Sitting in the car, Da Xi covered his head, groaning in pain like a pig in a pen.
He knew that three people tied together were no match for Li Chengzhi, so he would not be stupid enough to fight or wrestle with Li Chengzhi.
But that doesn’t mean he is inferior to Li Chengzhi in everything.
Therefore, he got Li Chengzhi into a few cases, and he himself became like this after drinking.
Li Chengzhi, as if seeking revenge, sent an order to his bedside before dawn: recruit the general, and take charge of the affairs of the soldiers and civilians of the six towns.
So before the sun even showed up, Daxi had to get up and start his new job...
The hangover feels very uncomfortable, and my head feels like it's going to explode. My stomach is so sour that it feels like needles pricking me, and I want to vomit but can't vomit anything out.
Whenever this happens, nine out of ten people will swear that they will never drink again in their lives. But as long as someone teases them, they may not survive the night and will appear at the drinking table again.
Just like Daxi...
Zhang Xinzhi came over with a flattering smile: "I know that I have done a lot of wrongs in the past, so I have no choice but to ask General Haihan. If the general does not give up, would you like to prepare a small drink to apologize to the general?"
Even though he had a splitting headache, he was very honest. Da Xi said longingly: "Is it the sake that I drank yesterday that was not strong, was very soft in the mouth, but had great staying power?"
"Of course there is!"
Zhang Xinyi agreed wholeheartedly, "Even if I don't have it, I can still find my sister-in-law to ask for it..."
That's right, you actually forgot that this guy is Li Chengzhi's wife's uncle?
Da Xi smiled happily: "In the past, each was his own master and was sent by others, so you should do your best. Now that you and I are officials in the same palace, we should work together with one heart and one virtue, and we should work together in the same boat. Therefore, it is not necessary to make amends, and we can just talk about old times between you and me.
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Zhang Xinyi nodded and responded casually, but thought in his heart: Just as Chengzhi expected, Da Xi had a huge resentment that no amount of wine could dispel.
If one meal is not enough, then two meals...
The two of them followed the reins of their horses and arrived at the red soil slope thirty miles north of Zhenyi City near noon.
As the name suggests, the mountains here seem to be soaked in blood, almost as red. They look like a fire dragon, standing on the east bank of the weak water.
Countless civilian tents were stationed in the south of the mountain ridge. The break at the top of the mountain seemed to have collapsed, with countless red earth underneath. Thousands of civilians wielded hoes and shovels to chop up the mounds and load them into vehicles.
Oxen carts and mule carts were endless, one after another, passing through the foot of the mountain and transporting them to Zhenyi Town.
Only then did Da Xi remember that when he entered the city yesterday, it was like this outside the city, with countless people.
But instead of digging, we are building walls.
He was very puzzled: "Why not use local materials instead of going far away to take soil from such a far place to build a city?"
"Chengzhi said: The terrain near Guancheng is flat, mostly formed by alluvial deposits of weak rivers. It is all sandy soil, which is not suitable for building a city. But this place is not far from the city, and the mountains are all made of crucible soil. No matter whether it is paving roads, ramming walls, or building furnaces,
This thing is excellent..."
After a pause, Zhang Xinyi whispered again, "Besides, it's impossible to support these rebel soldiers and refugees in vain. They always have to find something to do..."
Da Xi took it seriously and nodded frequently. This is what is called trouble making when nothing happens, just like in the army, this is the case for all generals who are good at leading troops.
After urging his horse, Da Xi leaned forward again. Zhang Xinyi's personal guard raised a corner flag and waved it, and immediately a general came to greet him.
The person who came was very tall, riding a big horse nearly seven feet tall, and the stirrups seemed to be dragged to the ground. When he got off the horse, he looked like an iron tower, like a big bear that had lost all its hair.
The two brothers looked very similar, and Da Xi recognized him at just one glance: "But is Li Zhang the brother of General Li?"
