The entire straight stretch for dozens of miles was filled with rivers of blood and bodies intertwined with each other, and they fought until the last moment.
"Killing" a captain of thousands, with blood-red eyes waving the long knife in his hand, cutting down anyone who dared to stand in his way. In battle, a simple and vicious slashing would be more realistic.
This thousand-man captain rose up and killed countless people along the way, including men and women, barbarians and Han Chinese. Although he did not have a formal apprenticeship, his practical swordsmanship reached the point of proficiency.
"Kill the Han people" he shouted.
When he was a child, he was a member of King Youxian's tribe and an adopted son of his family. When he became an adult, due to his bravery, he was promoted to the rank of soldier, captain of the soldiers, centurion, and captain of thousands.
To him, being aloof and superior to the Southern Xiongnu Chanyu was nothing. He could only feed and clothe him since childhood, teach him martial arts, and take him to fight and rob Youxian King. He was the most real master.
One day, the depressed King Youxian told them that our life was over, the emperor of the Han Dynasty was going to take away everything we had, and we must flee.
But on the way, the Han emperor appeared and intercepted him.
"Kill" the captain shouted, as long as he killed the Han Emperor, everything would be worth it. At this time, there were only a few soldiers following him, but the Han Emperor was indeed approaching in front of him.
The corpses were piled densely on the slope, and he could already see the shadow of the Han emperor on the earth platform.
The closer the "kill" got, the more brutal it became. Familiar faces with bloody flesh kept falling down. The captain was already numb and had no choice but to kill.
"Long live, long live, long live." The Han soldiers' morale surged. The sea water split into two halves. The Han emperor stepped forward and suddenly spoke. Only the soldiers in steel armor were seen, and they responded with a voice: "Ye Huo
thunder"
"Boom boom boom"
The dense fire exploded. Before the captain could think, his body was torn apart and his consciousness sank into darkness.
"Hey, is this the last counterattack of the Huns or the Hus?" It has already entered winter in the north. Ye Qing was wearing a thick cloak, looking at the dawn light, and sneered. The Southern Huns surrendered to the Han for a long time, so they took a detour to the Qin Dynasty.
On the straight road, Ye Qing was faster and intercepted him at the exit of the Hetao, which led to this battle.
At the moment, he didn't care about the continuing battle, and just waved his hand and ordered: "You continue to report on the military situation."
It was reported that the magician was an indigenous person, and that the emperor intercepted the Southern Xiongnu Youxian Wang tribe on the Qin Straight Road. The Southern Xiongnu Youxian Wang tribe attacked desperately, and a battle broke out.
The battle continued from dusk to night, and now it was approaching dawn. Under the light of dawn, we could see the corpses were densely packed nearby, which was really shocking. On several occasions, they even approached the emperor's location.
But until now, anyone with a discerning eye can understand that the Righteous King's tribe is finished. The magician calmed down and continued talking.
"Your Majesty, according to the Daofa military intelligence report, the so-called Great Chanyu fled back to the Xianbei Mountains with 70,000 troops, ran into General Zhao Yun's 40,000 cavalry, and was severely defeated. The bandit army retreated into the Xianbei Mountains and wanted to move the entire clan, following the legend of the Northern Huns.
Escape to the western grassland."
"General Zhao was stopped by a Western sage during his pursuit. It is said that he sat cross-legged under a big tree that suddenly grew, revealing a golden body several feet tall. The silence and silence caused the whole army to make a noise."
"General Zhao was furious and drew his sword to kill him, but he couldn't get close. Nuwa stepped forward to accuse him, and the two saints broke up.
"General Zhao was able to attack and defeat the Xianbei tribe again, but due to this delay, the remaining troops lost most of their troops and continued to break through."
"General Zhao has kept His Majesty's orders in mind and has not continued to risk the pursuit. He is currently continuing to clear the grasslands, annexing the tribe's women and children, and moving them to the grasslands to the south."
After hearing this, Ye Qing just smiled contemptuously.
