At the northern foot of Mengkui Mountains, smoke curled up from the kitchens in the simple military camps, and occasionally there were the shrill screams of large livestock such as pigs, cattle, and sheep, but these sounds were like sounds of nature to the ears of the minions and guards.
They thought of the superb craftsmanship of Zhou people's cooks and the delicious Jiannan Shaochun wine. They were all salivating, their legs were like clockwork, and they were getting older.
Even though some of them were more vigilant, when they saw that there were mostly Apan tribe warriors around the military camp, they immediately let go of their last vigilance.
The leader of the Wumeng tribe came, shouting and shouting with great enthusiasm, as if he was the landlord here.
The leader of the Luolan tribe also came. He was a big drinker. Before the banquet started, he was greedy for food, which made him feel as if he had been bitten by ants.
At this time, the Dali Kingdom had three portals outside its core areas such as Yangju City (Dali) and Shanchanfu (Kunming).
Wumeng City (Zhaotong) where the Wumeng tribe is located, Taideng City (north of Xichang) where the Luolan tribe is located, and Yufu City (Deqin) on the Lancang River in the northwest.
These three places are either in danger of mountains and rivers, or are protected by strong fortresses. Although it cannot be said that one man can guard the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it, it is no problem to say that it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Without the protection of these three lines of defense, Dali and Kunming, two relatively large dams on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, would have to face the threat of enemy forces on their own.
Yufu City was broken by the Eight Divisions of Xishan, and Wumeng City and Taideng City naturally had to be solved by Guo Rong.
Jiannan Shaochun is a good wine, and in the era when the Zhangzhou government strictly ordered private brewing in order to save food, Jiannan Shaochun and other few large wineries controlled by the emperor's internal affairs and the Ministry of Household Affairs were even more precious.
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Unlike the great writers of the Tang Dynasty who could write hundreds of poems over wine, in today's Zhang Zhou, even Zhang Zhao cannot openly drink wine. It's not that he can't afford it, but he must set an example.
Therefore, at the foot of Mengkui Ridge, the fragrant wine made the soldiers of the Youbao Tao Guards who were ambushing in the distance couldn't help but become greedy, and their hatred for these Dali barbarian chiefs increased.
In recent years, the benefits of Nanxi Prefecture and even half of Sichuan Province have been given away, and these should originally be theirs.
The sweet wine and the roasted lamb loaded with sauces and spices are an unparalleled temptation for these leaders who live in the mountains.
Don't look at this leader, that leader sounds like he is very high-ranking. With a roar, hundreds of men can rush out of the village with a roar. Except for the poor equipment, their combat effectiveness is not low.
But they were really poor, and they were completely different from the slave owners they imagined.
What's even worse is that the leaders of Jianchang Mansion and Wumeng City, that is, Xichang and Zhaotong, are not considered the core tribesmen of Dali Kingdom at all.
Now the core tribes of Dali Kingdom, the people of Dali Kingdom, are white people and Han people.
In the country of Dali, meat and soup belong to white people and Han people. They, the barbarian chiefs from far away places, are only worthy of gnawing a few bones.
To use an analogy, these border barbarian chiefs have similar identities to the Huns who surrendered to the Huns on the border of the Han Dynasty, and the Shatuo and Zhaowu brothers on the Tang Dynasty border.
Even if you are a leader, you often have to work in the fields by yourself. On weekdays, you just eat hard black millet rice with a little pickle sticks. If you can hunt wild animals, you can eat a meal of meat. The pigs and sheep you raise are not essential for the New Year and weddings and funerals.
Reluctant to eat.
So not long after the banquet started, all the leaders were drunk to the point of sixty or seventy points.
Most of the guards they brought were nephews from the village. At first, they could handle it without drinking. But after a while, someone started to bring a jar of wine, and the situation immediately got out of hand.
Although these young people can drink better than the older generation, they are more likely to drink without restraint.