"It's Li Xian who has met General Xi!"
Li Huang bowed respectfully and said loudly: "This morning, Xian has received the order from Langjun. From today on, he should act as a general and act like a general..."
He was polite and courteous, but I forgot when it was. I seem to remember Li Chengzhi saying that this is a stupid young man. If his temper gets worse, a gentleman like him would dare to stretch his fist?
The memory is so long ago that Da Xi only has a vague impression of it, but it is still from the old man's calendar many years ago.
In the past few years, Li Xian has been carefully trained by Li Song and has grown a lot. Although he is occasionally reckless, he is completely different from three years ago.
"Master Li, you are polite!"
Da Xi replied politely, and then explained in a gentle voice, "Without further delay, I would like to invite the leaders of the various tribes and clan leaders to the camp to meet with Xi!"
"Follow the order!"
Li Xian responded and sent his followers to deliver the order, while Xian led Da Xi and Zhang Xinzhi into the camp.
Recalling Li Chengzhi's confession before leaving, Da Xi was a little worried: "If the force is too much, will it be counterproductive?"
This sentence was not finished, and Li Xian did not react for a moment. Zhang Xinzhi knew what he meant, but he did not respond, but looked at Li Xian with a strange expression.
As the saying goes, poor mountains and harsh waters bring out unruly people, but Beizhen is completely the opposite.
Before Emperor Xiaowen moved the capital to Luoyang, the six towns served as barriers to the old capital Pingcheng. Most of the generals were Tuoba nobles, and most of the townspeople were Xianbei and Chile tribes, who were powerful and powerful.
After the capital was moved, the status of these people plummeted. And because of their resistance to Rouran, Yuanhong simply ordered that no soldiers or civilians in the six towns were allowed to move out.
Even if he is promoted due to his meritorious service, 99% of them will only be within the framework of the Six Towns. For example, when Li Chengzhi was appointed as General Huben, there were many powerful children of the Six Towns under his command, and their fathers and ancestors were already noble candidates.
There are countless people who have become nobles, but most of them are still officials of the six towns.
In addition, due to Yuan Hong's forced Sinicization and a series of measures such as reemploying Han officials, the status of the generals and powerful officials in the six towns plummeted, and the psychological gap can be imagined.
Later, in order to expand the number of troops and cultivate the troops in the fields, all the officials who were demoted, the generals who were defeated, or the households who were deregistered due to rebellion, as well as the prisoners and refugees captured during the war, were all sent to the six towns, which can be seen from the formation of the six towns.
Complex and sharply contradictory.
To be honest, it was beyond Li Chengzhi's expectation that the Six Towns had persisted for nearly twenty years until they were at the end of their rope and had no hope of survival.
Shows the strength of resilience!
Therefore, even if the treatment is worse or even harsher, as long as they have food to eat, these people will not cause big troubles for the time being.
Otherwise, why would Li Chengzhi send Li Xian here?
Precisely because Li Xian is a bit reckless, he is also stubborn. He always does what the gentleman says, without any compromise.
For example, Lang Jun said that each person needs to carry a hundred loads of red soil every day before he can give you a millet cake. Then he will never give you half a cake when you carry fifty loads.
Not to mention fifty loads, even ninety-nine loads will not work.
For example, Lang Jun said again: If anyone dares to cause trouble, he will be treated with thunderous means. Those who deserve to be beheaded will be beheaded, and those who deserve to be expelled will be expelled.
Li Zhang didn't kill many people, but he escorted many people out of the country. He also dragged their families and deported them to the north of the West Sea, leaving them to fend for themselves.
After passing Junji Mountain, there was nothing but Gobi. There was not even water to be found. I was afraid it would be difficult to survive for three days.
Just like this, under the repressive policy, there was great resentment in the refugee camp, but everything remained peaceful.
Just because if you stay here, you at least have a way to survive. If you go to Mobei, you will be dead.
