"Keep the brazier safe and don't let the fire go out."
Before leaving, Jie Jun told his wife that as the wife of Lord Xi'ou, she was no different from ordinary Ou girls. She was wearing a plain white dress made of kapok, with black tattoos all over her face and the corners of her eyes.
The crow's feet appear, after all, she is a grandmother.
Without saying a word, she handed Jie Jun the bronze sword she had polished day and night. Every drop of sweat dripping on it was a blessing to her husband.
Jie Jun's eldest son died in Guilin in the first Qin-Ou War with his predecessor Xiou Jun Yi Xusong. His daughter-in-law also died of illness when the tribe fled to Luoyue, as did the younger pair of children.
, not only the people of Qin will get sick, but also the people of Ou. Their average life span is less than thirty years old. When serious diseases come, everything has to be left to Buluo Tuo's whim.
Affected by natural disasters and man-made disasters, Jie Jun, who once had many sons and daughters, now only has one little grandson left. He is only three years old. He is lying on his grandmother's back and is still asleep. He does not know that a fierce battle to determine the fate of the Ou people is about to begin.
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Jie Jun walked out of the simple shack, and the soldiers of the Ou people were also saying goodbye to their families. He saw young Dagu standing in front of his house, reluctantly embracing his newlywed wife regardless of the jokes of the tribe.
.On the contrary, his wife, who was a strong woman, pushed her husband away, handed the spear to Dagu, and urged him to join the tribe.
All the men of the Ou people gathered in the open space outside the village. There were as many as two thousand of them. There were no old or weak people among them. They all died during the long journey in the last war. The people in front of them were all young and strong.
Although they had been baptized by a hard battle and were now warriors stained with blood and sacrificed their blood to ancestors, in Jie Jun's eyes, they were still as young as pine shoots.
"Your Majesty."
Dagu came over and stood in front of Jie Jun, still a little confused, and said:
"Aren't the lessons learned from the siege of Guilin a few years ago not enough? The Qin people's city is not that easy to break. I will attack them..."
Dagu's voice lowered. It was in that battle that Dagu's father, the former Xioujun Yixu Song, and Jiejun's eldest son died in the battle.
At that time, Jie Jun was just an old man. He endured the pain of losing his son, and was recommended by his tribe to accept the order in danger. He led them to escape, allowing Xiou, which was on the verge of destruction, to migrate, survive, and finally defeat the powerful enemy!
This was Jie Jun's tactic of not engaging the Qin people head-on. As long as they fled deep into the mountains and forests, the Qin army would be unable to do anything to them. When the Qin people took a long time, their soldiers were tired and lost their patience, so they took the risk of marching westward.
The Ou people then launched an attack with the help of Luo Yue's elephants, and the Qin army was defeated.
After the war, less than half of the Ou people who survived returned to the Bazi where Yushui (Xijiang River) and Wenshui (Nanpanjiang River) met. This was their ancestral land and the place blessed by Buluo Tuo. They built a village and
Sowing rice, everything seems to have returned to calm, fire plowing water, men hunting, women weaving and gathering, this beautiful life has not changed for thousands of years...
But before the Ou people had time to enjoy several harvests, the Qin people's ships came again, coming and going, leaving behind countless soldiers and civilians. They were aggressive and marching to the rhythm of drums to attack the Ou people's villages.
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The Ou people knew that they could not confront the Qin people head-on, so they had to abandon the newly planted rice and retreat to the mountains and forests for a while.
The Qin people occupied this flat and broad land. They burned down the Ou people's villages and built circular fortresses with rammed earth on the ruins. The Ou people called them "loutu", like mushrooms growing after the rain.
One by one they stood up from the ground, blocking the Ou people and their rice fields...
They are like thorns piercing the hearts of Ou people!
In Dagu's opinion, we should adopt the same method as last time, avoid fighting, just wait until the rice is ripe, and then summon all the Ou people along the Yushui and Wenshui rivers, and the young men will surround the earthen building, and the women will harvest the rice.
With that food, we can survive for a long time.
"Dagu, you have become dull, can't you see it? This time is different!"
Jie Jun asked Dagu to come to the edge of the cliff and pointed to the gradually yellowing rice fields beside Yushui River: "You didn't notice it? The Qin people deliberately kept these rice fields as bait, while the Ou people seemed to pounce on them.
Beast!"
"Do you know how the South Vietnamese were defeated? It was because they delayed leaving to harvest millet, but they were surrounded by the Qin people's ships. The two largest tribes, the Yang Tribe and the Jiao Tribe, perished together!"
As the hero who led the Ou people to win the first war, Jie Jun was sensitively aware that the Qin people's commander-in-chief was even more powerful this time.
