "food".

original.

A branch of the ancient Wu-Yue Ni family, led by his brother-in-law, is preparing to invest 600,000 shi of grain in Zhao Muyun.

The quartermaster was moved to tears by this sincerity:
"Six hundred thousand shi of grain! Enough to feed an army of one hundred thousand for six months! That way, we can survive until the summer harvest! My lord, my lord! Where is this six hundred thousand shi of grain?!"

Zhao Muyun shook the letter in his hand, sighed deeply, and then uttered an address: "Haijin Town!"

"Good heavens, is it Haijin Town in Youzhou?"

"Yes!"

Haijin Town, more than a thousand miles away, was a water and land transportation hub for the north-south grain transport of the Bei State.

They were tasked with transporting essential goods such as grain, salt, tea, and cloth.

The fact that a branch of the Wu-Yue Ni clan was able to transport such a large amount of grain to Haijin Town already demonstrates their strength and capability.

The general immediately began discussing the most pressing issue of transporting grain with his subordinates.

The quartermaster was the most anxious:
"The sooner the better. It's at least 1,500 li from Youtunwei to Haijin Town! The five garrisons' food supplies can only last about twenty days. Even with more sheep and carp, it won't be enough to feed 100,000 people for half a month! You'd better set off tomorrow morning."

An hour later, Gan Minglan and Zuo Wenkang were invited to the main camp by the bearded guards.

Zhao Muyun personally received the two:

"The situation is this: each of the five major military commands can send two thousand cavalrymen to transport grain, and this expedition will be led by General Tian Jiu."

General Tian consulted with me, the Commander-in-Chief, and would like to request your assistance in ensuring the success of this mission. Madam Gan, since you proposed to me half a month ago that we form a medical team, why don't you take them along to get acquainted with the group?"

Gan Minglan naturally nodded in agreement.

The General spoke so politely and distributed the resettlement supplies so generously; we can't just take the benefits and not do any work.

Before coming to the border town, She and others asked her to help them find a solution.

More than twenty women made it clear that they did not want to become prostitutes in the red tent.

But they didn't have Gan Minglan's fierce ability to kill enemies.

After thinking for a long time, Gan Minglan suggested that they go to the battlefield and focus on handling the casualties of soldiers after the war.

They can help move and bury the bodies.

They can also work as caregivers for the wounded, preparing medicine, applying ointments, washing clothes, and so on.

Compared to military doctors and apprentices, women are more meticulous and patient in doing these things.

Of course, she also made it clear to them.

Even behind the battlefield, medical personnel are always at risk of being injured, killed, or even captured after defeat.

Even after being captured, she could not escape the fate of being forced into prostitution by the enemy army.

In short, it's not a stable job.

But the promise Gan Minglan made to them was...

During the day that the medical team under her command was established, no border guard could force them into matters of love and sex!

Despite this promise, Ms. She and others still resolutely chose to join the medical team.

Gan Minglan's original plan was to first get the medical team through the formalities after the New Year.

While providing them with some strength training, we also invited professional military doctors and trauma doctors to explain battlefield wound treatment techniques.

As a result, nothing had been done yet.

This will catch them off guard and put them to work unexpectedly!
News spread quickly throughout Anpingfang, and the news of the medical team's formation spread in less than an afternoon.

More than a dozen women from the Zuo family came to courtyard number 36 to inquire about the matter.

Gan Minglan told them very frankly:
"Exiled criminal women under the age of thirty-five, if they don't go to the battlefield, can only enter the red tent! Our medical team goes to the battlefield to provide medical care for the wounded!"

Of course, swords and spears on the battlefield have no eyes, and we are responsible for any casualties.

I can guarantee that as long as I'm alive, I will do everything in my power to protect the safety of every member of the medical team. Welcome to the Border Town Medical Team – anyone who is fearless to die!

Her attitude was very clear: anyone who is willing can do this job.

However, they were only given one afternoon to consider.

Once you miss this opportunity, you'll never have another one!
The dozen or so people huddled together and whispered:

"I had already inquired before coming here. We are going to Youzhou to transport grain! We have to pass through the two provincial administrations of Hedong and Youzhou. I don't know how many refugees we will encounter."

“Those refugees even killed the local garrison and the border guards. Wouldn’t they go crazy for food? They may be good at killing the barbarians, but there are far more refugees than barbarians.”

"Yes! She was fighting and killing in front, she didn't care about the people behind her! Oh dear, I get dizzy just looking at blood, I can't be a medical worker."

"I think the military households in the border town are different from the garrison troops we've seen along the way. At least for the past two weeks, they've been quite polite to us."

"Yes, yes! Perhaps that so-called Red Tent isn't as terrible as they say? Besides, aren't they constantly on guard against the Tatars harassing the border? They don't have time to have fun."

"Right! How about we see how many of them come back from this trip? If it's not too dangerous, then we can..."

finally.

Led by Lady Lü, a young woman from the direct line of the Zuo clan, a dozen or so young women gave up their only chance to go ashore.
(End of this chapter)