Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 472
"What is this?" Ubar asked curiously.

Fan Xiliang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This is a way of eating mutton in the Central Plains. We call it hot pot, also called marching pot."

"Hot pot? Marching pot?"

Ubal was stunned for a moment, and asked a little strangely: "Does eating mutton have anything to do with marching?"

"It is said that this way of eating was first popular in the army. As for the relationship, I don't know."

Fan Xiliang gave a vague explanation, then rolled up his sleeves, took a few slices of mutton from the plate, rinsed them in a copper pot, and said to the envoys present: "You might as well try it?"

"it is good!"

Ubal had already swallowed an indefinite amount of saliva, and when he heard Fan Xiliang's call, he immediately picked up his chopsticks, followed Fan Xiliang's example, and threw the mutton into the copper pot.

Because I am not very proficient in using chopsticks, some pieces of mutton fell on the table when I picked them up.

But in line with the principle of 'eating dirty, not afraid of sores', he directly grabbed it with his hands and threw it into the copper pot.

The corners of Zhao Kun and Zheng Man's eyes twitched when they saw it, and they thought to themselves, it's good to have one pot for each person, otherwise it would be really hard to eat with them.

"Messenger Ubal, this mutton can't be blanched for too long, you can eat it too."

Fan Xiliang reminded Ubar while clamping the mutton in the copper pot.

"Really?"

Ubal reacted, quickly picked up the mutton in the pot, followed Fan Xiliang's example, put it near his mouth and blew it, and then put it directly into his mouth.

I just took a bite, and my eyes lit up: "This is much more delicious than the mutton on the grassland!"

"Ha ha."

Fan Xiliang smiled noncommittally: "As long as your envoy likes it, you can eat to your heart's content."

"Hey, eat it too, it tastes really good!"

Ubal smacked his lips and raised his hand to beckon to the others.

While talking, he grabbed a few more slices of mutton and threw them into the pot, and said to Fan Xiliang, "I always thought that you people from the Central Plains could only grow food, and that cooking mutton was not as good as grassland people. Now it seems that the way you cook mutton, Better!"

"And it's even more delicious!" The deputy envoy at the side quickly added.

He cooked a few slices of mutton, and soon began to sweat profusely.

Fan Xiliang glanced at him and said with a smile, "If it tastes good, eat more."

"Thank you."

"you are welcome."

While the two were talking, other Wuhuan envoys also started to move their chopsticks.

They are not as proficient in using chopsticks as Udal, but they can also eat with chopsticks and hands with great joy.

When they are interested in eating, they communicate with each other and praise the deliciousness of the mutton.

"We ate a lot of mutton on the grassland, but this is the first time we have encountered this way of eating."

As Ubal said, he took a sip of the wine, picked up the chopsticks, put the mutton into the pot, and said to Fan Xiliang, "You people from the Central Plains still know how to eat it."

"The Central Plains has a vast land and abundant resources, and the food culture has been passed down for thousands of years."

Fan Xiliang said: "However, this hot pot has only become popular recently. Besides, there are many novel delicacies popular in the Central Plains. It will never let you down."

"Oh? Really? Then I want to try them all!"

When Ubal heard this, he immediately became interested.

It's just that the mutton in the pot was cooked again. He was afraid that it would be too hot, so he quickly picked it up and put it in his mouth, saying vaguely: "It is said that the Central Plains is rich in products. This time, it is really the right time to come to the Central Plains."

"Then your envoy should take a look more, lest you won't be able to see it in the future."

"sure!"

Hearing Ubal's full promise, Fan Xiliang smiled and looked at Zhao Kun.

Both of them showed unrecognizable smiles.

In fact, according to the habits of the Central Plains people, they would not eat mutton, a nourishing meat, in summer, because it is easy to get angry.

However, the people on the prairie are not so particular, they readily accepted the matter of eating mutton.

Although Wuhuan is not the focus of this negotiation, it is also a good thing for Wuhuan people to accept the culture of the Central Plains.

After all, they like Central Plains clothing and Central Plains food, which all represent their enthusiasm for Central Plains culture.

As Wuhuan's official envoy, Ubal has a great interest in the culture of the Central Plains. After returning to Wuhuan, he will definitely publicize it. In this way, making Wuhuan a "pro-Qin faction" is also the maximization of benefits.

This has great significance for future strategic deployment.

However, Xianbei is the focus of the negotiation...

Thinking of this, Zhao Kun and Fan Xiliang subconsciously looked at the Xianbei envoy.

Xianbei people behaved slightly differently from Wuhuan people.

