Soldiers come to the world

Meng Huo is half Han Chinese, so of course he knows where the root cause of the problem lies?The problem lies in the decline of the Han Dynasty. The chaos in the world in the past 20 years has brought the Han Dynasty almost to the brink of extinction.

It has been a fact since ancient times that the Han is weak and Hu Qiang, and it is no exception in southern Xinjiang. The decline of the Han Dynasty naturally made the barbarians look down on them, and they had the idea of ​​driving the Han people out of Nanyizhou.

Coupled with Liu Zhang's weakness, blindly retreating and forbearance, of course, the arrogance of the barbarians will grow stronger, and it is not surprising that the Berkshire massacre and looting of the Han people occurred.

But Liu Jing is completely different, scaring the barbarians with cruel killings. Up to now, in southern Xinjiang, the barbarians still call Liu Jing the god of killing. cry.

Of course Meng Huo knew the real reason very well, but he couldn't say it out, so he just laughed dryly and said, "Zhou Mu is very right. Only by solving the real reason is the way to strengthen the foundation."

Liu Jing nodded and said: "Then what is the real reason? I think it is caused by the wealth of the Han people and the poverty of the barbarians. It is precisely because of the inequality of the rich and the poor that there is hatred. To eliminate the hatred, we must solve the poverty of the barbarians. question."

Mrs. Zhu Rong beside him sighed and said: "Zhou Mu is worthy of being a person with the world in mind. When it comes to the root, I completely agree with this statement. Barbarians work hard like barbarians and go hunting with their lives, but they can still barely cover their stomachs. A needle can be exchanged for a chicken, a piece of salt the size of a palm can be exchanged for a goat, and a piece of cloth can even be exchanged for a young girl. It is really sad.

Therefore, barbarian women have always married Han Lang, but there is no saying that barbarian men marry Han women. We barbarians never hope that we can have enough food and clothes like the Han people, but no Han leader has ever said , I will help you solve poverty”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhu Rong's voice began to choke, but Meng Huo remained silent. He is much smarter than his wife. He is a Han Chinese. He knows that if they want to be as rich as the Han people, it means that they have to go out and get along with the Han people. Living together, men farming and women weaving, learning Chinese and Chinese etiquette, and finally the two nations merged together, and there were no barbarians anymore. [

I'm afraid Liu Jing said so much because he had this idea. Liu Jing is not a merciful person. He wants to completely eliminate the threat of southern Yizhou through the fusion of Han and barbarians, but this is by no means what he wants to see. He did not wish to harm his own interests in solving barbarian poverty.

After a long silence, Meng Huo wrote lightly: "I wonder if Zhou Mu has any solutions or plans to solve the poverty of the barbarians?"

Liu Jing took a deep look at Meng Huo. He felt Meng Huo's resistance. In fact, Meng Huo had guessed what Liu Jing was thinking. Liu Jing really hoped to use the method of national integration to completely solve the threat of the barbarians to southern Shu. This will not work in one or two years, it will take decades or even hundreds of years.

But at the moment, they can only use some special means to transform the barbarians, and they must be done slowly, not too hastily, because too hasty will threaten the interests of the barbarians and nobles.

Thinking of this, Liu Jing sighed slightly and said: "It is not easy to make the barbarians as rich as the Han people. It takes a long time to work hard. Although it is very difficult, many things can still be done. I thought of a good way. I wonder if the barbarian king is willing?"

Meng Huo bowed and saluted, "I would like to hear more about it!"

Liu Jing said with a smile: "My army in Jingyi and Yizhou has 20 people, and there are thousands of Qiang people in the army. The rest are almost all Han Chinese. Today I accidentally discovered that the barbarians are very good at archery, and they all fight. Brave, they are all first-class fighters. I heard from Guduo that this is mainly related to the hunting life of the barbarians. I was thinking that I also need barbarian fighters in my army. I want to recruit an army among the barbarians. Of course, I will Paying fair money and food, I think this is also a way for the barbarians to get money and food, I wonder if the barbarian king agrees?"

Meng Huo was silent. He knew very well that once his barbarians joined the Han army, they would be gradually assimilated by the Han army. When they returned to their hometown, they would bring with them the culture of the Han people, which would subtly affect the descendants of the barbarians. A means of assimilation.

But Meng Huo felt Liu Jing's sharp gaze, and he also knew that he might not have room to bargain. If he didn't agree, Liu Jing would send troops to the south, and the problem would become serious at that time. After a long silence, Meng Huo finally asked: " I don’t know how many barbarian troops the state shepherd needs?”

Liu Jing stretched out a palm and said lightly: "5000 people!"

'5000 people! Meng Huo's heart trembled. He only had 5000 troops in his hands. Liu Jing asked for [-] troops. How could he get it out? After a long while, Meng Huo hesitated and said, "I am not the only one who can make decisions about barbarians. I still have to discuss with other tribal leaders, please give me some time from the state pastor."

