Farmer of Shu Han

There are still dreams.

Born in the former prairie overlord, and not too old, bald Tianli also has dreams.

When he was young, he also thought that one day, the bald-haired tribe would be able to unify the grasslands, dominate the situation, and reproduce the glory of Mr. Tan.

But when he grew up and began to be beaten by reality, he realized that the dream he had when he was young was really just a dream.

Not to mention that the bald-haired tribe had no way to gain a foothold on the grassland in the end, even the Tuoba tribe, the headquarters of the bald-haired tribe, was not considered a big tribe on the grassland.

A few years ago, the adults wandered around with the tribe, and the bald man who originally had a big dream finally changed his dream.

How great would it be if they could find a place to live for the tribe?

So Feng Langjun appeared, pointing out the direction to the bald department in the mist.

After the past two years, it has settled down, but it is under the control of the Wei people everywhere. The cattle, sheep and horses that have been raised through hard work must be sold at low prices in order to be able to exchange enough food for the winter.

Even so, as long as the Wei people are unwilling to sell them food, they will still fall into starvation.

The bald-haired Tianli thought again, if the tribe could not worry about food and clothing, how great would it be?

So Feng Langjun appeared again, and he said that he could fulfill his wish.

"The baldness is standing, look! This area of ​​Yanhan is really good. In addition to grazing, you can also grow food there."

"I know what you mean. Although the side of the West Sea is suitable for grazing, it is indeed not as good as the side of Yanhan when it comes to growing food."

It's not impossible to grow, but in the era of no chemical fertilizers, mechanization, and no scientific farming, the grain output in Qinghai is very touching.

For Qianghu, even wheat may not be able to grow alive.

The most suitable food crop is the native food barley on the plateau.

But the yield of highland barley is not even comparable to that of wheat, let alone rice.

There is no grassland nomadic tribe that is accustomed to farming, so it is easy to settle down in the West Sea.

But if they want to grow and develop, they must first face the constraints of food.

From the words of the bald head, Feng Yong can probably guess some thoughts of the bald head department.

"Do you want to learn from Qianghu and find a good place to grow food?"

Sing any song on any hill.

If the bald hair department wants to gain a foothold in Liangzhou, it must adapt to the Liangzhou environment.

Qianghu's half-cultivation and half-grazing, as far as it is concerned, is indeed the best way for the further development of the Bald Hair Department.

The bald-haired Tianli replied honestly: "Back to Feng Langjun, I really have this idea."

"Actually, it's not that troublesome." Feng Yong smiled slightly, "If you can really help me lay down the battle against the Han, I'll have plenty of food in the Heguan area."

"At that time, whether it is sold to you or lent to you, it will be easy to discuss."

As long as a fertile land like Longyou can settle down this year and there are no natural or man-made disasters, the food in the second half of the year will be sufficient for self-sufficiency.

If you need farming techniques, you need farming techniques, if you need farming tools, you need farming tools, if you need fertilizer, you need fertilizer, and if you need land, you need land.

For Feng Yong, the only fear is that there is no manpower to farm.

Push the eight-ox plow over and sprinkle seeds and fertilizers. Even if there is no intensive cultivation, rough planting, and so much arable land, there is still enough harvest.

"Feng Langjun, are you serious?"

The bald man shook his head, feeling like he didn't hear clearly?

"of course it's true."

Feng Yong nodded.

Then I poured him another glass of wine, and then continued: "Living on the land of the big man, you can only be the people of the big man. You can also discuss if you want to herd cattle in the area of ​​Fanghan."

"As long as you become the people of the big man, I can also send someone to teach you how to open a pasture, so that you can raise more cattle, sheep and horses."

"Remember the promise I made with you back then? You can come over and trade with me with the wool, and change your clan into winter clothes."

"I will also send someone to teach you how to farm, so that no one of you will go hungry in winter."

When Feng Yong said this, he spread his hands, "Tell me, in this way, will you not worry about food and clothing?"

The bald man suddenly thought about the beautiful picture Feng Langjun described, although he knew it was unreal, he still couldn't help grinning.

Then he looked at Feng Yong again: "Feng Langjun, I know you won't be malicious to us, let alone deceive us, but why are you being so nice to us?"

"Because I need credit." Feng Yong replied seriously with a straight face, "You know, I am now the captain of Qiang Hu, and I am in charge of Qiang Hu affairs."

"The big Han is no more than before, and he attaches great importance to the Qianghu matter. The prime minister of the big Han even swore an alliance with the barbarians in the south, treating the Han and barbarians as one."

"As long as you inquire about this matter, you will know. So as long as Qiang Hu submits to the big man and no longer rebels against the big man, it is a credit to me."

Although it is said that since the founding of the Han Dynasty, there have been Qianghu barbarians in the army, but the Zhuge old demon who can really publicly propose that "Han and barbarians are the same", no matter what his ultimate goal is.

