Chapter 41: The Evil One's Iron Heart Source

In the extremely unproductive Western Regions, the construction of a qanats means that there will be an oasis in the desolate Gobi.

If there is an oasis in the Gobi, there will be people, and with people, this place will no longer belong to the wilderness.

A stream of water feeds a piece of land, feeds a piece of livestock, and feeds some people is the truest portrayal of the Western Regions.

No one dared or wanted to destroy a well-built and functioning qanats.

Even the most vicious horse thieves would not dare to do this, which is the least respect for the Creator for the people of the Western Regions.

There are only more than 5,000 miles of karez in the Western Regions, which is still the length calculated by later generations, and it is called a miracle of ancient engineering along with the Great Wall.

As a Han person, Tie Xinyuan naturally does not have this kind of awareness, anyway, Wang Ben has also broken the water to irrigate the beam, and Xiang Yu has burned down the three hundred miles of Afang Palace.

After destroying it, it will be built again, this is Tie Xinyuan's idea, he thinks that when he builds again, he can still prosper Hami's economy.

Compared with what those officials did in later generations, Tie Xinyuan felt that he had not done enough.

Hami was destroyed three times before the actual construction of the walls began.

Cutting off the water source is the most effective way to deal with the enemy, and Tiexinyuan will never poison the karez just because people value it.

In his opinion, his own people are more important than the qanats.

There were a lot of people in the city opposite, all of them looked very strong, and they were walking with knives and shouting frantically, what could they not do?

It's normal for his own people to be damaged when fighting an enemy like this, and now, he wants to avoid it!

If their water source is cut off, these people will not be able to be strong, and on the plains, Tie Xinyuan is sure that with a small number of troops and fire oil bombs, gunpowder can wipe them out neatly.

After the qanats flowed to the plains, there was no longer a water source to replenish them, so Tie Xinyuan felt that the water source here should be cut off from the mountains.

The city would only need to be cut off for half a year, and they would automatically abandon it.

Once summer arrives, the sun will completely evaporate the water from the large pool on the edge of the city.

There are too many fierce people in this land, too barbaric, they can't be killed, they can't be killed, they can't be killed, they don't have the concept of home and country in their minds, and they don't distinguish between right and wrong in their hearts, so it's very difficult to rule.

Only when they are hurt and subdued, will they endure for a period of time, and when they are strong, they will come back.

After Meng Yuanzhi and Tie Xinyuan determined the direction of the qanat, they re-sealed the big hole they had dug.

It's just that in a hurry, all the yellow sheep ran away......

All qanats are straight, which is related to the principle of two points of strings, after determining a water outlet, the person who digs the qanats will light an oil lamp behind him, and then turn around and start digging towards the place where his shadow is, and every time the kantuman digs will fall on the shadow, this is the rule that everyone who digs a qanats must follow, so that they can ensure that the tunnel they dig is straight.

After a simple two-point positioning, Meng Yuanzhi and Tie Xinyuan withdrew from the West Sea.

"I never imagined that one day I would personally destroy a karez dozens of miles long!"

Along the way, Meng Yuanzhi's mouth never stopped, chattering endlessly to make noise in Tie Xinyuan's ears.

At this time, Meng Yuanzhi behaved very Westernly, not at all like a Song person who worshiped construction.

Tie Xinyuan had to stop his war horse and patiently said to Meng Yuanzhi and the group of warriors around him who also had a somewhat dignified expression: "This karez has entered the West Sea, which is fundamentally wrong.

It did not raise an oasis, nor did it raise cattle, sheep and livestock, but only a large herd of ferocious horse thieves.

For this reason, we also need to destroy this sinful qanats cleanly and completely.

There is nothing to be sorry for, we will also build our own qanats in the future, and our own qanats will definitely not cost human lives.

Because we have better ways to dig qanats, better tools, and more manpower, the people who dig qanats will be healthy in the future, and they will be able to live happily until they die of natural old age, rather than die miserably in the prime of life.

Don't you think it's a very good thing that this qanat, full of young people's blood and tears, has become the grave of those young people who died? ”

Tie Xinyuan's words did not serve the purpose they should have.

The people of the Western Regions are pragmatic, and they will stubbornly defend their inherent ideas until they see the real reality.

After leaving the West Sea, Tie Xinyuan had to say to the warriors of the Western Regions around him, "Trust me, because I have never let you down. ”

Even so, when Tie Xinyuan found the shaft on the hillside and was about to throw the gunpowder into it, the samurai closed their eyes in pain.

If it weren't for Tie Xinyuan's credibility, they would definitely stop him from doing so.

