Qin Official

While the Jiaodong Marine Division was engaging in "building and ship diplomacy" to intimidate North Korea, the land army had also crossed the Yalu River and staggered along the way. After passing through two hundred miles of sparsely populated land, they arrived at Manfanhan.

This is the most remote pavilion barrier in the Qin Dynasty. There is only one sentry tower and only dozens of people are stationed there all year round, looking at the border. On the other side of Peishui, there is the border town of North Korea, Zengdi City, where only a hundred people are stationed. The two sides stand alone at the end of the world, facing each other across the river.

But now, tens of thousands of people have suddenly arrived on the West Bank. The sentry tower was requisitioned by Young Master Fusu, and the rest built barracks around it. The smoke pillars of the campfire covered the sky, and the tents grew like mushrooms after the rain, making Manpanhan look like a new big town.

"After crossing this river, it is no longer the land of Yan."

When fetching water for cooking, Weiman, the "camp chief" of the Yan people, stood by the Peishui River and stared for a long time. To the south was the desolate and barren coast and the cold, salty sea water, and to the north was the endless forest. Autumn has just entered, and there is already a chill here. The air is moist, cold and thick.

There were many generous and tragic people in Yan and Zhao. Wei Man was a chivalrous and righteous man in his hometown and had a reputation for bravery. Unexpectedly, this time he was forcibly recruited by the officials. If the family was as powerful as Zang Tu's in You Beiping, it would be easy for someone to take the blame. However, before Weiman could get out of the Mingtang, he was blocked by the officials and could not escape. He was taken back to the county temple, so he had to bite the bullet. Served.

Fortunately, with his bravery and ruthlessness, he became the head of the village, and he was considered an official.

But this small official who was as big as a sesame seed still had no control over his own life and death. The two thousand-mile march cost Wei Man almost half of his life. When he crossed thousands of mountains, his camp lost four people. One fell ill and two lost their feet. Rolling down the mountain, one person was killed by Wei Man himself while escaping!

Speaking of which, that man was Wei Man's fellow village party member and they had a very good relationship with him, but Wei Man did not hesitate to cut off his head and come back to life.

The remaining people in the village complained about this killing of township party members, but Weiman slapped the reward money on the table and said, "It is no joke to sit in a company in the Qin army. If If we let this person go, we will all bear the blame for him! So, if we stay together, we must run together, and if we escape by ourselves and harm others, what does this mean? If anyone else imitates him, this will be his fate!"

He asked everyone to divide the reward. From that day on, Weiman was not only respected by everyone in the village, but even the neighboring village was willing to listen to him.

Now Weiman brought people to the river to fetch water. Everyone gave way to each other, and some who wanted to please pointed to a small boat that had just docked at the west bank pier and said:

"Captain Wei, that is the North Korean ship."

"It's so small." Wei Man said disdainfully. They had seen the 600-stone ship used by the Qin army to transport grain when they were in Xi'an last month.

"It is said that there is a North Korean gentleman inside, dressed as a barbarian. He has landed to pay homage to the general."

"General Gongzi" is what the Yan and Zhao soldiers called Fusu. Although there were many conflicts between the Guanzhong soldiers and the Yan and Zhao soldiers along the way, the young master's behavior of sharing food and clothing with the soldiers still won the hearts of the soldiers.

Wei Man didn't accept the sentiment, curled his lips and said nothing.

While the soldiers were talking, they saw the door of the sentry tower opened again, and the young master Fusu, who was very familiar to the soldiers, came out, followed by a foreign young man with a crown and braided hair.

The two of them went out hand in hand, and Fu Su was sent to the dock. After boarding the boat, the Korean prince bowed and bowed repeatedly. Fu Su raised his hand in return, but he did not leave. He watched Ji Zhun's boat reach the other side before taking the captain with him. The staff returned to the guard tower.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers immediately started talking, and Wei Man said: "Looking at this, the negotiation is probably done."

"What's the deal?" asked a confused man.

Wei Man's eyes became solemn: "I'm afraid that in a few days, the general will drive us across the river and leave Yandi..."

This incident became the main topic of discussion among the soldiers during the evening meal that afternoon.

