The sunset was gorgeous and beautiful, and the originally noisy battlefield gradually calmed down, except for some sporadic wild dogs and scavenging crows that came out of nowhere, and were still tirelessly rummaging through the corpses, most of the places returned to tranquility.

The captives were stripped clean, and the naked were driven together and put in huge wooden cages that had been improvised for themselves.

People are like this, they don't feel how much they cherish when they have it, and they regret it when they lose it, even if it is a shabby leather robe on their body.

The same is true for Li Guan.

Li Guan, who lost his home and relatives, regretted how stupid and ridiculous his words and thoughts were from time to time, and gritted his teeth to say that he wanted to leave home and be independent and no longer be subject to any jurisdiction, but now it has come true, but there is no joy at all, only boundless pain remains.

Damn it......

For Li Guan, the damn nature is not Li Guan himself, but these Qiang people.

The Qiang people were stripped of their robes, as if they had pried open their fierce shells, and they were obedient like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads, but occasionally looked around in panic with their frightened little eyes......

Li Guan stood outside the wooden cage with a vicious and murderous expression, but after grinding his teeth, he still ordered: "Build a bunch of these Qiang dogs, no, two fires...... Don't freeze to death and become a ......"

According to Li Guan's own thoughts, he really wants to directly kill all these surrendered Qiang people to vent his hatred, but since he has now taken refuge in Fei Qian, then Fei Qian's will must be put in the first place, since General Zhengxi, no, Fei Qian, who should be a hussar general, said that it is useful to keep these Qiang people, so no matter how much Li Guan desires to get pleasure in the blood of the Qiang people, he must endure it.

Because this is Li Guan's only value in front of Fei Qian.

Unlike most of the children of the Guan Sergeant clan, the others still have some tenants of the manor land, and no matter how poor they are, there are also some manpower in the family, and Li Guan has no other resources except for a dozen or so guards, so if he doesn't hold Fei Qian's thighs tightly, is he still waiting for Fei Qian to come and beg him?

Since Fei Qian wants to use the Qiang people, although Li Guan doesn't know what Fei Qian is going to use it for, but knock the Qiang people in advance, grind these originally unruly guys, and let them know some of the rules that should be there, so Li Guan naturally thinks that this is his responsibility.

If you need to be commanded by your master in every detail, you are not a good minion. Li Guan was originally also a messenger, but now he wants to become a person who is used to being called, and naturally understands the key, only when he conquers the west, no, the hussar generals are easy and accustomed to it, and only then can Li Guan have the opportunity to get up from the bottom again......

For this goal, Li Guan will not hesitate to give everything.

Although Li Guan, he doesn't have much to give.

What Li Guan did, Fei Qian stood at the head of the city, and naturally he could see it.

Regarding the current misery of the Qiang people, Fei Qian did not have too many opinions. The reason why the Qiang people have fallen to this point is only because they were defeated, it's as simple as that.

Similarly, if the Han people were defeated, then the Han people's suffering would definitely be even more miserable.

And what about the next war?

Who can defeat and who will lose?

......Pang Tong wrapped in Dayu, walked over, arched his hand, and even his head seemed to be buried in the thick fur of the collar on Dayu, as if to resist the cold wind of the spring night, his tone was a little muffled, some indifferent, and said slowly, just like chatting about the dog that talked about Ah San and Ah Si.

"Why?" Fei Qian has just taken over this situation, there are a lot of things, things are complicated, and he hasn't had time to pay attention to the affairs of the seed family, but he heard that the father and son of the seed family are fighting to the death above the city and will not retreat, and it can be regarded as not insulting the name of the blood and courage of the men in Guanzhong.

"When I get old, I have been poison......ed by fire again," Pang Tong said, "and I have sent a team of soldiers in the name of the prince and the marquis to protect the species...... Well, I don't know what elegy you think is appropriate? ”

"What do you suggest?" Fei Qian nodded, a team, is fifty people, the size of a team rate, the general captain's headquarters private guards have this number, so Pang Tong deployed without reporting in advance, it is also the scope of authority, a normal thing, and this is also an attitude to the breeder, which can reassure people's hearts and do a good job.

However, Fei Qian was a little curious, what comments would Pang Tong give to Chong Shao.

Elegy, also known as elegy, is actually a nickname, originated in the Western Zhou Dynasty, originally a concise one or two words, so it is called a word, but later people feel that one or two words can not fully show their own style, so it is getting longer and longer, and finally it has become an elegiac couplet in later generations......

