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Chapter 3081 Thorn

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When Zhang Liao had already confirmed that the battle formation was stable and came to report to Fei Qian, on the edge of the battle formation, the troops and Qiang people of the big families were still in a mess, and less than half of the people were sitting upright on the horse's back!
Duan Wei felt cold in his hands and feet.
Zhang Meng stared at everything around him in a daze.
They had heard of elite cavalrymen and even secretly changed their vests and fought each other. However, when they saw it with their own eyes, they truly understood that there was still a gap between elites and elites. If they were not professing themselves as elites, they would really be elites...
Liangzhou is not short of military soldiers.
There are some people in every household who are good at martial arts. The production area of ​​the Han Han in Kansai and the harsh environment make these people habitually use personal force as the criterion for measuring right and wrong.
If you don’t fight or fight, you won’t be able to survive.
Unlike the south of the Yangtze River or Yunnan, which is further south, the southern part of the sun is warm and humid. Even if you don’t plant anything, you can eat mushrooms and get poisoned.
In Xiliang, in the north, even if spring comes and leaves the river area, there is still only one place of loess, and even wild vegetables are sparse.
It is a common thing in Xiliang to cut and kill each other in order to eat in one bite.
A life may be worth a piece of cake.
Therefore, the people of Xiliang are not afraid of seeing swords and do not care much about their lives.
So if it is just ordinary soldiers, it is not enough to surprise these Xiliang people who are almost numb to life.
This time it was different because the gap was too big.
It’s like a mountain that has a high hope to climb up, but it’s as high as the day is, which makes people helpless.
Fei Qian returned from the Western Regions, not only brought back the spoils from the Western Regions, but also brought back a large number of Qiang and Seme people. Everyone knew that most of these people were used to being casual, and if they wanted to make these casual people look like they were prohibited by orders, this was not something that could be done with two money and a few bites of food.
The people of Xiliang were used to determining the leader by violence, which was almost the Hu people's model, but this was not a problem with the people of Xiliang, but a problem with the Han Dynasty. The deterioration of the production and living environment of the Han people on the border into Hu people was itself a dereliction of duty by the Han Dynasty and officials.
An ordinary leader can use violence to maintain the dominance of tribes or communities, but if you want to go to the next level, it is not possible to achieve just violence.
In classical mechanics, the role of force is mutual. Violence is also a kind of force. If you want to kill others, others will also want to kill you.
What Fei Qian needs is not superficial obedience.
Fei Qian has never recruited troops on a large scale in Xiliang, and has never even thought of joining the subordinates of these wealthy families in Xiliang. The reason is very simple. These people have no problem with bravery, but loyalty is problematic. It is not that Fei Qian must have a son or a farmer, but that these people have become accustomed to the original model and the habits they have developed are even more difficult to eradicate than those of the Qiang people.
This problem was very obvious during the periods of Dong Zhuo and Li Guo.
If it was a Qiang or other Hu Rong, plundering and killing Han people, although it was bad, it was originally a hostile side. There was nothing to say about the collision of different technology trees. When the Han people were weak, Hu people killed Han people like pigs and sheep, and when the Han people were strong, Hu people were also like killing pigs and sheep.
But Xiliang land belongs to the Han land.
Even on the frontier, it is still a Han area.
So the people of Xiliang killed the Han people so happily, which was completely different from those of Hu Rong and others.
Although both domestic thieves and foreign thieves are thieves, what people hate more is definitely domestic thieves.
Without completely erasing these thieves' temper, it is obviously not a wise move to acquire these Xiliang people on a large scale.
Therefore, Fei is potentially screening, suppressing and controlling it.
When the Xiliang people rely on for their pride were completely crushed in front of Fei Qian's army, these Xiliang people naturally did not have much confidence.
Duan Wei is a veteran of the marching army. Although Zhang Meng’s two brothers went to get a brush, the Zhang family also needed one person to hold a knife, so both of them knew what Fei Qian wanted to do this and what it meant.
