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Since setting out from Xianyang in May of the previous year, Meng Tian has been stationed in Liaodong County on the northeastern border of the Qin Dynasty for nearly two years.

A few years ago, many foreign forces were active in the northeast of Daqin. The Donghu once flourished. They lived by nomadism, followed the water and grass, and relied on the skills of riding and shooting to show their strength in this vast land. In addition, there were the ancestors of the Buyeo, Yiluo and Goryeo people. These four tribes can be regarded as pioneers in the development of the northeast, and their footprints were imprinted on this land early.

Donghu was quite powerful in the past, but was defeated by the Xiongnu cavalry led by Maodun Chanyu, which severely damaged its vitality. Later, under the mighty military power of the Qin Dynasty, the remnants of Donghu surrendered, and the Donghu lands were incorporated into the territory of the Qin Dynasty.

According to Sima Qian's "Records of the Grand Historian: Biographies of Merchants", Yan "is connected to Qi and Zhao in the south and borders the Hu in the northeast", "is bordered by Wuhuan and Fuyu in the north, and by Wanhe, Korea, and Zhenfan in the east". This is the first record of Fuyu in later Chinese history books. Around the Warring States Period, Fuyu was already known to all Chinese countries.

Fuyu is located a thousand miles north of Xuantu. To its north is the Ruoshui River, which is the Heilongjiang River.

The land of Buyeo is suitable for growing five kinds of grains, but not five kinds of fruits. It is rich in famous horses, red jade, sables, and beautiful pearls, the pearls are as big as sour dates. Buyeo has kings, all of whom are named officials after the six domestic animals, such as horse jia, cattle jia, pig jia, and dog jia. Each "jia" is responsible for hundreds to thousands of villages. There are wealthy people in the villages, and the households under their names are all slaves. Once encountering an enemy, the jia will go to battle personally, and the households under them will be responsible for logistics such as carrying food and food.

Yiluo, the ancient Sushen, is located in the northeast of Buyeo. It borders the sea to the east and has many mountains and dangerous terrain. Its people are similar to those of Buyeo in appearance, but they do not speak the same language. This place produces grains, cattle, horses, linen and other things. As early as the Western Zhou Dynasty, Sushen sent envoys to the Zhou Dynasty to congratulate, and King Cheng of Zhou ordered his ministers to write poems and articles to commemorate it. At that time, Yiluo was under the jurisdiction of Buyeo. Although Yiluo was a slave of Buyeo, its people were brave and good at fighting, and they occupied the mountains and dangerous places, so it was difficult for the slave owners of Buyeo to drive them to work at will.

When Meng Tian marched into the northeast, the remaining Donghu people in the northeast served as the vanguard. These Donghu people were quite familiar with the local terrain, and with their guidance, Meng Tian marched eastward and reached the coast of the East China Sea without encountering too many obstacles along the way.

The first to defect to the Qin were the Yiluo people who served Fuyu. The Yiluo people were few in number but brave and fearless. They had no choice but to surrender to Fuyu. The Northeast was vast enough to accommodate the three tribes except the Donghu. Although they could not compare with the prosperity of the Central Plains Empire and still lived a relatively primitive life, they could still maintain basic self-sufficiency in this rich land of the Northeast. The Yiluo people were unwilling to put their entire tribe in danger for false reputation, after all, the Fuyu people far outnumbered the Yiluo people. They only needed to pay a small amount of tribute to Fuyu every year to ensure the peace of the entire tribe, and these tributes were just a drop in the bucket for the Yiluo people who were good at hunting and digging ginseng.

The territory of the Yiluo people was close to Changbai Mountain. When the weather warmed up, Meng Tian led 60,000 Pingyi troops from Mohe at the top of the Greater Khingan Range and marched towards Heilongjiang City. This Heilongjiang City was the location determined by Yi Huawei, located at the intersection of the lower reaches of the Heilongjiang River and the Ussuri River east of Changbai Mountain.

Mohe City has taken shape under the efforts of more than 100,000 Donghu people, but this city will eventually become a county seat under the jurisdiction of Liaodong County, and Mohe is just a transit point chosen by Meng Tian to resist the cold winter in Northeast China. In the pre-Qin period, Heilongjiang River was called Ruoshui. The Yiluo and Fuyu people lived in this basin for generations and can be regarded as the pioneers of the development of the Northeast Plain.

