Jia Xu is a man of great talent, so he naturally pays attention to news from all over the world. He naturally knows the name of General Weilu, and Qi knows more than Ma Teng and others, so he can pacify Nanyang.
The Yellow Turban was awarded the title of Marquis of Jinling for his papermaking skills. Zhang Hong, a famous scholar from Jiangdong, said that he was proficient in the three schools of Confucianism, Legalism and Taoism in governing the country.
Zhu Kui personally helped Jia Xu sit down and sat beside him. At the same time, he personally tore off a piece of roast meat from the fire rack and handed it to Jia Xu.
"Sir, I guess you haven't eaten anything yet. We're in the middle of nowhere, so we can only ask you to eat some grilled food with us."
"General, I love you so much." Jia Xu was not polite and took the hand, tearing the cooked food with both hands and eating slowly.
"I wonder why sir appears on this grassland?"
It had been known that Jia Xu was a great talent in Wuwei Guzang. After Ma Teng led him into the city, Zhu Kui made a rough visit, but unfortunately there was no trace. He planned to wait until after the expedition against the Xianling Qiang was completed, and then go to Guzang to inquire inside and outside. Fan.
"Escape ears." Jia Xu gave a brief explanation.
What Kung Fu is the most powerful for a "poison warrior"? The Kung Fu that protects one's life is the most powerful! Even before the war broke out, he could see something was wrong from the clues and calculated that the war would spread to all the cities in Yongliang and Liang Prefectures, so he took his horse and hid in Qiang From my hometown, I went up to the Xihai grassland.
Jia Xu dared to survive alone on the grassland because he was familiar with the terrain and roads, and he was not afraid of encountering Qiang bandits and being kidnapped.
It should be said that many years ago, after Jia Xu promoted Xiao Lian, just when Duan Jiong ascended the post of Taiwei, and the Liangzhou system was shining brightly in the Han Dynasty, he also entered Luoyang and was promoted to Langguan for the imperial court.
It was only when he was a Lang Guan that he saw the crisis behind Duan Jiong's glory at a glance. After admonishing Duan Jiong to no avail, Jia Xu pretended to be seriously ill, resigned from the position of Lang Guan, and returned home to Xiliang to avoid Duan Jiong's difficulties.
Later, it was proved that Jia Xu had a sharp vision, and Duan Jiong's position as one of the three princes fell into the political whirlpool in just two years.
On the way back home from Luoyang, he was accidentally captured by Qiang bandits. Dozens of his companions captured him back to Xihai. When Jia Xu was in danger, he threatened the Qiang bandits and said, "I am the nephew of Mr. Duan. How dare you harm me?" I!"
Under the guise of Duan Jiong, all the Qiang people were frightened and did not dare to kill him. As a result, while Jia Xu watched this group of Qiang people bury the rest alive, he himself exchanged cups with the leader of the Qiang people and concluded an oath of alliance. .
"I will put in a good word for you in front of my uncle." After saying this, Jia Xu wiped the delicious food from his mouth, and rode away with the Qiang people nodding and bowing, and walked on the Xiqiang grassland ever since. , the Qiang people all give face.
"Then sir, there is no need to run away anymore. The Xiliang Qiang rebellion has been quelled and you can return to China." Ma Teng said with a smile.
Jia Xu already knew about it, and the Qiang people who had been defeated and fled back spread the news. After he got it, he was preparing to return to Wuwei.
"The general goes deep into the Western Qiang, but in order to conquer the Qiang, he must first eliminate the Qiang." Jia Xu asked.
"That's right. Sir, since you just came from the West Sea, would you like to help me?" Zhu Kui asked, cupping his hands.
Several people looked at Jia Xu, waiting for his answer.
Jia Xu glanced over with lowered eyes, taking everyone's expressions into consideration. When he saw Zhu Kui's confident eyes, he expected what he would say. Suddenly, he remembered the way he clutched his sword just now, and he felt in his heart Suddenly trembling slightly, he said: "What does the general want to know?"
"Of course it's the distribution of Xianling Qiang in the West Sea. Although General Ma Teng is my guide, he knows very little about it."
After hearing this, Jia Xu lowered his head and thought for a while, then said calmly: "Since the Western Han Dynasty, after the decline of the Yanyan Qiang, the Xianling Qiang has been the most powerful ethnic group among the Western Qiang, and it is divided into two groups, one is the herding horse Xihai
, and the other lived in Huangshui, where they now work with cattle and farm, almost Chinese-style.”
"General Ma Teng has told me that we are mainly thinking about the location of the Xihai area where wild Qiang and horses were first liberated." Zhu Kui interrupted...
"Oh!" Jia Xu paused, coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "Actually, the general is almost here. If we go another three hundred miles from this direction, we will almost be where you want to go.