The Qin general had noticed that the Yue people were dependent on rice. It was impossible to feed this huge population just by relying on wild vegetables and animal meat in the mountains and forests. If the Ou people had to confront the Qin people hungry, and the Qin soldiers were exhausted, they would also
Staff will continue to be reduced...
Jie Jun said seriously: "If we don't harvest this batch of rice before migrating, Qingzhuang may survive, but my grandson and the children in your wife's belly may die! But if we wait until the rice is mature, we will definitely die."
If you fall into the trap of the Qin people, their ships will bring reinforcements over."
"So, we must destroy these Qin people's fortresses before the rice matures, and then divide people to guard the riverside to prevent the Qin people from landing. Only in this way can we finish harvesting the rice with peace of mind. Do you understand?"
These words made Dagu, who was still indulging in the joy of his wedding, feel cold. He looked back at his wife who was still leaning against the door even though she was chasing him away. She nodded heavily: "Master, Dagu's sword, listen to you."
handle!"
Jie Jun took all the men from the village down the mountain and spent the night at the foot of the mountain. In the past two days, the Ou people from Yushui and Wenshui who lived in the upper reaches braved the rain and took the mountain road to join them. They also planted rice by the water.
, also faced the threat of the Qin Tulou, all the men together numbered tens of thousands!
This is why Jie Jun believes that the earthen buildings in Yulin must be removed. A captain of the Qin army is stationed there, commanding three thousand troops, and commanding Yushui. There are more than ten earthen buildings upstream and downstream of Wenshui, each with a garrison of five hundred.
, five hundred civilians.
They are not far from each other and can rush to help. If they are not removed, the Qin people will continue to send troops and build buildings when the flood season is over, and eventually occupy the entire river basin, forcing the Ou people to enter the barren mountains or seek refuge with the Luo people.
Although Luo Yue and Ou Yue share the same ancestor, they have different beliefs. They will not easily give away food to outsiders. The greedy King Luo also forced the Ou people to surrender to him and even asked for women from the clan...
Jie Jun didn't want to be dependent on anyone else unless he had to.
He told all the people who came to meet him about his plan: "I will send people to Dabushan and the earth buildings in Zhongliu respectively. After Yu Lin receives the notification, he will definitely send people to support. In this way, the garrison troops in these earth buildings will be
Running out!"
Jie Jun's expectation has come true. The day before yesterday and yesterday, a group of about a thousand Qin troops left Tulou and rushed to Bushan, Zhongliu and Yulin, more than ten miles away. The defenders were already empty.
Although they did not know what the art of war was, they had experience honed in hunting and tribal warfare.
The only worry is whether there will be Qin people coming downstream to help.
"The rain was heavy, making it difficult to travel by land, and the waterway was also impassable. By the time they arrived, the earthen buildings had already been knocked down and demolished!"
Jie Jun had someone to rely on. It was the rainy season at this time and the water was turbulent. Not to mention the Qin people's boats, even the South Vietnamese who were good at boating couldn't go upstream in this situation!
But the so-called "Xi'ou Lord" is just the leader of the tribal alliance. Although Jie Jun is a war hero, there are some tribes who are willing to obey the rules. After waiting for several days, only more than 10,000 people from Ou were gathered. With this group of people, they attacked more than a thousand people.
The few earth buildings that were defended were overwhelming the few. Even so, Jie Jun was not sure of victory.
The equipment of the Qin people is much better than that of the Ou people.
But we have to fight! Time waits for no one. Seeing that the flood season is coming to an end, the time to attack is today!
In the early morning of the day of the war, Jie Jun personally smeared white mud on the faces of the young Ou people who had no tattoos. With the blessings of the emperor and the wizard, even if they died in the battle without tattoos, their souls could still survive.
Rainbow Bridge, return to your ancestors.
Looking at these children who were as young as pine leaves and their young faces, Jie Jun felt sad. How many people could survive this battle?
But some things are more important than life!
The land of our ancestors, as well as the faith and pride of the Ou people!
"The people of Qin are the enemies of the people of Ou."
Before setting off, Jie Jun used the loudest volume he could produce to tell the people in front of him.
"They desecrated the land of their ancestors! Killing our rulers, parents, brothers, and children."
The people present were filled with righteous indignation. They all had a blood feud with the Qin people.
"They occupied the rice fields! They burned down our villages and destroyed the altars. They drove the Ou people away like wild beasts and enslaved them like livestock!"
"Even a wild boar knows how to resist when forced into a corner by a tiger or a leopard, let alone a proud Ou warrior?"