In the past, although the Donghu people got along well with the Yiluo people, the Fuyu people and even the ancestors of the Goryeo people, the nature of the jungle in the bones of the grassland tribes was hard to change. There was no grassland suitable for the survival of the grassland tribes in the northeast region. Although the Donghu people did not value this land that was more desolate than the grassland, there were still fights and killings between the parties. In most cases, it was the nomadic Donghu people who crossed the Greater Khingan Range and robbed the Yiluo and Fuyu people. But in general, the barter between the Donghu people and the Fuyu and Yiluo people was peaceful most of the time. In order to avoid being robbed by the Donghu people, the Fuyu people gave the middle reaches of the Ruoshui River, which had the most land and products, to the Yiluo people, making it a barrier for the Fuyu people.

Meng Tian left 40,000 Pingyi troops to continue building Mohe City, and he led 60,000 Pingyi troops down the Heilongjiang River. In the early spring in the northeast, although slightly warmer than the cold winter, it was still several degrees below zero or even more than ten degrees, and the snow was white. The thick snow covered the solid ground, making it difficult for the cavalry to move on a large scale. But Meng Tian still resolutely led 60,000 Donghu cavalry to advance. With the Donghu people as guides, and the Yiluo people and Fuyu people were not united, and the Donghu cavalry equipped with the Daqin standard equipment faced the Yiluo people and Fuyu people who still lived a hunting life, the strength gap was huge.

The Yilou people soon discovered the black Qin army that covered the mountains and plains. On the vast snowy land, the overwhelming solemn black seemed to cover the sky and the earth.

The Qin army swept in like a black wave, advancing silently on the vast snowfield with a terrifying momentum. There was only the creaking sound of the snow being trampled, and no other noise. This scene and momentum made the Yilou people lose the courage to resist in an instant. They knew that this was beyond human power and it was like the power of heaven descending.

When the people of Yiluo heard that the army from the distant Central Plains had come under the order of the Emperor to save them from their misery and allow them to live a better life, they were immediately excited.

There is a powerful empire in the far south. Not only the Donghu people know about this, but also the Yiluo people, the Fuyu people and even the ancestors of Goryeo. How powerful must it be that even the powerful Donghu people are trembling with fear? Now being able to submit to such a great country is not comparable to submitting to the Fuyu people, who are only slightly more numerous than themselves.

The Yiluo people welcomed the arrival of Meng Tian's army with the most solemn ceremony of the tribe, listened respectfully to the imperial edict of the Celestial Emperor, and presented the most precious treasures of the tribe, including four pairs of fully formed ginseng kings and hundreds of rare furs of various colors.

Meng Tian accepted the tributes from the Yilou people and encouraged them. He generously gave them more than a thousand pieces of slightly damaged but extremely rare standard armor and weapons from the Qin army. With these excellent equipment, the Yilou people will be more powerful in hunting in the future. More than 3,000 strong Yilou soldiers joined Meng Tian's army. Meng Tian only needed to report to the Ministry of War for record, and these 3,000 warriors would become regular soldiers of the Qin Dynasty.

Long before Meng Tian left Xianyang, Yi Huawei had already formulated a strategy for dealing with the northeastern ethnic minorities: first use courtesy and then force. If they can surrender to the Qin Dynasty, it would be the best; if they do not surrender, building the city will require a lot of manpower. Now that the Yilou people have surrendered and are willing to be the vanguard, the Fuyu people will naturally be difficult to resist.

Under the watchful eyes of the Yiluo people, the one thousand Pingyi soldiers almost did not fight, but only used the powerful crossbows they carried with them to shoot and kill one third of the thousands of Fuyu slave owners' troops, and the rest were taken prisoners.

If the Yiluo people surrendered at first because they were unable to resist and yearned for the Central Plains Empire, now they have re-recognized the advantages of the Qin Empire's weapons, and awe and gratitude filled the hearts of every Yiluo warrior. They secretly rejoiced that if they had resisted, they would have ended up like the Fuyu people, with blood staining the snow red.

The Fuyu people's rash action solved a big problem for Meng Tian. Under the leadership of the Yiluo people, Meng Tian captured the Fuyu people in just seven days, and nearly 30,000 Fuyu people became prisoners.

After dealing with the Fuyu people, Meng Tian continued to march eastward along the Ruoshui River until his troops reached the Tatar Strait. However, Meng Tian knew that if what Yi Huawei said was true, there was an island that Yi Huawei had pointed out to be occupied by sailing eastward from the Ruoshui River estuary. At this point, the southern half of the Siberian Plain had been incorporated into the territory of the Qin Dynasty. All that was left was to report to Xianyang, and after the Ministry of Works sent people to conduct an investigation, this vast territory stretching for thousands of miles could be drawn into the Qin Dynasty map, legally establishing the Qin Dynasty's ruling position.

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In May, the warm sunshine gently shone on the west bank of the Yalu River in Xi'anping County. The river water flowed slowly, and the sparkling waves were like tiny gold foil dancing on the water. The river breeze was like a pair of gentle hands, quietly brushing past, bringing a hint of coolness. The weeping willows on the bank were swaying gracefully, and the slender willow branches seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads, swaying gracefully, adding a bit of grace to the riverside scenery.

