Chang'an, three days later, southern suburbs.
Liu Yu and Murong Lan were dressed in exotic leather robes and made up to look like a pair of fleeing brothers. Their bodies were in tatters and they were carrying two small cloth bags. They mingled among a group of unfamiliar people and walked slowly, looking at
The outline of Chang'an City in the distance became increasingly clear, and many Di people had burst into cheers. In front, many sergeants even knelt down excitedly and knelt down on the ground in celebration.
, this march from Luoyang to Chang'an was such a difficult march. At first, these Di people and common people left the border happily, thinking that they could live a happy life, but they did not expect that in less than two years, they would retreat in disgrace.
After returning home, members of almost every family and tent were buried forever in the land of Kanto. Even if they could come back alive, they would be considered lucky among misfortunes.
Liu Yu looked at the Di people who were walking with him from several houses around him and cheered ecstatically. They shed tears of excitement one by one. He sighed softly and said in Chinese: "I'm so happy to see Chang'an again."
It’s really not easy for these foreign people.”
Murong Lan sneered and said: "Yes, I was not greedy enough at the beginning. I thought I could spread all over the world by relying on these people, but it ended up like this. Only ten or two or three people came back. Even in this pass, I don't know.
How long can it be stored? Liu Yu, I advise you not to be overly sympathetic and miss the main business."
Liu Yu nodded and said to the two old men beside him: "Uncle Pirik, Uncle Alitai, thank you very much for taking care of me along the way. Now that we have finally arrived in Chang'an, it's time to break up."
The two old Di people, who were nearly sixty years old, opened their eyes wide and said in surprise: "Abbas, what's wrong with you? Didn't we agree that we should live together when we get to Chang'an? You are not familiar with this place.
Yeah, how can you live without us?"
Liu Yu smiled slightly: "When I was doing business before, I still had some friends in Chang'an City, and I have caused you a lot of trouble along the way. Now that I have returned to Chang'an, it seems that the situation here is not good either. You two
There are a lot of people to take care of. We are all in our prime. Even if we join the army, we can still find a way out. Don't worry, uncles, as long as we settle down in the city, we will definitely come to you."
Pirik sighed, his gray eyebrows twitching: "Be careful with everything. It's best to put away your weapons. I heard that Chang'an City is short of troops now, and those who have weapons will be captured and sent to the army. It's too dangerous to be a soldier these days.
Ten people left, six or seven of them couldn't come back, and my two sons..."
At this point, old man Pirik's eyes were filled with tears and he could not continue talking.
Liu Yu nodded and said seriously: "Uncle, please have my condolences. I believe that soon the world will be peaceful, there will be no more wars, and all people, no matter what ethnic group they are, can live a stable life."
Pirik and Alitai looked at each other, crossed their hands on their chests, and said piously: "May the White Horse God and the ancestors bless you and keep you safe."
Liu Yu knew that these Di people were simple and kind, and believed deeply in these mountain gods and ancestors. Although he did not believe it, he followed the same action: "May the White Horse God and ancestors bless you and be safe and sound."
After separating from the Di people who were accompanying them all the way, Liu Yu and Murong Lan walked to the woods on one side. As far as they could see, thousands of cavalry escorting the people had begun to evacuate, and military camps in the distance had begun to be established, like a tide.
The general Di troops are entering these military camps in an orderly manner, with flags flying on the city walls, while the Di troops' war songs and cheers of "Long Live" are rising higher and higher, resounding throughout the night, after a long period of depression.
After the battle with Duan, both the army of Luoyang City and the defenders of Chang'an regained their momentum and became a hundred times more confident because of this meeting.
Liu Yu curled up his lips and whispered: "This looks a bit like the Qin army. To be honest, following the Luoyang army along the way made me wonder if it was the arrogant army that swept across the world before the Feishui Battle.
The army of kings has risen to the sky. Although the equipment is still there and the soldiers can be called elites, the energy and spirit have been dispersed. If they are attacked even slightly, they will fall apart. It is only now that it looks like an army. Otherwise,
, I think they won’t be able to do anything when they get to Guanzhong.”
Murong Lan sneered and said: "Birds of a feather flock together and people divide into groups. After the Feishui River, the Qin Kingdom collapsed so quickly that they, the Di people, suddenly found themselves so lonely and helpless. You Han people are just like any other troubled times.
They were violent and non-cooperative, and would not do anything to defend the Qin regime. They either fled or gathered together to protect themselves. Only at this time did they discover that the people of their own race were the only force they could rely on."
Liu Yu said coldly: "You Xianbei people have always known this truth, so you are deliberately trying to create this troubled world. When the Qin Kingdom was in chaos, you Xianbei people quickly formed a group. Now that your eldest brother is in Yecheng, your
The two good nephews are making trouble in Guanzhong."
Murong Lan smiled slightly: "Liu Yu, there is no need to ridicule us. In fact, we Xianbei people have always been very fierce in internal fighting. Even now, Murong Hong and the others do not unite with their elder brother, and each fights his own way. But the good thing is that our Xianbei tribe
There are a large number of people, and the Central Plains is mainly half-farming and half-grazing. In times of trouble, all tribes gather together. These cattle and sheep are our military rations and crops. If we gather them together, we will not starve to death. Walk all the way, fight all the way, and eat
Along the way, this is our advantage. Chang'an City now has more than 200,000 Di soldiers and civilians, and it seems that the situation has been alleviated. However, they will soon discover that there are actually more than 200,000 more mouths.
Soon, Chang'an's grain reserves will have a big problem."
Liu Yu frowned: "Chang'an is the capital of the Qin State and the location of the granary. Guanzhong is thousands of miles of fertile wilderness, and the people strongly support Fu Jian. How could there be a food shortage? As long as Chang'an City is not under siege for a long time, this phenomenon will not occur.
."
Murong Lan smiled and shook his head: "Liu Yu, it seems you still don't know enough about Guanzhong, but it's no wonder, you are not from Guanzhong after all. Let me tell you, the granary in Guanzhong is not in Chang'an City, but in Guanzhong
Every state and county has plenty of food and clothing during peacetime, but in times of war, hey, Fu Jian may not be able to harvest this food!"
Liu Yuqi asked: "Why can't you collect it?"
Murong Lan's eyes flashed coldly: "Because Yao Chang knew very well where the grain stores in various places were, his wishful thinking was to take advantage of Fu Jian and Murong Hong's fight to the death to split up his troops and intercept the Qin Guanzhong and Longyou grain depots.
, cutting off the food supply of Chang'an. Fu Jian seems to have led his troops to fight against Yao Chang. If he cannot eliminate the old Qiang this time, then I dare to say that the food in Guanzhong will no longer be owned by Fu Jian. The fall of Chang'an is just
It’s a matter of time!”
This chapter has been completed!