Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 534
Wang Hou’s success stems from two points. First, he is a time traveler. Although he can’t catch up with Cao Cao in a taxi with his experience in governance and intrigue, he can’t catch up with Cao Cao in a taxi. However, later generations can see the tires. After all, he is more than 2000 years older than Cao Cao. The shoulders of a huge giant, the rich and colorful intestines in his stomach are several kilograms more than Cao Cao.

On the other hand, the source of Wang Hou's success is precisely because he started from a low level and climbed up from a low level. At first, those powerful and arrogant aristocratic families looked down on him and did not regard him as an enemy of the same magnitude, so they didn't really spend money on him. Too much thought was put on dealing with him, and when Wang Hou pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, his younger brother had accumulated more money, and he had practiced the skills of killing people, only then did a group of big bosses realize that the momentum was not good, and he chopped them all down.

Mr. Cao's second advantage is very similar to Wang Hou's, but he lacks the first innate advantage. When he gets Wang Hou's method of making a fortune, he is already in a high position, and there are countless under his hands. The savvy ghost of a ten-pound flamboyant family stared behind his back and calculated, and even if he wanted to make a big reform, he didn't dare to do it lightly because it would affect his whole body.

In particular, the Cao family is only a minister of power, not an emperor, and if their name is not right, it is not going well. In order to further their own ambitions, Mr. Cao did not dare to devour the interests of the aristocratic and wealthy families recklessly like Wang Hou did when he was in Qidi. He didn't even hesitate to start a war with them.

Ever since, they were also fighting an important battle that was related to the future of the entire force. Even though the Chibi War was much more aggressive than Wang Hou's Xiangping battle, Cao Jun's exit was worse than Wang Hou's when it really fell on the battlefield. many.

Just say this to eat!

Cao Jun's army is not short of rations!Thank you Liu Biao for his timely death. Liu Zong, who ascended the throne, was the youngest son, cowardly and uninitiated. I have to thank Liu Bei. Without an ambitious uncle like him here, Liu Zong would not have surrendered so easily. Anyway, no matter what If you are not in charge of your own business, who is it not to listen to?
Even if Liu Biao is the lord of Jingzhou in Jingzhou, he is actually quite useless, and the power basically falls in the hands of the rich and powerful families in Jingzhou. Over the years, he has plucked a lot of people's fat and people's cream, and according to this era, the government is like a brave. La's urine is good, and things are better stored. The military rations that were originally used to defend the north were all cheap to Mr. Cao, and became the military rations for the Northern Army to attack Jiangnan.

This is also the reason why Zhuge Liang tried his best to encourage Liu Bei to attack Xiangyang when he retreated from Xinye.

But enough food is enough to eat!Want more?No!what meat!egg!Milk!fish!You are dreaming!Is that for you poor soldiers?
Not to mention these meaty and non-staple foods, as long as there are not enough green vegetables to eat, the hundreds of thousands of Cao troops hoarding in Wulin still eat the same as the dime of the dead house in the dormitory of later generations.

Millet porridge, which is better than instant noodles, and Han Dynasty miso, which is similar in nature to Laoganma, is gone!
"Damn it, every day the millet porridge is just sauce, and a bird is coming out of my mouth!"

The two teams of soldiers were patrolling together, and they were still wearing the same armor. They were all heavy infantry equipment with chain armor inside the plate armor, but listening to the words, their soft power was exposed. He was still muttering grumblingly.

But listening to his words, Li Wei, the head of the Ba Mansion, was so used to it, he hummed nonchalantly: "Isn't it normal for soldiers to fight hard? You Qingzhou people are hypocritical! You just missed a few pieces of vegetables. Leafs! Now my army of 10,000+ is gathered here, and when the Nanmans across the river are destroyed, let’s go grab them! How many have been brought back!”

"Vegetable leaves? Grab?"

The generation gap between the two armies is unmistakable again. Being a soldier is indeed hard work, but except for the second Liaodong War last year, when he braved the ice and snow to attack Xiangping City, the minimum supply standard of Wang Hou's infantry was also vacuum canned bamboo skin fish. The hot kang is put on the kang to make soup with extremely dry and antiseptic vegetable leaves.

As for looting, it is impossible in the well-documented Rizhao Brigade. In Wang Hou’s original words, I feed you with delicious food and drink, pay you monthly, and give bonuses for your meritorious deeds. It's also Lao Tzu's output. If his mother is greedy and dares to embezzle Lao Tzu's interests, Lao Tzu ate him!
The blessing of this ruthless words, coupled with the fact that disorderly behavior is a felony in the Qingzhou Army, no matter what other troops do, in the Qingzhou Army, you must maintain your formation at all times!The most common way for soldiers to get rich and plunder in this era is not so common in Qingzhou.

Looking at the upright appearance of General Li Dian and his second uncle, Zhao Ping really stared straight at him, but before he opened his mouth to refute, another strange thing happened. The unspirited soldier was walking, and suddenly he threw himself on the ground and couldn't get up!
This time, it will blow up the pot in the marching team! Li Wei went up and kicked him angrily, and yelled rudely: "Get up! Don't pretend to be a fucking bear! Be careful with the army stick!"

But after kicking twice, the two sergeants who almost fell together were twitching and unable to stand up. Only then did they feel that the situation was serious. But at this glance, no matter whether it was the Bafu soldiers or the soldiers of the Rizhao Brigade, they couldn't help but gasped.

The skin on the neck of this person nearby has been ulcerated and rotted a large area. In a hideous horror, yellow-green pus is still flowing down disgustingly. The undamaged skin is also pale. His body was also trembling unceasingly. Seeing this scene, Li Wei couldn't help but let out a heavy breath and cursed angrily.

"Damn it! I got flatulence again!"

"Brother, please continue patrolling the rest of the battalion! I must send these two brothers back to the battalion!"

Shocked, Zhao Ping subconsciously nodded.

Carrying the two fallen, the 20-member elite patrol team of the Overlord's Mansion turned back heavily. Inadvertently, Zhao Ping saw patches of scorched black on their hands, the exposed skin on their necks, and even on the back of Li Wei's hands. He followed his subordinates and watched the friendly army leave, this disciple of the Zhao clan of Langya Kingdom couldn't help feeling chills down his back.

This is not an exception, right next to the military camp they were patrolling, there were hundreds of sergeants who also had abscesses and eschars on their bodies, their faces were pale, and their chests were severely swollen. This is a military camp with only 2000 people. The few military camps that he just visited were more or less like this. After a heavy look, Zhao Ping suddenly turned around gloomyly and ordered.

"Go back and smoke the spare clothes and quilts with mugwort leaves, and sprinkle the sulfur powder distributed before departure! Zhang Laosi, you guys put together some money, and you must get some vegetables and fruits no matter what! I don't want to be so useless and die here Everyone here, work harder for me!"

"Subordinates obey!"

It's really painful!Seeing the terrifying scene in front of them, twenty or so heavy infantrymen suddenly agreed, and immediately followed Zhao Ping in fear, and continued to patrol forward cautiously!

The barracks in front of us are also the same, with hideous scars, weak soldiers, moaning in pain, the patients lying outside seem to be no different from the dead, the weather is humid, and mosquitoes are swarming around these immobile people. Poor soldiers!
Something's wrong!
(End of this chapter)