newbobooks Chapter 1123 This is not her main battlefield
Chapter 1123 This is not her main battlefield
Zhou Guo was a little uncomfortable. "They say the silence after the hustle and bustle is the most desolate. I think so too. Fortunately they came back, otherwise it would be really sad."
Xiaoshu was puzzled, "Master, why are you so sad all of a sudden? This is not like you."
Normally he is the kind of person who leaves home without even looking back, so why is he sad just because there is no one left in the camp?
Dashu said unhappily, "If you think about it, you are the master. Do you think everyone is like you?"
Xiaoshu was angry and muttered, "What's wrong with me?"
Zhou Guo looked at the empty camp without saying a word. She could be considered someone who had experienced wars. Not only had she seen them, but she had also fought on the battlefield. Not only had she fought on the battlefield, but she had also personally commanded them.
For her now, things are different from when she first came.
On the battlefield, I am no longer a mere spectator. Those seemingly cold numbers were once such vivid, flesh-and-blood people with wives, children and elder relatives at home. How can I not feel emotional?
After a battle, no matter how great the victory, there will be deaths, bloodshed and sacrifice.
Although she also knew that in order to accomplish great things, bloodshed and sacrifice were necessary, but to her, these living people were no longer just numbers she heard from others.
How can I not be sad?
After today's battle, some people will definitely not be able to come back.
A few people returned to the tent and when they opened the curtain, they were surprised to see steaming food on the table.
There was soup, porridge, steamed buns, pickles, and meat. What was different from usual was the soup.
Zhou Guo walked forward and saw a bowl of mutton soup. He smiled and said, "I heard that Uncle Zheng only drove over a hundred sheep this time. Are they killing them now?"
Mutton is not a rare commodity in the military camp, but it is also rare.
Each general's share was only two kilograms, and the rest was to be distributed to the soldiers. If there were good things, the soldiers could also eat them.
If it was not enough for the soldiers to have a meal, the people below would never offer it, because even if they did, the general would not eat it.
She invited a few people to sit down and eat together, "You've been busy all night, eat something, and then go to sleep after you finish eating."
She was going to sleep. There were so many capable people outside, and this was not her home ground. She just wanted to sleep peacefully.
The few of them didn't hesitate to eat. After finishing the meal, Zhou Guo went to bed.
It was clearly daytime, but I fell asleep soon after I touched the pillow.
When I woke up again, the afterglow of the setting sun was shining on the tent, and the golden sunlight came in and spread all over the ground.
She stood up, stretched, and walked out.
The camp was bustling at this moment, with patrol teams coming and going, people drinking soup, eating meat and rice, laughing and playing rock-paper-scissors. They had won a great victory and there was enough food, so everyone was happy.
She walked around the camp and saw that everyone was smiling, so she smiled too.
The grain transport team will leave for the north tomorrow, and Lao Zheng will go back with them to report. She thinks it is time for her to leave too.
The barracks don't need her, every general here is more capable than her.
But this year there is drought in the south, so she has to go to the rear to prepare for next year's spring plowing.
She first told Zhou Dacang about this idea.
Zhou Dacang said, "Well, there is danger here after all. Something like what happened last night, we don't know when it will happen again. It's hard to guard against it. It's best for you to go to the rear."
Xu Xiushan also said: "Okay, although it is important for us to win the battle, you are more important. As the saying goes, food is the first necessity of the people. If we can't eat, no matter how powerful the Xu family army is, it will be useless and we will become fish on the chopping board."
Old Zheng said happily: "It's just right, you can go back with me, we can have a companion on the road."
Zhou Guo shook his head. "Uncle Zheng, I won't go back with you. I have things to do in the south. It's dry in the south this year. I have to finish supervising the spring ploughing in the south before I can go back."
There are so many prefectures and states in the south, and their importance is no less than that of the north.
If these lands have a good harvest, they can be equivalent to several northern areas. They are of utmost importance!
Xu Sibei said: "Then you have to bring more people with you. You are a celebrity now, you can't go alone."
Her importance to the court is no less than Xu Xiushan's, and may even be more important.
After all, even without Xu Xiushan, we still have Xu Xiaobei and Xu Sibei, but without Zhou Guo, there will never be another Zhou Guo.
Zhou Guo said, "No need. If I go with so many people, the target will be more obvious. But if I go alone, it will be difficult to find me if I hide in the crowd with only a few people."
Everyone nodded.
Xu Xiushan said, "Didn't you say you were short of people? There are some people in the camp who are no longer fit for the battlefield. Although they are no longer fit for the battlefield, they can still farm. Do you want them?"
Many wounded soldiers were carried back from every battle. As the war lasted longer, the number of wounded soldiers increased. There were still some who had nowhere to go. The camp could not accommodate so many people temporarily. After all, this was not the north, and how to accommodate the wounded was also a headache.
Zhou Guo said happily: "Yes, yes, yes, I am short of people. Dad, how many people are you going to give me?"
As for people, no matter how much they have, she will never have too much.
People are needed everywhere, and those who can farm are better.
In this way, she can replace the good players in the manor, as they are needed in other places.
Seeing her like this, Xu Xiushan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Little girl, how much land do you have? Do you need so many people?"
Zhou Guo chuckled and said, "There are some in the north, but in the south there are no more land except for a few manure farms with a few thousand acres of land."
The Zhou family already has enough land of several thousand hectares. If they want more, it will be a big deal to spread it all over the south.
Xu Xiushan said: "There are not many wounded soldiers. Many of them are no longer suitable for fighting in the battlefield and return to the logistics department. When the logistics department is full, they are sent back to their hometowns. They can buy a few acres of land in their hometowns and live a good life in the second half of their lives."
Zhou Guo said, "I know, it would be best if they have a place to go back to, but if they have no place to go, Dad, my place is a good place too. As long as they work hard, I will give them meat and they will give me soup."
Xu Sibei nodded and took the opportunity to say, "Dad, Guoguo wants to develop the escort agency, which also requires people. My eldest brother allocated 7,000 people to her before, and this one may not be enough. How many thousand can you allocate?"
Zhou Dacang was unable to get a word in, and then he realized that he knew less about his family than Xu Sibei.
Everyone knows, but he knows nothing.
"Develop the escort agency?" Xu Xiushan looked at Zhou Guo. "Shouldn't an escort be a skilled person? How can my wounded soldiers be good enough?"
Those who are qualified have to stay and fight. If these people disperse and go to the escort agency, what will they use to fight?