At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

I have to say that this group of Taoist priests came at the right time.

Chapters 3 and [-] Epernay

When Epernay passed the tall sailing ships, she couldn't help stopping to look at them, things she had never seen in the plains of Pannonia.

It wasn't that she hadn't seen merchant ships, but she had never seen such a tall and big ship.

Although the hull of the sailing boat was new, it had obvious wear and rotten wooden piles. Due to the extremely short drying time of its wood and the fact that it had been sailing non-stop at sea, it was only two or three years old, and symptoms that would only appear on a ten-year-old ship had already appeared.

Epernay took a deep breath, the salty smell of the sea breeze was still wafting between the ropes, and sometimes she could faintly hear the shouts of the crew.

"Don't just stand there stupidly, just keep going." Wasik urged, "I'm not here to play today."

Eperne nodded with some reluctance, and continued to follow the old Vasik. She is the niece of the leader of the Mohan tribe, and she was originally going to be a beauty to be dedicated to Feng Sen.

But Eperne is just the prettiest girl in the tribe. Feng Sen really doesn't like this skinny little girl. He has no choice but to acquiesce in Vasik's Puxin every time. The little girl came to meet.

The Avars were arranged in a village near the port. The weather was just right today. Waske, who had been delayed by Feng Sen for three to five days, couldn't sit still and tried to meet Feng Sen again.

And it was a shogunate official and an interpreter who led them the way. The official introduced with a smile: "Guests, Jie Shuai is out, and he probably won't have time until evening. So, how about I take you around for a stroll during this time?"

Vasik wanted to refuse, but when he turned around, he looked at the Avar youths behind him with eager eyes, and finally sighed: "Okay."

After all, after staying in the cottage for several days, the people of Avar really want to see the city, whether it is the flying white pigeons, the towering Tower of the Heavenly Father, or the shining city walls in the sun, they all want to see the city. It's something they've never seen.

In fact, Vasik himself was a little greedy and curious.

Under the guidance of the little official, all the Avars marched forward, while Eperne fell at the end of the line. She was twenty-eight years old, and she was at the height of her curiosity, and she was scolded for falling behind from time to time.

However, Eperne is very clever and can always find the team in time. Even as soon as the person looking for someone left, Eperne came back Shi Shiran.

He took out two Deniers and bought a delicious and soft hamburger. While biting, Eperne looked at the fish market beside him.

The fishermen held broken fishing nets in their hands, their skin was dark, and they spat at the buyers and merchants, coming and going.

There are still freshly caught fish and shrimp in their nets, and they seem to be responding to this fierce quarrel. Since the shipbuilding industry in Hamburg has gradually developed, fishermen have caught more and more fish, and some even went to Denmark. Go fishing nearby.

And fish is a common dish on the dining table of Hamburgers. Feng Sen often sends out fishing boats or buys a large amount of fish at cost price, and then sells them at almost cost price after simple processing, as a bonus policy.

"Dang-dang-dang--" The crisp and powerful sound of the bell woke up Eperne, and only then did she realize that she had been standing and watching for a long time, and she couldn't even see the shadow of the team.

But Eperne didn't panic. She identified the direction and moved on, and soon she walked out of the port market and came to the main road leading to Hamburg.

In any case, the Avar team always had to pass through here, but when she came to the side of the road and looked at the tall North followers with unfriendly eyes, Eperne felt a little regretful and afraid.

As if to escape the sight of these big Vikings, she continued to mix with the caravan crowd and moved forward. On the road from the port to Hamburg, the trees on both sides were basically cut down. The forest passage that Feng Sen entered Hamburg had basically become a plain passage.

The loss of forests has led to a small increase in the cost of pig farming, which is one of the reasons why Feng Sen wants to send people to fish.

As she walked, Eperne lost her direction again. She was a casual person, and after leaving those dangerous North followers, her restless temper became active again, and she wandered around the fields.

