The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 176 Building a City on the Grassland [Please subscribe and vote]

When Yan Yan led Hu Dan, Mao Dun and the army to the place where the Yellow River returns to its bay, thirty miles outside Yunzhong City, the whole world had already turned white, and all he could see was a vast white snowfield.

Fortunately, this is the first snow since the beginning of winter, and the thickness is not high enough to cover the entire world with a thick blanket of snow.

Therefore, Yan Yan quickly found a leeward place suitable for spending the winter in Huiwan.

"It seems like there was a war here?" Hu Dan and Mao Dun looked at the ruined Huiwan Land, which was covered with a thin blanket of ice and snow.

"Well, there was originally a medium-sized tribe with a few thousand people here, but I fell in love with it, so they had no choice but to leave or stay!" Yan Yan pointed to the foothills not far from the back bay.

Camp tents have been set up one after another, and smoke is rising. Looking from a distance, you can still see some people moving around in the camp.

Hu Dan and Mao Dun could also understand that this was a perfect place for Maodong. When they encountered Yan Yan with a large army, they had no choice but to give it up.

"In the coming year, I will build a city here, a fixed city, which will also be where my throne is!" Yan Yan said seriously.

Hu Dan and Mo Dun narrowed their eyes.

"It's better to take it slow. If we build the city now, Lou Fanshan won't let you go!" Mao Dun said sincerely for Yan Yan.

"I will kill him if he dares to come. When next year comes, they may not have as many men as I do!" Yan Yan said with a smile.

Mao Dun and Hu Dan were astonished. In one winter, the Three Princes tribe could surpass Loufan Wangting?

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my city!" Yan Yan rode forward.

When the tribe camp saw the arrival of the army, they were instinctively startled. Then after seeing the army's banner clearly, they lowered their heads and continued to do their own things.

"The third prince is back!" Someone shouted. The entire camp opened the curtains, and the herdsmen came out one by one, looking at Yan Yan with grateful faces.

"Don't call me Third Prince, call me King!" Yan Yan said, feigning anger.

"Okay, Your Highness the Third Prince!" the herdsmen responded with a smile.

"Who are they?" Hu Dan and Mo Dun were confused.

"I picked it up. During this period, I had already ordered to select a location for building the city, and then sent out a group of scouts to go deep into the various tribes in Loufan to kill those small tribes and medium-sized tribes that could not survive. The herdsmen picked them all up." Yan Yan said seriously.

"How many did you pick up?" Hu Dan looked at the size of the camp. It seemed that there were no less than a few thousand people!

"We just started picking up. It's not that many people. There are only three to four thousand people. There should be more after the heavy snow passes!" Yan Yan smiled.

"Can you afford it?" Hu Dan and Mao Dun hesitated.

These are old, weak, women and children who cannot be used for fighting. They are not young and strong, and they are not of much use if they are picked up.

"Why can't you afford it?" Yan Yan walked into the camp with Mo Dun and Hu Dan.

Then Hu Dan and Mao Dun saw these old and weak women and children sitting in their tents, washing their cold clothes, skinning cattle and sheep to dry, and then sewing them into sheep coats to keep out the cold.

There are even spinning wheels that weave wool into cashmere thread, and finally cashmere thread into sweaters.

"Is this the textile technology of the Central Plains?" Hu Dan and Mao Dun also recognized what these women were doing. "Yes, not only our grasslands suffer from hunger and cold in winter, but the Central Plains are also the same. Therefore, I asked them to collect wool, weave it into wool thread, and finally weave it into clothes and sell them to the Central Plains in exchange for winter supplies. Food!" Yan Yan said seriously.

He does not need to remove the blood stains on the wool, nor does he need the wool thread to be clean and white. It is enough to simply cook it, soften it, and knead it into a ball to knit a sweater.

Therefore, there is almost no technical content in it. The only function is to keep warm and keep out the cold. As for the sheep smell and uncleanness, what does this smell mean compared to the cold?

Anyway, in this cold winter, the herdsmen have nothing to do. They will stay at home and have babies, so it is better to find something for them to do.

"Are they taking the initiative to help with the knitting?" Mao Dun took a knitted sweater from a woman and rubbed it on his hands. It was indeed a little warm and could keep out the cold.

"It's a joke at home. It's a kindness of the third prince to be alive in this damn weather. What's wrong with us helping the third prince to work?" the woman said with a smile.

Mao Dun looked at the woman and then at Yan Yan. He was a little scared. If Yan Yan was really allowed to pick it up like this, these people who survived the severe winter would probably regard Yan Yan as the supreme sky of the grassland. White Deer God, wolf god.

By that time, there will no longer be any royal court or chanyu in the eyes of these people, but only the third prince who kept them alive!

"I not only picked it up in Loufan, but also in Xiongnu, Donghu, Linhu, and Danlin. It's just that these places are a bit far away, and I might still be on the way here!" Yan Yan smiled, and then took Hu Dan and Modun left this city that had already taken some form.

"Where are we going now?" Hu Dan and Mo Dun asked again.

"Teach you how to pick people up!" Yan Yan said with a smile.

Hu Dan and Mao Dun nodded. They really wanted to know how Yan Yan picked up thousands of people in such a short period of time.

So, Yan Yan led a team of a hundred people and walked aimlessly on the snowy field.

"Report to His Highness the Third Prince, a tribe was found stationed ahead!" Soon, the scouts came back to report.

"Call me King!" Yan Yan frowned and said.

"Okay, Your Highness the Third Prince, there are about seventy or eighty people in that tribe. They are all old, weak, women and children, and there are only a few young and strong people!" The scout continued to tell the information.

"Then invite them to settle down in our city!" Yan Yan said with a smile.

"Here!" The barbarian centurion beside Yan Yan smiled, and Ula Ula led the cavalry to follow the scouts and rush toward the small tribe.

Yan Yan slowly followed behind with Hu Dan and Modun.

When they arrived, they saw that hundreds of cavalry had surrounded the entire small tribe, riding horses and cruising outside the tribe noisily.

"The third prince invites you to spend the winter in our camp!" the centurion said with a smile, and then drew out his scimitar and completely demolished the tribe's defenses against wild beasts.

"What are you waiting for? Don't you know how to help?" The centurion commanded the soldiers to rush into the tribe and plunder all the food stored by the tribe for winter.

Under the big horse's golden sword, although the small tribes were unwilling, they knew that resistance would only lead to death, so they could only watch the soldiers snatch away the food.

"Is this what you call picking up people?"

"Isn't it? We are helping them pack and move!" Yan Yan said with a smile.

Hu Dan and Mao Dun were silent. You took away all their winter reserves. If they don't follow you, what else can you do?

(End of this chapter)