Therefore, even though they started drinking later, the first ones were not completely drunk yet, and the young guards were all lying on the floor.
This situation made Zhang Xiancun, who followed Guo Rong to the Hongmen Banquet for the first time, dumbfounded for a while. Guo Rong was very calm. On this occasion, he followed his adoptive father Guo Wei and used it against the Tuyuhun and Khitan people in Daibei.
Amid the commotion, Guo Rong raised a huge wine jar.
The leader of the Lianglin Department next to him thought that Guo Rong was coming to toast him, so he put his wine bowl on the table arrogantly and looked askance at the handsome Guo Rong. He didn't know why he suddenly
A little sour, he blurted out:
"You guys from the Han family are better-looking than us, and you have a lot of good things like salt, sugar, cloth, and silk, but you just don't have the guts.
As a man, you should treat your death as if you were asleep, turn around and make a big scar, and when you meet your enemy, you should go up and stab him.
We all know that you want to kill the white Duan family in Yangjume City and avenge the Zheng family in Da Changhe and the Yang family in Dayining, but with your appearance, who would dare to fight with you?
If I work with you, I won’t be killed by the Duan family’s men together.”
"Hahahaha!" As soon as the leader of the Erlin tribe finished speaking, all the leaders laughed, and the leader of the Wumeng tribe also held up a big leg of lamb and said sarcastically:
"A few days ago, a businessman said that your emperor was able to overthrow the Khitan Kingdom, and he was a Bodhisattva of the Tubo people. It sounds like he should be a figure like Buddha, but why did he send someone like you, Inspector Guo, here?
We have eaten a lot of wine and meat from you, and taken so much brocade and silk from you. Today I will give you a piece of advice. Go back to Chengdu, go back to Chang'an, and find someone braver. Otherwise! If you want to attack the Duan family, then that's it.
Dreaming!"
"That's right, that's right! Supervisor Guo, you are a good person, but you can't do big things. It's better to ask the Emperor of the Han family to replace you. If you have enough good cloth, good wine, good sugar, and coarse salt, we can help you with the Duan family.
It’s not impossible.”
Guo Rong nodded with satisfaction. The heat was almost there. He had been feeding him for more than two years, and now he finally had feelings.
It has been fed to the point where although they look down on themselves, they have a good impression of the wealthy Han court. Very good, now is the time to drive them to do things.
"Since..." Guo Rong drawled his voice and looked at the drunken Wumeng leader.
"Since the Han family is so kind to you, why the hell did you still secretly rob the merchants of the Han family?"
As he spoke, Guo Rong slammed the wine jar in his hand onto the head of the Wumeng tribe.
Wow! The crisp sound spread far away, and the crystal wine splashed everywhere.
The leader of the Wumeng tribe was suddenly attacked, and after drinking a lot of wine, he was knocked unconscious.
The rest of the leaders were shocked. Some of them lost their minds when they saw this scene, but some of them had good brains and immediately got up and wanted to run away.
But it was too late, Guo Rong threw the altar as a signal, Kula, Kula's footsteps sounded, and hundreds of fully armed Right Leopard Tao Guards kicked open the door with a clang and swarmed in.
Drunk and not drunk, they were all captured immediately. Because they were so drunk, they didn't even resist.
The leader of the Lianglin Department had the best drinking ability. He looked around quickly and found that only the weak and useless Inspector Guo was easier to deal with.
So the leader jumped up, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and tried to hold Guo Rong hostage, and then.
Then there was nothing more. Guo Rong shouted loudly and jumped forward. Then his fists were like hammers and his punches were like wind.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Four punches!
The leader of the two forest tribes was beaten until his nosebleed splattered, his teeth fell out, his eyes were black and black, and he passed out immediately.
At this time, the chaos in the field had been safely controlled, and all the leaders were escorted in front of Guo Rong. Guo Rong pulled out a long dagger, walked up to the leader of the Mangbu tribe, and shouted angrily:
"You poor slave who can't get enough to eat, I treat you with sweets, wine, and meat every year.