The neat wheat fields made Eperne very envious. Many Slavic villages would grow this kind of thing. The meat of this kind of wheat grows faster than cattle and sheep, and it rarely loses weight and gets sick.

Grandpa Vasik told her that the Han people were the best at growing this kind of thing in the past, and they were much better than the Slavs. It's a pity that the Yaohan tribe has forgotten the inheritance of their ancestors.

Looking at it now, it really is true.

"咴咴!" The immature cry of the horse attracted Epernay, who was dozing off by the tree.

Looking for the whining sound, Epernay quickly found a pony anxiously scratching its hooves behind the fence. It was about one or two years old, and a strand of white horse hair was very conspicuous in the brown-gray mane.

What a pony, Eperne’s eyes lit up. As a nomadic tribe, Mohan dealt with horses most often. For them, horses are not only means of transportation, but also production tools, weapons, and friend.

Epernay always wanted to ride a horse, but her pony was killed by a group of bandits from the local tribe on the way up the river, and then she really wanted to buy a new horse, but the horse was too expensive.

Looking around for no one, Eperne went to the fence and stretched out his hand tentatively. This pony was very spiritual and didn't recognize its birth. It immediately stretched out its hand and licked Eperne's palm, which made her laugh so hard.

Seeing the pony getting close to him, Eperne immediately grabbed the top of the fence, turned over and dexterously entered Feng Sen's horse farm.

Seeing Eperne come in, the white-haired pony was also overjoyed. It avoided the palm of Eperne's outstretched hand, bit the hem of Eperne's clothes, and kept pawing its hooves.

"You want my help?" Epernay asked.

But the pony couldn't speak, and just dragged her in one direction.

Turning over and stepping on the pony's back, Eperne said, "You take me there."

The pony seemed uncomfortable with someone riding on its back, but after a few seconds of awkwardness, it still pulled Eperney and ran in one direction.

The warm spring breeze poured into Eperne's collar, and she squinted her eyes comfortably. When she was young, she could often ride a pony and follow her father to run around on the large pastures, but after her father was killed by a Hun, such comfortable days were gone forever.

The pony's speed was extremely fast, and it didn't take long before it came to a stable, and a painful whine was coming from the stable.

It was a mare that was giving birth, and it was whining, and it should be dystocia.

"No wonder you want to come to me." Turning off the horse, Eperne scratched the pony's chin with his hand, "How do you know I will deliver the baby?"

Pony couldn't speak, and didn't understand what Eperne was saying, but locked her pleading eyes on her.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, her condition is not very serious." Eperne said calmly.

She has delivered eight hundred horses if not one thousand. It can be said that she has experienced many battles and seen many times. Like this, her life is not in danger, and Epernay will naturally not panic.

Standing in front of this group of big mares, Eperne could not help but feel a little envious. These horses are so big. I hadn't noticed them from a long distance before. Looking at them now, the shoulder height of these horses is almost as high as the top of her head.

It is indeed a Hanma.

Reaching out her hand to gently stroke the mare to calm her emotions, on the other side Eperne quickly took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and put her hand into it. Within a few seconds, she found the two cubs of the cub. With a light pull on the hind legs, the pony landed smoothly on the ground.

The mother horse turned around gently and touched the newborn pony with her nose, while the pony stood up shaking its legs hard, and went looking for milk on its own.

"Great." Epernay jumped up happily, but her legs never landed on the ground.

Eperney turned his head to look, and saw a thick bearded man with a full face, lifting the back of his neck like a kitten.

"Where is the thief who dares to steal my horse?" Fang Xinru said cursingly.

Epernay yelled: "I'm not, I'm not, I'm not stealing your horse!"

But she explained for a long time, but Fang Xinru didn't pay attention to her, just pretending that she was screaming, after all, he couldn't understand Avar.

"let me go!"

"Humph."

"let me go!"

