"You always have to fight, just fight in the morning and fight in the evening."
As Feng Yong spoke, he led Zhao Guang to the study room, picked up a roll of paper from the case and handed it over.
Zhao Guang opened it with some doubts:
“Brother, what is this?”
“This time out of the fortress, the route map drawn by Zhang Yuan and others.”
It takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people. It is really no joke.
After so many years of education, we are finally able to train students who can draw topographic maps independently.
Governor Feng was so excited that he almost burst into tears.
Of course, there were no satellites or optical tools for measuring terrain in later generations.
At most, it is a mechanical tool that can be made under the current conditions.
Plus, time doesn’t allow this time either.
So this route drawing is not standard or accurate.
However, there is no shortage of approximate mileage, eye-catching road signs, water sources, rivers and other unified symbols along the way.
As expected by Feng Yong, although the former Han pass on the grassland was in dilapidated condition, it was not completely destroyed without leaving any trace, and it was more than enough to serve as a road sign.
What was a simple map in the eyes of Governor Feng was an extremely exquisite map in the eyes of Zhao Guang.
“Brother, where is this?”
Zhao Guang put the map on the table, pointed to the break of the road map, and asked.
“I don’t know, but according to my estimation, I haven’t walked through the desert north of Toyozawa.”
Feng Yong shook his head.
Zhao Guang suddenly looked disappointed:
“We’ve only walked this far? I thought we had arrived at Gaoque!”
Gaoque is actually a gap in the Yinshan Mountains, which is the barrier to the Hetao Plain.
It is exactly on the west corner of the character "ji" in the Yellow River.
Whether it is the northern nomads entering the Hetao Plain, or the Central Plains regime attacking the barbarians from the Hetao, the army basically enters and exits through this gap.
Otherwise, the army would not be able to cross the steep Yinshan Mountains that run east to west.
“It’s good if you don’t get lost in the desert. Do you think everyone is Huo Piaoyao?”
Feng Yong glared at him angrily:
"After the spring begins, you go to the hometown of Jiuyuan again, find Ke Bineng, and ask him to send troops to the west, attack Xianbei in the west, join our army out of the fortress, and try to open up this route next year."
Zhao Guang nodded: "You just listen to your elder brother."
The other side of Jiuyuan's hometown is where he and Shi Bao went.
Shi Bao is now going to lead the army out of Juyan County, so naturally it is best for him to go.
“Brother, if our army wants to enter the hometown of Jiuyuan, it can just leave the fortress directly from Xiaoguan and follow the river. Why do we have to go around in such a big circle?”
Zhao Guang asked with some confusion.
Feng Yong slightly glanced at Zhao Guang in surprise:
“How did you know that I wanted to march from Jiuyuan’s hometown?”
Zhao Guang chuckled:
“Brother, do you underestimate me? After all, I have been with you for so many years. If I can’t even see this, isn’t that embarrassing enough?”
“Yes, there is progress.” Feng Yong nodded approvingly, then he turned around and took another map from the bookcase.
When unfolded, it is the map of Guanzhong.
However, except for Anding County, which was painted in more detail, the rest, such as Beidi County and Jiuyuan County, etc., were only painted in general shape.
Feng Yong clicked on the location of Xiaoguan, and then walked his fingers along the river. When he reached the left half of the word "ji" in Dahe, he paused.
He roughly drew a circle and asked:
“Do you know where this is?”
Zhao Guang shook his head.
“Lian County is probably at this location, and Beiyi Mountain (helan Mountain in later generations) is not far to the northwest of it.”
Feng Yong stood up straight and exhaled:
“This area to the east of Beiyi Mountain is also on the edge of a large river. It has luxuriant water and grass and fertile land. It is a rare pasture.”
This area will be Yinchuan in later generations, a geomantic treasure land protected by Helan Mountain.
Zhao Guang nodded: "Yes, the last time Shi Zhongrong and I passed by there, we found that there were indeed many barbarian tribes gathered there."
“This place used to belong to Beidi County and was one of the six cities in Beidi County. It was also a border fortress to guard against barbarians.”
Feng Yong emphasized his tone, "If the army leaves the fortress from Xiaoguan and goes north along the river to the hometown of Jiuyuan, this is the best place to stay."
“Do you think, based on Sima Yi’s actions in Beidi County, that he would have missed such an important position?”
With the current national strength of Wei State, it is natural that Wei State does not have the ability or the inclination to restore the entire Beidi County during the Han Dynasty.
But similarly, the two Han Dynasties had already pointed out to future generations where the important defensive locations of Beidi County should be.
Sima Yi only needs to focus on placing ears and eyes in these locations, and he will have enough time to respond in advance.
Zhao Guang suddenly realized:
“So brother wants to raid Beidi County from Gaoque in the north, and then enter Guanzhong from Beidi County?”