"Okay, I'll give the Man King a month to think about it, and I hope the Man King won't let me down." Liu Jing's smile was no longer so gentle, and his tone was already threatening. Answer, don't blame me for being rude.

Of course, Meng Huo also understood Liu Jing's deep meaning. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but his wife Mrs. Zhu Rong didn't understand her husband's difficulties. She frowned and said, "This is a good thing! It can make the barbarians have more income. Why didn't the barbarian king agree directly? I don't think there is any need to discuss it with other chiefs!"

Meng Huo just wanted to strangle his wife's neck and slap her a few times. How could she be so disrespectful to him? Meng Huo felt Liu Jing's cold gaze, and he quickly explained to his wife with a dry laugh: "Of course it's a good thing. The quota of 5000 people needs to be discussed on how to distribute it, how can I monopolize it?"

Mrs. Zhu Rong was about to speak again, when there was an exclamation from outside, which was the voice of barbarians. Meng Huo was extremely displeased and asked, "What happened?"

A personal guard hurriedly reported: "To the barbarian king, the soldiers outside are competing with General Wang Ping, and General Wang alone is fighting against a hundred people."

Liu Jing was also interested, stood up and said with a smile, "Go and see!"

Meng Huo and his wife followed Liu Jing out of the camp, and saw a hundred barbarian soldiers forming a large circle in the open space, each with a wooden knife in their hand, Wang Ping stood in the middle, holding a long sword about ten feet long. With a wooden stick, he looked at the barbarians around him with a sneer on his face.

Not far from the side, a large group of Han soldiers and barbarian soldiers were sitting on each side, cheering for their own side. Liu Jing stepped forward, and Li Qing, his own soldier, came forward and reported: "General Qi, General Wang Ping When fighting with barbarians, first you beat all the barbarians in archery, then you fought alone with three, ten, twenty, and now a hundred."

"What's the bet?" Liu Jing asked with a smile of interest.

"The bet is a barbarian warrior card. If General Wang can win against a hundred people, Guduo will give him the barbarian warrior card."

"Then what if Wang Ping loses?"

"If General Wang loses, he will give the saber to Gu Duo."

Liu Jing nodded, turned around and smiled at Meng Huo, "Why don't we make a bet too!"

"I don't know what Zhou Mu wants to bet on?"

Liu Jing gave Li Qing some instructions, and Li Qing immediately ran to bring a green horse. Liu Jing patted the strong horse and said with a smile: "This is one of the Hexi war horses in my collection. I use it How about making a bet?"

Meng Huo is a man of knowledge. This war horse has an unusually strong physique, slender limbs, and shiny fur without a single hair. After a long while, he took down his saber from his waist. The handle and scabbard were inlaid with precious gemstones. He said to Liu Jing: "This barbaric sword is also called the ghost-suppressing sword. Ghosts dare not come close within ten feet. What I love, I bet on it."

"Okay! Let's watch the battle in the field."

At this time, a hundred barbarians let out a cry, and they attacked Wang Ping from all directions at the same time. Wang Ping was originally a well-known knight-errant swordsman in Berkshire, and he was very good at close combat. He also shouted, "Good time!"

He swung his wooden stick to hit the northwest corner. He has rich experience and would never place himself surrounded by the enemy. He wanted to make a gap and then face the enemy head-on. In this way, there is no difference between 100 people and ten people. It was he who discovered a weak point.

The shadow of the stick flew, as fast as lightning, and his strike was precise and merciless, knocking down five or six people in an instant. He was knocked to the ground, but the barbarians kept their promise, and they automatically quit fighting after being knocked down. In just a short time, more than a dozen people were knocked down.

These barbarians were all experienced hunters. In their eyes, Wang Ping was a cheetah. They yelled loudly and quickly formed a new encirclement circle. They knew that only by attacking from all sides could they take advantage of the large number of people.

It's a pity that they were facing not cheetahs, but Han generals with sharper minds and more experience. Wang Ping didn't give them a chance to form an encirclement circle.

Even Liu Jing couldn't help nodding secretly, no wonder Zhao Yun valued Wang Ping so much, he was really smart in fighting and very strategic, his martial arts skills were second to none, it was rare for him to keep his head clear during the battle, he could be of great use.

On the battlefield, Wang Ping fought more and more bravely, and more and more barbarians fell under the stick. In the end, there were only more than [-] people left. Cheers and applause, at this time Wang Ping let out a long roar and changed his strategy. Instead of breaking through the siege, he rushed into the flock of more than [-] barbarians like a tiger. All the barbarians screamed and wailed, in a panic.

In just a moment, more than [-] people were all knocked to the ground by Wang Ping. Wang Ping put away his long stick and stood proudly. The surrounding applause was like thunder, and cheers resounded through the barracks.

[The thinking is not very good during this time, and Lao Gao himself is not very satisfied, so I just ask for your understanding]

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