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Chapter 3537 Flame and blood

    Chapter 3537 Flame and Blood


    To the north of Xiangyang, Jingzhou, there is a **** storm.


    After Li Dian broke through the Pass of the Imperial Pass, although it was as expected by Cao Ren, the speed was too fast after all...


    Before the big man appeared, the weird cavalry, which war was not calculated in the past years?


    Even when Yuan Shao gathered troops in Jizhou to fight a small Zang Hong, he still surrounded him for a year with absolute superior troops and finally barely defeated him.


    Therefore, Cao Ren became nervous when working in the field clearing the land in the northern part of Jingzhou.


    From a strategic perspective, Cao Ren’s arrangements and measures are not problematic.


    Whether it is the Danshui River or the Hanshui River, it will gather at the Danjiangkou. Danjiangkou is indeed the place where Jingzhou naval forces can best be exerted, and it is also suitable as an important strategic node. If the Jingzhou navy defeated the Li Dian and Liao Hua coalition with one fell swoop, the entire Jingzhou would immediately settle down.


    At that time, whether Cao Ren goes up to help Cao Cao in the northern part of Jingzhou, or turns south to Jiangling to fight against the Sichuan and Shu army, he will be more calm.


    Of course, the risks are also huge.


    So in order to fight this battle well, Cao Ren has sent people to urgently strengthen and expand the military camp at Danjiangkou.


    However, Li Dian broke through the Moon Pass too quickly, and Niu Jin on the other side didn''t know how long it would take, so Cao Ren was forced to strengthen the walls and clear the fields in advance, rob or destroy the village along the Danjiang River, grab the grain and grass, and arrest them. The strong man went to build defense lines and dig trenches.


    For a moment, screams and crying continued in the southern township of Jingbei.


    The wheat field that had just been planted was ruthlessly trampled on. The wheat seedlings that have not yet grown are broken in pieces and are trapped in mud.


    The arrested young and strong necks were tied to the hemp ropes they used to tie wheat on their usual occasions. The rough hemp rope cut the skin of these strong men, and blood dripped on the ground, between the broken pots and the broken rake.


    Someone was hiding in the cellar and was discovered by Cao''s army, with strange laughter and screams intertwined.


    Some people also fled to the mountains and forests and abandoned all human order.


    Nanxiang!


    It was once a place for emperors, and it was known as a place full of nobility and a place that gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.


    This place has indeed been beautiful and wealthy.


    At that time, in Nanxiang, there were abundant water and grass, and the fields were crisscrossing, stable and peaceful.


    Everyone thinks that such a life can accompany the Han Dynasty for generations...


    However, when bad luck came, these people in Nanxiang knew that there was no nobility, no emperor who could bless them or protect them.


    At first, they tried to reason, then gave in, and took out the things as much as possible and handed them to Cao''s army in exchange for a brief calm.


    However, as the war became more and more intense, Cao''s army asked for more and more frequent requests. They were angry and fearful that they were helpless. They wanted to escape, but they still could not escape.


    The Cao army soldiers smashed the barn door lock with swords and guns, and snatched the last bit of food from the people of Nanxiang. Even the warehouse door with spider webs was searched carefully.


    All the useful items were collected.


    Or piled up on the open space where the grain was dry and waiting for the supplies truck to take it away, or stuffed it into your arms and took it away.


    The statue of the **** worshipped by the villagers in the village is now pushed to the ground, and the broken clay sculpture still has a stiff smile on its skin, but the grass embryo inside the statue''s belly is already black and rotten.


    "Mother…"


    "Son! 』


    『Let me go! 』


    『…』


    At this time, these farmers let go of their voices and howling, but who would pay attention to it?


    It’s like the butcher cares about the screams of cattle and sheep before they die?


    I just think it''s noisy.


    An old farmer howled in sorrow, rather than surrender, burned his house with fire and burned all his savings and hopes throughout his life.


    In the fire, the old farmer suddenly saw a painting on the adobe wall.


    The very simple strokes are not deep, and they should be the graffiti of his grandson.


    Yellow dog, wheat pile.


    There is also a circle that I don''t know if it''s the sun or the moon...


    The old farmer lay down under the graffiti and howled in anger and sadness at Cao''s army outside the flames...


    However, Cao''s soldiers outside the flames did not even take a look at each other for a moment.