Therefore, Zhang Xinyi had already expected that although Da Xi was ordered to do so in a critical situation, the errand was not difficult.
First, because Da Xi is loyal and honest, unlike Li Xian who is so unkind and ignorant of changes. He will definitely provide some convenience to the townspeople within his authority.
Second, Li Chengzhi knew that Zhang Chi was wise and secretly taught Da Xi his placement strategy, which was several times more relaxed than that of Li Xian who only knew how to impose pressure, so it was naturally much easier.
This is the so-called transition from frugality to luxury.
Oh, Chengzhi calls this...crash therapy!
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Thinking in his heart, Zhang Xinyi followed Da Xi into the military camp.
The camp was set up by the Ruoshui River, with a total of one thousand people. And the people guarded by these thousand soldiers numbered tens of thousands nearby. If their wives, children, old and young were included, the number would be at least about forty or fifty thousand.
Da Xi subconsciously had a suspicion: With such a huge disparity in numbers, why wasn't Li Chengzhi afraid of chaos in the camp?
It was noon, and the camp had begun to prepare meals, and there were also infantrymen and drivers preparing to deliver meals to the refugees.
Da Xi had a sudden idea and said that he had seen the strong people, but he didn't know how to deal with the old and the weak, so he wanted to go and have a look.
Zhang Xinzhi's task was only to deliver Da Xi to the end of the land, so he said he was too drunk and was unwilling to ride on horseback. Li Xian had no choice but to lead the way himself.
As soon as he left the camp, Da Xi heard an explosion.
The sound was loud, seemingly louder than thunder. Even though he was riding a horse, Da Xi could still feel the earth shaking. In the distance, red mist filled the sky, and it seemed like blood rain was falling from the sky.
Da Xi followed Li Chengzhi in the Guanzhong campaign. Naturally, he had seen the power of firearms and knew that they were caused by gunpowder. But he didn't know why they were used here?
"Why?"
Li Xian’s words were concise and to the point: “Blow up the mountain!”
Da Xi understood as soon as he heard it: the red soil should be blasted loose so that the people could shovel and transport it. But the strange thing is that after such a big movement, there were no horses neighing and no one howling. Isn't there an ordinary silence in the surrounding fields?
Even though the war horses in Xihai have been trained and have long been accustomed to it, these refugees have all recently moved here. How do they know what explosives are?
While he was doubting, the smoke gradually dispersed, and when he saw the scene under the red mountain, the corners of Daxi's eyes twitched slightly.
All the strong people were kneeling on the ground. Some were like frightened wild pheasants, wishing to smash their heads into the soil. Some kept kowtowing their heads, as if asking God. But most of them
, were all trembling with fear.
No wonder there are nearly 50,000 refugees, but Li Chengzhi only dares to send a thousand soldiers to guard them?
Even when I first heard thunder in the clear sky in Guanzhong, didn't I think it was a divine punishment from heaven to help Li Chengzhi defeat the enemy?
And these ignorant people have never seen a thunderbolt on dry land, which can even explode a mountain?
Naturally, he thought this was a miracle, and even regarded the soldiers who performed the magic as heavenly soldiers and generals. How could he have even the slightest thought of disobedience?
Da Xi couldn't help but think of the scene when he said goodbye to Li Chengzhi in the morning: The six towns were bitterly cold and far less fertile than our Western Sea. Therefore, all the people fleeing famine are willing to accept it and submit sincerely... Just do whatever you want.
How can this be a sincere surrender because of the richness of the Western Sea?
Liu Shen Wuzhu was clearly horrified by such a miracle and did not dare to resist...
But Li Chengzhi is not all bragging.
There is no such thing as free food in the world. If we can provide food, clothing, and tents, it is natural for these refugees to contribute some effort...
Da Xi suddenly felt more confident and more confident. He took a breath and waved again.
The convoy followed closely behind, heading east of the mountain ridge.