Born into a former grassland overlord, and not too old, Bald Kheli also has dreams of his own.
When he was young, he had thought that one day, the Bald Hair Division would be able to unify the grasslands, dominate the world, and regain the glory of Master Tan.
But when he grew up and began to be beaten by reality, he realized that the dreams he had when he was young could really only be imagined in his dreams.
Not to mention that the Bald Hair Tribe had no way to gain a foothold on the grassland in the end. Even the Tuoba Tribe, the headquarters of the Bald Hair Tribe, was not considered a big tribe on the grassland.
A few years ago, the adults led the tribe to wander around. Bald Khotan, who originally had lofty dreams, finally changed his dreams.
How great would it be if we could find a place for the tribe to settle down?
So Feng Langjun appeared and pointed out the direction to the bald man in the fog.
After settling down in the past two years, it was still under the control of the Wei people. The cattle, sheep and horses they had worked hard to raise had to be sold at low prices in order to exchange for enough food for the winter.
Even so, as long as the Wei people were unwilling to sell them food, they would still fall into starvation.
Bald Khotan thought again, how great would it be if the tribe could not worry about food and clothing?
So Feng Langjun appeared again and said that he could fulfill his wish.
"Look at Tufa Kheli! This area of Bohan is really good. In addition to grazing, you can also grow food there."
"I know what you mean. Although the side of the West Sea is suitable for grazing, it is really not as good as the side of Fanhan when it comes to growing food."
It’s not impossible to grow it, but in an era without chemical fertilizers, mechanization, and no scientific farming, the grain output in Qinghai is very impressive.
For Qianghu, even wheat may not be viable.
The most suitable food crop is highland barley, a native food on the plateau.
But the yield of highland barley is not even comparable to that of wheat, let alone rice.
There are no grassland nomadic tribes that are accustomed to farming yet, so it is easy to settle down on the other side of the West Sea.
But if you want to develop and grow, you must first face food constraints.
From Bald Hair's words, Feng Yong could probably guess some of Bald's thoughts.
"Do you want to learn from Qiang Hu and find a good place to grow food?"
Sing whatever song you want on the top of the mountain.
If the Baldness Department wants to establish itself in Liangzhou, it must adapt to the environment in Liangzhou.
From the current point of view, the half-cultivation and half-grazing of Qianghu is indeed the best way to further develop the bald area.
The bald-faced Kheli replied honestly: "Hui Feng Langjun, I do have this idea."
"Actually, it's not that troublesome." Feng Yong smiled slightly, "If you really can help me capture Bohan, I will have plenty of food in the Heguan area."
"When the time comes, whether I sell it to you or lend it to you, it will be easy to negotiate."
As long as a fertile land like Longyou can stabilize this year and there are no natural or man-made disasters, the food will be enough to be self-sufficient in the second half of the year.
You need farming technology, you need farming tools, you need fertilizers, you need land.
For Feng Yong, the only thing he fears is not having the manpower to farm.
The eight-oxen plow pushed over and spread the seeds and fertilizer. Even if there was no intensive cultivation and rough planting, with so much cultivated land, there would still be enough harvest.
"Feng Langjun, are you serious about this?"
The bald man shook his head, feeling like he didn't hear clearly?
"of course it's true."
Feng Yong nodded.
Then he poured him another glass of wine, and then continued: "Only people of the Han can live on the land of the Han. If you want to graze in the Pohan area, it is actually negotiable."
"As long as you become the subjects of the Han Dynasty, I can send people to teach you how to open pastures so that you can raise more cattle, sheep and horses."
"Do you still remember the agreement I made with you? You can come over and trade with me with the wool and give your clan some winter clothes."
"I will also send people to teach you how to farm so that no one among you will go hungry in the winter."
When Feng Yong said this, he spread his hands and said, "Do you think, in this way, you will not have to worry about food and clothing?"
The bald man immediately thought about the beautiful scene described by Feng Langjun. Although he knew that it was somewhat unreal, he still couldn't help but grin.
Then he looked at Feng Yong: "Feng Langjun, I know you will not be malicious to us, let alone deceive us, but why do you want to be so nice to us?"
"Because I need credit." Feng Yong said with a straight face and replied seriously, "Did you know that I am now the captain of the Qiang Guard, specializing in Qiang and Hu affairs."
"The Han Dynasty attaches great importance to Qiang and Hu affairs now than before. The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty even swore an alliance with the barbarians in the south to treat the Han and barbarians as one."
"As long as you inquire about this matter, you will know. So as long as the Qiang and Hu surrender to the Han and stop rebelling against the Han, it is a credit to me."
Although it is said that since the founding of the Han Dynasty, there have been Qiang and Hu barbarians in the army, but Zhuge Lao Yao can really openly propose that "Han and barbarians are one", no matter what his ultimate goal is.
