Jinyi Night Walk

On the grassland, thousands of people are fighting in a melee, like tigers and horses like dragons, fighting in a group.If you look carefully, the total number should be around [-] people. These people have become a mess, and it is really indistinguishable from enemy to friend.

Xia Xun noticed that Ding Yu had led a few people down the high slope and stopped at a place two arrows away from those people. Since he only brought a few people with him, it did not have any impact on the two sides in the melee. Fighting desperately.

Gradually, the people in the melee began to decide the outcome. First, one side gradually retreated, so that bystanders could easily distinguish with the naked eye that they belonged to the two camps, but their unmarked clothes and completely non-existent Flags, so that bystanders still can not tell who they belong to.

Immediately afterwards, the party that had lost the wind began to retreat, and they turned their horses one after another, rolling and fleeing to the distance like a long winding dragon on the snowy field, with thunderous hooves.Because the other side was disrupted, they needed to take advantage of the short interval of victory to reorganize their team, so they waited until they started to flee before the other side suddenly launched a pursuit.

The chasing team was divided into three groups, one group pursued directly from behind, and the other two groups outflanked the left and right far ends. It seemed that they wanted to use the meeting point of two straight lines to three lines as the planned location for annihilating the enemy.Originally, in such a chase, it would be difficult for everything to go as one wished, but once the two sides started running, the gap became very obvious.

The fleeing side rarely had strong cavalry, and some knights even did not even have saddles, while the pursuers not only had saddles and saddles, but also had handsome horses that ran powerfully. From this point of view, they might not be unable to carry out a combined attack on the enemy.

The leader of the victorious side was obviously marching in the rear. When the three-way army chased them out, there were still hundreds of people left on the spot, and many of them looked here. Xia Xun, who was standing on the high slope, had dozens of knights riding their horses to outflank Ding Yu and others, but their leaders didn't seem to want to make trouble. After seeing the Ming army costumes of Ding Yu and others, they saw There were still people on the high slope in the distance, and they were suddenly called back.

These people quickly left behind the pursuers. Xia Xun saw Ding Yu standing there discussing something with a few guards, and then galloped towards the battlefield.The battlefield was in a mess, with corpses of people and horses, and blood splattered everywhere, like peach blossoms everywhere.

The snow ground trampled by horseshoes has lost the snow in many places, and the black ground is exposed, mottled.

Xia Xun saw that Ding Yu had searched the battlefield for a long time. It seemed that he was looking for surviving soldiers. After a while, Ding Yu stopped on the battlefield with his guards, and seemed to have found a soldier who was injured and survived. After a while, Ding Yu rushed back with someone, but he didn't see him bring someone back from afar.

Xia Xun knocked on his stirrup and went down the slope to meet him.

"what happened?"

"Duke, it's the Wangu tribe of Tatar and the Qimude tribe who are fighting, and Qimude is the loser."

"They're all Tatars? Why are they killing each other?"

Ding Yu chuckled, and said: "Because there is no food to eat, and their leader refuses to give up power and accept my Ming's registration and resettlement, the big fish eat the small fish!"

Only then did Xia Xun understand, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Very good, it seems that the Ten Thousand Territory has done a pretty good job! That wounded soldier..."

"A leg was broken, and the chest was stabbed. I didn't look at it carefully. They were slaughtered. Anyway, keeping it is a waste of food."

"……Walk!"

After a false alarm, the team continued to set off, and along the way, corpses killed by fighting, corpses starved to death, can often be seen on the snow field, because of the cold weather, people will freeze hard after falling to death. Therefore, not many were eaten by wild beasts, and the corpses were preserved, half-hidden in the snow, which was unbearable to see.

Half a day away from the station of the relief team sent by Liaodong, they saw another fight. Arrows rained and screamed in the air. The Tatar knights rushed up like a wave, fighting desperately.Both sides used piercing tactics, piercing the opponent's formation, a beautiful arc recoil, and launching a piercing offensive again. The two sides continued to chisel and chisel, and countless people fell down every time they confronted. But the situation of the muddy war has not stopped.

This time, Xia Xun and the others didn't stop. Seeing that the two sides were already red-eyed, they cleverly avoided the battle field and went around to the disaster relief camp. As a result, they encountered some people who also fled to the disaster relief camp in a panic on the way. The Tatar herders called them closer and questioned them, only then did they realize that the two teams that had killed each other were actually of the same clan, both of them were members of the Buryat clan.

The reason why they killed each other was also because the food and grass were exhausted.The Tatar tribe suffered huge losses during the migration process. Once the grain and grass accumulated in Arutai were burned, they were completely desperate.In the past, when encountering this kind of food shortage, their solution was generally to migrate the whole clan, and compete with other tribes for limited winter pastures by force, and rob each other of their food.

Another method is to plunder on horseback and go to the place of the Han people to "strike the grass valley", but what is the current situation? "Grass Valley"?After fighting against Wala for so long, Zhang Jun led the Liaodong army and stationed right under their noses. If you think about it, it would be better to just wipe your neck.