If there are only one hundred people, or a few hundred people, Duan Wei and Zhang Meng believe that they can be similar to these soldiers under Fei Qian's command, but it will be difficult to go up. The more the number of people increases, the greater the difficulty coefficient.
"There must be some tricks..." Zhang Meng gritted his teeth and made some sounds, as if the branches that were unwilling to be bent by the heavy snow were creaking.
Duan Wei glanced at Zhang Meng with a squinted look, "If you can do it too, can you do it?"
『…』 Zhang Meng was silent.
How to make people shut up is also a science. Fei Qian is willing to discuss with Duan Wei, but he does not meet with Zhang Meng.
Now the older Xiliang people taught the young Xiliang people a lesson, Duan Wei said it very naturally.
After hearing this, Zhang Meng held his breath and suddenly felt that this old guy had rebelled?
"What can we do if the cavalry is strong?" Zhang Meng finally said, "Cavals cannot attack the city!"
Duan Wei did not respond to Zhang Meng, but just silently carried the war horse without showing any expression, moved a few steps to the side, and pulled a distance from Zhang Meng. I said Zhang Meng before, because of the fact that he is both a Sanming in Liangzhou, otherwise who would like to talk too much?
Now that he saw Zhang Meng seemingly becoming more and more angry, Duan Wei was too lazy to continue communicating with Zhang Meng.
Zhang Meng's surname is Zhang, but not Duan. Why don't you do that?
Zhang Meng can even know that cavalry is not conducive to siege, wouldn’t the cavalry know? If the cavalry set up such a large formation but could not break into the city immediately, wouldn’t it be a huge joke?
If it were someone else, Duan Wei would probably be like Zhang Meng, waiting to see jokes, but when facing the cavalry, Duan Wei felt that he might be a joke...
In the darkness, the cannon was slowly pushed out.
Fei Qian only brought three small cannons back, and the rest remained in the Western Regions.
Absolute violence will only bring about a short period of fear, and then there will be absolute resistance. If you want to turn resistance into obedience, there must be something other than violence.
The Qiang people and Semu people in the Western Regions had seen artillery, so they recognized Fei Qian's violence, and at the same time accepted the new order brought to them by Fei Qian, and quickly merged into Fei Qian's army.
The artillery was something that the Qiang people could not understand, so these artillery were deified. What else could the Han people with god-like weapons resist?
This phenomenon is normal in an era when basic knowledge is not popularized.
It was like telling an ancient man that the earth was round. Even if he broke the lonely sail and the shadows of the blue sky, the ancient man would still stare and think that he had encountered a big liar, and he was a stupid liar, who didn't even understand the world. Because the ancients could not understand the earth was round, they had to give themselves a definition that they could understand.
The cannon is the son of Thunder and the God of Fire.
As for which one is above and which one is below, it doesn’t matter. What’s important is that they can regard artillery as a symbol of power, and Fei Qian, who uses artillery, naturally becomes the salt-bearer of the gods, which is powerful enough!
Facing a city like Jiuquan, which is not too big, and there are not many repairs and reinforcements, three small cannons are enough.
If in the early stage of gunpowder grenades, you still need to hold a shield and crawl into the city gate like a turtle to bury gunpowder, then the soldiers under Fei Qian can now wait around the cannons very freely, preparing to hunt down the flesh and blood that was smashed by the sledgehammer.
The soldiers on the Jiuquan on the top of the city were very panicked.
Originally, the sudden chaos in the city was enough to make them at a loss. Now Fei Qian has launched a large army outside the city, which makes these defenders almost unable to stand firmly. They hold their swords and spears like sieves, their upper and lower teeth tremble, and their speech is not smooth.
Routine call, routine hesitation and rejection.
Then the soldiers who called the door left without saying a word, so they were so quick that they scared the defenders.
The cannon was pushed up and aimed directly at the city gate.
In the dark night, black eyes stared at the pitch-black muzzle, and then naturally found the light.
After blinding a bunch of dog eyes, accompanied by a huge roar, the gates of Jiuquan County were like rotten paper, shattering at once.
