Water Margin: The opening scene involves assassinating Emperor Huizong of Song and forcibly taking L

These rabble in the south,

Finally, we were able to unite and fight.

It's no longer a situation where everyone is fighting their own battles.

.....

This year's plum rain season was shorter.

The drought, however, arrived ahead of schedule.

Wang Xi held the sharpened wooden stick.

They nestled in a shady spot inside the camp.

The sweltering heat made him want to stick out his tongue.

The water level of the Yuanjiang River has dropped significantly.

If the drought continues for another half month,

The paddy fields are probably going to crack open.

My eldest brother's name was Wang Fu, and he died young.

My second brother's name is Wang Gui.

He died in battle last year while suppressing the Wuxi barbarians.

The third brother's name is Wang Cai.

I was drafted into the army this year.

They are currently in the military camp.

Wang Xi was one of the conscripted laborers.

They helped transport military rations when they set off.

Then they cut down trees and dug soil to build a camp.

They also had to help Zhengbing with various chores.

Actually, we don't need so many laborers here anymore.

But Wang Xi was still kept behind.

They were given a sharpened wooden stick to serve as auxiliary soldiers in battle.

Song Qiao, standing nearby, sighed:

"The rice is about to grow taller,"

"What will we do if we don't go back and refill the tank?"

"The altar master will help."

Wang Xi was comforting his friend.

It's also a form of self-comfort.

Chapter 1913 Land Distribution

Song Qiao laughed in a sarcastic tone:

"Hehe, there was plenty of rain last year,"

"The altar master will definitely help."

"This year's drought is so severe,"

"He'll definitely irrigate his own field first,"

"How could they possibly care about the few of us?"

Wang Xi fell silent.

The land distribution in Dingzhou was very thorough.

After killing or driving away the landlord...

Soldiers' families were given priority in receiving land.

Ordinary people can also get some.

Moreover, water conservancy facilities

It's shared by everyone.

The arrangements were made by the village's junior altar master.

In the first year, everyone was full of enthusiasm.

Life is thriving.

The following year, the Great Chu court faced a shortage of military provisions.

Farmers eagerly delivered their grain.

I still have some left over.

The third year was spent in constant warfare.

Military rations became even more scarce.

The farmers were still willing to deliver grain.

But I was already very unhappy.

The fourth year, which is this year.

In spring, when food is scarce and there is a shortage of fresh produce...

Every household is starving.

After the rapeseed is harvested,

The people living near the Ming Dynasty's territory,

People often secretly take rapeseed to exchange for grain.

The summer drought has arrived earlier than usual.

Farmers in Dingzhou rotate rapeseed and mid-season rice.

The rice is currently in the tillering stage.

The growth spurt period will be approaching soon.

Whether it's tillering or jointing,

Basic shallow water irrigation needs to be maintained in all of them.

Wang Xi and his brother were drafted into the war.

There are no adult males left in the family.

How could the women and children in the household possibly fight for water?

There are definitely no problems now.

But it's hard to say whether the drought will last until next month.

When the river runs out of water, we'll have to see which family has the most men!

They were not only worried about their families,

They still lack confidence in the current war.

Because the army's food supplies were running low.

That evening, Wang Xi and Song Qiao, these laborers,

They could only eat a small bowl of thin porridge.

The next day, they were sent to collect river clams and snails.

Those who knew how to fish even went to the Yuan River to cast their nets.

It was so hot in the afternoon that we went back to camp.

Song Qiao whispered to Wang Xi:

"They attacked twice more today,"

"The enemy is holding their camp and won't come out."

"I heard that several hundred brothers died,"

"Many of them came back injured."

Wang Xi asked worriedly, "How can we fight this?"

Song Qiao said, "Win or lose, I just want to get home and irrigate the fields as soon as possible."

"That rice can't do without water."

The two were chatting,

Suddenly, a commotion arose in the distance.

They rushed over to see.

However, they did manage to capture a few deserters.

To be precise, they caught several escaped laborers.

The laborers cried and begged.

He said he wasn't afraid of death.

Instead, he wanted to go home and tend to the rice paddies.

Military judges don't care about these things.

They just killed all the escapees.

He then summoned the laborers and addressed them:

"His Majesty has won a great victory,"

"We'll be able to bring reinforcements in a few days,"

"I guarantee I'll beat those Ming traitors to a pulp."

"Just a few more days and we'll win,"

"No one is allowed to even think about going home,"

"This is what happened to these deserters..."

The laborers were too frightened to speak.

They gradually returned to their camps.

But he was seething with anger inside.

They had received favors from Master Zhong.

They were also willing to risk their lives for Master Zhong.

They have all paid the grain they were supposed to.

But it is a matter of course for farmers to grow land and eat.

Too many men were conscripted this time.

Do the women manage all the rice paddies in the family?

Encountering summer drought,

It takes a man!

Several days later,

It still hasn't rained.