Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

Early summer is the most luxuriant season of the year, and the same is true for the northwest border.

The winding cavalry group on the north bank of the Yellow River is moving slowly. The skin of Feng Jiye's face was tanned old and dark, his beard was disheveled, and the brand new armor and cloak on his body seemed to be draped on a beggar's body like a new garment. He was talking endlessly with military supervisors and generals.

"Sheep herding is very slow. It takes about a year to grow up, and you may get sick and lose your money... It's better to farm, and you can grow grains and beans on a piece of land, and you can harvest two or three seasons a year."

The civil servant said with a smile: "General Feng has a lot of experience in herding sheep and farming when he returns to his hometown."

Feng Jiye nodded and said: "However, neither farming nor herding sheep is the fastest way to harvest."

The civil servant asked with great interest: "What's the fastest way?"

Feng Jiye said solemnly: "Going to lead sheep in other people's sheepfolds...Of course you have to go with a knife and a gun."

The civil servant's face froze, and it took a while to catch up with Feng Jiye's topic, and he said helplessly: "But the person who has been led by the sheep must be very unhappy, and the trouble will be serious."

Feng Jiye clapped his hands and said, "You're right! But this method is too easy, everyone wants to do it no matter what. The official's family is very upset when the horse is 'led' away. Otherwise, what are we doing here?"

As they spoke, a group of people rode their horses up a hillside, and all of them reined in involuntarily, staring at the scene in front of them with their eyes wide open. Everyone was shocked by the beautiful scenery!

Gentle hillsides, open sightlines; dry weather makes the sky clear and clean. A clear and shallow river divides the land into two completely different sides. The north side is light-yellow sand, and there is no trace of variegation from a distance; the river bank is covered with dark green trees;

Such a layered scene of color seems to be appreciated only here.

Some sheep are moving slowly to graze on the grass, and there is a tent next to the woods, surrounded by wooden fences. The sporadic horse riders in the flock seemed to have noticed several horses appearing on the hillside, and they were looking up to this side.

The civil official said: "The tribes in the south of Lingzhou have always been in harmony with the border towns, and they must not be responsible for plundering war horses."

Feng Jiye shook his head and said, "You really don't understand. After they robbed it, they thought the horse meat was not tasty, so they traded it with others for sheep. Now let's move the sheep back!"

After Feng Jiye finished speaking, he pulled out the saber from his back, turned around and waved, and more cavalry rushed up the hill. The people on the meadow below flattered their horses and galloped towards the camp.

"Kill those with two legs, and take away those with four legs!" Feng Jiye shouted.

The army shouted excitedly. Amidst the noise, horseshoes roared. A group of light cavalry wearing plate armor rushed down the hillside. The red flag and the blue flag separated on both sides. The quiet and beautiful scenery is immediately full of noise.

A party of party men in round caps came galloping out of the camp, waving their hands and yelling. One of them waved frantically a white turban tied to a branch.

"Crack!" Suddenly a string sounded, and the man waving the turban screamed and fell off his horse. Then there was a crackling sound of strings, arrows rained down, several party members seemed to be covered with reeds suddenly, and the horses also knelt down and neighed.

Not long after, there was a "bang-dang" sound around the fence, Xu Jun's cavalry easily knocked over the railing, and the chaotic soldiers rushed in, making a mess inside.

Feng Jiye yelled and rushed between the tents, and when he saw two or three people running out of the tent, he kicked his horse forward and slashed at him from a high position, causing screams and blood to splash immediately. Soon, smoke rose from not far away, the flames gradually rose, and there were crazy shouts all around.

A cavalryman raised his bow and set an arrow on his horse, his back straightened, and his movements were very skillful. In a blink of an eye, someone rushed to the ground in response.

"Wow..." Not far away, a little girl with pigtails stood there, crying with her head up, and there were several corpses lying beside her. All the cavalry passed by her one after another, but no one paid any attention to the little girl.

From the smoky tent next to it, two people covered in fire suddenly ran out, shouting in horror, while rolling on the ground, their hands chaotically scratching at the burning fur, the smell of paste spread, and the screams were very tragic.

The camp was soon penetrated by the cavalry, with flames flickering and smoke everywhere. The vanguard has rushed into the woods, hunting down the fleeing people. Some cavalry had dismounted and were rummaging through the corpses for valuables, and the surroundings were in chaos.

A group of Xu Jun cavalry drove over a dozen people, but Feng Jiye was furious and shouted, "What are those people doing? Go catch the sheep!"

Then they picked up their weapons and slashed at the captives. The captives who came back to their senses ran away. One of them staggered and fell to the ground. He turned around in a hurry and saw a sergeant Xu drew his bow and pointed it at his forehead.

Feng Jiye turned his head and said to the soldiers again: "Tell them not to burn, we can station there. Capture the party members from the tent and kill them!"