The war horses in the cavalry that had adapted to this huge roar only shook their heads uncomfortable and shook their hooves to express their dissatisfaction. However, many horses that followed the wealthy Xiliang people had never heard of this movement at all. Although these horses were tall, they were only a little brave. When the war horses of the wealthy Xiliang people heard this, they were all frightened and ran towards the wilderness and couldn't even hold them back!
Even Duan Wei, Zhang Meng and others' war horses were all moving around. When Duan Wei, Zhang Meng and others finally controlled the war horses, they found that Zhang Liao had already roared in with his people and rushed straight to Jiuquan City!
But in a moment, Jiuquan City was broken!
Duan Wei comforted his war horse and glanced at Zhang Meng with a squint. However, he saw Zhang Meng stunned and couldn't help laughing in his heart. But not long after laughing, a cold air climbed up on his back, and then cold sweat rolled down.
Jiuquan’s city gate now looks like paper, but Duan Wei knows that even if the thing is not good, it is three inches thick!
By chance, Duan Wei's own fort gate was exactly three inches thick.
I heard before that the Hussars had the power of the gods, and they quickly defeated more than ten Guanzhong Forts in one day, but Duan Wei didn't believe it. It was like a person who believed that the earth was round and would definitely sneer. Duan Wei thought it was the cavalry who was bragging, and it was too common to promote military power, or he thought that the people in Guanzhong were all cowards, at least not as brave as the men of Xiliang, but now...
All cognition is collapsing.
Duan Wei stroked the war horse and suddenly found that his war horse was also old.
He no longer understands the new world, new weapons, new wars...
The black and chaotic sky was like God closing the doors and windows, leaving no light for Duan Wei.
When Duan Wei was sad, Zhang Liao had already rushed into the city with his cavalry.
A few people who dared to stop the war horse were either shot or trampled under the horse's hooves.
The cavalry vanguard hesitated for a moment when he was at the intersection of the street, and someone held a token from Youwensi to the army to guide him. The military academy rushed straight to the Jiuquan Prefecture Office without saying a word...
In Jiuquan City, Xu Yi was very panicked.
He didn't know why things could not be arranged as he expected, nor did he know why there were fires in Jiuquan City at night.
Shouldn't everything be done according to the plan?
He tricked Huang Ang, and then asked Yang Feng to assassinate Huang Ang in the name of offering treasure.
Now Huang Ang’s head is in front of his hall, packed in a wooden box.
The blood has solidified.
Xu Yi was originally preparing, but tomorrow morning, he would take Huang Ang's head and go out of the city in person, and present it to Fei Qian in full view of everyone!
Then Xu Yi would declare that he had followed Fei Qian's order to kill the wealthy Xiliang people!
By then, even if Fei Qian is covered in his mouth, he will not be able to explain clearly!
Of course, Xu Yi will probably die afterwards, but Xu Yi doesn't care.
People who can sacrifice their lives are often very scary.
Xu Yi didn't know how long his bronchitis could last. He just knew that this disease was not cured even in Chang'an's Hundred Clinic, so he felt that he had a terminal illness. Instead of having a rest of his life, it would be better to find an opportunity to leave a name in history.
Shandong people like to be officials. If they call them second, no one dares to be the first. In fact, people in other regions have also pursued official positions, but people in other regions have additional ways to cross the class, while Shandong people seem to have only the only way to become officials.
At least Xu Yi thought that he was the only way left.
Loyalty to the emperor is his lifelong belief.
No matter whether this lord is bright or faint, as long as the butt on that throne is still there, then one day is the lord and one will be the lord for the rest of your life.
And he is the king's hawk. Since the emperor wants to order Fei Qian to be wiped out, then as the disciple of the emperor, he naturally must do his best, even if he gives his life...
"No, it's not good... it's broken! The city is broken!" The slave rushed in, "Encircling... we are surrounded...
The loyal and brave people trained by Xu Yi could not resist the advance of the cavalry and horses, and they almost collapsed at one touch.