Dagu raised the sword in his hand. At this moment, he forgot that he was a newlywed groom. When he resumed the first war, he risked his life to kill the enemy just to avenge his father.
"Your Majesty is right, the people of Qin hunt for the heads of the people of Ou, and we also want to hunt the heads of the people of Qin!"
Although they are not as fanatical as the South Vietnamese, the Xiou people also have the tradition of headhunting. Usually during the annual grain sowing or harvesting seasons, they will chop off the heads of hostile tribes, or the heads of outsiders who intrude into the hunting grounds without permission.
After the head is hunted back, it is often stuck on a bamboo pole outside the house. A basket of charcoal is placed under the head, and the blood from the head is dripped on the charcoal. The charcoal ash is then distributed to every household in the village and spread in the fields to pray for a good harvest.
This process is called "cultivating".
In Dagu's view, the Qin people would cut off the Ou people's heads after every battle. The purpose was probably the same as theirs, which was to pray for blessings!
Jie Jun raised his hands: "Just like last time! Kill the Qin people, hunt their heads, bring them back to the village, drip the blood in the rice fields, let the millet harvest be abundant, let our children eat their meat and gain their strength
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"Out of grass!"
"Get out of the grass!" Thousands of people shouted in unison, and a huge team set off from various streams and paths, armed with crude weapons, and rushed straight to the dam at the foot of the mountain.
A simple ballad was sung from the mouths of these barbaric warriors who were barefooted but walked as fast as flying.
"Do you know who I am?
We are Xiou warriors, real warriors!
When you bleed, the hatred between you and me will disappear!
I welcome your soul to live here, and I will support you with wine and food. There will no longer be hatred between us. You must also protect our people together with our ancestral spirits..."
"Guard the land of our ancestors!"
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"coming."
There was a burst of singing. Standing on the top of the earth building, Captain Xiaotao, who was ordered to guard Yulin and the earth buildings hundreds of miles upstream and downstream, immediately issued an order: let people take a boat and go to Cangwu downstream to ask for help!
Although Xiou would take advantage of the flood season to besiege Yulin, Changnan Hou had expected this, and he sent people to Xiaotao early to take precautions and arranged countermeasures.
Although the Yue people who flocked to the Tulou had almost no armor, and their weapons were a mixture of copper, stone, and bone. They had no concept of formation at all and were in a mess.
But Xiao Tao didn't mean to look down on them at all. On the contrary, he respected these enemies very much.
"If you know why you are fighting, your army will be strong."
This is what the Marquis of Changnan said to them. He also said metaphorically that during the Battle of Linyang, it was because the Qin soldiers in Nanjun wanted to go home that they were so powerful that they could fight one against three.
And these Ou people in front of them undoubtedly know why they are fighting at this moment.
To drive the invaders from their homes.
To regain the land of our ancestors.
In order not to be enslaved, and for their children to continue to survive on this land for generations to come...
So they will fight to the death.
On the other hand, Xiao Tao's soldiers were not determined to fight to the death. Most of them were farmers from the Central Plains and Jianghuai River, and a few were merchants, sons-in-law, craftsmen, and even criminal relegated officials and prisoners. Because of a recruitment order, they left. He left his family and traveled thousands of miles to come to this humid south, overcoming thorns and thorns, suffering from heat and disease, and missing his hometown all the time.
"Let's just have a good life, why are we here in this damn place?"
This is the question that lingers in everyone's mind. Even if Heifu is eloquent, he cannot answer this question. Land? The Qin Dynasty had a lot of it. There were still large areas of wasteland waiting to be developed in the Central Plains, but the emperor sent people to Lingnan to fill it. , it’s crazy!
There are tens of millions of living beings in this world, but perhaps Hei Fu is the only one who can understand Qin Shihuang's southern expedition to Baiyue and regard it as "benefiting the future"...
Compared with surviving, the Qin soldiers were not much interested in chopping off the heads of the Yue people for rewards. If possible, most of them would be happy to stay in the earthen buildings and not want to fight with the Yue people.
But now, the guest army and the natives have to fight!
"At least, I know why I am fighting." Xiao Tao thought to himself.
He is the chief of the pavilion and fights for the heroic words of "Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have their own kind"!
Xiao Tao's deep faith in the "Pavilion Chief" is no less than the Ou people's determination to regain their ancestral land!
He drew out his sword, stumbling, and told everyone in the earth building:
"Fight to the death! If... if the earthen building falls, we will all be eaten by the people of Ou. Our bones and flesh will be used as a grave, and our belly will be used as a coffin. Our souls will not be able to return to their hometown!"
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ps: The grass song was created because I couldn’t find similar information, so I had to copy it from "Sediq Bale". The second chapter is at night.