War is extremely serious in the destruction of social production.

The people, food and wood are all taken from the people, and the discipline is ineffective, and robbery is common. Even if Guo Rong is as wise as he is, he cannot take care of the imperial guards, so he has to conquer Huainan three times, arousing public anger, and the rebels are one after another.

In other words, since the establishment of the Northern Song Dynasty, the army has inherited the bad habits of the Five Dynasties, plundered the people, killed good people, and made great contributions. Zhao Kuangyin could only separate power and could not eliminate this bad habit.

The Northern Song Dynasty had no signs of Liu Bang's three rules and Zhu Yuanzhang's strict military discipline. Perhaps it was because of peaceful inheritance that the Northern Song Dynasty had no atmosphere of founding, luxury and corruption. It was less than 60 years after its founding, and it had to reform and survive (Qingli New Policy).

During this period, during the Han Dynasty, it was the rule of Wen and Jing, during the Tang Dynasty, it was the rule of Yonghui by Emperor Gaozong, and during the Ming Dynasty, it was the rule of Ren and Xuan. Even in the Qing Dynasty, there was a prosperous era of Kanggan.

The same founding of the country has been destined for hundreds of years, but the Northern Song Dynasty was special. It seemed to be old and weak when it was founded. The bad habits and disadvantages of decades have been inherited.

This is also why Zhao Kuangyin cut off power so much and let Zhao Guangyi be the crown prince. His dynasty is like building on sand and stones. He can build it, and others can follow the examples and do it again.

Gao Yanqing was a rough man. He entered the martial arts lecture hall. Although he didn't read many military books, he heard a lot of stories. He always admired those troops with strict military discipline.

Because power is really a good thing, especially military power, dozens of people can rob villages and double their wealth.

After going to the martial arts lecture hall, he understood the relationship between the military and the civilians, but could not feel it. Until he came to Dengzhou, he felt the support of the people so strongly for the first time.

He just led his brothers to defeat the Song army that captured the people of food and grass, and put the people of food back, and gained unanimous support from the people of nearby people.

He always knew the traces of the Song army in advance, and thus ambushed them, killing hundreds of people, and making considerable contributions.

"Du Tou, I heard it's a grain transport team this time?" The veteran next to him, hiding in the tall grass, asked with a smile.

"Nonsense!" Gao Yanshou said a word and said, "It's thanks to the cruelty of the Song Bing that the people rush to reveal it. Otherwise, how could we make such a contribution?"

"You kid has got seven or eight heads these days. When you go back, you will be promoted to the team."

"Hehe, thank you Dutou!" The veteran responded with a smile, and then said cautiously: "Douou, we are only 70 or 80 people. Song Bing transports grain, at least 3 or 400 people each time. Do we have to call some friendly troops here?"

"We are here, what are we going to be so bad?" Gao Yanshou said contemptuously with a dog-tail grass in his mouth: "My husband, I am going to make a big one this time. The promotion is certain, but the title is rare."

"I just like that brave captain, take this, and invite everyone to drink at that time--"

"Okay—" "Thank you, I'll do it-"

Seeing everyone's response, Gao Yanshou nodded and said, "Let your brothers watch out for the horse. Don't miss it. It's Song Bing. I've peeled your skin-"

He glanced at the war horse lying down, and felt attentive, and then looked at the official Taoist again.

After a while, when the sky was covered with dark clouds, a team finally came, with about 500 soldiers, several times the number of civilians, and nearly 200 grain trucks, which made Gao Yanshou extremely excited.

In this way, wouldn’t it be the food transported from Dengzhou City?

"Running—" Gao Yanshou shouted immediately when he saw that he was only a few dozen steps away.

Immediately, under the instructions of the owner, the war horses stood up one after another, untied the horses, put on their vests, climbed up the saddle and rushed directly to the official road.

The Song army was transporting food and grass leisurely. He heard a shout in front of him, and then there were war horses that were rushing to attack quickly. Many people were killed before they could react.

More than eighty cavalry rushed away and took dozens of names. The soldiers were frightened and could not resist, so they fled directly.

Gao Yanshou was not willing to spare them, so he turned his horse's head and continued to rush.

For infantry, heavy cavalry wearing armor was a one-sided massacre, and the huge impact of the war horses instantly defeated their resistance.

Half a quarter of an hour later, there were hundreds of corpses on the ground, and the rest of the Song soldiers squatted in their heads, not daring to have the slightest desire to resist.

The civilians squatted on both sides of the official road, their faces full of fear and desire to survive.

"Are you from Dengzhou?" Gao Yanshou twisted his neck and slapped out the flesh and blood in the gap in the armor. The bloody scene scared Song Bing's face pale.

"General, please spare me!" Song Bing, who looked like an officer, trembled his legs and kept saying: "We are indeed from Dengzhou, and this is the food transported to Xiangzhou."

"We are just the Wusheng Army of Dengzhou, and the small one is just an ordinary camp commander. We have never fought against our Tang army on weekdays..."

"Okay--" Gao Yanshou waved his hand irritably and said, "How much food have you transported this trip?"

"About 2,000 stones, we will transport it on the seventh and eighth day. On weekdays, we will transport it to the first battalion and guard the city. We dare not fight with the military master at all. Just spare me!"

The officer bent over, and there was a tremolo in his words.

"Wait, do you say there is only one battalion of people in Dengzhou City?"

Gao Yanshou was overjoyed and couldn't wait to ask.

"Did I say it?" Song Junying was stunned for a moment. Facing Gao Yanshou's cannibalism, he said helplessly: "There are indeed only five hundred people in Dengzhou."

Afterwards, Gao Yanshou carefully understood and realized that there were 2,500 people in Dengzhou, named Wusheng Army, and a thousand elite troops were transferred to Xiangzhou to defend the city. The remaining 500 were paid for the empty salary, and only nearly a thousand people defended the city.

When escorting food, five hundred people came in rotation, but secretly they made a strong man to fill in the numbers.

After hearing the details, Gao Yanshou was overjoyed. Dengzhou was the foundation of Nanyang in ancient times, the foundation of Guangwu in Han Dynasty, and now it is the granary of Shandong East Road, and it is a rare and prosperous place.

All the grain in Xiangzhou City comes from Dengzhou. If you occupy Dengzhou, it would be like cutting off one arm. This is a huge contribution!

However, he is only eighty cavalry now, and capturing Dengzhou is like a cannibalistic dream.

"But it is not impossible!" He glanced at the men and said in a deep voice: "I need you if I have something to do. If I follow, each of them will receive ten stones of grain."

The men who were originally trembling and waiting to deal with it showed incredible expressions when they heard this sentence and were full of suspicion.

At this time, an old man stood up and said with courage: "Is Jun Ye from Tang?"

"That's right!" Gao Yanshou was surprised.

"We don't ask for food for the Tang army!" The old man's words were loud and loud.

"Yes, I heard that the Tang army never oppressed us, and helped us fight the officers and soldiers. We help, don't have food-"
Chapter completed!