The earth trembled with the roar of gunpowder, as did the painful bodies of the warriors.

The loess layer is very fragile, and the qanats full of columns have created a cavitation effect on the sound waves generated by the explosion, and after the explosion, the rumbling sound of the qanats collapsing is endless......

An extremely obvious depression appeared on the hillside, and the traces stretched from the feet of everyone to the vast West Sea.

The water in the shaft soon overflowed, and after finding the best way out of the hillside according to gravity, it rushed down the hill and finally stopped in a small valley.

"You see, the water is not wasted, they will continue to raise the beasts of the Gobi here, and they will also nourish the grass on this land, and when the next year comes, there will be birds flying far away to stop here, and there will be tired caravans here to replenish water......"

Tie Xinyuan's chattering words were like singing a one-man show, and no one responded for a long time.

Meng Yuanzhi couldn't bear to continue to embarrass Tie Xinyuan, and was ready to play a round for him.

A young warrior said timidly, "Patriarch, we won't tell anyone what happened here. ”

"Yes, Patriarch, we understand why you did this, and we will keep this matter a secret until we enter the grave."

"Patriarch, count me in when you dig a qanats in the future, I have heard the old man say that if anyone destroys the qanats, he will not be able to enter heaven safely unless he digs ten times the destroyed qanats again.

When the time comes, let's dig for the patriarch together! ”

"Yes, yes, let's just make it up, let's dig together!"

Blowing up the qanats is a fundamentally unconscionable thing for this group of people......

The seriousness of the situation is no lighter than the Han people grabbing their parents' necks and beating and scolding them.

Tie Xinyuan's eyes were about to burst into tears, and he found that he couldn't dig a qanats in the future.

In fact, he prefers to use clay pipes to connect them to the water.

Hurunur was very satisfied with the taming of the city.

If it weren't for the severe pain he would have had when he moved, he would have held a big drinking party to celebrate.

This time, there is no need to talk about the tragedy between his father and mother, and for the two people who have gone to heaven, the reunion is already the greatest compliment.

That story was told by his father that he should remember it in his heart, engraved it on his bones, and asked him not to forget it for a moment.

After many years of telling a story, even if it was related to himself, Hurunur was reluctant to tell it as a pre-party manifesto.

He was glad that he had been burned in the winter, and if it was in the summer, there was absolutely no way he would have survived.

Now there is still half a year before summer comes, whether it is arrow sores or burns, it will heal by then.

When his body was healed, he was eager to see what kind of village could kill his father, who was even more terrible than the devil.

With a glass of grape wine, Hurunur opened the flap and smiled happily as he listened to the moaning sound from the ground.

I can't hear whose voice it is, it doesn't matter whose moaning it is, it will disappear in a few days.

He loved the mixture of pain and despair, and he never got tired of hearing it!

After two sips of grape wine, he suddenly remembered that he was not fit to drink now, so he flipped his wrist and poured all the wine in the glass into the dark hole.

There was a loud bang outside the door, his hand shook, and the bronze cup fell into the pit, and after hurriedly closing the copy, he opened the door and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The sound came from the exit of the qanats, and Runur was the first to determine the source of the sound.

All the people are looking in the direction of the qanats, and it is not difficult to confirm.

The rumbling sound was like thunder for a long time before it slowly stopped, and Runur's face became extremely pale.

He felt that he had been very unlucky lately, and that no matter what he did, he would come to his door without any kind of trouble.

Without his orders, there were already many people rushing towards the exit of the qanats, where was the life of the end of the city, and they could not be nervous.

As soon as the warriors stood still, they heard the sound of hurried hooves in the qanats, and the horse thieves immediately held their bows and arrows, and waited for the enemy to show their heads and strike a fierce blow.

A huge black shadow leaped out of the exit of the qanaqat, and for a moment, the arrow was like a flying locust.

A total of eight black shadows flew out, all of which were shot like hedgehogs by the dense rain of arrows.

When the black shadow fell into the pool, everyone realized that they had shot eight yellow sheep to death.

While the horse thieves were talking about how the yellow sheep got into the sealed qanats, one of the horse thieves discovered something even more terrifying.

The water flowing from the qanats gradually became smaller......

"The qanats are out of water—"

The thief's cry was so loud that Hurunur, who was standing at the door of the cave, could hear it clearly.

The loud response from the front must have been the sound of the qanats collapsing.

Quickly figuring out what was going on, Runur looked helplessly at the clear blue sky, and didn't even have the strength to shout loudly. (To be continued.) )