    Trampling on flames and blood, bringing death and destruction.


    …


    …


    The loess plateau in the morning light is like mulberry paper that is randomly crumpled by the gods, and the people wearing armor meander in the folds.


    The three-colored flag pierced the white and blue morning light in the mulberry forest, which scared the early birds scattered everywhere, and the feathers floating down for a short time on the red tassels, and left like passers-by.


    In the ravines left behind by the impact of ancient glaciers, cavalry and horses were along the zigzag metaphysical.


    This time point is still a better marching stage for the Loess Plateau. When the rainy season arrives, these wild areas that do not belong to the official roads, even the hardest soil will become a large army to marches under the dual effects of rain and horse hooves. powerful weapon.


    Some Hu people like to hang copper bells on the saddles on the war horses, tie a colorful ribbon on the war knife, etc. Anyway, they want to be different from others.


    And Han soldiers had almost no such habits...


    What?


    Gan Ning?


    That''s a minority.


    Most Han soldiers looked like they were poured from the same mold. The cold light reflected by the blue black armor was like a blade slashing across the surface of the pottery pot, sharp and full of passion.


    If we do not consider the cruelty of war, the scene in front of us is undoubtedly a very beautiful picture.


    The mountains in the distance and the tender grass in the near distance.


    The Han-style ring-headed sword is in the scabbard, and it hits regularly as the war horses leaps.


    When the Qiang Man''s bone flute and arrow pouch passed by the air outlet, the sound of the Qiang Man''s bone flute seemed to have a resonant frequency and emitted a light and low sound.


    The flags behind the messenger were recognized, and the tassels were entangled with each other, dancing their own unique dance.


    The crimson battle robe on the left stained a continuous line of fire from the yellow earth.


    The indigo horse dress on the right outlines a moving body full of power.


    The dust pillar raised by the horse''s hooves is like a golden step of twelve steps in the morning light, and can reach the sky at any time.


    The shadows of soldiers were lengthened on the top of the plateau and became flowing notes, playing silent music.


    Chinese military orders form clear sound waves on the top of the plateau.


    『Shock-turn-』


    The Qiang language should be harmonious and turned into a vague echo at the bottom of the groove.


    『hodog—nuog—』


    At this moment, the majestic army was like the art of marching on the earth. Every soldier was both the carrier of civilization and the power to change the world. Finally, the measurement of the three auxiliary servants of Guanzhong was completed at the forbidden ditch in Tongguan. He fell to the horse of the Han cavalry general.


    Fei Qian mobilized the Hu soldiers from Longxi Horse Farm to come to end the Han Dynasty, especially in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, when the conflict between the Hu and the Han Dynasty was sharp, and he tried to explore the possibility of national integration through military reform.


    As the implementer of Longxi military reform, Jiang Jie had to maintain the Han system and resolve the conflicts between the nomadic peoples. It was indeed quite hard and encountered many problems. Now that Jiang Xiao is asking questions, Fei Qian naturally needs to point out the direction for Jiang Xiao.


    This is something that must be done as a leader.


    "Lord...some words..." Jiang Jie lowered his head, "I don''t know whether it should be said or not..."


    Fei Qian smiled and handed over a bowl of hot tea, "Drink slowly, talk slowly." 』


    Fei Qian likes to drink more tea than alcohol.


    Some people like to drink because they themselves like it, while others like to drink because they like to see their power, others have to drink...


    The more you need to show your authority, the more you are inconspicuous little people, for fear that others will look down on him.


    Of course, Fei Qian didn''t have to do this. He invited Jiang Jiu to have tea, but when Jiang Jiu came, Fei Qian happened to be drinking tea.


    However, Jiang Jie held the tea bowl and touched the warm carvings on the tea bowl, and couldn''t help but think of the snowy night he first arrived in Longyou. The Qiang people like to drink, and the Qiang leaders also like to make wine.


    Whether it is to indulge your subordinates or Han officials like Jiang Jie who have just arrived in the local area.


    At that time, Dong Zhuo had not yet entered Beijing, and the Western Qiang was still very powerful, so Jiang Jie could only sit in the next seat. The first person in the bonfire dinner was the old chief of the Qiang people.


    The sheep oil drips on the bonfire.


    The horse milk wine was delivered one bag after another.