But objectively speaking, this policy can indeed be regarded as historical progress.
Not only can it speed up the return of Hu Yi, but this process will also be actively guided by the Han people, so that there will be no uncontrollable chaos.
It is precisely because of this national policy personally proposed by the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty that Feng Yong, the Qiang Protector Colonel, has greater room for maneuver.
"Balda Kheli, you said that Baldhead will always be my best friend. In fact, in my opinion, you are also my good friends. Friends should help each other, right?"
Feng Yong's face showed a look of pleading, "You help me make a contribution, and I will let you have food and clothing. Isn't this great? What are you still hesitating about?"
Yes, what am I still hesitating about?
The bald man thought about it for a long time, but he always felt that something was wrong. He was about to shake his head again, but unexpectedly he made a groggy "dong" sound and fell down on the table.
Looking at the drunken bald Kheli, Feng Yong smiled faintly and shouted to the outside: "Come here, please help the young master to rest."
After the servants helped the bald Kheli down, Feng Yong sat there and suddenly laughed.
He first poured out the tea in his ear cup, and then poured himself a glass of wine.
After taking a sip of strong wine, the long-lost burning sensation rose in my belly.
In the end, I don’t know whether he was too drunk or too happy, but Feng Junhou actually banged the table and started singing.
"Friend, friend, have you ever thought of me? If you are enjoying, ah, if you are suffering from misfortune, please tell me..."
The next day, Bald Kheli woke up with a splitting headache.
The tribesmen who had been watching saw him wake up and hurriedly came over to help him up: "Young Master, are you finally awake?"
"This is where?"
The bald man immediately looked at the unfamiliar house, patted his painful head, and couldn't remember what happened yesterday.
"This is the residence arranged by Feng Langjun for the Young Master. Yesterday, the Young Master and Feng Langjun drank and got drunk. Do you remember the Young Master?"
This tribesman was a close confidant who had followed Tufa Kheli to Ju County. He had also met Feng Yong, so it was very easy to call him Feng Langjun.
Only then did Bald Tianli remember his meeting with Feng Langjun yesterday.
But when he recalled Feng Langjun and what he said about Wuhan, he only remembered half of it.
After drinking too much later, it seemed that Feng Langjun said something important, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
The bald man immediately took the water brought by his cronies and drank it in one gulp. Then he wiped his mouth and asked, "Why is there so much noise outside?"
The confidant had already received the news: "Back to Young Master, there has been a lot of noise outside since dawn today. I heard that Feng Langjun transferred the Han army from Longyou, and they arrived just in time."
"Feng Langjun mobilized the Han army?" Bald-faced Kheli heard this, and his heart moved: "Where is Feng Langjun now?"
"Young Master, you want to find Feng Langjun? Feng Langjun specially sent someone to wait in the courtyard. Why don't you, Young Master, ask him to come over and ask?"
The confidant replied.
The more anxious the bald-faced Khotan was thinking about what happened after yesterday, the more he couldn't remember it. Naturally, he wanted to ask Feng Yong clearly: "Let him in quickly."
The servant who came in had strong and steady steps. At first glance, it was obvious that he was a battle-hardened figure, and he was Feng Yong's subordinate.
I saw him clasping his fists at the bald Khotan and saying, "I wonder what your orders are, Young Master?"
"I want to see Mr. Feng, is it convenient?"
Bald Khotan asked slightly anxiously.
"Your Majesty has gone outside the city early this morning to inspect the troops coming from Pingxiang. Young Master is suffering from a hangover, so you might as well eat first."
"If the young master has nothing urgent to do, you can take a rest first. When the master comes back, I will inform you immediately."
"Inspecting the troops?" Hearing this, Bald-faced Qieli immediately remembered what happened to Wu Han: It seems that the Han army's march to the west is imminent.
Thinking of this, Bald Tianli became even more anxious: "But I don't know when Feng Langjun will come back?"
Buqu saw that the bald Kheli looked a little anxious, so he comforted him and said, "If you are in an emergency, young master, you can go directly to the army to find your master."
When the bald man heard this, his eyes lit up, "Is that okay?"
"Before the prince left, he personally told him that the young prince is the prince's best friend. If anything happens to the young prince, you can go to him at any time."
Upon hearing this, the bald man jumped up quickly and said, "In that case, please lead me there."
The matter of Wuhan is related to the future of the tribe, and the Han army preparing to march westward is the biggest variable for Wuhan.
If you can observe in advance at this time, it is better to have no bottom than to have a bottom.
But Bu Qu hesitated and said: "Young Master, why don't you eat first?"
"It doesn't matter. In the past, it was common for the tribe to go without food for a whole day. It's not a problem for me to go hungry for a meal."
It is common for tribes on the grassland to suffer from hunger and cold.
Seeing that Bald Kheli was resolute, Buqu had no choice but to take him outside the city.