Gaoque is located in the far north. No matter how long the Wei thieves stretched their hands, they could not reach beyond Beidi County to the hometown of Jiuyuan.
So as long as you enter Beidi County from Gaoque, it is impossible to be discovered by Wei thieves in advance.
And this road is exactly the road Huo Piaoyao took back then.
It’s just that the elder brother is going in the opposite direction.
Feng Yong did not answer Zhao Guang’s question, but just smiled meaningfully:
“Now do you know why I must open this route?”
Zhao Guang nodded excitedly.
Then he thought for a moment and asked in a low voice:
“Brother, have you discussed this plan with the Prime Minister?”
Feng Yong glanced at him and said slowly:
"Are you stupid? This is just a preliminary plan that I and, well, your sister and I discussed. Now that the route in the desert has not even been opened, what's the point of telling the prime minister?"
Zhuge Laoyao has written to Liangzhou more than once, asking about the situation of Liangzhou's military reorganization.
Perhaps after that serious illness, he felt more and more anxious.
If you tell Zhuge Laoyao this immature plan now, who knows what he will do?
After all, a certain prime minister was even willing to give away women's clothes in order to return the old capital.
Besides, this is just a backup plan for the battle in Guanzhong.
After all, there was the unstable factor of Ke Bineng. In the Battle of Jieting and the Battle of Xiaoguan, Governor Feng was cut off in both cases.
This feeling was very unpleasant, it was only three things, and he really didn’t want to do it again.
So before he was sure to fully control Kebineng, Feng Jishi would not easily make up his mind to do this.
“Oh, that’s right.”
Zhao Guang scratched his head.
"Okay, logically speaking, I shouldn't tell you this kind of thing now. It's just that this plan requires your participation, so remember not to mention it to others again."
When Zhao Guang heard this, his heart was immediately moved by trust: Brother really still loves me!
“I understand, little brother.”
Zhao Guang was reminded of the importance of looking for Kebineng next year, and Feng Yong stood up:
"Okay, let's go and have a look at the front. Everyone should be almost there."
Not everyone is like Governor Feng, who brings his family with him to worship his ancestors during the twelfth lunar month.
In other words, people like him are special cases.
After all, the wives and concubines of the Feng family are quite special.
Take Zhao Guang as an example. He has an old man Zhao and an elder brother above him.
It will never be his turn to preside over the worship services.
Feng Yong even wondered if the young couple didn't even bow to each other and just came here to share the meal.
Hmm, it’s also possible that when Huang Wudie paid homage to Huang Zhong from a distance, Zhao Guang remembered that he wanted to pay homage to his ancestors from a distance...
Anyway, on special days, Governor Feng would naturally think of his generals, so he would prepare a banquet and invite them over to have a meal or something.
For Feng Jishi, this is a means of getting closer to each other.
But for some people, it is a sign of the importance they receive from Feng Junhou.
For example, Bald Khotan, this was his first time attending such a banquet, and he seemed embarrassed.
“Don’t be nervous, we are all our own people here.”
Compared to the famous Governor Feng in the past, the Governor Feng at the banquet seemed much more amiable and approachable.
He even stepped down from the throne, personally brought the wine to everyone, and drank with them.
"This time I went out to the fortress. I heard that you did a good job and led the Hu Qiyi soldiers well."
After Governor Feng finished speaking, Bald-faced Khotan quickly drank a drink, "It's all because the barbarians heard about the power of the king and the tiger."
"It's a good thing to bring. I'm not going, so there's no need for this." Feng Yong laughed and patted his shoulder, "I heard that you personally sent a deer here yesterday. It's very thoughtful."
Bald-haired Tianli smiled sheepishly:
"I dare not lie to you. This time when I went out of the fortress, I happened to encounter a small tribe that moved from the east. It happens to be related to the Bald Hair Tribe."
"They said they were willing to join the big man, so the villain dared to keep them..."
“You did a great job on this matter.”
Feng Yong nodded approvingly.
The generals of the front-line army can respond independently according to the specific situation.
As long as you remember to report it afterwards.
The purpose of going out to deter Xianbei in the west is not to kill everyone and rob them all. This will only intensify conflicts. While deterring, we must also pay attention to comfort and containment.
A practice like Tufa Kheli can set an example for the large and small tribes in Xianbei in the west and facilitate differentiation.
“That deer was offered by the leader of that small tribe. I heard it was brought from the east. There are more than ten in his tribe, and it has always been regarded as a treasure by the tribe.”
“Oh, that’s interesting.”
Feng Yong smiled.
Then the treasures of the tribe that came to join you were brought to the table by you?
Governor Feng glanced at the case and was sure that there must be venison in it.
Bald-haired Khotan Li seemed to notice Feng Yong's gaze and laughed dryly:
“That tribe is actually... well, I heard that the Tuoba Tribe lost the battle with the Western Tribes, so many tribesmen were scattered and displaced.”
“This small tribe was separated from the Tuoba tribe.”
