This year is called power politics, who has more fists and more soldiers, December is close to the Spring Festival season, Yicheng is boiling again, but the hurried crowd is not even in the mood for the festival, there is no trace of New Year's joy on the face, and there are more and more people in the city who are rarely seen in the city on weekdays, and there are more and more people with pigtails on their heads.

It's really called a word of heaven, a word of hell, all the Qiang tribes in Longshang have to be forcibly incorporated into the Han people, whether you want to or not, after becoming a Han people, the Qiang people before the left side of the hair has to be changed to the right side of the hair according to the Han tradition, and they have to pay taxes to the government according to the household registration of the acres of land, unlike the previous free and self-governmental, need to accept the government to manage.

The only advantage is that there is no need to recruit endless labor like slaves in the old days, everything is in accordance with the formal rules of the Han people, and it can be regarded as a reciprocal status!

Moreover, this can be naturalized is quite good, the news released in advance, the Qiang people who are not qualified for naturalization, the Hu people, in January next year, will all be driven out of Longshang by the Han army, forcibly migrated to the Guanzhong Plain to serve as hard labor, this winter, the overwhelming army of the Han people has combed the entire Longshang, and the severed heads are still piled up outside the gate of Yicheng, and the death of those who do not follow is not a joke!

The mood was full of heaviness, and the front foot carried a gift to the right family of Longxi Hao, who was close to him, and the Qiang chieftains on the back foot trembled and went to the Yicheng official mansion with a letter of introduction, waiting for the official with trepidation.

The most aggrieved became Sima Yi again, the Longyou Hao clan is not as literary as the Kanto Hao clan, he and his Kwantung Shi friends were all recruited by Wang Hou as a staff member, and they had to help Zhang Ji and Yang Fu with grievances to register and enter the household registration.

With a population of 20,000, Qiangzhai and Dizhai have been built into counties, with a population of 10,000 as towns and thousands or hundreds as villages, and the administrative units of Liangzhou have more than doubled at once.

But on the contrary, sorting out these things, Sima Yi's political benefits are exceptionally low, he was born in the Guandong Gate, and he is not familiar with the local Qiang people, even if he uses his power to seek benefits for the Qiang people and become a big official, people don't necessarily remember how good he is, and the feeling of working in vain makes a group of Kwantung political enemies want to die.

On the contrary, Zhang Ji and Yang Fu are full of energy, because Wang Hou really fulfilled his promise, went to the imperial court, and promoted Zhang Ji as the Liangzhou Assassin History, Yang Fu as the Long History, and Jiang Xu as the Liangzhou General, and reported the list of generals in Yicheng anyway.

One step of heaven and one step of hell in front of the lively official government, it is really a vivid show, the leader of the Qiang people who can be naturalized and sealed is greatly relieved, holding the newly made official seal and going out, but it doesn't matter that the Qiang people who can't apply for naturalization are in a hurry at the gate, and some even kneel on the ground and cry.

In the cold winter, there are still pieces of snowflakes in the sky, dozens of men kneeling in the cold snow, crying so bitterly that they are heartbreaking, and the miserable appearance looks at the Qiang people who survived, no! The new Dahan County Prince, the village pavilion chiefs are all related.

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It's another Spring Festival that hasn't been reunited, but this time there is Sun Shangxiang and his own pearl in the palm of his hand, which makes Wang Hou's festive atmosphere a little stronger, and the sheep captured by Xiqiang recently have all been ordered to be slaughtered by Wang Hou, and the days are over, and the last bit of wine used as medicinal wine has also been sent, which really makes the army that has been tired for a year rejoice.

Then the bitter days of the whole Longshang came.

Just like Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang moved to Shanxi to fill in Shandong, the officers and soldiers fiercely rushed into the village, and the whole village was driven out by the military men with a rough roar, and a long rope tied the arm, and dragged the livestock out like that.

In the cold weather, even if the animal skins and straw that can be found are all wrapped around their bodies, they are still shivering from the cold, and the faces of women and children are red and even chapped from the cold, and many men in the family have just died on the battlefield, and while being led away, the family members are still sobbing.

But the Han soldiers in custody had no mercy, just like the villains in later TV dramas, whipping while walking, and scolding like driving livestock.

"Let's go! Hurry up for Lao Tzu! Damn it! You inferior! "020 reading

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Of course, not all Qiang people are willing to be moved to Guanzhong as coolies, and there are many Qiang people in Qiang villages who abandon their homes and businesses in the wind and snow with burdens, and flee to the south to Niutou Mountain in the Qinling Mountains and to Liupan Mountain in the north.

However, even if 20,000 Xianbei people were placed near Di Dao, Wang Houke still had more than 30,000 light cavalry! In the cold wind, a large number of Qiang people were on a difficult trek from pit to pit with one foot, and the sound of heavy horses' hooves suddenly sounded, startling the leader of the Qiang tribe in front of him to scream, and the whole tribe became frightened, urging the cattle and horses to rush forward anxiously.

But where can a man outrun a horse? And behind him, the sound of horses' hooves followed him like a ghost, and the whole tribe was so frightened that they were like frightened birds, and in the panic of running, even the weak old man or the woman and child with the child in their arms fell in the snow and no one cared about it, everyone took care of themselves.

However, it seems that suddenly rushed through a wind area, the snow curtain in front of him instantly dispersed, and the entire Qiang people who fled forward surrounded the cattle and sheep were stunned, and in front of them was the Niutou Mountain Pass leading to Hanzhong, but in front of the mountain, the dense Han army formed a long formation, like a black line crouching in the ice and snow.

And not only his own tribe, but also four or five Qiang tribes who escaped nearby, were also driven by Xianbei light cavalry and forced to this mountain pass like a bear hunting trap.

"Fight with Hangou!"

Roaring madly, the Qiang chieftain who had lost his mind roared in Qiang, pulled out the axe that had been frozen with a layer of frost on his waist, he roared and turned over his horse, and rushed towards the Han army, who was also frozen white.

Four tribes and hundreds of Qiang people rushed to charge tens of thousands of Han troops, which was both cruel and tragic.

But it's a pity that God didn't even give them a desperate chance, facing the wind and snow, the Han military captain pulled out his knife, roared the order in a hoarse voice, and in the sound of close footsteps, thousands of Han crossbowmen moved forward neatly, tilted forty-five degrees and pulled the bow, facing the wind and snow blowing back in front of the high mountain, and suddenly released the bowstring.

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The arrows were dense as if they had grown sorghum in the snow, and the corpses were lined with lodging arrows, filling the white snow with a touch of bright red, and behind them, the remaining Qiang women and children had no chance to walk to their corpses, and the men were drooping their heads, and their hands were tied with long ropes like cattle, and a large group of people were guarded by several cavalrymen and escorted to the east.

As Cao Zhang's wish was, Weishui, where the army was still walking when it retreated, a large amount of loot and military supplies were dragged on the ice with climbing plows, while those Qiang prisoners of war were escorted eastward in the troops retreating eastward.

In this wave, I am afraid that the population of migrating back is no less than 300,000, looking at the dense black and swarthy long line in the snowy sky, and the appearance of not seeing the head and the tail, Cao Zhang couldn't help but sigh and let out a breath of white air.

"That's a lot! There is no one else in the world like this! ”

"Then you haven't seen the Spring Festival!"

was also riding a horse in front of him, and once again dozens of years younger than a grandson, Wang Hou couldn't help but roll his eyes and snort!

"Spring Festival ???"