"Oh--"

Eperne struggled to no avail, anxious and angry, he bit Fang Xinru's hand with one bite, and Fang Xin felt pain, so he slapped the Avar girl's butt hard.

"Snapped!"

Epernay's eyes immediately filled with tears.

"Let you bite, let me take you to the yamen to find out which family's brat it is, I don't even recognize it."

Chapters 3 and [-] Hanwal Alliance

Regret, Fang Xinru has only one thought now, and that is regret.

Regret that he was cheap, that slap, regret that he was lazy, he should have accompanied Jin Jin to give birth, but ran to hit the horse hanging.

Now, not only did he have to get engaged to this skinny little Rouran, but he also got a wild land where he ran to graze horses for three full years.

Turning her head to look at the little black-skinned girl who was watching him with half her face hidden behind the door, Fang Xinru sighed softly, while Epernay stuck out her tongue at him with a blushing face, as if I was not easy to provoke.

"Old Fang, don't put your face on your shoulders." Feng Sen patted Fang Xinru's shoulder and said with a bright smile, "Smile, today is your day of great joy."

Fang Xinru couldn't laugh, tears were streaming down his stomach.

Letting go of Fang Xinru, who was numb all over, Feng Sen turned around calmly, and smiled at the mixed-hearted old Vasik: "That's the deal."

"Okay, it's just that Captain Fang can..."

Feng Sen snorted coldly: "Do you think he is just an ordinary general under me? Back then, my mother had no children, so she raised these orphan soldiers as her own sons, and I also treated them as family members.

Lao Fang is like my own brother. He took me to the first time I drank alcohol, went to the brothel, and entered the casino for the first time. You may not know what a brothel is, but let me tell you, he can definitely represent what I mean. Are you satisfied? "

In fact, the relationship between this group of people is closer than what Feng Sen said. None of these orphans had names back then, and Feng Sen's mother gave them one by one.

Because Feng Sen's mother believed in Buddhism, in Feng Sen's tooth soldier group, all those who bear a Buddha's name, such as Maha, Xu Tuo, Langa, Baoxiang, etc., were born as orphans of the Feng family, otherwise Feng Sen would dare to let them lead the tooth soldier.

"Satisfied, satisfied." Vashke said with a strong smile.

Nodding his head, and sitting back at the table, Feng Sen purposely did not let people close the door, but said in front of the Avars: "Then let's continue, I know, compared to coming here, you must I am still nostalgic for my hometown, and I hope to be in my hometown.

But you are hated by other Awar tribes because you are called descendants of Han people... Can I ask who are there in your area?What do most of them look like? "

"Ah, we have Avars, Huns, and Slavs, basically these three types of people. Most of the Avars are the same as us, with black hair and black eyes, and a small part of them are yellow haired.

As for the Huns, it's the other way around, most of them have yellow hair, and a small part have black hair and black eyes. As for the Slavs, they are basically yellow-haired and eye-eyed, and their number is the largest. After stuttering for a while, Vasik said slowly.

"What about their relationship?" Feng Sen continued to ask, "Also, who is your Avar Khan? Where does he spend most of his time? Do the Avars and the Slavs have a superior-subordinate relationship?"

This time, Vashke thought for a longer time. He murmured for a long time before he said: "The Avars and the Huns have a good relationship, and there seems to be no difference. As for the Slavs, our territory is mixed with the Slavs, and they go out to plunder. , we often form alliances.

When we were not looting, we occasionally robbed each other, but the big tribes basically maintained peace, and the Slavs often made offerings to the Khan.

As for Khan's location, he spent most of his time near the Pannonia Plains. Although the Carpathian side was also his territory, he didn't seem to go there much.I only know so much. "

"I see." Feng Sen nodded, "First of all, I regret to inform you that, as I said before, I still cannot accept you, and there is no suitable position to accept you."

"But, but, you just accepted a group of refugees from other Han people..."

"Do you speak Chinese?"

Vasque fell silent for a moment.

