Super Cultivation System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 280 Yilan Tribe
Liu He made a decision immediately.

"Immediately send someone to Yinguan City to deliver enough food and grass for these 10,000 people for half a year, as well as some seeds, tools, and oxen. Oh, by the way, since there is an iron mine outside the city, let the three blacksmiths send a group of capable craftsmen to come over and lead some people in the city to mine and forge iron, which is at least a way of making a living. As for the rest of the tax exemption policies and matters required by the business, just send someone to notify them according to the military advisor's suggestion."

This notice swept across all the counties of Yanmen in just three days, and everyone in the streets and alleys was talking about it.

"Have you heard that the people of Pingcheng will be exempted from taxes for two years?"

"Not only Pingcheng, but all the territories that Lord Liu has recovered from our Han Dynasty will become a practice in this way. This is incredible!"

"Lord Liu is really generous. It is said that the number of Han people enslaved by the Xianbei and Xiongnu people is more than 200,000. How much tax should they pay in a year? Lord Liu is really generous. Not to mention that he also sent a large amount of food to help the refugees."

"Yes, one of my cousins ​​is a minor official in charge of logistics under Lord Liu. He has heard that the army's expenses are now greater than its income, and it can't sustain itself for too long if it continues like this. Even so, Lord Liu can still make such a decision. It is really a great benevolence and righteousness!"

"My last name is An, so there's nothing much to say. My family originally fled back from Pingcheng. If it weren't for Lord Liu, I wouldn't have a place to stay in Yanmen for the past six months. I will sell off my meager property in Yinguan City and return home immediately!"

"Brother An, I will go with you. Although my ancestral home is in Dingxiang County, my whole family is gone. I am the only one left, and I only know a good brother like you. Let's make a name for ourselves in Pingcheng together!"

"Thanks to Lord Liu, we have had good weather and good harvests in Yanmen in the past two years, and grain production has been rising steadily. Now we have some surplus grain in our hands. We might as well take our property to Pingcheng, firstly to reclaim wasteland there, and secondly to take care of our compatriots there. We can't let Lord Liu carry this burden alone!"

"That's a good idea! The notice says that anyone who goes to Pingcheng to reclaim wasteland will have to register the amount of land reclaimed every day within one month starting from five days after the notice is posted, and issue you a land deed. The craftsmen who go there to help repair and build houses and city walls will not only be fed by the government, but also receive a good salary! My carpentry skills of more than 20 years will come in handy this time!"

"Pingcheng is surrounded by many plains and rivers. If we cultivate the land well, it will surely become prosperous in the future. Let's go now!"

"Hehe, my Jin family has always been a small caravan. I didn't get the 30 licenses last time. Now Pingcheng has tax reductions and all industries there are deserted. People may not be able to afford other things, but my cloth business is absolutely necessary. I will go back and sort out a batch of goods and send them immediately after registering them with the merchant company! It is written on the notice posted by the merchant company next door that there will be a group of guards in the city every three days to escort the caravans and goods registered in the merchant company to Pingcheng. These free bodyguards are useless."

"Let's go. Anyway, there is not much land here. If we stay here, we can only eat enough. If we want to develop, we have to go north. Even if we can't stay in Pingcheng, won't Lord Liu have to recapture other cities later? It's better to go early than late!"

For a time, people from Yinguan City, Guangwu City, Mayi City, and other places in Yanmen, even including Luwei County which was relatively close to Yanmen, some carrying bags and some driving ox carts, all kinds of pedestrians and convoys, flocked to Pingcheng.

This notice caused a huge reaction in the entire Yanmen and even continued to spread to the surrounding states and counties. The person who issued it was not enjoying any comfortable life at this time, but had already led a large army and set out for Qiangyin County.

According to the news from the Flying Eagle Guard, the Yilan tribe stationed in Qiangyin County and Yanze area was considered a medium-sized tribe among the Xianbei people. It had more than 20,000 standing cavalry. Although it was not known whether half of them were borrowed by Budugen or Qianman, there were still 10,000 cavalry left.

