60. Torrent of steel
Out of Jizhou, I took this group of cavalry all the way to the northeast and out of the border of Hebei. When they crossed Jinzhou, they made a final supply twenty miles outside the city, and then began to turn to the march due north. At about the current position of Heilongjiang, he began to move westward, ready to play a right hook!
Before leaving, we agreed with Governor Qi that on the 15th, we would definitely arrive at our destination. And he will also send fine personnel on the same day to deliver Su Qi's letter to Nilan. Of course, there will be no favoritism, and there will be gifts from Altan's side a few days later.
So we did everything we could to march as quickly as possible, and at the same time to ensure that our whereabouts were kept secret. Especially after the customs clearance.
We uniformly changed into leather robes made by Qi Du Governor in the starry night, and the style was completely imitated from the standard clothing of the Black Carboniferous Ministry - it is not surprising that the two warring sides have always had each other's military uniforms, and the origins are also diverse. But for the cavalry warriors, they don't care about the origin of their attire, they only care about three points:
1. Warmth.
2. Concealment.
3. Unification.
In the hearts of these iron-blooded men, what appearance, what hygiene, and what image and temperament do not exist. They have only victory in their hearts. They eat on their horses, sleep on them, and they never leave their horses except for solving physiological problems.
Just for the sake of the order, to get to the destination as soon as possible.
I rode on horseback, and the bumps for days made the inside of my legs extremely painful, but I couldn't say anything, I could only secretly direct the strength of Han Jingjue to my legs, so the pain suddenly lightened! Here's the way!
And I can't help but sigh that the Han nation has been inherited for thousands of years, how many hardships have been experienced, and how many times it has almost been wiped out, but it can always grit its teeth and stand up until it stands up again, relying on these people, these people who are not good-looking at all, but they are the loveliest.
For example, in the society of the previous life, those sissies who did not distinguish between men and women were obviously men, but they were smeared with grease and powder, with orchid fingers, covering their mouths, and their bodies were full of incense.
This is a sick psychology, a sick aesthetic, and the harm it brings to society is far from being as simple as it seems. In history, there was an era when "sissies" prevailed, that is, the Wei and Jin dynasties.
At that stage, the mainstream society's aesthetic of male color was very peculiar and unique in history. Men are fashionable to apply powder to their faces, and even walk like a concubine who is weak in a bath, and they have to be supported by a waiter, which is more feminine than women.
According to historical records: "The habit of men's Fu Fan originated from the Han and Wei dynasties and continued to the Northern and Southern Dynasties." "When the Liang Dynasty was in its heyday, most of the children of Guiyou had no academics, all lavender and shaved their faces, applied powder and applied Zhu, and went in and out calmly, looking like immortals." So in those days, vixens weren't just a language to describe seductive women.
A large number of beautiful men were born in that era, Ji Kang, He Yan, Wei Jie, Pan An, and Shen Yue. Their beauty is not expressed in the traditional beauty of a strong male, but in the beauty of a female who is as gorgeous as a bewitching woman.
For example, according to historical records, He Yan, a famous scholar of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, "is self-congratulatory, does not move and does not move, and walks and shadows". It seems that the person who "Gu Ying self-pity" is not Lin Daiyu, but a famous person of Wei and Jin.
This is the sorrow of the times, this is the sorrow of the society, so after the Wei and Jin dynasties, the land of China fell into the deep darkness of the five chaotic China! Of course, there is the problem of the superstructure, and there is the problem of forces attacking each other and draining their vitality year after year, but fundamentally speaking, there is no root for self-improvement in culture.
So look at these lovely people around you, this steel team, steel torrent, steel warriors, steel hearts! I am extremely firm in my heart, with such comrades-in-arms and such faith, we will definitely win!
The sky is about to dawn again, we are hiding in the dense forest of the Xing'an Mountains, and the Xing'an Mountains in late autumn are very lively. In this vast green sea, there are cold temperate red deer, reindeer, moose, sika deer, brown bears, sables, pheasants, stick chickens, swans, roe deer, roe deer, wild boars, snow hares and other rare birds and animals, almost everywhere. The rod beats the roe deer and scoops the fish, and the pheasant flies into the rice pot, which is the place to speak. What a great goodness and beauty, heaven on earth!
I took a few people around and came across a lot of wild animals. There was a sika deer that had probably never seen anyone before, and was not afraid, but stood motionless twenty paces away, looking at me fixedly. I was about to shoot with a bow and arrow, and I suddenly found a few young figures behind the sika deer! So he immediately raised his hand to stop the movement of the sand.
Sand looked at me suspiciously, I pointed to the little sika deer behind me, and several people next to me laughed. The laughter alarmed the sika deer, and they jumped and ran.
The kite looked at those backs, and suddenly smiled: "Mr. usually doesn't blink an eye at the enemy and kills the generals, how can he be soft on the deer?" "It's in Chinese. This is also what I requested, and when there are people who do not regret them, they should always talk in Chinese.