    "drink! If you don’t drink, you look down on me! 』


    "cheers! Cheers to our friendship! 』


    『Another bowl! How can a man say that he can''t do it? ! 』


    Some wines get hotter the more you drink, but the colder it gets.


    The snow swayed on the pine branches, and the bonfire could not drive away the chill in my heart.


    No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!


    At that time, Jiang Jie had just entered the officialdom and asked inexplicably: "What do you think of the laws of the Han Dynasty?" 』


    The house was filled with laughter and the snow fell on the pine branches.


    The old chief of Qiang people held a bone bowl inlaid with gold and silver and sneered: "Can you know the rules of the grassland?" The wolf cubs are willing to follow the strongest wolf, not the words carved on the stone...』


    Thinking of this scene, Jiang Jie''s hands trembled slightly. He lowered his head, revealed these past and previous confusions one by one, and asked earnestly: "Lord, the Qiang people fear power but do not have virtue. If they use laws and regulations to suppress them, then Hu is afraid but do not know what to fear. , with benevolence and virtue, the Han officials will be separated but will not last long... Although there are Southern Xiongnu as an example, the Qiang people are different after all...』


    Jiang Jie looked up at Fei Qian, and then bowed, "There are many Qiang people and the tribes are scattered, which is definitely not comparable to the Southern Xiongnu... If there is no long-term plan, my subordinates... I am afraid that time will change, and it will be like the past... I also hope that the lord will give advice to the confusing world to stabilize the Qiang and Hu, and protect Longxi for a hundred years of peace and peace! 』


    After hearing what Jiang Jie said, Fei Qian slightly told Jiang Jie to drink tea and calm down a little.


    The Southern Xiongnu''s spirit was beaten alive by the Han people.


    From the Western Han Dynasty to the Eastern Han Dynasty, the two sides fought and stopped for two or three hundred years. The big man forced the prototype of a huge grassland and desert empire into a lonely wolf that escaped with his tail between his legs. The Southern Xiongnu were just a small wolf cub in this pack. During the Three Kingdoms period, even though they still looked like a wolf, their tails had already begun to learn to shake.


    Under such circumstances, the sinicization of the Southern Xiongnu was actually not difficult.


    After all, in history, the Southern Xiongnu themselves took the initiative to give a Chinese name after the Three Kingdoms, which was used to express their admiration for the Han family and their bloodliness.


    But the Qiang people are different, there are many people in the Eastern Qiang and Western Qiang.


    Another key point is that although the Qiang people had big leaders, old chiefs, and even alliance leaders like Beigong, there has never been quantitative change, resulting in qualitative change, forming a structure similar to the Huns. This is the disadvantage of the Qiang people, but in a sense it is the disadvantage of the Han people who want to Chineseize it.


    So when dealing with the Huns, when the spiritual symbol of the Huns, the so-called golden bloodline was defeated, the Southern Huns were the wolf whose backbone had been removed, and they could not be fierce, but the Qiang people could say that they did not have the so-called "backbone". Most of the Qiang people gathered for the sake of interests, and then collapsed because of interests.


    Will the thing of interest never appear again because of the death of a certain person or the dissipation of a certain tribe?


    Obviously, it is not possible.


    Nowadays, the Qiang people are obedient, on the one hand, because Beigong has just died not long ago. Even if they want to cause trouble, they have no leader. Another very important reason is that Fei Qian brought benefits to the Qiang people.


    In this way, the Qiang people naturally cannot make trouble, but Fei Qian can give it to others, and when the time comes, what problems will happen to Fei Qian or the officials sent to the Western Qiang? The Qiang people will also what to do?


    The education of the Southern Xiongnu, because most of the Southern Xiongnu were in Yinshan at that time, they concentrated and drained the firewood from the cauldron. However, the Western Qiang was so widely distributed and had a vast land and sparse population. Even if they wanted to educate, how much would they need. Educational? How many years will it take?


    These are all problems...


    Fei Qian listened to the questions raised by Jiang Xiao, and did not feel disgusted because Jiang Xiao kept asking questions, but felt relieved.


    Fei Qian did not immediately respond to Jiang Jie''s question, but took him to the top of Tongguan city.


    At this moment, lights were lit on the Tongguan city tower, and smoke began to emerge from the military camps on the earthen plateau and the military sheds in the forbidden ditches.