At the same time, he thoughtfully gave him a piece of dry food biscuits to cushion his stomach first.
Bald-faced Kheli ate it in one bite and thought it was extremely delicious.
The group of people arrived at the military camp outside the city and reported the name of Bald-faced Kheli before they could enter the camp.
The school captain on duty warned them that Feng Junhou was reviewing the soldiers in the school grounds, so he took them to a place outside the school grounds to watch from a distance.
The bald man stood looking out, and when he saw clearly what was going on in the school grounds, he immediately took a breath of cold air.
There are many flags around the school grounds, and there is a sound of hunting.
In the middle of the school grounds, there was the tallest flag with the word "Feng" written on it, fluttering in the wind.
Under the banner is a tall handsome platform.
On the stage, standing at the front was none other than Feng Yong.
Under the high platform, groups of soldiers were holding various weapons, shouting loudly, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, and shining with cold light.
As soon as the drums on the commander's platform started to sound and the flags of various colors waved, the soldiers below began to pass left and right and back and forth again.
It is true that orders and prohibitions are carried out like an arm and a finger.
Bald-faced Kheli secretly marveled: He is really an elite soldier.
I don’t know how long it took, but the infantry retreated, the ground began to vibrate, and a group of hundreds of cavalry began to run around the school grounds.
In addition to basic movements such as sprinting and swinging swords, some people began to let go of the reins and wave guns with both hands.
When the bald man saw this scene, his eyes suddenly widened.
Even the most elite warriors in the clan cannot perform this kind of riding skill so easily, and may even fall off their horses. How do they do it?
After a while, all the cavalrymen dropped their weapons and began to take out their bows and arrows to shoot.
Riding and shooting is the most basic combat action of the grassland tribes.
But before the saddle comes out, many people have to stop the horse before they can draw the bow and shoot.
Even after the introduction of saddles that allowed people to sit more firmly on the horse, most people still had to shoot arrows while the horse was slowing down.
When Bald-faced Kheli saw that they were all galloping and shooting arrows, they could still sit steadily on top without losing their equestrian skills. Some even turned their bodies back and shot at the target.
He finally couldn't help but exclaimed: "Feng Langjun actually has an army with such magical skills under his command?"
Even though I grew up on a horse, I couldn't even wave a gun with both hands on a horse.
Not to mention mounted archery, those who can shoot the bow continuously from left to right while galloping can only do it by the highest-ranking eagle shooters on the grassland.
Even when Xianbei was at its peak, the total number of Condor Shooters was only a few hundred.
And the condor shooters under Feng Langjun's command alone are enough to compare with the heyday of Xianbei.
Thinking of this, Bald Kheli's expression began to change.
The flag on the commander's platform waved again, the drum beat changed again, and countless cavalry troops poured out from the other side of the school grounds and formed a formation on both sides of the school grounds.
They blended in with the hundreds of cavalrymen earlier.
When the bald man saw this situation, he frowned: "Feng Langjun's move is wrong! How can the eagle shooters be mixed with ordinary cavalry?"
Bu Qu, who had been accompanying him all this time, looked over with strange eyes.
At the same time, he explained: "Young Master, what you said is wrong! Those cavalry troops earlier were just a cavalry army that the prince randomly selected for inspection."
As he spoke, he pointed at the cavalry, "Those are not eagle shooters, but ordinary cavalry under the lord."
"I don't believe it!" Bald-haired Kheli said excitedly: "I see those people just shooting their bows left and right on horseback. Even if they are not eagle shooters, they must be rare elites. How can they be ordinary cavalry?"
Dare to draw the bow and shoot arrows while the horses are galloping. Not to mention the archery skills, this riding skill alone is already extremely rare.
This kind of cavalry is rare among our clan.
Now I hear someone say that the cavalry under Feng Langjun can only be regarded as ordinary?
Although I am Hu Yi, I have seen the world and am not that easy to coax!
"If you don't believe me, you can ask the prince personally when the time comes, and you will know, right?"
Buqu didn't argue with him, he just said this.
Bald-faced Tianli couldn't help but feel a little shaken when he saw Bu Qu's disapproving look.
If this is true, how can Feng Langjun be stopped by the Wei people in Liangzhou?
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the rumors about the battle of Longyou last year.
Feng Langjun defeated the famous Wei general Zhang He at Jieting!
From Hao Zhao's mouth, it seems that he also lamented that the situation in Longyou was ruined precisely because Feng Langjun unexpectedly captured Longguan.
This is enough to show that Feng Langjun is a man who is good at using soldiers.
If he had led such an elite team at that time and at his age, it would have been normal for him to achieve such results!
While he was thinking, he saw the Han army's drums beating again, and the soldiers on the other side of the school field began to scatter around like a black torrent.
Although he was not on the battlefield, Bald-faced Kheli still felt the unstoppable surge.
