Autumn in the northwest comes quickly and ruthlessly. The hot and dry wind brought by the autumn tiger sucks away the last trace of moisture on the earth. The grass on the grassland has turned withered and yellow. They were not killed by the cold wind, but died of thirst.
Those cattle and sheep that could no longer replenish water from the green grass soon died beside the dried up ponds, their bodies smelling so bad.
The shepherds who lost their cattle and sheep could only carry their saddles and walk aimlessly through the grassland. Many people fell to the ground as they walked and never got up again.
Qing Yijie Guizhang stood sadly on the edge of a dry pond, looking up at the still scorching sun. He wanted to scream but no sound came out. It was already autumn, why hasn't a drop of rain fallen yet?
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A group of warriors took off their fur coats, which kept them standing all year round, and dug holes in the pond naked, hoping to find some water from the land full of clay rolls. The dry pond was surrounded by
The war horse flapped its ears, hoping to drink some water as soon as possible.
Seeing the big hole dug by the samurai gradually getting deeper, Qingyi Jieguizhang's face became more and more ugly. The deeper the big hole, the more serious the drought. Two consecutive years of severe drought have made it increasingly difficult to find water.
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Qing Yijie Guizhang remembers clearly that in the early years this was a good place with lush water and grass. Herdsmen sang and grazed on the grassland half a man high. The cattle and sheep were well fed and multiplied in the grass. Every year in the autumn of the shepherds
The gathering on the day was simply a great ceremony. The elders would fill up the bowls with koumiss and toast the gods. Then they would drink all the wine in the wooden bowls. At that time, there would be endless amounts of meat to eat and endless amounts to drink.
The aroma of butter tea and milk residue still seems to be wafting here.
Qingyi Jieguizhang even remembered that it was here when he was fourteen years old that he dragged a red-cheeked shepherdess into the grass. He also completed the transformation from a boy to a man on that full moon night.
“The green oats are in bloom, the clouds are dark, and the rain has fallen in the gorge;
A pair of smiling eyes, such a talented person, I can’t help but fall in love with you.”
Humming this song softly, Qing Yi and Gui Zhang longed to see the beautiful girl from the past, but it was a pity that the desolate landscape made him heartbroken.
Qingtang didn't have to be in such pain. In years of severe drought, as long as you migrate to the Yellow River, the Datong River or to the plateau, you can completely avoid such a crisis. This is how everyone got through it after the drought last year, although the year was not good.
, but also have no worries about food and clothing.
It was a pity that the huge army came along the Yellow River. In order to strengthen the walls and clear the country and not allow the Xixia jackals to harm the tribe, the Dong Fei brothers ordered the herdsmen to migrate inland. The herdsmen who turned their backs on the Datong River in the Yellow River finally experienced the most tragic consequences.
Qingtang is a God-given land, bordering the blue sky to the west and the Yellow River to the east. It rains all year round. There will be neither white disasters nor wind disasters. It is a paradise for cattle, sheep, and horses to survive. Now, this paradise has not only suffered
Natural disasters even attracted the attention of jackals.
Bu Zang Pang was a hungry wolf passing by, while Yunzheng was a jackal hiding in the dark and drooling on the Qingtang grassland.
In the past, his impression of Yunzheng was not so bad, but after experiencing the Battle of Qin Wangchuan, the Qingtang warriors were unable to take any advantage in front of the cowardly Song army. Only then did he set his sights on the smiling man.
It was heart-warming, and he couldn't understand how this handsome young man could make people like him from a helpless scholar to one of the most evil people in the world in a short period of time.
Thinking of the annihilation of Zhang Zhi's armored army, chills ran down his spine.
"A bridge with blue stone railings and jade, if the bridge falls down, the railings will fall inward; if we meet today, will we meet Hachili again in this morning? The crescent knife held by Mr. Guan, Huarong Road, kills Cao Caoli; today's people
You guard against friendship, and repay good kindness as revenge!" (from Hua'er Collection, a study of Hua'er in the Tang and Song Dynasties. I don't understand why there is Huarong Road, but I can't find a more appropriate Hua'er poem, so I have to take it with me.
I doubt it was used.)
After singing in a low voice, Qing Yijie Guizhang couldn't help but become irritated. He had given the best Wen Yu in the family to that person. When he was leaving, the person hugged his shoulders and said that he would spare his life. At that time, he still
I thought this guy was trying to ask me for a chance to live, but I didn't expect that after a few years of seeing him, that person turned into an almost insurmountable mountain, pressing hard on the hearts of the people in Qingtang. Spare yourself a chance.
It seems that the promise of destiny has a chance to be fulfilled.
When the water was finally dug out, the pit was already a foot deep. The warriors used leather buckets to bring up buckets of mud soup. The thirsty horses immediately put their heads in and drank greedily.
The birds on the grassland also flew down one after another, landing at the mouth of the well in search of water. Qing Yijie Guizhang felt that he could catch the big flower-tailed bird with just one stretch of his hand. At this time, neither he nor the other warriors
I'm not in the mood to do such a thing.
