In the famine, others ate Guanyin soil, but he had space to build a farm.

In that ancient and mysterious eastern land, the officers and soldiers of Daxiguan were busy and orderly preparing for war. Their figures shuttled back and forth under the faint moonlight, and the friction between armor and weapons intertwined into a tense and solemn picture. On the hill not far away, Lin Kunlun was also busy preparing his plan. He stood in a corner of the camp, staring at the soldiers sitting around the campfire to keep warm. The wind was cold and the thin clothes on the soldiers seemed to be blown through by the biting cold wind at any time, but their eyes were as firm as a rock, and they stayed at their posts, both for survival and for the firm belief in their hearts.

Lin Kunlun knew that these people chose to follow him not because of lofty ideals or loyalty, but to be able to eat a full meal. This year's drought has caused unprecedented devastation in the western land, leaving thousands of miles of barren land and starving people everywhere. The heavy taxes imposed by the court have made the situation even worse, forcing these people who are already living in poverty into a desperate situation. Therefore, he understood that if he wanted to grow his team, he had to find a way to solve the survival problems of these ordinary people. Only by filling the stomachs of the people would they sincerely follow him.

Lin Kunlun also knew that one of the important reasons why the peasant uprisings in history were rarely successful was that they did not really solve the survival problems of the people. He thought of the founder of the Dakun Dynasty, a legendary figure who rose from the lowest commoner. He was the only leader who succeeded in the peasant uprising. It was because he always adhered to the policy of respecting the time and benefiting the people that he won the support and support of the people.

Just as Lin Kunlun was lost in thought, Tie Feng's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Lin Shuai! Are you worried about how to get through Daxiguan?" Tie Feng had just finished inspecting the camp and saw Lin Kunlun sitting there alone, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"General Tie!" Lin Kunlun looked up and saw Tie Feng's concerned eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that Tie Feng was a loyal and brave general, and one of his most trustworthy partners in this team. He smiled and said, "I'm just thinking about how to better solve the survival problems of the people. Only by letting them live a stable life can we truly win the hearts of the people and have greater strength to fight the enemy."

"You mean we need to come up with a slogan! Since ancient times, peasant uprisings have always found a reason for the uprising and raised various slogans! We have never had an overall slogan!" Tie Feng said excitedly.

Lin Kunlun nodded slightly and said thoughtfully: "Now those who have returned home will surely suffer the fate of refugees again if the imperial court does not provide them with any help. If we want them to be convinced and join us, we must come up with a convincing slogan."

He pondered for a moment and continued, "Since ancient times, righteous armies have had their own slogans to rally people's hearts. For example, 'Are kings, princes, generals and ministers of different species?' This slogan is eye-opening, and it advocates the concept of political equality and awakens people's desire for equality. There are also 'Liu family rises again, Li family assists again', 'Blue sky is dead, yellow sky should be established!', etc., all of which conform to the trend of the times and respond to the will of the people. Taizu of the Dakun Dynasty once used slogans such as 'Don't say that the stone man has only one eye, once this thing is out, the world will rebel' and 'Don't say that the stone man has only one eye, stir up the Yellow River and the world will rebel', all of which deeply reflect social contradictions and arouse people's will to resist. We also need to do this to arouse the fire in people's hearts and fight the difficulties together."

Lin Kunlun suddenly had an idea, thinking that the current predicament was quite similar to the chaotic times at the end of the Ming Dynasty. At that time, Li Zicheng's slogan "Welcome Li Zicheng, Li Zicheng will not pay taxes when he comes" resounded through the sky. Although it seemed unrealistic in the eyes of the literati, it aroused great waves among the people.

"We can modify this slogan, such as 'equal distribution of land to all, regardless of status.'" Lin Kunlun chanted in a low voice. Although his voice was not loud, it was loud enough for people around him to hear.

Mu Feng was sitting not far away. After listening, he murmured to himself: "Equally distribute the land to the rich and the poor!" He repeated this sentence with a gleam in his eyes.

"This slogan is great! If everyone has land to farm, there's no need to worry about hunger!" Mu Feng's face was full of smiles, his eyes sparkling with infinite expectations for the future.

"Equally distribute the land to the rich and the poor!" Tie Feng also nodded in praise, with deep approval on his face. Although most of them had limited literacy, they knew that the biggest problem of the Dakun Dynasty was the huge gap between the rich and the poor, and that all the fertile land had fallen into the hands of bureaucrats. This slogan just ignited people's desire for land ownership and inspired their enthusiasm to change their destiny.

The crowd responded enthusiastically to this slogan, as if they had seen the dawn of hope. At this moment, the camp began to become lively again. It was time for dinner. There were thousands of mouths to feed, and the daily consumption was not insignificant. Fortunately, the souls could always quietly replenish food when no one was paying attention. Although the amount of each replenishment was not large, and the total amount of food seemed to be slowly decreasing, it was actually enough to sustain for a period of time.