The nickname, one is officially finalized, that is, it will be written into the history, called the official name, and the other, just like Pang Tong did, is the people's assessment of a certain person, called a private name, which is basically similar to the situation in later generations, the official is sent to the official, and the people have their own civil assessment.

It's just that at the current level of Fei Qian, the nickname sent must be considered to have some weight......

"The words Zhuang and Ping can also be ......," Pang Tong snorted in the big cloud.

"Zhuang, Ping......" Fei Qian also smiled and said, "You can also ...... The dead are greater, so that's it......"

"If the prince is a pawn, if the prince is free, he still has to go to mourn for one or two...... Pang Tong said slowly, "At present, the Guan Sergeant clan has nothing to rely on, and it is ...... opportunity to be entrapded."

Fei Qian nodded, stood on top of the city with his back hand, looked into the distance and said, "Condolence is also the proper meaning, but is it enveloped...... Waiver for the time being...... Now there are more important things to do......"

Pang Tong followed Fei Qian's gaze and saw Li Guan standing next to the wooden cage with his teeth and claws, and said, "Hanmen? ”

Although it is said that it is necessary to change the status quo of some scholars, it does not mean that those who come up with knives and guns, see one to kill another, with a fierce and vicious appearance, holding the banner of death for those who do not obey, and fight to the end with all the scholars with open swords and guns, but to divide interests with interests, and it is best to use the scholars to do it themselves.

Fear will certainly frighten a group of cowards, but once a person overcomes the state of fear, then he will become more powerful than before, and it will be less likely to give in to fear......

Otherwise, the bald head would have won a long time ago.

Rigidity is easy to get tired, and softness can last a long time.

Then it is the right time to use a broken and cold door like Li Guan. The old signboard of the planting family fell, and it was when people were panicking, and the banner of Zhengxi naturally had an extremely attractive attraction for these cold families.

"Fei Ye ......" Fei Qian smiled, and did not sell it, and said directly, "You need to prevent the plague first......

"Huh? Temperature-proof? Pang didn't understand when he was unified, and he frowned.

“…… Spring is coming, and the rain is dark...... "Fei Qian saw that Pang Tong was a little puzzled, so he said, "...... Do you remember the plague in Guanzhong last year? ”

“…… Starting tomorrow, it will be necessary to clean up the surroundings, guide the displaced people, and collect the corpses, but whenever the soldiers of the Han family die, they will be buried thickly; As for the rest, gather and burn...... This matter is urgent, and it is the immediate priority......" Fei Qian continued, "...... If you ignore it, you will be prone to plague......"

“…… Guanzhong ...... Will there be a pandemic? Pang Tong couldn't help but tremble, and said, "If that's the case, it really has to be put in the first place...... "The plague thing, in the Han Dynasty, was almost not something that human power could compete with, it was equivalent to a natural disaster, so even if Pang Tong was smart, he was a little shocked when he heard the word plague.

"Well, as for these guys? Let's hang it first......" Fei Qian flicked the sleeves of his robe, then walked under the city with his hands behind his back, and said half-jokingly, "The cool breeze on a spring night is a good time to enjoy the moon and flowers...... Can Shiyuan have Yaxing to travel with? ”

It is said that it is to enjoy the moon and flowers, of course, it is impossible to really just see some flowers and moons.

It's about looking at a city.

Doucheng.

Chang'an City, the north is the Beidou shape, the south is the South Dou shape, so it is nicknamed Doucheng.

It's just that now Chang'an City is no longer beautiful, and there is no grace and luxury in its heyday, just like an old woman who is old and yellow, and can only guess the beauty of the heyday from the outline.

After Emperor Guangwu, the country's economic and cultural center was gradually concentrated in Luoyang, Chang'an City as a companion capital, after Guangwu, these dozen emperors did not really come to Chang'an a few times, naturally no one will bother to correct it, but it is already good to maintain it on the surface.

"Gaozu established Changle, Emperor Hui repaired the city wall, Emperor Wu built Mingguang, Shanglin, which lasted nearly 100 years...... Then ......" Fei Qian stood on the long street in front of the palace, looked at the corner of the palace of Changle Palace, and said slowly, "Then there will be no ......."

Kunming Lake was filled with silt, and Shanglin Garden was gradually encroached upon by the royal garden, just like the current imperial court of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"Prince, do you want to open the palace door?" Huang Xu asked on the side.