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"Three hundred miles." Zhu Kui turned his head and looked far away in the opposite direction. Three hundred miles, a fast horse takes more than three hours to run.
Now is Xu hour, so we can order the soldiers to go to bed at Hai hour, sleep for three hours, and set out at Yin hour, trying to reach the Xianling tribe at Chen hour.
Jia Xu is known as the 'Poison Master'. Are his words true or false? Zhu Kui closed his eyes again and repeatedly recalled the historical records about him in his mind, seeking the credibility of his words. Soon after, he heard Zhu Kui say
: "Sir, would you like to lead the way for me?" After saying that, he closed his eyes, grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword, and felt for the last time whether there was any change on the other side.
Seeing Zhu Kui closing his eyes and looking fierce, Jia Xu murmured in his heart that while he was very polite and polite to me, he always revealed murderous intentions towards me.
This kind of strange behavior makes it difficult for people to guess whether they are sincerely asking for help or coercion. After thinking about it, it is better to respond first. He was killed by him in the grassland, and his reputation for killing scholars was also spread.
Not going out.
When Zhu Kui opened his eyes, Jia Xu also responded: "The general has your orders, so I dare not disobey him! But the population of the Xianling tribe is estimated to be more than 100,000. These Qiang people, men, women, old and young, all know how to bow."
Horses, with these 20,000 cavalry you are probably no match for me!"
"Thank you sir for reminding me, Kui has his own plans in mind!" Then he said to Big and Little Tigers: "Go ahead and order the army to eat as soon as possible and go to bed immediately. After three hours, the army will be assembled and set off immediately. Be sure to attack at the beginning of the hour.
Qiang tribe.”
We were galloping all the way on the endless prairie, and soon there were more sheep on the road. They were piled in piles. I don’t know whether they were wild or captive, but they were not guarded by the Qiang people.
Zhu Kui was running ahead. When Zhu Kui saw him, he knew he was looking for the right place. Jia Xu did not deceive him and shouted to the people nearby: "Everything remains the same. We will rush in later. Any man who is taller than the wheel will be killed."
"Remember, don't rush to grab cattle, sheep, women and other trophies. When this large tribe is destroyed, everyone will have a share. Anyone who picks up gold and silver on the way will be killed!"
Seeing the cavalry around him nodding in agreement, Zhu Kui said: "Let's go!"
After passing the sheep, the army sprinted for only a few miles, and what they saw was a large camp with tents and herds of cattle and sheep surrounding it.
At this time, it was just before the chen hour, and most of the Qiang people were still sleeping in their tents. There were still smoke curling in front of some tents. The herdsmen roasted beef and mutton in small groups beside the fire. The fragrance was lingering, and in the twilight light
Under the bright sunlight, the barbecue was golden, which made people want to eat. Some Qiang people sang unique folk songs of the grassland and were very happy.
There were also many Qiang children trotting beside the adults.
They had completely relaxed their vigilance. They had forgotten that Bei Gongyu had just led a large number of tribesmen to fight against the Han in Liangzhou. They had forgotten that this place was so close to the Han. After Duan Zhao died, they thought that no one in the Han army would dare to go directly to the Xihai grassland.
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The morning light is shining warmly, and everything is beautiful.
"咴lvlv..."
The snorting of heavy war horses could be heard leisurely. On the rolling lawns, Han army cavalry suddenly appeared, armed with spears and iron swords, and charged in an uproar before all the Qiang people could react.
"Xu..."
Several Xian Lingqiang stood in front of the cavalry, startling the horses and neighing. The knights on top tightened the reins of their horses and stabbed them to death with a spear in front of them. Then they turned their horses away and quickly looked for the next target.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, all the 20,000 cavalry had rushed into the Xianling tribe. The Xianling Qiang people woke up one after another and hurried out of their tents. When they saw a large number of cavalry wearing Han army uniforms, they were killing people back and forth in the tribe.
, people continue to fall in a pool of blood.
First, he looked for weapons, various scimitars, iron swords, and even anything he could hold in his hands, and looked for horses to resist.
The screams and the sound of horse hooves shook the sky. The cattle and sheep in the tribe were so frightened that they jumped forward and back, bumping back and forth. Finally, the rough wooden fences broke into pieces and scattered together with the horses of various colors.
Most of the Xian Lingqiang were unable to climb up, so they had to put their feet on the ground and fight the oncoming knights with their scimitars. The result is self-evident.
As the killing continued and the bloody excitement became more intense, the knight's face on horseback could not help but become ferocious, and it was clearly visible that it was floating left and right like a tide.
"grandfather..."
A young child emerged from the tent, crying in Qiang, and ran to an old man. He shook the old man's bloody body desperately, trying to wake the old man up, but the old man could never wake up.
, just a moment ago, after the old man had just hidden his grandson in the tent, a cavalry rushed to him and mercilessly pierced his abdomen with a sharp spearhead.