The troops raised by Xu Yi may be able to fool the people or deal with Huang Ang, but when he really fought with the cavalry, he had almost no ability to stop him. At this time, Xu Yi realized that when the Beigong rebelled, it was not that Xu Yi's subordinates were so powerful that they defended the city, but that the Beigong Qiang people were too weak at that time. Compared with the cavalry army in front of him, they were like dogs and wolves.
Most dogs can only stay at home, while wolves can travel thousands of miles to find food.
『Break open!』
Zhang Liao's voice outside the wall resounded throughout the front hall of the government office.
With the terrifying sound, the gate was blown into pieces. The Xu family slave soldiers who were originally gathered behind the gate were still ready to resist, but now they were either overturned by the explosion air waves or knocked down by the shot crossbow arrows, and howled in a tragedy.
Zhang Liao advanced forward with great confidence.
After walking two steps, Zhang Liao suddenly stopped and put his hand on the sword at his waist.
The guards beside Zhang Liao almost instantly understood Zhang Liao's body language, and immediately took a step forward together, preparing to protect the shield in front of Zhang Liao...
At this moment, Yang Feng seemed to jump out of the shadow on the ground, and rushed towards Zhang Liao with a cold murderous aura!
Zhang Liao's eyes narrowed, but he lost most of Yang Feng's figure in his vision...
This is an assassin!
Only assassins know how to accurately use human visual blind spots...
Unfortunately, Zhang Liao was not alone, but a group of people. Zhang Liao's visual blind spot was not the visual blind spot of others. The shield raised by the guard blocked the short blade thrown by Yang Feng.
As Mars flew everywhere, Zhang Liao's sword was unsheathed and slashed down at Yang Feng, who was twisting his body and rushing towards him like a snake!
Yang Feng does not dodge or avoid, and he will flirt with the sword!
This is also a dead soldier!
A tactic of both sides.
Zhang Liao retreated and gave up the knife that killed Yang Feng's body. Instead, he cut the blade in Yang Feng's hand and even controlled the urge to kick it out with one step, just protecting himself and retreating.
With a clang, sparks flew everywhere.
Yang Feng fell to the ground and raised his hands first.
Zhang Liao retreated into the formation, and the guards on both sides raised their shields, as if closing the door, stood in front of Zhang Liao with a click.
Death outside the door, and abundance inside the door.
The thrown weapons knocked out the gorgeous Mars on the shield, and it was fleeting.
The gun-armed guard in the back line went around the front shield and took a big step to sprint!
Although Yang Feng tried his best to avoid it, his moves were old and his figure could not be reversed. He could not dodge even if he was shot into his chest and a spearman!
Yang Feng screamed.
The spearman used force directly on his hands and actually pressed Yang Feng directly on the ground!
Then he shot a long shot in the second shot and stabbed Yang Feng directly into the throat.
Yang Feng widened his eyes, vomited blood, and died immediately.
Zhang Liao guessed that Yang Feng’s profession was wrong, and it didn’t matter. The point is that Zhang Liao was cautious enough and did not reveal any flaws.
Yang Feng sacrificed his life to fight several times, but he failed to hurt Zhang Liao.
Whether it is an assassin or a dead soldier, they are almost all belonging to the thin-skin series.
Yang Feng is no exception. Although he is very skilled in martial arts, after he failed to kill or hurt Zhang Liao at the first time, the consequences were destined.
"Master!" A guard picked up the weapon that Yang Feng threw towards Zhang Liao. After smelling the blade, he gritted his teeth and said, "The blade is poisonous!"
Zhang Liao snorted, then turned his gaze to Xu Yi, who was sitting in the middle of the hall.
Xu Yi smiled bitterly, then picked up the wine on the table and poured it into his throat!
Zhang Liao frowned slightly.
After a while, Xu Yi trembled all over, roared as he was loyal and filial to the emperor and the man, and was determined to kill the thief but was unable to turn the world back. He sprayed out black blood and white foam and fell down...
Zhang Liao looked at it without any movement and waved his hand, "All arrests! No matter how alive or dead, please leave one person!"
Chapter completed!
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