The county government was shrouded in silence, with only the occasional clear bird calls breaking the stillness, which in turn made the place even more quiet.

Meng Tian sat in the room, with his desk piled with bamboo slips. He was nearly fifty years old, but his face was still firm and his eyes were deep. Time had left deep marks on his face. He was wearing black armor, and his posture was still upright, showing the majesty of a Qin general. At this moment, he was concentrating on reviewing the documents in his hands, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, the hurried footsteps of the guards broke the silence in the room.

Meng Tian looked up upon hearing the voice, and his eyes instantly locked onto the object in the hand of his personal guard. The object seemed to have some mysterious magic, which made his expression suddenly change, and a trace of panic that was difficult to conceal quietly emerged. Meng Tian's heart seemed to be suddenly grasped by an invisible big hand, and an inexplicable and strong premonition surged into his heart like a surging tide. Without thinking, he quickly put down the bamboo slips in his hands with both hands, and the bamboo slips collided with each other and made a slight sound. Then, with his lips slightly opened, he asked in a slightly trembling voice: "Who sent it? Where is the person? Call him in!"

The guard was stunned for a moment, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. In his memory, General Meng Tian was always as calm as a mountain, and he remained calm even when facing the galloping of thousands of troops. But now he was shocked to see such a panic in front of him. He didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly collected his mind and replied respectfully: "Yes!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around hurriedly and left at the speed of lightning.

Meng Tian was alone in the room, his heart surging with excitement. His eyes were still fixed on the direction where the guards had left, his mind full of thoughts. The token opened up the long-forgotten memory box deep in his heart, and every bit of the past with that person came to his mind like a tide. The passionate scenes of fighting side by side, the deep friendship of life and death, all came alive in this moment. His hands clenched slightly unconsciously, as if he was trying his best to restrain his inner excitement.

After a while, the royal guards brought a man wearing a bamboo hat into the house.

The man was slightly hunched, but his steps were steady. The bamboo hat covered his face tightly, only the firm outline of his jaw could be seen faintly, but even so, the unique temperament he exuded could not be ignored.

"Xiaochuan, is it really you?"

Meng Tian's body trembled, and the thoughts and concerns that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time suddenly burst out. He could no longer suppress his inner excitement, and with a step of his long legs, he walked forward quickly like a meteor.

"Big brother!"

The man seemed to sigh slightly, and slowly raised his hand to take off his hat. His face was full of vicissitudes, his skin was tanned by the sun, and was full of deep and shallow wrinkles. The youthful vigor of the past had long disappeared. His eyes were sunken, revealing a complex and incomprehensible look, as if there was a layer of mist in them, and deep in the bottom of his eyes, there was a trace of determination that was not easy to detect, like a dark fire that was about to set the prairie on fire.

Meng Tian's eyes were fixed on the person in front of him, and he looked at him carefully, his hands trembling slightly, and his excitement was beyond words. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to touch the other person, but when his fingertips were about to touch the other person's cheek, they seemed to be fixed by an invisible force. His heart was full of contradictions. He longed for the reality of this reunion, but was afraid that it was just a dream, which would be shattered and dissipated once touched.

"Where have you been all these years? I've been looking for you." Meng Tian's voice was slightly rough and hoarse, his eyes were slightly red, and tears of excitement were flashing in his eyes.

Yi Xiaochuan slowly raised his eyes and looked at Meng Tian who was so close to him. At that moment, his heart seemed to have overturned a bottle of five flavors, all kinds of flavors intertwined and chaotic. The memories of the past surged like a tide and completely drowned him.

He thought that he was an ordinary young man in modern society. However, a sudden and unimaginable accident, like a cruel joke of fate, abruptly pulled him away from the familiar modern world and threw him into the Qin Dynasty more than 2,000 years ago without any warning...

Now, he stood on the land of the Qin Dynasty again, knowing full well that the great Qin was a powerful nation, like a towering, unshakable mountain before his eyes.

The vast territory, the well-trained army of millions, the complete and efficient administrative system, and the brilliant cultural achievements all demonstrate the power and majesty of the Qin Dynasty.

The deep hatred he carried in his heart seemed so insignificant and unattainable in front of the powerful Qin. To avenge this deep hatred was like an ant trying to shake a tree. However, the flame of unwillingness in his heart never went out, but burned more and more fiercely with the years of tempering.

However, facing Meng Tian's unreserved, sincere and genuine feelings at this moment, Yi Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt deep in his heart, like a wisp of smoke, quietly lingering in his heart.

(End of this chapter)