With the emperor's daughter tipping him off, he got more information than this. He expressed his support to this saint from within, and the emperor remained silent. He was originally in harmony with the mud.
"To pass on my will, those Confucian ancient literary schools who do not obey the overall situation and clamor for benevolence and righteousness have all gone to educate...to teach the herdsmen to be benevolent as sages. Isn't this their purpose?"
"Now I will give them a chance." Ye Qing's move is not to suppress Confucianism, nor is it to preach, Mohist, Dharma and other schools. It is just that the Han family has its own system.
Zhou Zhenghu?
Of course, Ye Qing was already familiar with the system. It was not something that these ancient families could limit, so he was more calm and didn't care.
If you have your own way, why do you need another way?
This is not just rhetoric, but a real in-depth understanding of politics and systems, so I feel comfortable.
After saying this, there was a sudden cry: "The Huns have surrendered, the Huns have surrendered."
Everyone looked over and saw that a large banner fell down with a bang, and the last dragon energy of the Southern Xiongnu also collapsed. Seeing this, everyone had their own thoughts.
After a while, a group of Xiongnu nobles gathered under the supervision of the armored soldiers. These nobles were filled with an atmosphere of uneasiness and were sweating nervously.
"King Zuo Xian must be considered a talented person." Ye Qing looked at the slowly arriving crowd and said, "I heard that he opposed the Xiongnu's surrender to the Xianbei. This is a big deal."
"Seeing Wu Hu's defeat, he decisively tried to find a way to survive. This is two things."
"Seeing the interception and charging decisively, this is three"
At this point, Ye Qing had already suppressed his smile, sighed, and said with a faint look: "It's just my hero and the other's enemy. It's the same if it's the same. I can't tolerate it."
Having said this, Ye Qing closed his eyes and fell into deep thought. He opened his eyes for a long time and said, "Preach my will, guard your own army, and prepare to exterminate the clan."
"Yes." The magician listened, sweating from fear, and responded.
"The reaction of the Western Saint was very strange... Even though he was intercepting, he basically just sat back and watched Murong Zheng's defeat. What is this old fox planning, or is it that the so-called cause and effect has to be stopped?" Ye Qing no longer paid attention to this matter, just secretly
Thinking.
Seeing as the other party has not taken action before, I am afraid they have also given up their plan to support Murong Zheng as the Lord of China, but everyone will protect their own interests... I wonder where the red line is?
While he was deep in thought, he heard a few strange sounds and someone was already kneeling in front of him.
"Are you the Righteous King of the Southern Huns?"
"Yes, yes, I have offended the power of Heaven without any reason, and I beg your majesty to forgive you." The person below bowed his head.
Ye Qing stared at him for a while. He looked like a heroic young man, who must have been a hero of the Southern Huns. At this moment, he sighed with some emotion: "King Youxian, do you know where this is?"
"Here..." King Youxian's eyes flashed for a while, and he instinctively wanted to hide it, but he couldn't explain why he came here, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "Qin Zhidao."
"You guys know each other very well. You are worthy of being neighbors for nearly a thousand years."
The Five Hus' chaos in China was a gradual process. When other Hu people did not dare to move, the Southern Xiongnu had the deepest understanding of the situation of the Han Dynasty because they were tamed at their doorsteps. In fact, before the Jin Dynasty, at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Southern Xiongnu
He has gone deep into the Central Plains several times to serve as bandits, and sometimes he also served as a mercenary for the princes to accelerate the internal strife of the Han people.
Cai Wenji was captured by the Southern Xiongnu during the war, and was exiled to the grassland and became the wife of the Southern Xiongnu King Youxian. When she left, she went to Qin Zhidao. During the twelve years, she gave birth to two sons for Youxian King until Cao Cao unified the country.
The North later asked the Huns for Wen Ji, but the Huns were afraid of having to release her, so Wen Ji returned to the Han Dynasty and left a song called "Eighteen Beats of Hujia", which left the painful memory of the nation through literature.
The past is sad, at least in this world, everything has changed, and it is necessary to prevent such stories of farmers and snakes from happening again.
