Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty Chapter 834: Leading sheep

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Early summer is the most lush season of the year, and the same applies to the northwestern border.

The cavalry group on the north bank of the Yellow River is moving slowly. The skin of Feng Jiye's face was old and dark, his beard was unkempt, and his brand-new armor cloak seemed to be draped over a beggar. He was talking endlessly with the civilian officers and generals of the supervising army.

"Sheep herding is very slow, it takes almost a year to grow up, and it may be sick and lose money... It is better to farm a field, planting grains and beans, and harvest two or three seasons a year."

The civil officer smiled and said: "General Feng returned to his hometown, and he has a lot of experience in herding sheep and farming."

Feng Jiye nodded and said: "But farming and herding sheep are not the fastest way to harvest."

The civil official asked with great interest: "What is the fastest way?"

Feng Jiye said seriously: "Go to other people's sheep pen to lead sheep...Of course you have to go with a knife and gun."

The civil official's face stiffened, and it took a while to follow Feng Jiye's topic, and said helplessly: "But the person who was led by the sheep must be very upset, and the trouble will be serious."

Feng Jiye caressed his hand and said: "You are right! But this method is too easy, no matter what, everyone wants to do it. If the official is "led" away by the horse, we will be very unhappy, otherwise we will come here. What are you doing?"

While speaking, a group of people rode up to a hillside, and everyone involuntarily took the reins and looked at the scenery in front of them. Everyone was shocked by the scenery!

The gentle slopes, wide sight; the dry weather makes the sky clear and clean. A clear and shallow river divides the earth into two distinct sides. The north side is swan-yellow sand, and there is no variegated color from afar; the river bank has dark green trees; the south bank is a patch of grass, which is more color than woods. Slightly shallower.

Such a layered scene color, it seems that only here can be appreciated.

Some sheep are slowly moving on the grass to graze. There is a tent next to the woods, surrounded by wooden fences. The scattered horsemen in the flock seemed to have noticed the number of riders appearing on the hillside. They were looking up and watching.

Civil official said: "The tribes in the south of Lingzhou have always been in harmony with the border town. It is definitely not their work to rob the horses."

Feng Jiye shook his head and said: "You don't understand. After they snatched it, they thought horse meat was not good, so they traded with others for sheep. Now let's move the sheep back!"

Feng Jiye pulled out the saber from his back "swish" after he said, then turned around and beckoned, more cavalry rushed up the mountain. The people on the pasture below patted their horses and ran towards the camp.

"Two-legged kill, four-legged lead!" Feng Jiye shouted.

The army screamed in excitement. Amid the noise, the hooves of horses roared, and a group of light cavalry in plate armor swarmed down the hillside, the red flag and the cyan flag were separated on both sides, and the horses rushed down in two waves, like a flash flood. Torrent. The beautiful scenery of Jingning was immediately full of noise.

A group of party men with small round hats ran out of the camp on horseback, waving their hands and yelling. One of them tied a white turban to a branch and waved in a frantic manner.

"Pop!" There was a sudden chord, and the man waving the turban screamed and fell off his horse. Then there was a crackling string, arrows fell like a rain, several party members were suddenly covered with reeds, and horses knelt and neighed.

In a short while, there was a "clam" sound around the fence, Xu Jun's cavalry easily knocked over the railing, and the rebels rushed in, making a mess inside.

Feng Jiye screamed and rushed between the tents. When he saw two or three people running out of the tent, he kicked and smashed straight ahead, screaming and splashing blood immediately. Soon I saw smoke from not far away, the flames gradually rose up, and there were crazy shouts all around.

A cavalryman opened his bow and arrows on his horse, his back was straight, and his movements were very skillful. In a blink of an eye, someone rushed to the ground.

"Wow..." Not far away, a little girl with pigtails stood there, raising her head and crying, with several corpses lying beside her. The cavalry passed her one after another, but no one paid any attention to the little girl.

In the smoky tent next to it, two people covered in fire suddenly rushed out, yelling in horror, rolling on the ground, their hands chaotically scratching on the burning fur, the smell spread, and the hiss cracked. The cry of the lungs was terrible.

The camp was quickly pierced by the cavalry, with fires flickering and smoke everywhere. The striker has rushed into the woods, chasing the escaped. Some of the cavalry had dismounted, rummaging through the dead bodies for valuables, and there was chaos around.

A group of Xu Jun cavalry drove a dozen people over. Unexpectedly, Feng Jiye was furious and roared: "What about those people? Go catch the sheep!"

Everyone picked up their weapons and slashed at the captives. The captives who had recovered from their senses ran away. One of them staggered and fell to the ground. He turned around and saw a Sergeant Xu pulling his bow right against him. With a bang on his forehead, the iron cluster of arrows pressed against his forehead and pierced into his forehead violently, and the person's pupils suddenly diverged.

Feng Jiye turned his head to his soldiers and said: "Tell them not to burn, we can station on the spot. Catch the party members from the tent and kill them!"

