Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 60 Kick the Camp
Brownish-yellow, with a slightly burnt smell.

Fusu glanced at the tea soup poured into the pottery bowl, and felt that it should have nothing to do with fooling the Huns and people from the Western Regions.

After all, it is said in later generations that they would rather be without food for three days than tea for a day'!
Stir-fried tea leaves are also rich in various nutrients, which can relieve herdsmen who live on meat and milk from the trouble of constipation.

After Fusu barely figured out the technique of frying tea, he wrote about Hanzhong County, Nanjun County and other counties with tea trees.

Let them mobilize the people to go up the mountain to pick tea, so as to offset the corvee.

In addition, let the Shaofu send people to the counties to buy picked tea leaves, fry them and send them back to Xianyang, waiting to open a negotiating field at the border to trade cattle, sheep, horses and other things.

Uh, the taste is really bad... Fusu took a sip of the warm tea soup, frowned and swallowed it, and decided to sell the first batch of tea leaves to Da Shanyu!

"Your Majesty, what is this?" Tian Ji poked her head out from behind him, her big charming eyes were staring at the tea soup on the table without blinking, her little hands were ready to move.

Tian Ji's expression made Fusu a little stunned, thinking of a certain ex-girlfriend, even if he had a leaf in his mouth, he would come up and taste it...

"Is it good?" Fusu asked.

"It's delicious!" Tian Ji put down the pottery bowl and forced a smile.

delicious?Hehe, if you have the ability to look into my eyes! ...Fusu smiled and said, "If you like it, that pot is yours!"

"Hmm... ah..." Tian Ji frowned, scratching her stomach, looking pitifully at Zhao Ji who was standing gracefully with her peach blossom eyes.

Should!Hohohoho... Zhao Ji was amused for a while, but she still stepped forward to solve Tian Ji's problem.

"What is His Majesty doing?"

"Wait for Grandma and the pigeons to fly back."

After Fusu finished speaking, he waved his hand, and Han Rang directed the palace servants to place three round stools beside Fusu.

Qi Ruier consciously sat on the outermost side, looking at Fusu with a bit of resentment in her beautiful almond eyes.

Fusu pretended not to see it, reached out to pick up the memorial and began to review it.

Zhao Ji poked Tian Ji with her finger, and asked quietly: "If the pigeon is released, can it come back?"

Tian Ji didn't speak, just shook her head, then nodded again, the golden steps on her head rattling.

"Your Majesty said that if you can fly back, you will definitely be able to fly back!"

Heh, sycophant...Zhao Ji curled her lips and looked up at the sky in a daze.

After a while, a flock of pigeons flew down, pecking at the broken rice that was scattered on the ground.

Several palace people in charge of raising pigeons stepped forward quickly and grabbed the pigeons back into their cages one by one.

"Your Majesty, a total of 350 pigeons have flown back, and the rest of the pigeons should still be on their way!" Han Rang replied with cupping his hands and saluting.

More than 400 pigeons came back and 350 came back. Considering that it is the original breed, the return rate is not bad... Fusu nodded and asked someone to give this group of pigeons extra food. As for the pigeons that came back later...

Tonight, I will eat pigeon casserole with tofu.

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Among the endless hills and grasslands, a group of more than 200 knights of the Qin Army walked through in multiple columns.

The leading knight, wearing a long jacket, a colorful lace breastplate, and a double long crown on his head, is exactly Meng Ying who followed Li Xin on the expedition.

Today is the third day they have gone deep into the grassland of the Qiang people. According to Li Xin's general order, they will burn down a grassland of the Qiang people under the guidance of their guide.

The guide was Rong Di, who was dressed as a Qin person, with a round face, a big mouth, narrow eyes, and two conspicuous plateau reds on his dark cheeks. He was said to be the youngest son of Wu Shiluo [luǒ].

Although the guide vowed, Meng Ying's intuition told him that they might have lost their way...

This is the third time he has turned over a familiar-looking mountain bag!

Ma Dan!I hope this bastard remembers the way back to the camp... Meng Ying sat on the horse with a numb ass and glanced at the guide who was pretending to be calm.

Because they were on a raid mission, Meng Ying and the others rode prairie horses equipped with stirrups and hoofs, and did not ride tall Qin horses equipped with a full set of three cavalry treasures.

This is because the Takahashi saddle will increase the fatigue of the horse when it fixes the knight.

As for the black armor, don't even think about it.

However, Mengying was a little surprised that the army stationed in Fanghan these days, only sent a small group of cavalry to go deep into the Qiang territory to burn the grasslands, and there was no move to suppress the army and fight the main force of the Qiang people.

It seems that Li Xin has been dormant in Longxi for so many years, and the style of using soldiers has also undergone great changes... Meng Ying boldly talked about her grandfather's generation's "senior" in her belly.

"General Lang, look quickly!" The guide stepped on the stirrups and straightened his body, pointing to the bottom of the valley below the hill.

Meng Ying looked in the direction of his finger and found that there was a Qiang camp at the bottom of the valley, densely covered with forty or fifty tents of various sizes.

It can be seen from the peace in the camp that the Qiang people have not found their traces yet.

Meng Ying began to deploy troops and prepare for the surprise attack.

In a moment, except for the guide and a few cavalrymen who were unwell due to altitude sickness, all the cavalry were divided into three groups.

The left army has 50 people, led by a village chief; the right army has 50 people, led by a general in his 30s.

The rest of the cavalry followed Meng Ying to attack from the front.

"Don't be greedy for trophies and heads. The left army will attack from the flanks. Cooperate with me to defeat the enemy from the front. The right army will turn around and outflank. Don't let a Qiang go!"

Meng Ying held a long halberd with a flat end in one hand, and a stringed crossbow in the other, and said solemnly: "Qin Law, those generals who died in all battles, and those who abandoned their soldiers and went to the north, will be killed."

"Any soldier who breaks free from the general during the battle, or any general who abandons his troops and flees alone, shall be executed!"

After Meng Ying finished speaking, he glanced around murderously, and all the cavalrymen he saw showed nervous expressions.

"Attack!"

Following Meng Ying's order, the hundred generals in command of the right army took the lead to leave.

Meng Ying said silently in her heart, nodded, and the commander in charge of commanding the left army led the people away.

After another fifty silent counts, a cavalryman unfastened his horn from his saddle and blew it vigorously.

beep!
Accompanied by the sound of the horn, the cavalry of the Chinese army led by Meng Ying marched forward.

blah blah blah!
The iron hoof trampled on the ground, stirring up billows of smoke and dust.

The Qiang camp at the bottom of the valley suddenly became noisy. Some old Qiang people rushed out of the camp holding horse sticks and wooden bows, and lined up in the direction of Mengying's attack.

Strong Qiang warriors, led by a wizard, wearing wooden masks and holding bronze daggers, hatchets, short bows, shields, etc., formed a second array in front of the tent.

The women and children fled on horseback or on foot along a path behind the camp.

Oh, what a primitive method of warfare!Sure enough, just as Zhongfu said, the Qiang people, like the Rong people, don't know how to fight on horseback, they can only dismount and fight on foot... Meng Ying commanded the cavalry to line up in two horizontal formations, slightly reining in the reins, and controlling the speed of the formation.

ps: Thanks for the reward of 'I want you'~
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