Several cavalrymen galloped over from the horizon, and the horses were breathing heavily. Running in such weather was a heavy burden for both humans and horses.
The cavalryman's pants were wet. It was not because he peed his pants. The water stains were completely caused by human sweat and the sweat of the war horses. Hearing the hoarseness of the cavalryman's voice, Qingyijie Guizhang took off his water bag and threw it over.
The cavalryman took the water bag and took a sip, then carefully poured the water into a silver plate and fed it to the horse. At this time, the horse was even more important to the knight.
"The Song people lost Qinwangchuan Dazhai and Xiaoluomen Dazhai, but they set up an ambush in Qinwangchuan Dazhai and killed Wei Ming Shoucheng. The ambush in Xiaoluomen Dazhai was useless." A
The cavalryman sat on the ground and reported to Qingyi Jieguizhang.
Qing Yijie Gui Zhang said faintly: "Did the Song people retreat because they were unable to resist, or did they retreat on purpose?"
The cavalryman thought for a while and said: "It was a failed escape. I saw clearly from the top of the mountain that the Song people really couldn't hold on any longer. The wall has been breached in three places. It will take three days at most, no, one day at most. The Xixia people
We can attack Qinwangchuan Dazhai!"
Qing Yijie Guizhang took a long breath and said: "That's good, that's good, Blind Yao, you are the eagle eye of the Mo'er Shuiba clan, your judgment will not be wrong, as long as the Song people fail
Just run away, then they won't have time to plot against us. This old dog has brought endless disasters to Qingtang, and this revenge must be avenged.
Now there was a big battle between Wu Zang and the Song people in Qin Wangchuan. The most ferocious Zhang Zhi's troops were also killed by the cunning Yunzheng. This left a good opportunity to attack them. Yunzheng was in Qinzhou
A trap has been set, and Pang will not get in without hiding anything. Now that the Xixia people have obtained enough supplies and territory from the Uighurs, he is the Prime Minister and needs to go back early to deal with this matter. He still has to go back to the army on the way
After passing my Qingtang, it’s time to tell Wu Zang and Pang that Qingtang’s land cannot be trampled by others.”
Blind Yao slapped a horse's head aside and stuffed its head into a cold bucket. Then he stood up and shook off the water drops on his head and said: "This is natural. The Qingtang warriors have never been humiliated like this. I was originally
I just want to ask Dong Fei, why did he let Wu Zangji Pang come to Qingtang? We could have defeated him on the bank of the Yellow River. This is what we did when the old leader was still alive. Could it be that Dong Zang, who became the leader,
Have you become less courageous? Can't you lie on a woman's belly all day long and not be able to mount a war horse or fight a war?"
Qing Yijie Guizhang was a little unhappy and roared in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? The leader has never had a good night's sleep these days. The newly married bride from the Broken Munro Cape clan is still a virgin. Let go."
City defense is something we all decided together, why are you putting all the blame on the leader now?"
Blind Yao kicked the withered grass under his feet and said bitterly: "Ever since the old leader became seriously ill, disasters have befallen Qingtang. The grassland that has never experienced major disasters has now become a place of death. Look at those dead people."
Don’t you understand when you see the fallen livestock carcasses? The wild wolves that specialize in eating carcasses have left the grassland, and the goshawks that specialize in eating carrion have stopped coming to our place. Doesn’t this explain the problem? Disaster is Dong
What Xiang brought was because he killed his own relatives, which made the gods angry and brought disaster to the grassland!"
Qing Yi Jie Guizhang pinched Blind Yao's throat, lifted him up with one hand, looked at Blind Yao coldly and said: "Shut your stinky mouth from now on! If you let me do it again,
When I hear you say these words, I will twist your head off."
Blind Yao's body kept kicking in mid-air, but he didn't dare to touch Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang. He was about to die, so Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang put him down and sat down on Bai Yao, who was panting rapidly.
Yaobian said: "You don't need me to tell you why an arrow can be broken easily? If you, the Moershuiba clan, leave the big family of Qingtang, you won't be able to survive. As long as Dong Xiang orders you to be abandoned, you will be abandoned immediately."
There are countless tribes that will eat you up and skin you alive.
This year there is a drought and there is no grass, but next year as long as there is a spring rain, the earth will still be full of lush green grass for the cattle and sheep. The difficulties are temporary. As long as you get through it, your family will still be prosperous in the future."
Blind Yao coughed a few times, then mounted his horse, whipped his whip, and led his men back to the depths of the grassland.
Qing Yijie Guizhang looked at Blind Yao's retreating figure, and the worry in his eyes could not go away no matter what.
This time I visited the Qingtang tribe, it was not the first time I heard such remarks. I wanted to find out the source of the rumor, but I couldn't find it. Such a piece of language that attacked the legitimacy of Dong Zang's status seemed to be an eagle coming from afar.
No one spread the word about it, but many tribes have heard such words.
The smart Qingyi Jieguizhang soon discovered that outsiders who came into contact with these rumor-spreading tribes, in this year of great famine, besides himself, there were also some cunning Song businessmen! (To be continued)