    The men and horses brought by Jiang Jie seemed to have become hazy in the twilight and smoke, and mixed with other troops that were originally in the Tongguan Ban Gully.


    Jiang Jie looked at it, and seemed to have some insights in his heart.


    Fei Qian looked at Jiang Jie''s expression change, and he was quite satisfied.


    This person is one of the legacy left by Li Ru.


    Because he has the blood of Qiang people, he is also one of the candidates who are more suitable for managing and sorting out the relationship between Han and Qiang people and establishing long-term institutional institutions.


    Having the Qiang bloodline should not be Jiang Jiu''s disadvantage, but rather, Jiang Jiu''s advantage.


    The Qiang people should be like the Southern Xiongnu, integrating into the Han culture rather than being free from it. This integration is absolutely impossible to rely solely on violence.


    It''s very simple, because the Qiang people can escape.


    Unlike later generations of strict household registration control systems for the Central Plains, in such a vast area with sparsely populated areas, the ancient household registration system was basically just a big deal. Not to mention the Qiang people, even ordinary miscellaneous Husbands, they could leave as soon as they want. Break a roll of tents at any time, where can I find people all over the mountains?


    If you just blindly violence, these people will definitely run away!


    Back then, did the Huns escape to the Western Regions?


    What Fei Qian wants is people, people who can produce and contribute to the Han Dynasty, not those land and grasslands!


    Look at the Huns who had spanned the entire desert east and west, isn’t the territory big enough? But how much output is there? Are there many grasslands occupied? But how many core warriors are there? The core tribe was defeated and the entire Huns collapsed. When it was time to escape, could they be taken away by the grassland left in the desert?


    So the key is to keep people, like the Southern Xiongnu, becoming a part of China, and not being able to disgust the main body of China.


    『Lord…』 Jiang Jie looked at the military camp under Tongguan, "Hu Han mixed up, and was also implemented in Longyou... It does have some effect, but the Han people have different customs after all. After a long time, the Han people are looking for Han people, and the Hu people Looking for a Hu guy…』


    This is a human nature, and it cannot be solved by simply mixing it.


    Hu Han’s mixed work was not Fei Qian’s innovation.


    "Hu Han''s mixed work, this is the first step..."


    Fei Qian pointed to the military camp under Tongguan and said.


    Jiang Jie''s eyes lit up, "So... can there be something that subordinates can do?" Please give me instructions! 』


    Fei Qian smiled and nodded, "The Hu people value blood oath, the Han people value ancestors... It seems different, but in fact it is one... Now, you might as well start with this point..."


    "Blood oath, ancestor? ''Jiang Wang repeated.


    Fei Qian nodded, "You might as well call it...Blood Swearing Covenant!" 』


    The battle flags at the top of Tongguan city were roaring in the twilight, as if they were singing softly across thousands of years.


    Fei Qian held the battlements in Tongguan and touched the mottled marks on the battlements with his fingers.


    Traces of war.


    These traces will slowly passivate and disappear with time, but in the end, something will have to be left behind.


    It''s just like the miscellaneous Hu education that Fei Qian is now promoting.


    It''s difficult, but it has to be done.


    Fei Qian raised his head and looked into the distance.


    The smoke rising from the forbidden ditch blends with the sunset, dyeing the entire earth plateau red and golden, making it look particularly beautiful.


    "The altar will be built here tomorrow. ''Fe Qian suddenly spoke, reached out and pointed forward, ''just on the soil plate in front...''


    "altar? ''Jiang Yeon was stunned for a moment.


    Fei Qian nodded, "This place has the water of Tong, Wei and Luoshu, Hedong, Longyou, Sichuan, and Heluo, which is enough to lay the altar of the great sacrifice..."


    Jiang Jie was shocked.


    That''s right!


    The Han people value ancestors, while the Qiang people value blood oaths, but one of the two is the same, that is, the sacrificial ceremony!


    When Jiang Jie was young, he also followed his father to participate in the Qiang people''s white horse festival.


    At that time, the Qiang people were very powerful and arrogant.


    At the White Horse Festival at that time, the selected boy wanted to fight against the wild wolf with a short blade!


    The blood of the killed wild wolf will be applied to the stone slab representing the White Horse God...


    In a trance, Jiang Jie suddenly felt that the sharpness in the lord''s eyes at this moment overlapped with the look of the old chief when he raised the blood blade.
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