"Listen to me, I don't accept you, not because I'm stingy, but because I'm angry." Feng Sen stood up, pinched Vasik's shoulder and said, "Han people, you have to have backbone! If you can't beat them and run away, what kind of Han people are you?

What about the blood feud of your slain clansmen?No more reports?Besides, what good can I do by paying a lot of money to bring you here?

I hope to get you, you Han people, but you don’t come here in a hurry, but fight over there openly. I said I won’t accept you to my territory, but you can become my vassals.

I will provide you with weapons, tools and technology in the form of a caravan in exchange for your loyalty, how about it? "

After listening to the interpreter, Wasik didn't know how to react. He had two predictions about the future in his mind, one was that Feng Sen agreed, and the other was that Feng Sen didn't agree, but he didn't expect that there would be "no promise, But it’s not an option that doesn’t agree at all.”

"Wait, allow me to think about it."

"Of course, it's easy." Feng Sen smiled and asked the attendants to bring beer and mint water to the Avar youth outside.

"Your Excellency, you said that we should cross several territories... several countries to swear allegiance to you, but what protection can you provide us?"

"As I said before being interrupted by the young lady of Epernay, a hundred well-trained elite soldiers, each of whom has experienced hundreds of battles, is led by this brave officer.

He will train you in martial arts, teach you how to control other tribes, how to build cities and reclaim fields, and help you resist the plundering of the Slavs and the crowding out of the Avars. This is the goal of the first phase.

When you have built villages and trading posts, our merchants will come here continuously and provide you with a lot of tax sources. In order to protect the trade routes, I will mobilize more troops and provide you with talents to manage. This is the goal of the second period.

Finally, I hope that you will establish an Avar Han Alliance, and all tribes that have blood relations with the Han people can join. At that time, I will come to Avar in person, and you will publicly pledge your allegiance to me!

What do you think, Mr. Vasik? "

Under the sunlight, there was faint steam rising from Vasik's head: "But, leaving aside the possibility of the last step, aren't you afraid that we will refuse our allegiance by then?"

"No, no, no, you will be loyal, believe me, you will." A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Feng Sen's mouth, a smile that made Vasik's hair stand on end.

When Wasik staggered away, Feng Sen turned around and saw Fang Xinru with a mournful face. He sat behind the table and said, "Don't think you're unlucky. You went to Pannonia and it was decided in a meeting before. The one just now just fell down."

Fang Xinru was a little puzzled and said, "But, why? Doesn't Pannonia have mountains of gold and silver?"

"You will know when the time comes." Feng Sen waved his hand impatiently, and the other party said Xinru, "As soon as you go, I will mention you as another general and lead the army alone. On the Pannonia side, you have watched the terrain in advance, are you afraid that Wei Huo will not be credited?"

Surprised on his face at first, Fang Xinru quickly became serious, he nodded heavily, and left.

After Fang Xinru left, Feng Sen pondered for a while, then turned on the Clausewitz engine.

[Prestige: 580]

Seeing this prestige, Feng Sen couldn't help sighing, because Li Shi's country has been in turmoil, some time ago, although the Silk Road business house can bring in income from the emperor's favor, it loses some prestige every two months .

Fortunately, during the recent period, the political situation in Datang has finally returned to peace. Although the number of people who can be summoned has decreased, at least the prestige will not be lost, and new talents can be recruited.

For the group of new immigrants who came before, Feng Sen did not plan to resettle near Hamburg, but arranged for them to go to Hanover and Salzgitter with a group of freed civilians. The current fields of Hamburg do not need more population for the time being.

For the newly established Zhechong Mansion, Feng Sen desperately needed some capable instructors, so this time, he recruited three warriors first, and Feng Sen pressed heavily on the button to invite warriors.

Chapter 3 Hadlard's Letter

He personally led the team and arranged the Han immigrants to Hanover and Salzgitter, and Feng Sen stayed in Hanover.