"kill him."
Ye Qing said this with a calm expression and said to kill a dog.
"No, Your Majesty, don't kill me." The King Youxian turned pale when the Han soldiers held him hostage. He dragged him a few steps away. Seeing that he could not survive, he struggled fiercely again: "You are a dog emperor. We just want to survive. What's wrong with this...
…”
"Poof" the head flew up and blood was scattered on Qin Zhidao.
"All the men in King Youxian's tribe were slaughtered."
"yes"
There was continuous blood and all kinds of roars and resistance, like a trapped animal still fighting, but for Ye Qing, there was no wave at all. He just sat on the hill and watched quietly.
In the deep and dim sky, there were still a few stars scattered, shrouded in the dawn. Jia Xu saluted, leaned forward and sat on the wooden headboard, raised his head and looked into the distance. At this time, the glow gradually showed purple, blue and green colors.
For a moment, there was a massacre below. Jia Xu felt that he had never seen such a bright red, and had never seen such a bright red.
In the glow of the twilight, the emperor's expression was clearly visible. It was neither cruel nor intolerant. Jia Xu was known as the poisonous warrior of the Three Kingdoms, and it was nothing to kill tens of thousands of people. But this expression made him feel chilly.
Ye Qing ignored Jia Xu's feelings and just pondered.
There is nothing wrong with survival. All kinds of people are free from the frost and the sky. Every living group has its own disasters. If it survives, the sea and sky will be brighter. On the contrary, it will be sad and sinking. The Han people sympathized with the Southern Huns and took them in. Did the Southern Huns ever sympathize with the Han people?
It was a domestic dog that was domesticated and raised, but it disobeyed and bitten instead, even riding on the mistress... The wolf nature has been revealed, can the owner still keep it?
This is a time of great struggle. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you don't live, you will die.
Presumably, Cao Mengde felt the same heartache when Wenji returned to the Han Dynasty. Wenji was not a woman, but many women who had the same fate as her.
It is a symbol of a nation turning into a weak state. Wei Wu could bring back Wen Ji, but he could not bring back more wandering women. In this regard, he could not be compared with Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. This was not a difference in personal ability, but a dragon spirit and national strength.
difference.
When your strength is insufficient, even if you have heroic ambitions, you will not be able to fulfill your ambitions.
The Xiongnu men were massacred without missing a beat. The blood stained this ancient road since the pre-Qin Dynasty, burying the thousands of years of grievances between the Han and the Xiongnu. The two major ethnic groups that originally came from the same origin of the ancient Han and Qiang people, just like the previous life, ended up with only
Survive the next one.
The vegetation is vast, the autumn wind blows over, and the vast mountains crouch under the dark night, as if a giant beast is sleeping, or bowing to a real dragon.
Ye Qing stood up and said calmly: "Preach my will, offer prisoners and tables, and offer sacrifices to the Ancestral Temple."
"The Hu people set up ten men and hundreds of men, each with three hundred small divisions, five small divisions as one large division, and five large divisions as one banner. I am kind-hearted and grant autonomy."
"The grassland is divided into different banners. Without the decree of the imperial court, more than a thousand people are not allowed to fight. Those who disobey will be exterminated."
Jia Xu understood this very well. Granting autonomy did not mean anything else. It was just that it was more appropriate for Hu people and nobles to rule than direct rule.
China can bear no burden at all and just dump it.
How the Hu people live is not the responsibility of the Han court.
Only when it is squeezed out and the Chinese culture is deep, can it be given favors and brought into the country.
"The world gradually became peaceful, and the imperial court discussed meritorious deeds, determined the ranks of meritorious officials, slightly reduced the burden on the people of Ji Dao, and exempted the invaders from this year's rent. Those who died in the battle were compensated for the soldiers and civilians, and were even given official titles."
"I honor your decree." Jia Xu responded. Seeing the bright red sun rising, he knew that everything in the troubled times was completely over here.
The road to Hu is gone, and the road to Han is prosperous.