What's more, almost everyone in the Xianbei army can ride a horse, leaving only 50,000 to 60,000 civilians. As long as they are old, weak, sick or disabled, they will mount a horse and fight when facing a war. So to be on the safe side, Liu He decided to act with the entire army this time.

"My lord, there are people a few miles ahead, but they don't look like Xianbei soldiers."

Two scouts came back to report.

"Oh? Go and take a look."

Liu He led the army along the way, and soon he saw a group of people working in groups of three or four with their heads down.

When this group of people saw such a large army suddenly appear, they became very panicked and retreated one after another. Those who were originally scattered everywhere now all gathered together.

Liu He took a closer look and estimated that there were about a hundred or eighty people in front of him, mostly children, the elderly and women, and there were probably less than ten young and middle-aged men.

"Ah, Gulu..."

One of the older students plucked up the courage and said a bunch of incomprehensible words to Liu He and others.

"Xianbei people!"

Although some soldiers behind them didn't understand what they were saying, they could tell it was Xianbei language. Several soldiers seemed a little angry and rushed out with weapons raised.

Seeing this, Liu He quickly raised the Yang Ming Po Ni Zhan and stopped all of them.

"Master Liu, they are Xianbei people!"

"I can see that, but I didn't give the order to charge and kill the enemy. Who told you to act on your own? You will be punished with twenty military sticks when you get back."

A few people seemed a little unwilling, but thinking about the strict military discipline of the Anmin Army, they didn't say much and returned to the team.

"Brother, these Xianbei people all look haggard, as if they have been through a lot. They are quite different from the Xianbei people we usually see, hear, and imagine."

Cheng Liang came up to Liu He and said.

Cui Jun came over and said, "I know something about this. The Xianbei, like the Xiongnu, have clear hierarchies. These people should be common people of the Xianbei tribe, who usually work hard. The cavalry we have seen before are warriors of the Xianbei tribe, and Yi Dun, who was killed by General Guan, is naturally a tribal noble. Only a very small number of nobles can eat meat and drink wine all day long."

"So that's how it is. We used to think that the Xianbei people were all big and strong, which would make them really hard to deal with."

Cheng Liang felt somewhat relieved.

Liu He said, "Look, what is the difference between these Xianbei people and our Han people? They are all poor and suffer from hunger and cold. How old are those children? The skin on their faces is the same as those of our soldiers in their twenties and thirties who have been training hard for many years. Although the Xianbei have repeatedly invaded our borders and killed our people, it is only the fault of their nobles and royal families. What is the fault of these people? If we want to massacre even ordinary people, how are we different from the Xianbei army?"

Liu He deliberately spoke louder, and the soldiers behind him, who were originally furious when they saw the Xianbei people, now felt a little ashamed.

"Da da da……"

There were bursts of rapid horse hoofbeats.

When everyone looked over, they saw a group of cavalry rushing towards them.

When the people saw the appearance of this cavalry, they did not run towards them, but ran away in another direction, getting farther and farther away from Liu He and the Xianbei cavalry.

Following the direction they ran, Liu He suddenly discovered that in the distance in that direction, there were some sparsely distributed black spots. Upon closer inspection, they were nothing but groups of people working.

However, Liu He had no time to think about those things now, because the group of Xianbei cavalry had already arrived in front of him.

An old man who looked to be in his fifties, with a sturdy build and white hair and beard, came to the front of the battle on horseback.

"Are you the guards of Yanmen Gate of the Han Dynasty?"

This man spoke Chinese very fluently, which surprised Liu He a little.

"Yes, I am Liu He, may I know who you are?"

"How dare you!" a young man behind the old man shouted.

"This is our Yilan tribe's Yilon leader! You Han people are too rude. You killed our Prince Yidun a few days ago. We haven't had time to look for you yet, but you dare to invade our territory. This is really too much!"

"This is too much! Chief, let's charge forward, kill them all, and avenge the prince!"

The Xianbei cavalry were extremely excited, and the soldiers of the Anmin Army also let out fierce roars. A battle between the two sides was about to break out!
(End of this chapter)