But objectively speaking, this policy is indeed a historical progress.

Not only can Hu Yi speed up his return, but the process is still actively guided by the Han people, so that there will be no unmanageable chaos.

It is precisely because of this national policy proposed by the prime minister of the Han Dynasty that Feng Yong, the captain of the Qiang guard, has more room for maneuver.

"Baldness, you said that the baldness department will always be my best friend. In fact, in my opinion, you are also my good friends. Friends should help each other, shouldn't they?"

A look of pleading appeared on Feng Yong's face, "You guys help me make contributions, and I let you have enough food and clothing, isn't that great? Why are you still hesitating?"

Yeah, what am I still hesitating about?

The bald man thought about it for a long time, but he always felt that something was wrong. He was about to shake his head again, but he didn't expect that he fell down on the table with a drowsy "gudong".

Seeing the drunken bald hair standing up, Feng Yong smiled lightly, and called out: "Come here, help Shaojun to rest."

After the servant helped the bald head down, Feng Yong sat there and suddenly laughed.

He poured out the tea in his earcup first, then poured himself another glass of wine.

After taking a sip of strong wine, the long-lost burning belly rises.

In the end, he didn't know whether he was too drunk or too happy, but Feng Junhou sang while patting on the table.

"Friend, friend, do you ever think of me? If you are enjoying, ah bah, if you are suffering misfortune, please tell me..."

The next day, the bald man woke up with a splitting headache.

Seeing him waking up, the clansmen who had been watching him hurried over to help him up: "Master Shaojun, are you finally awake?"

"This is where?"

The bald head looked at the strange room, patted his painful head, and couldn't remember what happened yesterday.

"This is the residence that Feng Langjun arranged for the young master. Yesterday, the young master and Feng Langjun drank and got drunk. Does the young master not remember?"

This clansman is a confidant who went to Ju County with the bald hair Tianli back then, and has also met Feng Yong, so calling Feng Langjun is very convenient.

Only then did Tianli, who was bald, remember the meeting between him and Feng Langjun yesterday.

It's just that when he recalled Feng Langjun and what he had said about Fanghan, he only remembered half of it.

After drinking too much later, it seemed that Feng Langjun had said something important, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The bald-haired man took the water from his confidant and drank it in one gulp, then wiped his mouth and asked, "Why is there such a commotion outside?"

The confidant had already got the news: "Master Hui, since dawn today, there has been a lot of noise outside. I heard that Feng Langjun transferred the Han army from Longyou, and it happened to arrive today."

"Feng Langjun transferred the Han army over here?" Bald Tianli heard it, and his heart was moved: "Where is Feng Langjun now?"

"Master Shao wants to find Feng Langjun? Feng Langjun specially sent someone to wait in the yard, why don't Master Shao ask him to come over and ask?"

The confidant replied.

The more bald-haired Tianli was, the more anxious he was to think of what happened after yesterday, the more he couldn't remember it, so he naturally wanted to ask Feng Yong clearly: "Let him in quickly."

The footsteps of the servant who came in were strong and steady, and one could tell at a glance that he was a battle-tested figure, and it was Feng Yong's part.

I saw him clasping his fists against the bald hair and saying, "I don't know what orders the young master has?"

"I want to see Feng Langjun, is it convenient?"

The bald-haired Tianli asked anxiously.

"Junhou has already gone outside the city early this morning to inspect the army that came from Pingxiang. The young master has a hangover, so you might as well eat some food first."

"If the Young Master is not in a hurry, you can take a rest first, and when the Lord returns, the villain will notify you immediately."

"Inspecting the army?" Hearing these words, the bald-haired Tianli immediately thought of what happened to him: It seems that the Han army's march to the west is imminent.

Thinking of this, the bald-haired Tianli was even more anxious: "But I don't know when Feng Langjun will come back?"

Buqu saw the bald-haired Tianli's expression anxious, and comforted him: "If the young master is in a hurry, you can go to the army to find the prince."

When the bald man heard this, his eyes lit up, "Is it okay?"

"Before the Marquis left, he personally ordered that the Young Master is Junhou's best friend. If the Young Master has something to do, you can go to him at any time."

When the bald man heard this, he jumped up quickly: "In that case, please lead me there."

The matter of Fanghan is related to the future of the tribe, and the Han army preparing to march westward is the biggest variable in Fanghan.

If you can observe in advance at this time, it is better to have no bottom than to have bottom.

But Mo Qu was a little hesitant and said: "Shaojun, can't you go ahead and eat?"

"It's okay. In the past, it was common for the clan not to eat for a day. Going hungry won't bother me."

It is common for the tribes on the grassland to suffer from hunger and cold.

Seeing that the bald man stood firm, Bu Qu had no choice but to take him outside the city.

