The mountain breeze blew through the stream, ruffling the water in the pond.
Nori Kasumi returned to the mountains.
After working as an official at the foot of the mountain for several years, I became increasingly unaccustomed to life in the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, there are spacious and bright houses, delicious meals, lively markets, rare goods from all over the world, and all kinds of people to communicate with...
Returning from the foot of the mountain to the mountain is like returning to a dilapidated old house from a new home. There is a decayed and old atmosphere everywhere.
No wonder athletes who go down the mountain rarely return to the mountain!
Looking at the tribal leaders of the Nori branch gathered together, Nori Nosugatomi was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He just wanted to finish the work quickly, then go back to the mountain to sip fragrant tea, look at the sunset on the horizon, and live a leisurely life.
The days of wealth and idleness.
As I get older, this is all I pursue.
"I don't need to say more, right? The commander-in-chief has ordered that the Hengshan party will send out 10,000 soldiers. If they land on the Yeli clan, there will be 5,000 people. Let's give each department a share to make up the number of heads." Yeli Jingchen dusted off his hands.
He dusted off the non-existent dust on the seat, then sat down and said.
Hengshan Dangxiang actually has some rules and regulations, and is not a completely ignorant tribe. Moreover, they have also submitted to the queen of Lingwu County, and their civilization has developed to a certain extent.
The chief and deputy directors of the Ribo Academy are Nori Nosugatomi and Muzo Keika, but all the middle and lower-level officials are from the Tang Dynasty. These officials go up to the mountain from time to time to help the heads of various departments count the grain harvest, the number of cattle and sheep, and record the approximate number of people.
quantity.
The commander-in-chief issued an order: "In the three parties of Hengshan, Pingxia, and Hexi, all boys who are ten years old must be registered."
According to the latest compilation by Guang Qimo, the three major ethnic groups in Hengshan, namely the eastern section group headed by the Yeli clan, the Hunzhouchuan ethnic group headed by the Mozang family, and the Dongshan Partyxiang group without large tribes, have a total of males over ten years old.
There are more than 110,000 people, including 90,000 adults.
These 90,000 men are one of Marshal Shao's sources of soldiers.
The population on the mountain has not increased for many years! There are obviously no external enemies, and internal vendettas have gradually disappeared. Why has the population not increased?
Nori Susukaomi knows the truth, but he doesn't want to say it. The leaders also understand it, but they don't want to say it due to reality.
"Since Wu soldiers have orders, they will naturally obey them."
"Which one will I fight this time? Can I get any treasure?"
"Yeah, I grab the cow and sheep skins every time. I don't want this anymore."
"Let's grab some gold and silverware. I saw a lot of them at the foot of the mountain last time. They are much prettier than wine vessels with human heads."
After driving away all the noisy leaders, Nori Nobuomi went to the tea mountain again.
This is the largest financial source of the Yeli clan, and like the people of the tribe, it is the basis for the Yeri clan to establish its foothold in Shuofang.
Children and in-laws are not enough for a powerful man like Shao Shude to rely on.
Ye Li Jingchen saw clearly that women were just a tool for Shao Shude to enjoy, or a tool to consolidate his power. If he wanted to become a wealthy family like the Dugu family and the Changsun family, the Ye Li family must show greater value.
The Chashan Iron Mine and tens of thousands of tribesmen are indispensable.
There was a sound of horse hooves under the hills, which were the trusted followers going to the vassal tribes to deliver orders.
…
On the mountain plateau, a horse is standing.
The sharp sound of the gong rang, alarming the mountain people who were trimming the leather.
"Wu Zu ordered the troops. Send out fifty of your troops. Quickly bring the buckwheat cakes and follow me down the mountain."
"Do I need to bring equipment?"
"How can you fight without weapons? Stop talking nonsense. No matter how brave the descendants of King Mi Yao are, they still need spears and bows and arrows."
"Where to fight this time? My family is short of a cow."
"There are plenty of cattle on the grassland. Grab a bullock and exchange it for a calf. It's all up to you!"
"Let's go, I can't wait any longer."
…
Beside the spring, a large group of young men rushed into the house carrying hoes and rakes.
"Quick, bring the bow tip and the string."
"This string can't be used anymore. Replace it with another one. Get another one to avoid having to replace it if it breaks."
"My child, go and sharpen the knife. When I come back from the war, I can replace it with an iron hoe."
"The planting is going to be done next month, can't you just wait a little bit? It's better to finish the work in the fields and then go on the expedition."
"What the hell! One acre of land can harvest dozens of kilograms of buckwheat. Is it enough to eat?"