The Qin army had a battalion of one hundred men, divided into left and right garrisons, and below there were ten men per tent, divided into garrisons to set up stoves. Rice and vegetables are distributed to the village chief, and fifty people can eat together. Although it will cause certain unevenness, it is also convenient.

The food for the Yandi soldiers was slightly inferior to that of the Guanzhong soldiers. There was no fish, and the rice was only brown rice. Although there was no meat, they ate very sweet food. With the Jiaodong grain ship coming to the rescue, the soldiers no longer had to do what they had to do when crossing thousands of mountains. No more food to eat.

Thanks to the pickled cabbage shipped from Jiaodong, the humble meal is easier to eat. This is the product of farmers in Jiaodong planting cabbage extensively. The most indispensable thing in Jiaodong is salt. The cabbage was pickled with salt and put in clay pots. It was shipped to Liaodong by sea and became the main vegetable for the army. It tasted sour and crisp in the mouth. The texture was much better than the wild bitter vegetables dug by the soldiers themselves.

While eating and chatting, Wei Man put down his bowl and whispered: "I heard some news, which is related to our life and death. Are you willing to listen to it?"

Everyone stopped and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Wei Man. The army was on an expedition. Wei Man, the commander of the township party, was the backbone of the soldiers.

Wei Man looked back at the outside of the camp, asked everyone to come closer, and said softly: "I heard that the Emperor of Qin is sailing across the sea this time. He obviously wants to severely punish his fellow assassins, but in fact, he wants the people of Yan and Zhao to go to a foreign country. Die!"

"ah!?"

Everyone was shocked, but then a few older soldiers who had friends in other villages stood up. They had also heard this statement, and I'm afraid it was not groundless.

Some people hesitated and said: "The general's kindness is more than that..."

Wei Man shook his head: "No matter how kind he is, he is also from Qin and the son of the emperor! When there was no food on the road, he pretended to eat with me and drank porridge every day, but how many people from Yan and Zhao died along the way?"

"Once we get to the battlefield, Fusu will definitely favor the Qin soldiers and order us to fill in the ravines. Along the way, we will travel through mountains and rivers, and we will die one or two times. I heard that the south of Korea is more barbaric than the Qianshan Mountains. If we walk more than a thousand miles, we will wait for a fight. After this battle, we may not be able to survive even one out of ten! And the Qin people don’t want us to return to Yan at all, and I’m afraid we will be forced to stay in a remote place east of the sea, where the cold wind will blow all our lives.”

The Yan people's trust in the Qin people was as fragile as a thread and could be broken at the slightest tug. Many Yan people were frightened by Wei Manyi:

"What should I do? Chief?"

"what to do?"

Wei Man smiled and nailed a dagger to the table:

"I said so."

"If you want to stay, let's stay together. If you want to go, let's go together!"

…

"Unlike the boat master, Master Fusu of Great Qin is quite a gentleman!"

After leaving the camp of Manfan Khan of the Qin Army, Ji Zhun asked someone to bring a wooden book and began to write a letter to Wang Xiancheng. Ji's North Korea still used Gubu's oracle bone inscriptions, and it took half an hour to write a few short words. Write it down.

But unlike in the past, Ji Zhun did not use a simple wooden stick, but the "Mengtian Brush" presented to him by Fusu. The ink was also a good ink from the Central Plains. The brushstrokes were swaying, making Ji Zhun's handwriting somewhat deformed.

But this could just express his excitement. A few days ago, Ji Zhun met the aggressive Qin army's navy at Liekou. He condescended to go to negotiate, but the other general didn't even see him, and sent a young official to deal with it with an arrogant attitude. , if North Korea does not hurry up and negotiate with Fusu, they will besiege the king's fortress.

Ji Zhun was helpless. After Nanyuan, he could only make another trip north to the former territory of North Korea.

The size of Manfan Khan's Qin army's camp and the number of soldiers impressed Ji Zhun deeply: neatly arranged horses and chariots stretched for half a mile. In order to make the long pole to carry the flag, an entire forest next to the river was cut down. Under the bright afternoon sun, the tips of countless spears shone with dark golden light.