I looked over there and smiled, "Everyone I killed deserves to die." And these deer are innocent, so leave them to nature! β
The kite muttered "nature" a few times, then pursed her lips and smiled.
The cavalry caught a lot of game, and Kite and Kuki Masataka cooked it into a delicacy, and we enjoyed a final meal together. Because when it gets dark, we have to go out of the customs and enter the boundless prairie, and then it will be the real wind and rain, wind and food, and sleeping. So we ate this meal very seriously, and even licked the oil off our fingers.
After eating, while it was still dark, everyone rested on the spot and regained their spirits, leaving only the sentries and the warriors who fed the horses busy.
Unrepentantly lying on the piece of leather next to me, I was closing my eyes to recuperate, and he suddenly called to me: "Qilan! β
I hummed softly. He said with a smile: "Your change is really big, in a flash, you have turned your hands into clouds, and your hands into rain, I don't know you anymore." β
I glanced at him, smiled, and said, "People change, don't they?" β
He smiled without regret: "It's true that everyone will change, but your change is a complete makeover, and this is not a matter of change!" β
I looked at the changing clouds in the sky and said softly: "The former Zhuang Zhou dreamed of Hu Die, and he was lifelike Hu Die. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know that Zhou's dream is Hu Die, and Hu Die's dream is Zhou? Zhou and Hu Die, there must be a difference. This is called materialization. β
He smiled without regret: "In the past, you didn't drop your schoolbag, and every time you read, it was the most headache!" Tell me, where did you learn it? β
I pointed to the sky and dropped my arm weakly. Maybe only God knows why I'm here.
It's nightfall. Our whole army was ready to go, and in addition to changing its outfits, we also changed our weapons. The standard long knives were left in Jinzhou, and they were replaced with scimitars for the Tatars. The longbow was put down and replaced with a horned bow for the Tatars. The spear was also put down, and there was no need to change this, because the Tatars did not have it - these barbarians, leaving the Central Plains, would not have the ability to smelt such steel.
Rub and wipe the face and body with dust, and you will already be a Tatar team!
Before coming out this time, Qi Dudu also sent us a group of soldiers who were proficient in the languages of the Tatar tribes that he had trained before, so that they could integrate into the various detachments. In this way, even if you encounter a situation, you can communicate and solve it normally.
I was given a half-race sonβChen Zheping, another named Abreulβwhose father was Han Chinese, and his mother was of the Tatar Gelge, a small tribe that had died out because of the annexation of the Black Carboniferous Tribe, including Abreu's mother. So his desire to join the army was very strong, and he asked to go to the front line.
I understand him, really do.
The dark night of the steppe, surrounded by rolling hills, one after the other, neither too tall nor too short, all looked the same, like the sea, without a single reference at all. I was a little unsure, because I had never been to the prairie. Abru rode with me, and when he heard my doubts and worries, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord, we grassland people can find our way by smelling the wind!" β
I laughed, shook the reins with both hands, and said, "Is it like me smelling water and finding my way on the sea?" β
Chen Zheping laughed: "Adults are so funny! Rest assured, we have a dedicated guide and you won't get lost. β
I nodded, and the kite asked again: "You say, these guys on the grassland, every day you either attack me or I attack you, I really don't understand, such a big, so vast grassland, can't you be alone?" Isn't it the same scenery everywhere you hit? It's not Dongying, it's so big in total, you can't even eat enough if you don't fight! β
Chen Zheping knew that the kite was my personal guard, so he politely replied: "People living in the mainland don't understand the mood of the grassland people!" β
He glanced at me and said with a smile: "When we Han people were born, we were in a densely populated and abundant area, as long as we worked hard, we could have enough food and clothing, and there were cities to defend, dangers to follow, medicine to use, and culture to learn." But the steppe people are different! β
He pointed into the distance, waved his hand to the right, and continued: "On the grassland, everywhere you can see, there is grass. Here, people are born and fight to live, because there is nothing but grass here. Population, steel, cattle and sheep, grain, these things that are normal in the eyes of our Han people, are all strategic materials that must be fought for here by the grassland people. β
He changed his tone and continued: "Here, you have more materials and more people, and you can live. If you have few supplies and a small population, you won't be able to live, like the ...... in Gelgar, where my mother is."
As he spoke, he lowered his head, and his tone became desolate.
I "drove" and pulled the reins, the horse stopped, Chen Zheping and the kite also stopped, and I said, "So, that's why we're here!" β
Kite Qi said: "What else can be the reason?" Isn't it just for war? Chen Zheping also looked at me strangely.
I smiled and said in a deep voice, "We're here to fight." But the purpose is for peace! β
I waved my hand and said, "Grassland peace!" β
He pointed behind him and said, "Peace in the Central Plains!" β
Finally, he glanced at the two of them with a smile and said, "The price of peace is war, that is, bloodshed!" So we have to win! We must win! β
After saying that, I "drove", shook the reins with both hands, and the horse galloped forward quickly, galloping firmly into the endless darkness!