"My family can't survive by farming, so we have to go out with the warriors. If we hadn't brought back four sheep last time, my daughter wouldn't have enough milk."
…
In the forest meadow, the shepherd drove the last few sheep into the pen.
The hunting dogs circled around him, their tails wagging happily.
He leaned gently against the fence and looked at the sunset in the western sky. After a long time, he got into the wooden house.
Leather armor, hunting bow, arrows, daggers, spears, water bags, buckwheat cakes, and dried meats were all packed up and hung on both sides of the saddle.
The shepherd got on his horse, took one last look at his family, and disappeared on the forest path.
The hound followed the horse quickly, and it took a long time to stop.
The mountain breeze is rustling, the pine waves are blowing, and the clear sound of horse hooves still echoes in the valley.
…
The eagle flies across the sky.
Thousands of horses galloped along the Wuding River. The heroic knights waded across the river, stirring up thousands of waves.
The fox and rabbit are running quickly on the grassland.
But wherever you go, you can see warriors carrying bows and swords. They talk and laugh loudly, and their pride is high.
The Wu soldiers mobilized a large number of troops, and within one day the news spread to both sides of the Wuding River.
The herdsmen washed their horses, put on their favorite riding bows, and took their newly sharpened sabers, followed the leader, and headed in the direction pointed by the military flag.
The flags rustled in the wind, the neighing of war horses, the clashing of beetle leaves, the barking of hounds, and the bleating of sheep mixed together to form a unique prairie march.
Wei Mu tribe, Manu tribe, Pang Qing tribe, Wu Yi tribe, Da Chong tribe...
Tribal armies gathered together, facing the howling north wind, heading north, north, and north again.
How can Ping Xia Bing be inferior to those Shanjizi?
The beauties of Pingxia make the soldiers intoxicated, and the warriors can also impress the soldiers!
…
The ancient Guancheng has experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, and once turned into a yellow mound standing abruptly in the vast wilderness, like a huge camel, wandering silently in the depths of history.
Only the tree ring-like brick marks made businessmen and travelers from all over the world secretly look at these ancient fingerprints.
The snow-capped peaks in all seasons look across from it in the distance, like a Taoist deity with a bright head and silver beard who puts his golden-haired animal here.
Camel bells rang softly, and yellow sand filled the sky. Thousands of Hexi warriors emerged from behind the city that had been etched beyond recognition by wind and rain.
The camel stomped leisurely.
The cargo on my back seemed to have no weight at all, and I was chewing it gently as I walked.
The strong wind gradually picked up, and the sand came towards them, grinding the bronze skin of the warriors until it was extremely rough.
The long queue stretched into the distance, as if it would never end.
An order from the Khan, who was famous in the northwest, mobilized these men who were born and raised in the Gobi to go to other places.
Camel bells were ringing, and falcons were flying by.
The warriors in Hexi are chasing their horses for fame.
…
Outside Huaiyuan New City, as the big banner appeared, the sergeants burst into cheers.
The sergeants of the Yicong Army in Qingtang City were not yet used to this fanatical scene.
The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who had beaten them to pieces kept hitting the ground with their rifles.
Every time Zamp waved his arms on the high platform, deafening shouts erupted around him.
Emotions are contagious.
As Zamp rode into the army, the atmosphere reached its climax.
This is Zamp's army, his army alone, and everyone has awakened to enlightenment.
Zanpu, surrounded by his own soldiers, galloped through the gap between the formations. The Qingtangdu sergeants struck their shields with their swords and started shouting.
Wherever the banner went, the crowds of people surged like waves.
Princes of the Central Plains, please open your eyes and take a look this way.
On the fertile soil of the Dragon Wasteland in the northwest, an unprecedented "freak" military leader is rising as the sun rises, dazzling incomparably.
He is the khan of the Hu people, the wugong of the Dangxiang people, the Zanpu of the Tubo people, and the county king of the Han people.
He rules over more than 20 states, with more than 2 million people, and an army of 120,000 men under his command, which is about to sweep across the entire land like a storm.
He wants to make the Central Plains vassals surrender, make the grassland heroes kneel down, and make the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty restrain his hands.
The army is his capital and the source of his power.
"Where is the son of Tielin Army?" Zanpu stood in front of his favorite army.
"The commander-in-chief is victorious!" A roar even more deafening than before sounded like thunder.
"On this northern patrol, I am in the Tielin Army. If I don't take a step back, will the soldiers dare to fight for me?"
"Kill him and his head will roll!"
Shao Shude laughed loudly: "With such an athlete, what's the point of Li Keyong?"