Oh, I see.
The bald-haired lord Tuoba Liwei, also known as the bald-haired Pigu, was dissatisfied that Tuoba Liwei, the son of the goddess of heaven, usurped his position as the clan leader because he was dissatisfied that his half-father, let alone half-mother, was the son of a goddess.
So he led his tribe away.
Now that Tufa Khotan has received the news that the Tuoba clan was bullied by the Xianbei in the west and the race was separated, he will probably be very happy in his heart.
So things have changed, and now it is normal for him to eat the treasures of that small tribe.
However, Governor Feng’s attention was not on the deer, which was regarded as a treasure by the small tribe, but on what Tufa Kheli said about the Tuoba tribe being almost wiped out by the Xianbei in the west.
“Tuoba tribe? Is there something wrong with Tuoba tribe? I remember that Tuoba clan was bullied by Xianbei in the west a few years ago. Tuoba Liwei went to join Wuluhui tribe?”
Bald-faced Khotan Li did not know that there was Han Long beside Feng Yong. He could not help but feel alarmed that Feng Junhou was so familiar with the desert:
It seems that the prince has great plans for the barbarians in the desert!
“Exactly. But last year, Tuoba Liwei and Dou Bin, the leader of the Moluhui Tribe, joined forces to attack the western race, and were defeated again.”
"Even Dou Bin lost his war horse and was almost captured. Therefore, the Tuoba clan was also severely weakened and the race was dispersed."
Speaking of this, the bald Khotan almost couldn't help but grin.
So what if the western races are powerful?
This time, tens of thousands of people were kidnapped by the Han, not to mention their cattle, sheep, and horses.
If there is a chance in the future, if you continue to go east, you may encounter the Tuoba tribe, and you will let them know how powerful you are!
Looking at the child in front of him, he didn't care at all about the genocide of his own race, and was even gloating about his misfortune.
Feng Jishi felt that he no longer needed to appease his emotions, so he coughed:
“This meat is good...”
"This is venison. If you like it, I will send another one over tomorrow."
Bald-faced Kheli said quickly.
Feng Junhou:……
Most of the men in the grassland are simple and upright.
The next day, Governor Feng was preparing to fulfill his promise and took both of them out of the city to play sledding.
Baldy Khotan immediately sent two deer over again.
"deer deer!"
They both cheered, thinking that they had two more deer to pull the sled.
“Don’t get so close, be careful of getting hurt.”
Feng Yong quickly grabbed her.
"Don't worry, sir, this kind of deer is the most docile. I heard that they are specially raised to pull carts."
Bald-headed Kheli quickly explained.
“Huh? Pull a cart?”
Feng Yong's heart moved, and he looked at the two deer that were being led to the backyard restaurant, "Come back, pull them back!"
“You mean, they are used to pull carts?”
“Yes, Youzhou is actually colder than Liangzhou in winter, and there are many mountains and forests, so some people specially hunted this kind of deer to pull carts through the mountains and forests.”
“So this kind of deer has the most docile temperament...”
Baldy Khotan stood at attention and kept talking.
Feng Jishi felt his body tremble when he heard it, and then he suddenly asked:
“Where are the people from that small tribe? You said they came from the east. Where in the east did they come from?”
“The north of Youzhou, that is, the Greater Xianbei Mountains...”
Um?!
Feng Jishi’s eyes suddenly widened.
Of course he doesn’t know about the Greater Xianbei Mountains.
It is probably the name given by the Xianbei people themselves.
But he knows the Great Xianbei Witch very well!
The Huangpizi Tomb in the Ghost Blowing Lamp series, doesn’t it tell the story of the Daxinganling Mountains in Northeast China?
Besides, the north of Youzhou happens to be the Northeast region in later generations.
so……
Even if the Great Xianbei Mountains are not within the Greater Khingan Mountains, they are most likely nearby.
Thinking of this, Governor Feng's eyes shone, and he stepped forward and touched the antlers of the two deer, and he was very happy:
“I wonder why I have never seen these antlers before, so it is like this, a good thing, a good thing...”
The bald man came up to him:
"If the princes like to eat these antlers, I will go and get all the deer they have on hand."
“What do I want these antlers for? I want these deer!”
"deer?"
“Yes, pull the cart for my daughter!” Governor Feng chuckled, then looked at Bald Kheli and gave an emphatically command:
“That small tribe will be useful to me in the future, so you should treat them well.”
“Pull the cart, pull the cart!”
Both of them ran over, hugged their master's legs, and shouted loudly.
"Okay, pull the cart!" Governor Feng picked her up, and then told Bald-haired Khotan to stand up, "Didn't you just say that you were going to send all the deer over?"
“Go now and send all the deer in their tribe outside the city, and also call the person in their tribe who is best at reindeer.”
Bald-faced Kheli didn't know why, but he knew that he seemed to have given the right thing this time.
