Food, for all people, is a very important thing. Without food, many people may starve to death.

So after hearing that the Yellow Turban Army wanted to borrow food, these people hesitated.

If the Yellow Turban Army does not pay attention to faith and righteousness, and if they borrow but do not repay, these people, who do not have much food at home, will have a more difficult life.

Besides, borrowing food to the Yellow Turban Army without permission is collusion and rebellion. If the people in the government knew about it, they would all be convicted.

However, there are also people who have other ideas in their hearts. In this era of extreme food scarcity, many people have very little stock in their homes.

If the Yellow Turbans can really return double the grain and grass after five days, then even if there are some risks, it is worth the fight.

There are also some people who have very simple thoughts, in their opinion, if it weren't for the Yellow Turban Army this time, they have been chasing after the Xianbei people, so that the Xianbei people have no time to plunder around.

I'm afraid that the food in their villages will also be swept away.

Even if they were able to hide in the mountains in advance, their houses would probably be burned down by the Xianbei people. Therefore, the Yellow Turbans are their benefactors.

For benefactors, they will definitely not skimp on food.

Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, a young man stepped forward and said angrily: "Over the years, how much food have the Xianbei people robbed us of and killed how many of our brothers and sisters? ”

"Now that the Yellow Turban Army has come to fight the Xianbei people, a few hundred people dare to attack the Xianbei Dazhai of 50,000 people, and only a few dozen people have come back alive."

"What's wrong with them hiding in the mountains and being their own kings? People are running down the mountain, what is the purpose of bloody battles? ”

"People are short of food now, even if we don't say it, we should do our part to raise some food and grass for the Yellow Turban Army."

"No matter what you think, anyway, I will give all the food in my family to the Yellow Turban Army!"

"Well said!"

An old man clapped his dry palms, came out of the crowd, and shouted.

The young man hurriedly stepped forward, supported the trembling old man, and said, "Ah Weng, why are you here?" ”

The old man gently rubbed the young man's head and said with relief: "If I don't come, how can I hear what you just said?" ”

The young man lowered his head and said, "Ah Weng, I will leave you something to eat." Even if the Yellow Turbans don't give us food, I will go down to the mountains and rivers to help you find something to eat. ”

But he didn't want to, the old man stiffened his neck and said, "What kind of food do you keep?" Have you forgotten how your mother and sister died? ”

"Send all the food to the Yellow Turban Army, even if we starve to death, as long as they can kill a few more Xianbei people, we will die without regrets."

The young man remembered the robbery of the Xianbei people a few years ago, and thought of the tragic situation of his aunt and sister at that time, and his eyes couldn't help but redden. He bit his lip and nodded vigorously.

The old man took the young man's hand, walked home tremblingly, and said, "Don't care what other people think, we all have to give food to the Yellow Turban Army." If I starve to death, you baby will go directly to the Yellow Turban Army. ”

The villagers looked at the back of the father and son leaving, and their hearts were a little bitter.

A few years ago, a small group of Xianbei people went south to fight the grass valley, and many people in the village died under their butcher's knives. The young man's mother and sister were also defiled to death.

Even the old man was hanging by a thread at that time, even if he was later rescued, his body bones were getting worse and worse.

Therefore, this father and son, the hatred for the Xianbei people, even the boiling Yushui River can't be washed away.

In fact, it is not only the father and son, but also the rest of the villagers. Living on the border, they have been harassed and plundered by the Hu people for generations, and they have long been miserable.

If it weren't for this, when Chen Xu and the others fled on the west bank, those people would not have risked their lives to rescue them.

The dialogue between the old man and the young man touched the hearts of many villagers, and they shouted loudly: "I also want to give the food at home to the Yellow Turban Army!" ”

"And me!"

……

The above scene has happened in many villages.

Although the territory of Bingzhou is vast and sparsely populated, there are many people who support it, and the Yellow Turban Army no longer has to worry about the rations for a few days.

In fact, not only ordinary people, but even some nearby large families will also generously donate some of their surplus food to the Yellow Turban Army.

Xianbei people are not like the government, which only exploits ordinary people, but for those large families, they dare not do it.

The barbaric Xianbei people, they not only robbed the property of ordinary people, but also those rich and oily families, but also the objects they liked to plunder.

Therefore, the Xianbei people in the north can be said to be a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh of all Han people.

Pingcheng is located at the foot of the Taihang Mountains. But the entire Taihang Mountain stretches for more than 800 miles, and the Dazhai of the Yellow Turban Army is not close to here.

Chen Xu estimates that it will take at least five days for the grain and grass in Dazhai to arrive. But in less than four days, Wang Yan personally led 10,000 Yellow Turban elite soldiers to Chen Xu's camp with grain and grass.

However, the Xianbei people who had died had no intention of continuing to plunder, and no one thought of avenging Helian. Instead, the leaders of several large tribes began to compete for power, all wanting to ascend to the throne of Khan.