Last year, the harvest in your village was not good and people starved to death. I contacted a merchant in Chengdu and gave it to you on credit for a hundred stones of black millet.
You don’t want to be grateful, and you thought you could die and wipe out the debt, so you sent people to push all the more than ten merchants to the cliff and throw them to death. Is this the case?"
The leader of the Mangbu tribe was dumbfounded. He thought he did it perfectly, but in fact it was not perfect at all. This bitch was confused by Guo Rong's weakness and thought it would not matter if he killed more than a dozen Han people.
Poof! Before the leader of the Mangbu tribe could figure out how to quibble with you, Guo Rong's long dagger had already been stabbed into his lower abdomen, and he cruelly held the handle of the knife and violently stirred it, tearing out the internal organs of the leader of the Mangbu tribe.
All cut into pieces.
In fact, Guo Rong was not particularly sure. After all, the road in this mountain was not easy to walk. It was not uncommon to fall to death or encounter flash floods or landslides. Therefore, he would not give the Mangbu leader a chance to defend himself and immediately put him on the spot.
Dharma.
Before the smell of blood spread, Guo Rong took the time to wipe the long dagger in his hand. With a smile on his face that made all the leaders extremely unfamiliar and quite timid, he looked towards the right leopard guard general Yu Hou in the distance.
shouted:
"General Zhang, take the people to destroy the Mangbu tribe. All the murderers will be executed. All the men will be detained to serve in the army to atone for their sins. The women will be assigned to the meritorious ministers!"
"Here!" Zhang Jianghou, who was dressed like a giant beast, crossed his hands and shouted, then dragged the mangbu head who was still twitching slightly and retreated.
There was a long trail of blood on the ground, and bits and pieces of heart, liver, and bruises fell everywhere.
Suddenly, a small tribe leader jumped up suddenly and tried to run out of the door opened by General Zhang. However, Zhang General could not tolerate him and knocked him to the ground with a backhand slap.
Two soldiers dragged the little-headed man over by his hair. Guo Rong slowly pulled out a bone from the waist of the bodyguard beside him, and walked over slowly wearing a white robe that was spattered with blood.
When the little-headed man saw Guo Rong, he couldn't help but scream, and then began to struggle violently.
Guo Rong raised a five- to six-pound piece of bone high with one hand and smashed it down with one hammer, first on his legs, then on his chest, and finally on his head.
Guo Rong's bones were smashed faster and faster, and he was also venting the same roar in his mouth, "Fuck you, you poisoned my messenger, you informed the Duan family, you intercepted and killed the merchants sent by me.
You also gave me a useless nickname. Now I want you to see if this bone is useful! Or it is useless!"
The screams suddenly reached their peak at first, and then immediately subsided. His struggling legs also began to twitch slightly. Guo Rong hammered and hammered without stopping, as if his waist had been aggravated by all these years.
All vented.
Because the Battle of Goryeo achieved unexpectedly good results, the imperial court could finally allocate manpower and material resources to deal with Duan Shitong's navy, An Nanjing's navy and Lingnan Han Dynasty.
Amid the splatters of blood and flesh, the little-headed man was already feces and urine, and his brains and plasma collapsed. Everyone was pinned to the ground, one head at a time.
After Guo Rong finished hammering the small-headed men, he suddenly turned around, looked at the headmen and asked: "These two dog slaves are ungrateful slaves and killed innocent people. Should I kill them?"
"Deserve to kill! Deserve to kill!" All the big and small heads kowtowed as if they were pounding garlic. Who dares to say that it shouldn't be done at this time!
Some smart people have already understood that Supervisor Guo has been pretending to be a grandson in order to capture all their leaders one day like today.
How terrible! This is the only thought that arises in the minds of all the leaders.