The surrounding area was in chaos, and screams could be heard from time to time in the woods ahead. Feng Jiye jumped off the horse and saw a wounded man moaning beside him, so he stepped forward and stabbed the man's neck with his knife. Seeing that the man covered his neck with his hands and was vomiting blood with his mouth wide open, his legs were twitching constantly on the ground, but Feng Jiye calmly grabbed the fur of the man's body and wiped the edge of the horse's knife.

The civil servant next to him stood there looking at Feng Jiye, already stunned.

Feng Jiye put the knife back into the scabbard, and turned his head to look at the military supervisor: "Look, you can get so many fat sheep in one day, which is much faster than herding sheep for eight or nine months."

Civilian: "..."

Bloody generals came back to report one after another, but Feng Jiye stood in the camp and looked around. After a long time, he said: "This place is near the Yellow River, and there are oases and water plants. There must be more than one tribe. The Chinese army stationed here, and all the tribes scattered out, taking away all the sheep within a radius of tens of miles."

"The general is wise!" the generals clasped their fists together.

The supervising army stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "General Feng is doing such a thing, be careful not to settle accounts after the fall."

Unexpectedly, Feng Jiye sneered and said: "I joined the army when I was more than ten years old. I never felt that I was punished because I killed too many people. A few years ago, a group of party members wanted the emperor to kill me. Am I dead? I just went back to my hometown to herd sheep and cultivate myself for a few years, hehe!"

"The general cultivates his body well!" The supervisor widened his eyes, looking at the dead | corpses and the moaning | struggling wounded around him.

... Not long after, in the Xingyuan of Lingzhou, the envoy of the Dangxiang Posthouse came to Zhe Dejian and cried. "Xu Jun's cavalry, equipped with all kinds of weapons and armor, rushed into the pasture, no matter men, women, old or young, slaughtered the unarmed herdsmen and robbed everything..." "They didn't spare even one person, and there were charred corpses everywhere in the burned camp."

Zhe Dejian said helplessly, "I can't control Feng Jiye's people."

If he must manage, of course he can manage Feng Jiye, but now he can't admit it, so he can only talk nonsense. Zhe Dejian had just been appointed and dispatched, and he was deployed in the west, and the commander of the Pingxia Army. Feng Jiye's cavalry was part of the Pingxia Army.

The envoy said with a mournful face: "Mr. Zhe must take care of it. That fellow looted and killed innocent people like a mad dog! There is a wronged person and a debtor. The Ye Ci clan robbed the imperial army and horses. Shouldn't Da Xu's army ask the Ye Ci clan to question him? It's none of our business!"

Zhe Dejian said: "Your envoy can write a memorial, and I will send someone to Tokyo."

The messenger said in amazement: "What's the use? Feng Jiye wasn't sent by the emperor?"

Zhe Dejian thought about it carefully, he can't pin the pot on the official's head, he should recite what Feng Jiye did, he still understands this rule. Immediately, he said nicely: "There are so many yamen in Daxu's court, and the officials can't manage so many things. Feng Jiye came back through the relationship he found."

At this time, the guard reported to Ye Ci's people in the Lingzhou Post House to see him. Zhe Dejian asked someone to bring in to talk.

Several party members wearing round caps came in, and Ye Ci pressed his hands on his chest and bowed: "The leader of my department requested a truce, and the leader promised to send the horses and criminals to Lingzhou, and will not rob trade routes in the future."

Zhe De thought in his heart: Li Chuyun's tens of thousands of troops are already on the way, how can we talk about making peace now, and grab it when we talk about it?

He frowned and thought about it for a while, then pushed the blame away first, and then said: "Now Xu Jun in Lingzhou is not punishing criminals, but because Feng Jiye is in Lingzhou. As long as Feng Jiye leaves office, everyone can sit down and discuss anything."

A member of the party asked: "Emperor Xu, who dares to be generous, can't restrain Feng Jiye?"

Zhe Dejian glared at him: "The Son of Heaven is two thousand miles away, how can he know everything?"

The people below talked a lot in the party language, Zhe Dejian could understand the party language, and heard some of them say that the emperor of the Central Plains built a palace with a radius of several hundred miles, and was with tens of thousands of wives, concubines and beauties.

Zhe Dejian pretended not to hear, pondered for a moment and said, "If the ministries hand over Li Yiyin, there may be a way to resolve the conflict."

The envoys of all ministries in the lobby denied with one voice that they had received Li Yiyin.

After hearing this, Zhe Dejian's face changed, and he was very unhappy and said: "Then there is nothing to talk about. See off the guests!"

A group of party members looked at each other in blank dismay, so they had no choice but to bow and go out from the lobby door. They were still discussing, and someone suggested: "Princess Yueji is the concubine of Daxu, and I heard that she is very favored by the emperor of the Central Plains. You can send an envoy to Tokyo, try to meet Princess Yueji, and let her persuade the emperor of the Central Plains."

Many people agreed with this idea, only the envoys of the plundered tribe were impatient, thinking that after going to Tokyo two thousand miles away, their people would be almost killed.

These envoys just wanted to ease the situation, but the people of the Dangxiang tribe probably did not have such an attitude, and the leaders of the tribes should have been furious at this time.