Chapter 383

He has the confidence to recruit another forty thousand troops and sweep the world!

"My lord, he agreed, but he needs half a month before retreating!"

"Half a month is half a month, anyway, there's no rush!"

Yuan Gonglu said indifferently, and then ordered Yan Xiang to prepare the document, and after he signed it, send it to the other party!

Having suffered a loss from Cao Mengde, this time, he must sign an alliance when ceasing hostilities!

Otherwise, who knows if Lin Yang will counterattack on this verbal agreement!

The next day, Lin Yang's military camp—

"Governor Lin, since the peace treaty has been signed, I will take my leave!"

Yan Xiang took the document in his hand and hurried away!

"Tsk tsk, this Yuan Gonglu really can't wait for even a day!"

Lin Yang sighed, and then withdrew his mind!

"Fengxiao, let's go, let's go to the porridge shed!"

The peace treaty has been signed, and Lin Yang doesn't intend to go back on his word!

Taking Guo Jia, he headed toward the porridge shed on the other side!

After a long moment, in the porridge shed—

"Fellow villagers, today, in addition to white porridge, there are also sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes are all you can eat!"

Before the porridge shed, the soldiers were shouting energetically!

"What? All you can eat, did I hear that right?"

"Heavens, Governor Lin is simply our rebirth parent!"

"Wuwuwu, I can never repay Governor Lin's life-saving grace!"

"Governor Lin, you must not leave, otherwise how can we survive!"

"I don't care, anyway, wherever Governor Lin is, I will go there!"

"That's right, we are willing to follow Governor Lin to the death!"

"..."

Hearing that they could eat their fill, in an instant, the more than thirty thousand common people before the porridge shed were all excited!

They were all disaster victims who had suffered this time!

Because there was no way to live, they were taken in by Lin Yang and survived!

Now that they heard they could not only live but also eat their fill, everyone was excited!

After a short while, roasted sweet potatoes were distributed into everyone's hands!

"My lord, is this the product you asked Hansheng to plant in Qingzhou?"

Looking at the roasted sweet potatoes, Guo Jia had seen this thing!

At the beginning of this year, Lin Yang asked Huang Zhong and the others to plant this thing on a large scale in Qingzhou!

Now!

It was actually used to provide relief to disaster victims!

However, can this thing really feed them?

"My lord, what is the yield of this thing?"

In Guo Jia's view, the reason Lin Yang dared to feed so many disaster victims must be because of this thing!

It's just that he is very curious!

What kind of yield is it that can make Lin Yang so confident!

"What do you think of my Lianjing No. 11 rice?"

Looking at Guo Jia, Lin Yang asked back playfully!

"Divine object!"

Spitting out two simple words, in Guo Jia's view, that rice is a divine object!

A divine object with a yield of over a thousand catties per mu that saves countless lives!

"The yield of this thing is ten times that of rice!"

Saying this lightly, Lin Yang patted Guo Jia on the shoulder, who was stunned!

In an instant, hearing such words, Guo Jia was dumbfounded!

Ten times that of rice?

Doesn't that mean!

A yield of over ten thousand catties per mu?!

Is this still an agricultural crop?

At this moment, Guo Jia finally understood!

Why Lin Yang had such confidence!

A yield of over ten thousand catties per mu!

This world must belong to my lord!

During the following period, with the arrival of sweet potatoes, Lin Yang began to gather disaster victims on a large scale!

In an instant, a large number of disaster victims within Runan Commandery swarmed over!

Half a month later, outside Gushi City—

"We are willing to follow Governor Lin to the death!"

Eight hundred thousand disaster victims shouted in unison, and the next moment, the mighty flow of people set off and headed toward Xuzhou!

On the city wall of Gushi, Yan Xiang, Yang Hong, and the others watched this scene and were completely stunned!

Is this Lin Yang's goal?

"My common people, my common people!"

Yuan Gonglu's heart was bleeding at this moment!

These are more than eight hundred thousand common people!

"Send troops, I want to send troops to destroy him immediately!"

"My lord, calm down, calm down, we have already ceased hostilities!"

Just as Yuan Gonglu was roaring, in the army on the other side, Guo Jia looked at the more than eight hundred thousand disaster victims and shook his head!

"My lord has this divine object, and only gathered eight hundred thousand disaster victims, too few!"

This sigh made the corners of Lin Yang's mouth twitch slightly!

Eight hundred thousand disaster victims and you still think it's too few?

Fengxiao, you are greedy!