When Qing Cang was carrying out missions in the past, there were no more than twenty people at most. As long as he brought some military dry food, he could basically get rid of food for a few days.

However, now the 800-person team consumes a lot of food, so these trucks of food and grass can't support the amount of food and grass for a few days.

They rushed to the road. Two days later, he summoned Lin Meng, Wu Chaojing, Cao Chen and Zhang Fengcheng to discuss the food matter. If this matter is not resolved, 800 people will probably go hungry. Where can I get food for this ice and snow?

As for why they were asked to be together, Qing Cang had his own considerations, because everyone was a team, they had to have a sense of participation and be their own masters. Instead of his own dictatorship, he didn't have that much energy.

Except for Zhang Fengcheng, these four people can be said to be the early leaders of this team. Except for him, anyone among them can stand alone. Zhang Fengcheng himself led 200 people, and there was no reason not to let him participate. Therefore, they were all called together by him.

Lin Meng was a rough man. Without thinking, he advocated: "It's better to take the risk of robbing the food of nearby officers and soldiers."

His proposal was obviously not carefully considered, so it was immediately denied by Wu Chaojing. "No, this will only consume our combat power. 800 people said it was not too much, but it was actually very rare. And you don't know where the officers and soldiers are."

Cao Chen is also a military general. He usually relies on Wu Chaojing to provide advice, but he also proposed a plan: "There is a small village nearby, and I have a relative nearby, so maybe I can borrow some food from him."

Qing Cang just said nothing, and then listened to what they did.

Zhang Fengcheng smiled and said, "The food for 800 people is not very good. I am afraid that your relatives will be eaten by us!"

He was right. Each of these eight hundred people is young and middle-aged, so his appetite is naturally amazing. Unless his relatives are high-ranking officials and landlords, they would probably be poor if they borrowed money. He said it was a small village, how many acres of land could there be?

Lin Meng couldn't come up with any good idea, but just muttered, "What should I do? What's the trick of sir?"

He seemed to know that Qing Cang had an idea and asked this on purpose.

Qing Cang only said two words. "Station!"

After hearing this, Wu Chaojing immediately patted his thighs and shouted: "Sir, you are so smart!"

This made everyone confused and didn't know what Qing Cang was going to do.

Wu Chaojing quickly explained: "Sir, I want to obtain food through the post station. Didn't I get a token? It can fake Li Junhou and obtain food. It's so easy. It doesn't take a single soldier! It's so beautiful!"

Qing Cang threw his eyes with admiration and smiled: "Yes, Wu Chaojing is right. Li Junhou did not bring too much food and grass when he traveled, which proved that he would supplement it along the road. In addition to the government, there are office stations along the road. There are official documents and other evidences in this government. There are many troubles. If you go there, you may be mistakenly broken, but the post station is different. The officials who come and go back and forth have to rely on him to provide food and accommodation. There must be a lot of food stored. At this time, we will directly requisition it through the token!"

Cao Chen asked, "But how do we know where there is a station?"

He replied, "Just walk according to his original path."

"But, how do we know how to go?"

No one knew how Li Junhou was going, Qing Cang pointed at Zhang Fengcheng and said, "He knows!"

Everyone was puzzled: "He?" He was not here to attack Li Junhou, how could he know?

Qing Cang smiled and said, "He can even know that we must pass here, and he must know where Li Junhou will go next, and how many post stations he has passed, so whom he will look for?"

Zhang Fengcheng gave a thumbs up and said, "Mr. Qing is very powerful. I admire you."

Lin Meng was confused when he heard it. "Look, I think people like this who give advice in the future will not look for me, Lao Lin, in the future. I don't understand at all. It's better to let me fight and kill and kill."

His words immediately made everyone laugh, but don’t we need to discuss important decisions with civil servants and generals? There are so many people and great power.

"Then Zhang Fengcheng will be there."

"Where are you talking about, we have also eaten you these two days, and we should also use yours, and we should also do our best."

Zhang Fengcheng paused for a while and continued: "The news we received was that the person named Li would pass through a place called Julu, before that, two inns would pass through each of them, each of which was more than 100 miles away, and the nearest inn will take about two days."

"Just go there! Wu Chaojing, how many days does our food and grass have enough?"

Most of the internal affairs were handed over to Wu Chaojing, and he also took good care of them. After Qing Cang asked this, he replied: "Sir, it's probably enough for two and a half days."

Qing Cang said: "That's right, so please ask Zhang Fengcheng, you can take the way, and we will go to the next station to replenish the food. Our next station is Julu!"

At this time, when Zhang Fengcheng heard that Qingcang was going to Julu, he looked embarrassed. This made everyone even more puzzled. Wouldn't he just lead the way? What else could he do to make it difficult?

"What's the secret you can say?"

Zhang Fengcheng then said: "The place Julu is the hometown of Ma Yuanyi, and he is the generous leader of the Yellow Turbans. Zhang Jiao felt sorry for his death. It was rumored that a soldier was sent to guard Julu, which was also considered a stronghold."

It is written in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms: "The jiao is established with thirty-six directions, with more than ten thousand people, and six or seven thousand people in small places."

Ma Yuanyi, one of the organizers of the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, was the leader of the Yellow Turban. However, he was killed before the uprising and was sentenced to be dismembered by the Han court.

The Yellow Turban Army's generous power is equivalent to the power of a division, and this place is not far from Zhangjiao's Yellow Turban Rebellion Base Camp. He was worried that the Yellow Turbans would be occupied as rumored. If that were the case, wouldn't it be a death to go there?

Everyone suddenly realized that it was like this.

Yellow Turbans? Isn’t that a good opportunity for Qing Cang? If there are really Yellow Turbans and there are not many people, he will occupy it. Julu is still a must-fight for military strategists in all dynasties. The "Julu Battle" of Chu and Han, and the dispute between Wang Mang and Liu Xiu at the end of the Western Han Dynasty all happened here. It can be seen that its position is very important. If it can develop here, it is also a good thing.

So he had to persuade Zhang Fengcheng and let him lead the way.

"We can fight guerrillas at 800 people, and we can act according to the opportunity. If you feel dangerous, just take us there. Then you can leave first and let us go."

The matter has come to this point and there is no other way. Following Qing Cang, you always have to exert some effort. Zhang Fengcheng sighed and had to say, "Well, I'll take you with you. Then you can act according to the opportunity."

He didn't say anything. If he really wanted to walk with him, he would definitely agree. There was also a power struggle, and one mountain could not withstand two tigers. With Qing Cang's strength, Zhang Fengcheng basically could not get command. Qing Cang could understand this clearly.

“Hard work.”

"If there is nowhere, we are on the same boat, and we share the same worries and benefits."
Chapter completed!