In desperation, as more and more people died of freezing and starvation, the grievances in the hearts of the herdsmen became more and more serious, and the prestige of the leaders became lower and lower, but they were unwilling to accept the placement of the Liaodong capital.The leaders are still alive for the time being, but the ordinary clansmen can't hold on anymore, so some of them decided to leave the tribe by themselves and go to Liaodong Dusi. How can the leaders allow such behavior?And so a cannibalism began.

Ding Yu was afraid that Xia Xun would feel sympathy, so he hurriedly said: "Duke, don't you see how pitiful they are now. When our fists are not as hard as theirs, they are really ruthless than wolves. Even now, if it weren't for Wala before They are pressing every step of the way, and our Liaodong capital is waiting for us in the future. Do you think that they will not come to harm our people? You have also seen their ruthlessness just now."

Xia Xun glanced at him with a faint smile.

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On the snow field, military tents formed a huge military camp. In front of the military camp, there was a horse pit, behind which a smooth and solid barrier was piled up with accumulated snow. Bridges were built at several passages, and there were antlers at the head of the bridge. And rejecting the carbine, the central part of the barracks is a stacked granary full of grain and grass, and the whole camp is busy.

Soldiers patrolling, subordinate staff registering and distributing food, herdsmen receiving relief, tribes coming to trade, and cattle and sheep kept in pens are bustling and bustling.In the large tent of Liaodong Chief Envoy Wan Yushiyu, a group of people quarreled endlessly. Standing in the middle was Wanli Shiyu, with a few civil servants and aides, surrounded by some emotional Confucian scholars .

These Confucian scholars were passionate and raised their arms and raised their voices, surrounding the Ten Thousand Era region in the center.

Wan Shiyu secretly regretted: "I really shouldn't have brought these nerds here!"

In the past few years, Liaodong has developed very well, and its culture and education have also achieved great success. Before Zhang Xitong was transferred back to the Ministry of Rites, county schools, prefectural schools, government-run and private academies in Liaodong had blossomed everywhere, and a large number of scholars had applied here from the Central Plains. , became an academy teacher, master, and husband.Not long ago, when the Wanshiyu rushed to Tatar, considering the language communication problem, they only brought some Mongolian and Jurchen academies. The uncompromising decision to implement the Wanli Shiyu has played a huge role in attracting people's hearts in Liaodong.

But their number is still too small. At this time, there are no propaganda tools such as movies, television, and radio stations. Most of the people in the Tatar tribes are illiterate. Not enough, and teachers and masters from county schools, prefectural schools, and academies all over Liaodong have volunteered to join the propaganda war and contribute to the country. Wan Shiyu was worried about the shortage of manpower, so he nodded agree to come down.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand the language, at most one person can be accompanied by a translator who is proficient in Mongolian and Chinese. Such people abound in Liaodong, and many Liaodong people who cannot read large characters have such skills.

Unexpectedly, not long after these scholars arrived in Tatar, their views changed.

In the propaganda, they saw some herdsmen of the Tatar tribe who refused to accept the resettlement of the Ming Dynasty die of cold and hunger, their families were destroyed, and they were treated graciously by the leaders of the tribes, and complained to them with tears. A sense of justice and compassion arise spontaneously.

Stuck relief forces these tribes to surrender to Daming, otherwise you will be allowed to freeze to death and starve to death without plucking a hair. Such behavior seems unrighteous, cruel, and completely inhumane to them.These masters who have been instilled with benevolence and morality since childhood, and have never experienced the bitter cold life in northern Saibei, and have never been hurt or invaded by nomads are angry.

The benevolent is invincible!Only with a compassionate heart can people in the world be touched!How can I do such a thing in my great Ming dynasty, a state of etiquette?How can you be so cruel?How evil it is to lure them to defect with benefits!They are short of clothes and food, and are dying. At this time, they generously offer a helping hand, selfless relief, and free relief. Isn't that what my Central Plains dynasty, which is based on Confucianism, should do?

The masters respect the sage, respect the good, be kind, and love the world. The masters take the world as their own responsibility. Love is called benevolence. With so much food and grass in the disaster relief camp, how can they sit and watch so many people starve to death like stray dogs? !In turn, they began to strongly demand that the chief minister immediately distribute food relief free of charge to relieve the victims of the Tartar disaster. Never did Shiyu think that these masters not only failed to help, but became lobbyists for others.

However, most of these scholars are well-known, and Wan Shiyu himself is also a scholar, so it is not good to be too harsh, and under their verbal criticism, it is a bit too much.

In the big tent, Wan Yu Shiyu was humiliated by these professors, masters, and gentlemen. He was powerlessly defending himself when someone ran in and reported loudly: "Master Fantai, Lord Fuguo, Lord Kaiyuan, We've arrived in front of the camp!" [To be continued