At the same time, he thoughtfully gave him a dry food biscuit, letting him fill his stomach first.

The bald man ate it in one bite, and felt that the food was very delicious.

A group of people went outside the military camp outside the city and reported the name of Bald Tianli before entering the camp.

The captain on duty warned them that Feng Junhou was inspecting the soldiers on the school grounds, so he took them to find a place outside the school grounds and watched from afar.

The bald man stood up and looked out, and when he saw the situation in the school grounds, he immediately took a deep breath.

There are many banners and flags around the school grounds, and there are sounds of hunting.

In the middle of the school grounds stood the tallest banner, with the word "Feng" written in big characters, and the tornado was fluttering.

Under the big banner is the tall and handsome platform.

On the handsome platform, standing in the front is Feng Yong.

Under the high platform, teams of soldiers were holding various weapons, shouting loudly, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, with cold lights shining.

Only when the drums sounded on the commander's platform and the flags of various colors did not move, the soldiers below began to cross back and forth again.

It is really a command and prohibition, like a command.

Let the bald-haired Tianli secretly marvel: He really is an elite soldier.

I don't know how long it took before the infantry retreated, the ground began to vibrate, and a group of cavalry with hundreds of people began to run around the school grounds.

Apart from basic movements like sprinting and swinging a knife, some people started to let go of the reins and waved guns with both hands.

The bald-haired Tianli saw this scene, his eyes widened suddenly.

Even the most elite warriors in the clan couldn't do this kind of riding so easily, and they might even fall off the horse. How did they do it?

After a while, all the cavalry dropped their weapons and began to take out their bows and arrows to shoot arrows.

Mounting and archery is the most basic combat action of grassland tribes.

But before the saddle comes out, many people have to stop the horse before they can draw their bows and shoot arrows.

Even with the introduction of saddles that allow people to sit more firmly on horseback, most people will shoot arrows when the horse slows down.

When the bald man saw that they were all galloping and shooting arrows, they could still sit on top of them without losing their equestrian skills. Some even turned their bodies back and shot at the arrow target.

He finally couldn't help but exclaimed: "Under Feng Langjun's command, there is such an army of magical skills?"

Even if I grew up on a horse, I couldn't even swing a gun with both hands on the horse.

Not to mention riding and shooting, the one who can continuously shoot left and right while galloping can only be done by the highest-ranking eagle shooter on the grassland.

Even when Xianbei was in its heyday, all the eagle shooters added up were only a few hundred.

And under Feng Langjun's command, the eagle shooters alone are enough to compare with the heyday of Xianbei.

Thinking of this, his bald face began to change.

The flag on the commander's platform was waved again, the sound of the drum changed again, and countless cavalry soldiers rushed out from the other side of the school field, forming formations on both sides of the school field.

It merged with the hundreds of cavalry earlier.

The bald man frowned when he saw this situation: "Feng Langjun's move is not good! How can you mix the eagle archer with the ordinary cavalry?"

Bu Qu, who had been accompanying him all the time, looked over with strange eyes.

At the same time, he explained: "Master, what you said is wrong! Those cavalry troops earlier were just a cavalry army randomly picked out by the prince for inspection."

As he said that, he pointed to those cavalry soldiers, "Those are not some eagle shooters, but ordinary cavalry soldiers under the lord's subordinates."

"I don't believe it!" The bald-haired Li Li said excitedly: "I see those people just now are shooting left and right on their horses at will. Even if they are not eagle archers, they must be rare elites. How can they be ordinary cavalry pawns?"

Dare to shoot arrows with full bow left and right when the horse is galloping, not to mention how good the archery is, just this riding skill is already extremely rare.

Such cavalry pawns are rare in their own clan.

Now I heard someone say that under Feng Langjun's command, this kind of cavalry can only be regarded as ordinary?

Although I am Hu Yi, I have seen the world, so I am not so easy to coax!

"If the young master doesn't believe it, he can ask the prince himself when the time comes, and then he will know?"

Bu Qu didn't argue with him, but just said this.

Seeing Bu Qu's disapproving expression, the bald-haired man couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

If this is the case, then how can Feng Langjun be stopped by the Liangzhou Wei people?

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the rumors about the Battle of Longyou last year.

Feng Langjun defeated Wei's famous general Zhang He in Jieting!

From Hao Zhao's sighs, the reason why the situation in Longyou has become so corrupted is that Feng Langjun captured Longguan by surprise.

This is enough to show that Feng Langjun is a person who is good at using soldiers.

It would be normal if he led such elites at that time and had such achievements at his age!

Just as he was thinking, he saw the drums of the Han army beating again, and the soldiers on the side of the school field began to spread out like a black torrent.

Although not on the battlefield, Bald Hair Tianli still felt the unstoppable surge.