In order to paralyze them, Supervisor Guo pretended to be his grandson for three years, until even the Duan family king in Yangjumei City thought he was a useless coward and didn't even bother to send an army to focus on Nanxi Mansion.
"Supervisor, spare your life!" Seeing Guo Rong stabbing and hammering two headsmen, the Wumeng headman who was knocked unconscious by Guo Rong with a wine jar suddenly woke up miraculously, and then knelt down before Guo Rong.
In front of him, he began to kowtow.
"The Wumeng tribe robbed merchants, complained about the imperial court, and fought for twenty!" Guo Rong kicked this guy away with one kick, and then started to drink loudly.
"The Shama tribe took the reward from the saint and went to the city of Yangju to pay homage to the Duan family. They fought for thirty years."
Guo Rong sat on the table with his big brother Ma Jindao, picked up the leg of lamb that the Wumeng tribe had just eaten, and slowly started to eat it one bite at a time, not caring that it was already stained with traces of blood.
Every time he took a bite of mutton, he would accurately point out the guilt of the head of the family, and then the head of the family would be pushed to the ground and beaten with a stick, screaming in agony.
Only when there were only five or six heads of the family who had not been beaten, Guo Rong stopped eating meat and threw the leg of lamb on the table with a clatter.
"Immediately send a message to me and ask all the warriors in the tribe to gather at Mengkui Ridge. Don't try to play tricks on me. I know how many men each of you can produce."
Yes, I will give you ten days. If you exceed one day and one person is missing, I will hammer you into pieces and burn your village to the ground.
If you are obedient and willing to obey the court's orders, not only will you have sugar, salt and fine white cloth, but you will also be able to share some of the benefits of the Dali Kingdom. If you are not willing, just wait for the entire clan to die!"
A group of leaders were so frightened that they kowtowed, not daring to even say no. Then some guards in golden clothes came up to take away their tokens and took away the drunken nephew of the leader who was far away. They just waited.
When they sobered up, they were escorted to each tribe's stronghold to order troops.
Over the past two years, the Jinyi Guards have sacrificed more than twenty people in these mountains. They have long been disguised as merchants and have explored every place thoroughly, and even instigated a large number of brave people from various tribes to rebel.
Excluders and careerists.
Now that he has the tokens and witnesses, he can immediately mobilize the power of these tribes. Guo Rong is preparing to completely control Wumeng City and Jianchang Mansion before the heavy snow falls.
This year we have shattered the hard shell of the Dali Kingdom, and next year we can prepare to begin the siege of Shanchan Mansion and Yangju City.
In the Jin Ou of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the last three remaining areas must start with defeating the Duan clan of Dali.
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Thousands of miles away, although it was already winter, the Fushan Military Port was full of soldiers and horses gathering because Murong Nobunaga did not expect that Qin Pingtong would make such a big fuss after returning.
There was no way. At this time, the samurai of Japan were already in a suppressed stage, and the samurai of Kyushu and China were at the bottom of the ruling class.
At the slightest glimmer of hope that changed their fate, the samurai who were so poor that they couldn't even afford wild vegetable porridge started to commotion like cockroaches discovering food.
At the same time, Murong Nobunaga did not expect that Japan's military equipment had declined to such an extent.
The Weizong clan of Bunzen Kingdom, oh, they are called Qin clan now, but they gathered hundreds of people, and actually defeated the samurai sent by Dazaifu to suppress them. They could only huddle in Dazaifu and dare not come out.
At the same time, the Korean pirates who were living on Tsushima Island have taken the opportunity to land in Izumo Country. If Murong Nobunaga does not take action, Kyushu and China will be destroyed.
Although these two places are already rotten and can no longer be rotten, and they are still in the hands of the Japanese country, I, King Murong, have regarded these places as my own.
Nowadays, every time the Korean pirates kill someone, they are damaging their property, which is really intolerable.
"The army sets out to occupy Kyushu first, and then enter Ping An Jing!"
I'm on a business trip and just finished coding. Tomorrow's update will be late.