The wealth of rebirth is deep in the mountains

Chapter 246
Xuan Yi fell to his knees and kowtowed, thought for a while and said, "Recently, several Marquis Wu have sent people back to Beijing to report on their duties, especially the Zhennan Marquis Mansion. The mother and son returned together, and I heard that they brought a righteous daughter who didn't know the details. Donghai The Hou Mansion simply photographed a daughter-in-law to come to Beijing, do you want to send someone to investigate the details?"

Feng Ze recalled what his father had said just now, and felt irritable, he waved his hand to refuse, "The unimportant people don't need to take up the manpower."

"Yes, my lord."

Xuan Yi hurriedly responded, and changed the subject again, "Words have spread from the White Grassland that the people from the beginning have taken away the prepared weapons, and now they have gathered eleven tribes, large and small, and it will probably take less than half a year to integrate them." The whole prairie."

Feng Ze had a rare look of joy on his face, "This kid is a good guy, usually in front of Xiaomi..."

He stopped talking halfway, "Forget it, go down and get busy. If you have news from the North, report it quickly."

"Yes, my lord."

Xuan Yi retreated respectfully, Feng Ze got up and stood by the window, sniffing the damp air after the rain, feeling a little empty in his heart, as if he had overlooked something, but couldn't remember, so he turned around and continued to sit down Correct the memorial.

Naturally, he didn't know, and no one knew, how much trouble his negligence caused today.

If he knew, no matter how much he paid, he would have to make up for today's huge mistake...

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world!
As the sun slanted westward a little bit, and finally fell below the horizon, the earth was shrouded in dusk, and the sky also dimmed, with stars flickering faintly.

After a busy day in Kyoto, except for a few streets lined with restaurants or colorful branches, most of the rest of the place is quiet.

The naughty children were taken home by their mothers. No matter how much money the men got back, they could have a glass of wine to comfort their tired bodies and souls.

The women tried their best to prepare neat meals and brought them up to feed the belly of the whole family.

But in the far north, on the white grassland where the snow has not completely melted, there is a tribe that is busy right now.

A tallow candle as thick as a child's arm illuminates the camp as bright as day.

The women in fur robes carried young children on their backs, but kept burning the fire in their hands, cooking the meat, or simply roasting the whole sheep that had been washed and stripped.

Soon, oil stains dripped from the sheep and fell into the fire, making a crackling sound, tempting everyone's guts.

Hundreds of young and strong men gathered around the fire, talking and laughing loudly while wiping the sabers, bows and arrows in their hands.

The saber is very sharp, facing the fire, it is so bright that it is frightening.

Someone couldn't help being envious, and when the kumiss was served, they asked, "This is really a good knife! It's even better than the one our original leader had!"

"Of course." The man who was praised proudly swiped two knives casually, "Such a good knives are rare in Dayuan."

Someone beside him also said, "That's right, if I knew it would be so good to follow the prince, I would have come here a long time ago, why bother to fight with the prince?"

"Stop bragging, it's not a prince who listens to you fighting together. If it's a prince, do you still have your life at this moment?"

The crowd was chattering and arguing fiercely. Some of them were dressed in shabby clothes, and some were even wounded. To be honest, the whole tribe just gathered some ox carts and horse-drawn carts and set up dozens of broken tents.

In the largest and best tent among them, at this moment, under the light, there was also a boy wiping a knife.

The bright blade, occasionally reflected in the air, could split everything easily like lightning.The blade is not considered long, and if a tall and burly man holds it in his hand, he might dislike the shortness.But holding it in the hands of a young man is perfect.

There is a thin strip of ivory-colored muslin wrapped around the handle of the knife, but it has now turned dark red. As for what the dye is, one can guess without saying.

This young man is the first year of junior high school boy on Laoxiong Ridge, a dumb boy whom Xiaomi loves like a younger brother.

But in just two months, if Xiaomi was in front of him at this moment, he would be surprised.

The originally dull and silent first day of junior high school has now lost that docile and harmless appearance, and the coldness seeping from the corners of his eyes and brows is enough to scare a few timid people to death.

Since the first day he set foot on the grassland, he led people to raid the enemy who had wiped out their ethnic group at the beginning, and successfully took over the enemy's herdsmen and all the cattle, sheep, tents and luggage.Taking advantage of the great victory, he wiped out and annexed the surrounding small tribes.

This is like ants, devouring little by little, growing little by little, and now his tribe has a population of 400, half of which are young and strong, and half are old and young women.If it continues like this, as long as he is given another half a year, he will be able to unify the grassland.If you become the king of the entire grassland, you will be able to...

Just thinking about it, someone made a report outside the tent, opened the curtain and walked in.

The person who came here is also familiar. The tall and strong grassland man who led people to Laoxiongling was named Dabu. After these two months of bloody baptism, he has become more robust and fierce.

But now he was holding a tray with roasted mutton, a bowl of kumiss, and a sharp dagger in his hand.

"King, it's time to eat!"

"Let's put it down," put away the long knife in his hand on the first day of the junior high school, just about to pick up the dagger to cut the flesh, after thinking about it, he went to the water basin in the corner of the tent, washed his hands clean, and then sat down again to divide the flesh, mouth eat and drink.