The guards brought a hot dinner. On this lonely mountain, due to limited conditions, everyone could only eat mixed grain biscuits to fill their stomachs, and there was also a bowl of porridge in front of each person. Lin Kunlun had long been accustomed to this kind of diet and ate with relish. Others were satisfied as long as they had food to eat, not to mention this dry and refreshing pasta.

Inside the tent, chewing sounds were heard one after another, forming a vivid dinner scene. Lin Kun listened to these sounds, and his appetite was aroused. He picked up a piece of sorghum cake and took a big bite. Although the sorghum cake was rough, it had a unique flavor when paired with the porridge.

"Marshal Lin! Although we still have some food, I'm afraid we can't sustain it for long. We must capture Daxigua as soon as possible and advance into Henan County. The disaster there is far less serious than here, and it will be relatively easier to raise food!" Tie Feng reported to Lin Kunlun while eating a cake.

Lin Kunlun looked around and was very pleased to see that everyone was eating with gusto. He knew very well that these people were willing to continue to follow him, largely because they could get food from him. Even the officials and soldiers of the imperial court might not be able to guarantee that they could eat dry food for every meal at this moment.

To be honest, the reason why Lin Kunlun was so confident was because he had the secret of the fairy gourd space. However, he did not reveal this to others, so everyone in the camp was calculating the number of days the food could last. Their current location was in the mountains near Daxiguan, and the surrounding area was sparsely populated. In addition, the drought was raging, so even if there were people, it would be difficult to have surplus food.

"It's a pity that we can't get in touch with Du Chong now. Otherwise, if we can attack from two sides, we might still have a chance of winning." Tie Feng analyzed.

"General Tie! You fought against those barbarians. What happened? Why did the imperial court station heavy troops in the northeast and the northern borders, but still let the barbarians come and go freely, and even threaten the capital?" Lin Kunlun suddenly asked. Since the last time he encountered those suspected barbarian spies, he was full of curiosity about the fighting power of these barbarians.

Lin Er snorted contemptuously and continued, "The incompetence of the imperial court naturally attracted the covetousness of the Hu people. This is not the first time that such a thing has happened since Emperor Chongming ascended the throne."

Lin Er had been in the army for many years and had become one with the soldiers, which also made him more courageous. Therefore, in such an informal occasion, he still dared to interrupt.

"Damn it!" Another captain who had recently emerged cursed angrily, "Isn't Sun Ting the Minister of War? His methods must be very clever. A notice of unblocking the seal has shaken the determination of many of our soldiers! He seems to be an expert in using troops on the battlefield and has extraordinary courage. How could he let the barbarians cross the border so easily?"

Mu Feng patiently explained: "The barbarians came from the east, but he is in the west. Far water cannot quench near thirst. Besides, he is nominally the Minister of War, but in fact, he has to get the consent of Emperor Chongming to mobilize a single soldier! Otherwise, there would be no need for troops from all over the country to come to the king's defense this time. He only needs to dispatch an army from the northeastern border, and those barbarians would not dare to easily invade Kyoto!"

"So that's how it is. The border troops' combat effectiveness is indeed good, but they are restricted by Emperor Chongming?" Lin Kunlun seemed to have grasped the crux of the problem and couldn't help asking.

"In the past, everyone regarded Emperor Chongming as a loyal monarch. Marshal Yuan also regarded him this way. Emperor Chongming entrusted him with the important task of guarding the Northeast with more than 400,000 troops. The old marshal thought he was deeply favored, so he built a lot of buildings in the Northeast and trained cavalry. After all, in the wild, cavalry is the overlord on the battlefield. He was never stingy with rewards for soldiers, and he strictly prohibited his generals from corruption. I don't know who spread the rumor that the Northeast Border Army only obeyed the old marshal's orders, and someone even deliberately spread this to Emperor Chongming's ears." Tie Feng changed the subject and stopped. What happened next is well known. The suspicious emperor was not the wise monarch that everyone imagined. He lacked the broad mind that a wise monarch should have. After hearing this, he secretly sent secret guards to investigate. The results of the investigation were shocking. The soldiers only knew about the old marshal, but not the emperor.

In addition, the generals learned that the old commander was about to arrive and cut off their financial resources, so they could no longer trade with the barbarians. Military pay could not be deducted, so they united and sent letters to the old commander through the secret guards, revealing their intention to rebel.

The Chongming Emperor executed the old commander and a group of loyal generals on trumped-up charges without any reason! Since then, even if the civil officials were extremely powerful, they could not directly mobilize large-scale troops.

Even Sun Ting, the head of the Ministry of War, who had the emperor's trust, did not dare to act rashly. Obviously, he did not have that kind of power.

This actually made it impossible for the generals who led the troops and the civilian officials who coordinated the entire war to respond to the ever-changing battlefield situation in a timely manner. This was also why these barbarians were able to infiltrate the analysis of several military camps.