Although they are also novel about eating mutton, they are not as unrestrained as the Wuhuan people.

They didn't eat much, and they didn't communicate with each other on mutton. Instead, they said strange things and seemed absent-minded.

Fortunately, Zhao Kun had anticipated this situation, so he prepared a different plan.

Zheng Man is the executor of Zhao Kun's plan. Zhao Kun just took a look at him, and he understood.

Just listen to Zheng Man's Korean humble way: "I wonder if your envoys are interested in rugby?"

"Ok?"

When the Xianbei people heard the words, they stopped what they were doing and looked at Zheng Man one after another.

Tuoba Lei looked at the stadium, then at Zheng Man, shook his head and said, "We Xianbei don't have this kind of thing."

"It's normal, because rugby belongs to the culture of the Central Plains."

"Then we didn't."

"Things that you don't have, you can have. I wonder what your envoy thinks about this football?"

"This……"

Tuoba Lei showed hesitation.

In fact, he was talking about land distribution with his companions just now, and he only raised his eyes when he heard shouts from the arena.

As for the mutton hot pot, I'm not very interested.

But Zheng Man is a Dianke Mansion's Dianke Mansion, so he couldn't ignore him, so he hesitated for a moment, looked towards the court and said, "Although I saw it for the first time, I can guess that this should be a military deduction by you Central Plains people. Just like the hunting of our prairie people, it can be used for both entertainment and training of the army."

"Ha ha."

Hearing Tuoba Lei's words, Zhao Kun smiled.

Ubal laughed too.

The reason why Zhao Kun laughed was because this Xianbei man, like the Qin veteran who saw rugby for the first time, also regarded rugby as a military deduction.

However, from another perspective, this Xianbei envoy has a good vision.

But Ubal laughed, but because of disdain.

"People in the Central Plains invented rugby. It is the entertainment of the nobles. Only the nobles are worthy of enjoying life. You compare the entertainment of the nobles with the barbaric hunting on the grassland? It's ridiculous!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Kun was stunned.

For some reason, he felt that Ubal's words were a bit adoring Qin and flattering foreigners.

Has he forgotten that he is also a prairie man?
How long have you been here in Xianyang?
Not only has Ubal been reduced to a "pro-Qin faction", but he has also become a realistic dog-legged traitor, or, to be more precise, a "U" traitor?

When his voice fell, the atmosphere was instantly awkward.

Even Zheng Man felt a little licked, so he couldn't help coughing twice to relieve the embarrassment.

But the Xianbei people couldn't get used to the Wuhuan people licking Daqin, so they got angry directly.

They didn't know whether it was a traitor like Ubal that appeared on the Angry Grassland, or they felt that Ubal had swept their face, and they all glared at Ubal.

"Actually, we also have nobles hunting in the Central Plains."

Zheng Man came out to smooth things over and said: "The culture of the Central Plains is extensive and profound, and it covers a wide range of subjects. We have poetry and songs, rugby, and hunting traditions."

"Oh?" Ubar was a little surprised: "The nobles of the Central Plains also hunted?"

"Of course!"

Zheng Man explained with a smile: "Our siege is usually held in autumn, also known as autumn siege, and at the beginning of rugby, it was also held as a military deduction."

"I see." Ubar nodded suddenly.

Zheng Man smiled, let out a long sigh of relief, and ignored Ubar, turned his head to Tuoba Lei and said, "Although this sport has something to do with military deduction, it was in the past, and the rules have changed a long time ago, I don't know How did your envoy see it?"

"They're fighting for territory."

Tuoba Lei also stopped talking to Ubar, and said to Zheng Man: "The ball in their hands is equivalent to the king's flag of our Xianbei people. Wherever we put the king's flag, the army will attack wherever we put the king's flag on the ground. , the land is ours."

"I didn't expect you to understand like this." Zheng Man said in surprise.

"how?"

Tuoba Lei frowned: "Could it be that I misunderstood?"

"That's right."

"Since it's true, these people guard their own territory to prevent others from invading their homes and planting the king's flag on their land."

"Not bad."

Zheng Man nodded repeatedly.

"The person who holds the ball is the main force of the cavalry, the person who does not hold the ball is the flank guard, and the person who defends is the main force of the opponent, and he also needs to be on guard against the person holding the ball." Tuoba Lei said expressionlessly.

Zheng Man smiled and praised: "Your envoy is really careful!"

"However, there is one thing I don't quite understand. Now that the main force for taking the ball has been determined, why do they always switch back and forth?"

Tuoba Lei looked at Zheng Man in confusion: "Isn't this giving up the position of the main force to others? If someone else grabs the territory, the credit will go to others."

