After crossing the Helan Mountains, the boundless yellow sand finally disappeared and was replaced by endless grassland, which was later known as the Yinchuan Plain.
The reason here is similar to that of the Hetao Plain. Because the Helan Mountains blocked the cold air from the north and west and the erosion of the desert, coupled with the irrigation of the river, the fertile Yinchuan Plain was formed. This is the Xitao in the Hetao.
Qu Yan originally lived in the south of Xitao, on the east bank of the river, close to the state of Qin. Later, he was beaten by the state of Qin and moved dozens of miles west. Later, he was beaten by the Xiongnu and the state of Zhao.
After a while, he moved to the foot of Helan Mountain.
It's not that they don't want to continue migrating, but it's because there is a desert to the west, Qin to the south and southeast, and desert to the north. There is no place to move to Zhao to the north of the desert.
When Zhao State crossed the Helan Mountains, Qu Yan finally received news of the Zhao army's attack.
In the king's tent, the leaders of Quyan's major tribes gathered together, their faces full of sorrow. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and then they let out a long sigh. Even though there were many conflicts between them, they faced a strong enemy at this time.
When the weather comes, I have to choose to join a group to stay warm.
However, they couldn't even defeat the Xiongnu, and the Xiongnu were vulnerable to the Zhao State. Now it was their turn to face the Zhao State. What's the use of being in a group? It was just a futile struggle.
"Are those Zhao people still unwilling to let us go after all?" King Qu Yan angrily slapped the table with his palms and said desperately.
No one answered, and the entire camp was silent except for the crackling sound of the grease-covered torches.
"Everyone, let's think of a way." King Qu Yan slumped on the throne and said slowly, "No matter who it is, as long as he can help me, Qu Yan, repel the Zhao army, I will give up the throne to him immediately. I will do what I say.
Come, you all can be witnesses."
Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but no one said anything. King Quyan was defeated by Qin last year, and then by the Xiongnu this year. As a result, Quyan's strength was greatly reduced, and his own prestige was also greatly reduced.
If it were in the past, everyone would still covet the throne under his butt, and might even raise an army, but forget it now, this position is a hot iron.
"Your Majesty, let's ask Qin for help." After a while, someone finally spoke.
"We only had a war with Qin last year. How could Qin send troops to help us?" Someone immediately retorted. Qu Yan's relationship with Qin is not much better than with Zhao. Because they are close, the two have no shortage in the past.
Fight.
"The Zhao army is only one day away from me, Qu Yan. Even if we ask for help from Qin, it is too late." King Qu Yan shook his head, "Moreover, I have received news that a country in the Central Plains is attacking Qin. Qin
The country's main energy is focused on dealing with the countries in the Central Plains and cannot be distracted from helping us."
"Your Majesty, let's sue for peace. We, Quyan, are thousands of miles away from the State of Zhao. Even if we defeat the State of Zhao, we cannot control it. Moreover, I heard that all the countries in the Central Plains have the best reputation. As long as I, Quyan, surrender to the State of Zhao and send me
With some cattle and sheep as gifts, Zhao Guo still has great hope of retreating." A minister named Fu Liti said.
"Now I can only give it a try, hey." King Quyan sighed deeply...
Who would have thought that Quyan, which was prosperous a few years ago, began to decline rapidly last year, and today, it is facing the risk of national subjugation.
Things are unpredictable.
When Fu Liti saw Zhao Kuo, Zhao Kuo was sitting on the ground casually with his soldiers, eating barbecue around the fire. However, Fu Liti did not dare to look down upon him at all.
"Foreign Minister Fu Liti pays homage to King Zhao." Fu Liti patted his clothes and said seriously.
"What are you doing here, sir?" Zhao Kuo wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth and asked.
"The foreign minister is here to seek peace," Fu Liti said.
"You said you want peace?" Zhao Kuo looked at the Qu Yan envoy in front of him and said jokingly.
"Previously, I, Qu Yan, was coerced by the Xiongnu, so I helped the Xiongnu attack the Zhao Kingdom. This was my fault. This time, the foreign minister brought 5,000 high-quality horses, 5,000 cattle, and 10,000 sheep. Please get it.
King Zhao’s forgiveness. And I, Quyan, are willing to surrender to the State of Zhao. If King Zhao is not at ease, you can station officials in my State of Quyan. I just ask the State of Zhao to let me go.
"Qu Yan is a horse." Fu Liti said, cupping his hands.
"I have accepted the gift, so there is no need for the stationed officials. But I have a better idea." Zhao Kuo said.
"Your Majesty, please speak." Fu Liti was overjoyed. As long as he accepted the gift, things would be much easier to handle. He was afraid that if King Zhao did not accept the gift and oil and salt did not come in, then Qu Yan would have to wait for death.
"Please ask King Quyan and all the people of Quyan to move to our country of Zhao." Zhao Kuo said in a deep voice.
"Zhao...King Zhao...are you kidding me..." Fu Liti's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a panic.
"Do you think this king is joking with you?" Zhao Kuo looked at Fu Liti coldly.
"What's the difference between this... and destroying me, Qu Yan?" Fu Liti said.
Zhao Kuo didn't say anything, his meaning was obvious - I just want to destroy you.
"Foreign... foreign ministers retire." Fu Liti bowed hastily and left as if fleeing.
"Your Majesty, I suggest that you don't give Qu Yan any time to react and just march all the way to attack the central tribe of Qu Yan." Le Yi said with clasped fists.
There is a difference between attacking Quyan and facing the Xiongnu. The Xiongnu are all soldiers, and they are not fighting locally. Their wives and children are all in the rear. After a defeat, they will not arouse the fighting spirit to die, but think about how to escape back.
But Qu Yan was fighting locally, and behind them were his wife and children fighting alongside them. If they were prepared, Zhao Jun would probably have to spend a lot of effort to capture him.
"Do as General Le Yi said." Zhao Kuo ordered.
After receiving the order, all Zhao troops immediately got on their horses and ran towards Qu Yan.
Not long after, Zhao Jun encountered the first Quyan tribe. After solving it in less than a quarter of an hour, he continued on his way. Then the second, the third... until he saw a vast and heavily fortified tribe.
tribe.
"Your Majesty, it's not good, Your Majesty, it's not good, the Zhao army is coming." A tribesman rushed into the camp in panic and shouted.
"What?" Fu Liti was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the ground. He had just rushed back from Zhao Jun. How could Zhao Jun catch up so quickly?
"Where was the attack?" King Qu Yan stood up from the throne and asked urgently.
"Hit...hit to the door."
"Beat the drum, summon the whole clan, and fight to the death." King Quyan roared.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Three heavy drums sounded like a summer ritual. Soon, all tribes in Quyan were beating the drums. Countless adult men and even strong women rushed out of the tribes carrying various weapons.
Under the leadership of King Qu Yan, they rushed towards Zhao Jun regardless of death.