Just like the building ship at Liekou, this gave Ji Zhun a huge shock. Even with all the strength of the country, North Korea could not muster such a powerful and well-equipped army. After seeing the strength gap between the two sides, the mentality of resistance has never been It never appeared in his mind.

With a hundred thousand precautions, Ji Zhun met Fusu, but unlike what he expected, the eldest son of the Emperor of Qin was exceptionally gentle and gentle. Not only was he kind to Ji Zhun and gave him gifts, he also expressed through the translator the long-standing relationship between Ying Qin and his son's surname North Korea, and even recited a song "Yin Wu" on the spot.

"Tat Yin Wu and fight against Jingchu. Go deep into the enemy's blockade and make a journey through Jingchu. There is a way to cut off the enemy's territory and prepare for Tang Sun."

This is a Shang song. Ji family worshiped Wu Ding in Korea. He can still sing it, but the words and phrases have changed.

Fusu asked the translator to tell Ji Zhun that this was also the purpose of the Qin Dynasty in fighting this war, just to destroy Lord Canghai.

As for North Korea? Da Qin did not intend to use force against them. It only needed North Korea to open its borders and allow the Qin army to go south, while also using Liekou ports to store food.

With the bad face of the boat master singing first, Ji Zhun could only agree. If he agreed too late, the Qin army would not borrow it, but would take it by force...

In addition, Fusu also expressed Qin Shihuang's attitude that North Korea must also formally pay tribute to Qin's professed ministers. After the war, Ji Zhun accompanied Fusu to Xianyang to meet with the Emperor.

"In the past, there was a soup, and the Di and Qiang came from there. No one dared not to come and enjoy it. No one dared not to come to the king. He said that Shang was the norm."

After writing the letter, Ji Zhun recalled the last sentence of "Yin Wu".

Thousands of years ago, those who came to pay tribute to Tang Wu were from the surrounding Xiaofang Kingdom, and the surnamed Ying was among them. They groveled at the feet of Tang Wu, Wu Ding and other illustrious emperors, trembling and willing to become slaves.

Nowadays, the glorious Dayi merchants have been dead for eight hundred years. Under the despotic power of Rong Zhou, North Korea, the only country that has retained the independence and dignity of its family name, has traveled a long way. In the end, it can only bow its head to its former slaves...

While sighing, Ji Zhun lost sleep again. He walked out of the room and stood at the top of Zengdi Xiaoyi City, looking at the Qin camp.

Campfires spread all over the field, like falling stars, covering the four fields and forming an endless sea of ​​stars.

With poor mathematics, even if you count the rising sun, you can't count how many campfires there are in the Qin camp.

He watched this scene intently, with fear and envy, but also a hint of schadenfreude.

"With such a strong army, Mr. Canghai will be in trouble."

Ji Zhun laughed a few times, sighed again, turned and left.

The night was getting deeper, and the soldiers in the military camp had all fallen asleep. It was so quiet that only the crackling of firewood could be heard. The person responsible for watching the fire huddled beside the fire, nodding his head little by little, and began to doze off.

At this quiet moment, in a certain camp tent, amidst the sounds of teeth grinding and snoring, a sharp exclamation suddenly sounded!

"ah!"

…

"ah!"

In the Qin army camp of Manfan Khan, Prince Fusu dreamed that he was defeated and committed suicide in shame. When he woke up, he realized that it was a nightmare. He held the sword in his arms and his body was covered with sweat.

But then, he discovered that this was not a dream at all, the sound came from outside the camp!

Fusu heard clearly, it was the shouts of people, the neighing of horses, and even the sound of gold and iron clashing! All kinds of sounds surged in, like a tsunami!

Since the unfortunate death of Yang Duanhe, Fusu has been carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders, and he is really ready for the day. He stood up in a hurry, picked up his sword and walked out. Just in time, several guards opened the door and came in, and hurriedly bowed down.

"What happened?" Fusu asked hurriedly.

"Sir, something bad has happened..."

An older captain, whom Fusu had regarded as his right-hand man for the past month, raised his head. He had participated in the Battle of Yan, and had as many battle achievements as scars on his body. He had never been afraid of any enemy, and he was always chatting and laughing. But at this moment, his face was as serious as iron:

"It's Yingxiao!"