There was chaos nearby, and there were screams from time to time in the woods ahead. Feng Jiye jumped off his horse and saw an injured person next to him groaning. He stepped forward and stabbed that person’s neck with a knife. He was vomiting blood with his hands covering his neck and his mouth was vomiting blood, and his legs were constantly twitching on the ground. Feng Jiye calmly grabbed the fur from the man and wiped the horse|blade.

The civilian next to him stood there looking at Feng Jiye, already staying.

Feng Jiye put the knife back in the scabbard, and turned his head to look at the military officer of the supervising army: "You can get so many fat sheep in one day, much faster than keeping sheep for eight or nine months."

Civilian: "..."

One after another, blood-stained officers came back to report, but Feng Jiye stood in the camp and looked around. After a long time, he said: "This place is close to the Yellow River, there are oasis water plants, there must be more than one tribe. The Chinese army is stationed here, and the tribes are scattered, and the sheep within a radius of tens of miles are taken away."

"General wise!" The generals clasped their fists.

The supervising army stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "General Feng does this and so on, beware of the fall of the fall."

Unexpectedly, Feng Jiye sneered: "I was in the army when he was more than ten years old. I never felt that I was settled because of killing too many people. A few years ago, a group of party members asked the emperor to kill me. Am I dead? I just went back to my hometown to raise sheep and cultivate my character. A few years, hey!"

"The general is well-trained!" The Superintendent stared round his eyes, looking at the various tragic dead|corpses and groaning wounded people around him.

...It didn't take long for the messenger of the Dangxiang Posthouse to find Zhede crying and crying in Lingzhou. "Xu Jun cavalry, with all weapons and armors, rushed into the pasture, regardless of men, women, old or young, slaughtered the unarmed herdsmen | slaughtered all the things..." "They didn't even let them go, burned them down. The camp is full of scorched corpses." "There are hanging corpses in the woods, and places with water plants are like underground houses..."

Zhe Demei looked helpless and said: "Feng Jiye's men cannot be managed by my father."

If he must manage, of course he can manage Feng Jiye, but now he can't admit it, so he has to talk nonsense. Zhe De Feigang was appointed and dispatched to the west, commander of the Pingxia Army. Feng Jiye's cavalry was part of the Pingxia Army.

The messenger said with weeping face: "Zhegong must take care of it. That guy is looting and killing innocent people everywhere like a mad|dog! Innocent and indebted, Ye Ci robbed the court army and horses, and Xu Jun shouldn’t be looking for it. Ye Ci's questioning, what is it with us!"

Zhe Defu said: "Your envoy can write a memorial, and my government will send someone to Tokyo."

The messenger said in amazement: "What's the use? Feng Jiye was not sent by the emperor?"

Zhe De thought carefully, he should not buckle the pot on the head of the official, and Feng Jiye should remember what he did. He still understands this rule. At the moment it is easy to say: "There are so many imperial government offices, and the officials cannot manage so many things. Feng Jiye came back from the relationship he found."

At this time, the guard reported to the people who reported that the Ye Cishi was in the Lingzhou Posthouse to see him. Zhe Demei asked people to come in and talk.

Several party members wearing bowler hats came in, and Ye Cishi bowed with his hands on his chest: "Our leader asked to suspend the army, and the leader promised to send the warhorse and criminals to Lingzhou, and he will not rob him again. Business route."

Zhe De confided in his heart: Li Chuyun's tens of thousands of troops are already on the way, how can you say that you can make peace or grab and grab?

He frowned and thought for a while, before putting the responsibility away, he said: "Now, Xu Jun in Lingzhou is not punishing criminals, but because Feng Jiye is in Lingzhou. As long as Feng Jiye leaves office, what can everyone do? Sit down and discuss."

A party member asked: "The Emperor Xu can't control Feng Jiye?"

Zhe Defei glared at him: "The emperor is two thousand miles away, how can he know everything?"

The people below talked a lot in Dangxiang language. Zhe Demei understands Dangxiang language. I heard some of them say that the emperor of the Central Plains built a palace with a radius of hundreds of miles and was with tens of thousands of wives, concubines and beauties. It's easy to see, but it doesn't make sense...

Zhe De Fei Zuo didn't hear it, and he pondered for a moment and said, "If the tribes handed over Li Yiyin, there might be a way to resolve the conflict."

The envoys in the lobby unanimously denied receiving Li Yiyin.

After hearing this, Zhe Demei's face changed, and he was very upset: "Then there is nothing to talk about. See you off!"

A group of party members looked at each other and bowed out from the lobby door. They were still discussing, and someone suggested: "Princess Yueji is the imperial concubine Da Xu. I heard that he is very favored by the emperor of the Central Plains. You can send an envoy to Tokyo and try to meet the princess Yueji and ask her to persuade the emperor of the Central Plains."

Many people agreed with this idea. Only the looted tribal messengers were impatient, thinking that after going to Tokyo, two thousand miles away, their people would be almost killed.

These messengers just wanted to ease the situation, but the people in the party clan probably did not have this attitude. The leaders of the tribes should have been furious at this time.