Hearing this, Zheng Man was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Zhao Kun in embarrassment: "This needs to be explained by the Crown Prince."

"In fact, there are some differences between the combat methods in the Central Plains and the grassland combat methods." Zhao Kun explained directly: "The biggest difference is that the troops in the grasslands are single, while the troops in the Central Plains are complex and changeable."

"It means that there are many arms in the Central Plains?"

"good."

Zhao Kun nodded: "The grasslands are dominated by cavalry, and there are only a small number of infantry, but in the Central Plains, in addition to infantry and cavalry, there are also crossbowmen, engineers, artillery, musketeers, etc., each of which can change the situation of the battle."

Hearing this, Tuoba Lei thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness means that those who hold the ball may be cavalry or other arms. They transfer the ball to represent different arms. effect?"

"Hmm... that's a good understanding!"

"It's just unimaginable..."

Tuoba Lei glanced at Zhao Kun in shock, then set his eyes on the court again, shook his head and said, "I was born in the grasslands, and I have never been to the Central Plains. In terms of battlefield experience, I can be considered rich, but this kind of multi-armed war , never seen before."

"And it's the main force other than the cavalry..."

"Multi-army combat, in fact, there is no clear main force, and the battle is to cooperate."

Zhao Kun continued to explain: "The cavalry has its own advantages, and the infantry also has its own advantages, but between the two, it is more about learning from each other to maximize combat power."

As soon as these words came out, Tuoba Lei's eyes lit up, and he turned to Zhao Kun and asked, "His Royal Highness means that besides cavalry and infantry, there are more complicated tactics?"

"That is for sure!"

Zhao Kun smiled and nodded: "For example, in this stadium, each player represents a branch, and they can implement different tactics according to different situations."

"The battlefield changes rapidly, and so does the stadium."

"No wonder."

Tuoba Lei suddenly realized: "No wonder I couldn't understand this game. It turned out to be the diversity of offense."

"Not only offense, but also defense." Zhao Kun corrected with a smile.

"It's good sport."

Tuoba Lei agreed and said: "Although I can't understand it, the diversity of military tactics is worth learning. It is not without reason that your Qin State was able to destroy the Xiongnu."

"You are welcome."

Zhao Kun waved his hand modestly: "This is just entertainment."

"But didn't His Royal Highness admit that it was related to the military deduction?"

"Military deduction is organized by a special military academy. This football is just a pastime for veterans."

Zhao Kun said indifferently: "It's just like hunting in the grassland you mentioned."

Hearing this, Tuoba Lei fell silent for an instant.

The hunting he was talking about was actually a pastime for grassland nobles.

Those armies embracing the front and back, without any tactics, were purely encircled by cavalry.

Compared with the rugby game of the Central Plains people, it is not a little bit worse.

Moreover, this kind of rugby also has the function of tactical deduction, multi-army cooperation, and countless tactical arrangements.

Although there are only some superficial tactics, the deep meaning is complex and changeable.

In other words, the fighting methods of the Xianbei people are not even as good as the entertainment items of these veterans.

After a moment of silence, Tuoba Lei raised his head and looked at Zheng Man: "May I ask if this rugby game is often held in Xianyang?"

Zheng Man glanced at Zhao Kun, and pondered: "Starting from this year, it will be held every year, and there will be hundreds of battles."

"Hundreds of games?"

Tuoba Lei was slightly taken aback, and fell into silence again.

The tactical use of the Xianbei people was not as good as that of the Qin Dynasty people, or even similar sports.

Although he knew the gap between Xianbei people and Qin Chao people, he didn't expect the gap to be so big.

Moreover, the Qin Dynasty also had a military academy specializing in tactics.

This is completely crushing the Xianbei people.

As if feeling Tuoba Lei's deep sense of powerlessness, Zhao Kun gave Zheng Man an appreciative smile.

Zheng Man said that there are hundreds of ball games every year, which is purely exaggerated. The reason why he said this was to misunderstand the Xianbei people.

This kind of misunderstanding allows them to recognize their own strength.

And this is exactly what Zhao Kun wanted them to understand.

It can even be said that the purpose of watching the game today is to let the Xianbei people get a glimpse of the leopard, and see the military power behind the Great Qin Empire from a game.

As I said before, dealing with Wuhuan requires a different approach than dealing with Xianbei.

If Zhao Kun adopted a gentle policy towards Wuhuan, then he adopted a tough policy towards Xianbei.

Regardless of Xianbei's previous attitude, this game will definitely make them face up to their roles again.

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