The leaders of those small tribes are afraid of being swallowed up by these large tribes. So they all took advantage of the night to secretly leave the Xianbei people's Dazhai and go north to return to their respective tribes.

Before Wang Yan came over with food, the Xianbei cavalry on the other side of the river had already left.

The inertia of history is so powerful. Even with Chen Xu's intervention, this invasion of the Xianbei people is a bit anticlimactic.

With the food, Chen Xu instructed the soldiers to return the grain twice as much to the people who lent them food. Whether it is a poor person or a large local family.

Some received double the bread and rejoiced; Some people are only willing to take back their share of food, and resolutely refuse to ask for more.

But the Yellow Turban soldiers had already received Chen Xu's death order. They threw the food directly in the people's homes, and then left in style.

Since then, the prestige of the Yellow Turban Army among the people has become louder and louder.

Even among the markets, there are songs and ballads: "There are Hu people in the north, who come to plunder year after year; Officials are not officials, bandits are not bandits, and the Yellow Turbans are raising troops to attack Xianbei. ”

There is also a ballad that says: "The government is as ruthless as a wolf, scraping the ground for 300 feet; Xianbei is as fierce as a tiger, and when he kills people, he eats again. There are yellow turbans in the south, which are named anti-thieves, drive wolves to bless our land, and devour tigers to protect our people. ”

There is also a song that says: "The Yellow Turban Army, true faith, borrow grain and repay two stones; If the government is like a yellow scarf, why worry about the world is not peaceful? ”

Such a ballad resounded throughout the two states, and the local officials were shocked when they heard the words, and they all pressed it. However, the rumors are like tigers, and they can't be stopped.

In Mayi City, Yanmen County, Bingzhou, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy heard the songs sung by the people, and his face showed a sad face.

He turned his head and said to another young man beside him: "Brother Yan Zheng, the Yellow Turban Army is so confusing to the people, if they ascend to the heights and send troops to annex the state, the entire annex state will no longer be owned by the imperial court!" ”

The boy who is called 'Yanzheng' looks like he is twenty-four or five years old. Instead of echoing the young man's words, he asked, "Is there anything fictional in the ballad?" ”

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was silent.

Yes, if it weren't for the Yellow Turban Army really doing something that won the hearts of the people, the people wouldn't have made these songs for them.

Yan Zheng smiled and said to himself: "What the Yellow Turban Army has done is worthy of this kind of praise. ”

"If the people are struggling to make a living today, I have studied literature and martial arts since I was a child, hoping to show what I have learned. But to this day, nothing has been accomplished, and he has to live in Ah Liao's home. ”

At this, a bitter look appeared on his face.

Then he cheered up and suddenly said to the young man: "Ah Liao, I want to leave your Zhang family and go out for a tour." ”

The boy saw the glint in his eyes and knew that he was lying. With a slight movement in his heart, he thought of a possibility, and hurriedly said: "Brother Yan Zheng, you, you don't want to go to the Yellow Turban, right?" ”

There was no affirmation or denial of solemnity, just silence.

The boy had long known Yan Zheng's character, and seeing him behave like this, how could he not understand his mind.

The young man hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Brother Yanzheng, you have to think about it, the Yellow Turban Army is a thief." Once you go to them, there's no way back. ”

Yan Zheng shook his head and said, "Ah Liao, I'm not like you, I have a good family background. Our Gao family has been in complete decline since that Xianbei invasion. ”

"I once heard that Bo Lu Bu, the lord of the state assassin under the history of the state, has the courage of ten thousand people, and the mighty Xianbei and the Huns. To be honest, before that, I want to go to him. ”

"However, since the Yellow Turban Army went north to attack the Xianbei people, I have changed my mind. If I follow them, even if they all die on the battlefield like the 500 men who robbed the camp, I will never regret it in my heart. ”

Yan is the word of the teenager, his surname is Gao, and his single name is a straight character. And the boy called 'Ah Liao' is called Zhang Liao.

Gao Shun's family background was also very good, but since the Xianbei people looted, their Gao family began to fall.

Since then, Gao Shun has been strict with himself, studying martial arts and the art of war diligently, and is eager to join the army to attack the Xianbei people one day. Gao Shun is also famous in the local area because of his superior force.

Although Zhang Liao is only seventeen years old, he has been famous for his bravery since he was a child, and he likes to make friends with heroes.

He had heard of Gao Shun's reputation, and after meeting him, the young Zhang Liao admired him even more. So he has always been good friends with Gao Shun, and even often helps Gao Shun.

Gao Shun's talent, no one knows better than Zhang Liao. Compared with his outstanding martial arts, Gao Shun has unique insights into military training and the art of war.

Even Zhang Liao himself often asked Gao Shun for advice on martial arts and the art of war.

Now he suddenly heard that this person he admired was going to join the anti-thief Yellow Turban Army, and he felt very uncomfortable.