"Are you ready, let's go at any time."

"Don't worry, king, everything is ready. This night attack must be foolproof."

Dabu knelt down on one knee, holding the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand, the murderous look in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Chuyi frowned slightly, quickly finished the meat on the tray, and then said, "Remember, don't kill too many old and weak women and children. They will be of great use in the future when the grasslands are unified. Xiaomi said she has a way to help the grasslands produce useful things." Things, in exchange for materials."

Dabu seemed a little disapproving, but thinking about what he saw with his own eyes during the six months he lived in Laoxiongling, he couldn't help lowering his head, "Yes, Wang."

On the first day of the lunar new year, he reached out and took out a boxwood comb from his arms, and slowly combed the scattered and rough hair on the temples.His movements were very gentle, the more careful the fingers holding the wooden comb, the more careful he was, as if he was afraid of breaking the comb.

When he finished combing, he stuffed the comb to his chest again, and then patted down on the cowhide belt on his waist. There were various medicine bottles and throwing knives there. At critical times, he was saved not only once or twice .

He just stood up, held the handle of the knife, and said loudly, "Let's go!"

Dabu immediately raised the door curtain and shouted, the camp immediately became noisy, and soon more than 100 horses, carrying more than 100 knights, rushed out like a whirlwind, what did you think of the endless night sky, the boundless grassland...

The women returned to their original positions carrying the bullock cart that served as the gate of the camp, and finally continued to work.

No one thought of taking the opportunity to rebel, seize the camp, or do some damage.

Firstly, the dozens of long swords left by the knights were still glowing coldly, and secondly, they were also numb.

The grassland is no different than the Central Plains, it is extremely turbulent.

Even if there is no war, the small tribe will be annexed by the big tribe at any time, even if it is not annexed, they will work like this every day, and they will not be idle at all.

On the contrary, following the new king now, there will really be a good fortune in the future, as the new king said, the city was built, and they no longer need to wander around and live in no fixed place.

Under the same night, joys and sorrows, love and hate life and death, but they are not the same.

The night passed, and when the sky was just getting brighter, the sound of iron hooves finally resounded outside the camp.

The busy women who got up early quickly picked up their children, and the young and strong also got on their horses and held their long swords, ready to fight at any time.After all, no one knows whether the sound of horseshoes is from my family who came back victorious, or from the enemy who killed my family to take over the territory...

Fortunately, with the blessing of the heavens, although the knight who was running closer and closer was a little embarrassed, he could still recognize him as his own.

The crowd couldn't help cheering, and ran to open the gate of the camp one after another.The women hurried to work, relighted the bonfire, boiled hot water...

Soon, the brigade arrived at the door.

A horse team of more than 100 people surrounded more than [-] bullock carts. There were women and children on the bullock carts, as well as bound young adults, tents, pots and pans, food and other supplies.The most important thing is the herds of cattle, sheep and horses behind the cavalry.This is the foundation of the tribe's growth!
The crowd became more and more busy and their feet didn't touch the ground. In the blink of an eye, all the young and strong got off their horses. After drinking a bowl of hot kumiss, half of the exhaustion accumulated from the night's fighting was gone.

Surrounded by the bonfire, talking about the night attack last night, everyone was extremely excited. This big victory was smoother than every previous one.However, with the loss of seven or eight people, a large tribe was wiped out.

Chuyi took a cloth towel in his hand to wipe off the dried blood on his face. In the end, he was not afraid of the cold wind, and directly opened his sleeves to reveal his bleeding arms.

The tribe that was attacked by night had no shortage of good players. Even though he was provoked by Gao Ren for various reasons, and after half a year of sparring training, he still suffered a little loss at the hands of the opponent's warriors.

Dabu arranged for the captured manpower and supplies, and rushed to help.

Half a bowl of the strongest wine was poured down, and the brows trembled violently on the first day of junior high school.When Dabu was about to spray the wound medicine again, he was stopped by him, "Such a small injury, no need to apply medicine."

How could Dabu not know that he was reluctant to bring back the wound medicine from Old Xiongling, and when he was about to persuade him, a knight ran back from the outside and shouted, "Your Majesty, a caravan is coming!"

Caravan?

Immediately jumped up on the first day of the new year, ignoring the wound on his arm, and asked loudly, "Where is the caravan? Did you plant a flag?"

The knight probably ran a long way, swallowed hard to moisten his dry itchy throat, and then said, "A hundred miles to the south, a flag of wheat ears is planted!"

"Dabu stay, the rest follow me!"

On the first day of the lunar new year, he tucked up his leather jacket indiscriminately, turned over and got back on the horse.The dozen or so knights who gathered after hearing the news early followed immediately.Most of them lived in Laoxiongling back then, so naturally they also rejoiced.

The people in the camp were a little uneasy when they saw the leader go out suddenly.Dabu said a few words of reassurance, and then continued to work.After all, there were still supplies harvested last night and captives who had not yet been placed. During the busy interval, he couldn't help frowning.

The king's attachment to Lao Xiongling was deeper than he imagined.Is this good or bad...

Ignoring his entanglement, he just said that when the sun rose to the middle of the top of the head, the horse team came back with four boxes.

(End of this chapter)