Chang'an City.

The city of Qiling City is still calm, but people will inevitably mention the battle in Tongguan that is close to you, or talk about the war in Hedong at the end of last year.

In the restaurant, there were noisy food and conversation sounds, bars, bars, and bars.

"I heard it will take a long time to fight this time..."

"What should I do? Over time, people will inevitably be transferred to tax..."

"The General of the Cavalry is pretty good. He has not yet imposed taxes. When he was still in Shandong... Alas, I won't mention it..."

"Ni said that this Cao army is so powerful, and he thought he really wanted to invade Chang'an..."

"There is no decent city wall in Chang'an. If you really want to break in, how can you defend it?"

"Don't you hear that this Tongguan is the wall of Chang'an!"

『This means Chang'an...so big?"

"It's so big! This is what the General of the Cavalry said... "What's the matter with that..." The person who spoke scratched his head, "Oh, I forgot what he said... "

Pang Hong was beside him and couldn't help but say, "How can those who care about the world be trapped in the world!"

"Oh, that's it!"

The man slapped the table, then turned to look at Pang Hong, but saw that Pang Hong had already gotten up to hold the account and walked out.

After leaving the restaurant, Pang Hong slowly took a walk on the street. He liked to walk around the market when he was free and had nothing to do.

After passing Yongningfang and walking onto South Street, Chang'an seems to be the same as Chang'an, but there are some new changes.

Chang'an has been destroyed once in the Han Dynasty.

Dong Zhuo was ruined half again at the time.

However, Chang'an City is still very large, larger than most cities in the world.

This is like the Tianyuan of the Tianxia chessboard.

Walking on the streets of Chang'an, Pang Hong always feels like walking at the core of the world.

After walking for a while, the Chang'an Bell Tower was conveniently located in front of me.

The bell tower has no watch, but there are clocks.

When the cavalry set out to fight against the Western Regions, bells and drums sounded.

And now, the bell tower is quiet.

On weekdays, except for the morning bell and evening drum, the big bell remains motionless.

"The General of the Cavalry is not back yet..." Pang Hong looked up at the big clock and muttered in a low voice.

He also asked his father Pang Tong about this question, but Pang Tong just laughed and said that Pang Hong did not understand military tactics.

"I have memorized all the thirteen chapters of Sun Tzu..." Pang Hong snorted, "I also said I don't understand... But since my father said that, it means... well... military strategy..."

"Oh! I didn't want to meet Brother Pang again!"

Pang Hong was thinking, but heard a voice behind him. When he looked back, he found that it was Li Deng, the son of Li Yuan.

"Brother Pang is here, my younger brother Li Deng is polite..." When Li Deng saw Pang Hong turn around, he bowed to the ground with great etiquette.

Pang Hong turned around and returned the gift.

After the two of them greeted each other, Li Deng asked cautiously: "Brother Pang... dare to ask... when will the General of the Cavalry... return to the capital?"

"When will you return to the capital?" Pang Hong repeated it, and suddenly felt that this sentence was very harsh and frowned slightly, "Why did you ask this?"

Li Deng was startled when he saw Pang Hong frowning and said quickly: "I just haven't seen the cavalry turn around for a long time. I miss you... I have no other intentions, no other intentions... I say goodbye, goodbye...

"Wait!" Pang Hong suddenly seemed to remember something, called Li Deng, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Are you afraid of Cao's army if you are not in Chang'an?"

Li Deng straightened his neck, "Brother Pang, don't underestimate me. Although I am not talented, I am not afraid of Cao's army!"

"Why aren't you afraid?" Pang Hong asked afterwards.

"If you are not afraid, just..." Li Deng suddenly got stuck, "This... my...well, I'm not afraid. As for why... well, I can't say it..."

Pang Hong nodded slowly, "Oh..."

Li Deng was not sure about it, and when he saw that Pang Hong had nothing else to ask, he said goodbye and left.

When Pang Hong saw Li Deng go away, he seemed to have figured out something, but he seemed to have not understood everything. He stood there and thought for a moment, but still couldn't find any clue. He returned home in disappointment, but saw Pang Tong holding a book in the hall, shaking his head and chanting, "... Anyone who set up a hundred thousand troops and went for a thousand miles, the people's expenses, the people's service, the daily expenses, the internal and external disturbances, and the slightest on the road and the swaying, seven hundred thousand families...

When Pang Hong heard this, I was familiar with this book. I was so thirteen chapters of the art of war. He immediately relaxed and his strength under his feet became stronger. He stepped on the loose wooden board and croaked.

"Hmm?" Pang Tong put down the book.

"Ah, ah... I've met my father..." Pang Hong hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Have you gone to the market again?" Pang Tong hummed.

Pang Hong lowered his head, "The child has finished his plan..."

"I'm done?" Pang Tong curled his lips, "Write it casually, and read it as if it's done?"

『…』 Pang Hong did not dare to speak back, but he kept muttering in his stomach.

"Sit." Pang Tong glanced at Pang Hong and said slightly, "Don't accept it? Then I have just recited the Thirteenth chapter of Military Art. Have you heard it?"

"I heard it." Pang Hong replied.

"Well, what do you think?" Pang Tong asked.

Pang Hong replied without a slight pause and immediately said: "This is one of the thirteenth war arts, which means..."

"I didn't want you to explain the original words..." Pang Tong interrupted Pang Hong, "I'm asking you... what do you think?"

"This... Sun Tzu said, war is a major event for the country, a place of life and death, a way of survival, and a way of survival, it is not..." Pang Hong looked at Pang Tong's face that seemed to be getting darker and darker, and was anxious and quickly changed his words, "This... war is inherited by the country and the people, and it is not a person or a city."

Pang Tong nodded and "Continue."

Pang Hong breathed a sigh of relief and continued according to his own thoughts: "When the war ends, the people will harm all the people. Even if there is no harm to the war, it will harm the seven hundred thousand people. Therefore, we should be careful when fighting. If we cannot fight, we should avoid it. If we must not fight, we should speed it up. If we have to spend a long time, it will harm the country and the people..."

What Pang Tong and Pang Hong talk about involves the concept of farming and war comparison.

This concept was proposed during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Sun Tzu believed that if a hundred thousand troops went to war, then 700,000 households would have to stop their original agricultural production and provide special military supplies. The ratio of soldiers supplied was one to seven, but this was Sun Tzu's personal statistics and it was not officially confirmed. However, even if the proportion was not wrong, it was based on the productivity of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period as the standard.

After all, the Qin and Han dynasties have been developing for hundreds of years, so the current farming and war ratio of the Han Dynasty is roughly calculated to be one to six, or one to five. That is, five families provide one soldier.

Of course, this is not an accurate ratio, it is just a rough approximation, and there are ups and downs according to the actual situation. However, the feudal dynasty can only reach one to three at the lowest level, that is, the production of three families is produced to supply one soldier.

Now, there are only Cao Cao who can fight 100,000 soldiers.

Fei Qian did not use the strength of 100,000 troops for a long time.
Chapter completed!