Fei Qian shook his head and said, "Just take a turn outside, don't open the palace gate." If it is a certain night, he will do his duty as a courtier, and he will be the ...... of the Inspector Le Palace."

Hold on to the glory of the night man, after dawn, what to do or what to do.

Pang Tong's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said: "In this case, I will take out the banner and line up!" Patrol the city! ”

When Huang Xu heard this, he turned his head to look at Fei Qian.

Fei Qian thought about it, sighed, and said, "Okay, just Yi Shiyuan ......"

"Yui!" Huang Xu received the order, then turned around and gathered the soldiers.

Fei Qian glared at Pang Tongyi's eyes, and said in a low voice: "I only wanted to see the scenery, which can be regarded as resting, but you made it a show...... Alas......"

Pang Tong laughed twice and said in a low voice: "What's so nice about this broken rubble...... By the way, what is 'sitting embroidery', sitting embroidery? ”

Fei Qian coughed and said, "Well, it's 'sitting embroidery', sitting and embroidering in front of the public...... Do you say it's uncomfortable? ”

"What's so uncomfortable with embroidery? I don't think those women embroider almost every day? Pang Tong suddenly cast his eyes, looked up and down Fei Qian's body a few times, and said with a smile, "...... I see! Sure enough, it's 'sitting embroidery', this word is good, this statement is really good...... Well, 'sit embroidery', hahaha......"

The banner of the general of Zhengxi was erected high, and the three-color flags fluttered in the night wind.

Twenty cavalry in front lined up in two columns, followed by fifty heavily armed guards, protecting Fei Qian and Pang Tong in the middle, and then followed by thirty cavalrymen, pulling out a long queue.

"The Great Han Expedition to the West General patrols the city!"

"Idle and retreat!"

"I said," said Pang Tong, looking up at the fluttering tricolor flag, swaying on horseback, "I've always wanted to ask...... Why do you want to use three colors? ”

“…… What ...... this?" Fei Qian coughed, rolled his eyelids, and said without changing his face, "Blue symbolizes the sky, but also symbolizes glory, calmness, and infinite exploration; Cyan symbolizes the earth, but also the harvest, strength, and eternal hope; Red ......"

The cyan of the Han Dynasty was not the light color of later generations, but indigo, which was a darker color almost similar to blue-black.

"Symbolizing people? Flame? Bloody and fighting? Pang Tong drew inferences from each other and said.

"Uh-huh, hehe-hey...... So the red color is in the middle, which means that we Han people ......" Fei Qian smiled and said, "Stand up to the sky!" How is it? ”

"That's it!" Pang Tong's eyes were shining, he looked at the flag, and couldn't help but praise, "Tsk, it's amazing, well, it's amazing...... Heaven and earth, man, ......"

Fei Qian laughed twice, and secretly glanced at the tricolor flag with his eyes, well, Pang Tong didn't ask, he didn't even find that such a tricolor flag had such a special symbolic meaning......

Well, I must have thought that way, it must be.

"Guys, do you understand?" Pang Tong suddenly raised his arm high, pointed to the flag, rushed to the left and right, and shouted loudly: "Blue is the sky!" Cyan for the ground! We were born between heaven and earth, and we should stand up to the heavens and the earth, so as not to dishonor the name of our Han people! ”

"Yui!" Almost at the same time, the soldiers in the queue looked at the tricolor banner, subconsciously raised their blades in greeting, and said in unison, "Stand up to the sky and the earth, and not dishonor the name of our Han people!" ”

"What, I can't hear you!" Pang Tong roared almost without a teacher.

"Stand up to the sky! Fang is not humiliated! Wait! The name of the Han people! ”

The guards on the left and right, even Huang Xu pulled his neck, and shouted loudly with his green muscles exposed.

The sound was like muffled thunder, rolling across the Changle Palace, rushing towards the west......

At this time, it was the time of fainting, many people in Chang'an City saw the chaos outside the city calming down, and finally took a breath of air, exhausted and ready to rest, although it was not silent, but suddenly heard such an explosion rolling through the sky of Chang'an City, and many people were even frightened to fall from the couch.

"Standing up to the sky?"

"Don't dishonor the name of the Han people?"

This night, many people wore small clothes, stood or sitting, and stood for a while, until they sneezed repeatedly, they reacted and got into the bed, but even so, they still tossed and turned, unable to sleep......