Chapter 52: Returning Home

"How much can be changed in three years? I had heard some of the words spoken by the captured Xia Cheng, and I didn't think anything was at first, but as time went on, they kept echoing in my head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"You and I have exchanged 10,000 people, but 10,000 people are not the same under you as they are under me. Now that you don't have the ability to fight me in the field, what will you be like in three years? ā€

Qiongxi said something that sounded a little tired, and now she was really helpless in the face of these things.

Jian Chen laughed lightly for a while, shook his head and said, "If you think that you won't be able to defeat the Great River Clans in a few years, why don't you prepare early?" Take your people away to other places, Henan and the mountains are north, the sky is high and the earth is wide, where can you go? ā€

"Why doesn't Ji Xia take your people away?"

"Because the land is fertile here, the population of the great rivers will increase. The south is too humid and muggy, and the summer is full of diseases and mosquitoes. The north is cold and arid, and it is difficult to survive in winter. The west of the river is high and the east is low, from Yucheng to here, there is no mountain barrier, a fertile plain, which is destined to have only one ethnic group to survive here. The weak one can only give up the best places and go to those bitter cold and sultry places. ā€

He glanced at Qiongxi and said lightly: "We are all winning the most fat land for our children and grandchildren. The one who loses can only leave. It's not for the present, it's for the future. It's such a simple thing. Like this land under your feet, wasn't there any other race a long time ago? But where are they now? ā€

"If you are asked to give up the customs of the Dongyi tribes, no longer worship the sky, forget your language and speak the language of the great river tribes, the war between us is only for our own rights, but you are not willing to give up, then what other way is there but war?"

"No one knows what it will be like in three years, but these proposals of mine in three years will be good for you and me. If you are still ambitious, you should agree, you will have endless fun fighting with others, and use these three years to make your race stronger, since there is only one winner, why do you have to fail? If you have been frightened by those words, then you don't need to say anything, just change your customs and change your language and prepare to surrender, then you don't need to talk about the three-year covenant again. ā€

Qiongxi was silent for a long time, and suddenly became arrogant, and laughed: "It's okay, I made a three-year covenant with Ji Xia." Let's see what Ji Xia wants to do in the past three years. I can always guess what other people do, but I can't guess you. ā€

He stared at Jian Chen and said calmly: "Ji Xia has gained the prestige that Su Yue expected but did not gain this time, but Ji Xia's future path will be more difficult." ā€

"I've heard a lot of stories about Xia Cheng along the way. We have a saying in Dongyi, don't pee into the well, because you may also have to drink the water from the well. But what Ji Xia is doing now is clearly finding a stream that no longer needs to drink the water from the well, so he not only pees but also into the well. You can use fewer slaves and no clansmen to cultivate the public land, you can use the people in the school to manage the city, and even tell the things that should be passed down from family to family. But other cities don't have such conditions, and those leaders are more afraid of Xia City than Dongyi, and I am eager to see how Ji Xia can gain a foothold in the Great River Tribes. ā€

Jian Chen also laughed, waved his hand and said, "Then take a look, it will be very interesting." So what does Qiongxi mean to agree to this three-year covenant? ā€

"Is there any other way than to accept?"

"Then you have to prepare quickly. It's September, and it's going to be winter. There's no way I'm here for long, and there's no way you're going to keep your army nearby to confront me, and those released will have to survive this winter and prepare for next year's spring ploughing. ā€

"At this point, you and I have no tricks to do. Unless you can let the men left in your city work alone to feed the army of more than 10,000 people, the sooner you settle this matter, the better. Yucheng is too far away from here, even if I plunder a lot of food, but I can't let all these people squat here without labor, I have already got what I want, and I will not pursue more glory and fame, otherwise I will lose all my efforts once I fail. ā€

These two cities are not the only ones along the river, and they are not the only two chiefs, their worst enemies are not each other for the time being, they just want to get what they want through each other.

Now that an agreement has been reached on this, and there is nothing too harsh in the agreement, it is very simple, and it only takes two days to agree on the specific operation.

On the seventh day of the ninth lunar month, Chen Jian and Qiongxi swore an oath together in front of the battle, witnessed by more than 10,000 people.

The former is in the name of the ancestors, and the latter is in the name of the firmament, so naturally he will not say some things that should not be said in front of everyone, but this oath is also a little unjustifiable, after all, Jian Chen is not the leader of the Great River Tribes.

Qiongxi didn't care, when Jian Chen and Qiongxi cut their fingers together and slaughtered and sacrificed, it invisibly explained one thing, Xia Cheng already had the qualifications to be on a par with the enemy's alliance prime minister.

The two sides of this covenant were not the Xia Cheng and Dongyi tribes, but the Dahe tribes and the Dongyi tribes, but even the relatives and heirs of the rest of the cities did not feel that there was anything wrong with this, and it seemed that it was a matter of course.

For the Dahe tribes and the Dongyi tribes, this year's conquest was a tie between the two sides, and each won and lost each other's cities.

But for Xia Cheng and the Dongyi tribes, this year's campaign was obviously won by Xia Cheng, and among the more than 10,000 people captured by Qiongxi, there were only a few dozen Xia Cheng people, but Xia Cheng broke through his three cities and captured more than 20,000 people.

These noble heirs who followed Jian Chen on the expedition inadvertently stood on Xia Cheng's side to consider the victory, so they thought it was a big victory, and it was an incredible victory. They are also victors, sharing the joy and glory of victory and wealth.

When they heard the oath of Chen Jian and Qiongxi, the land here would belong to the Great River Tribes, those young people cheered loudly, they will have the first fief in their lives, this is a very novel thing, in the past, at most, they made great achievements and took their clansmen out to build alone or became their own surname, but this is too difficult, many people dare not think about it in their lives, but now it has befallen those of them who were children two years ago.

Regarding the land in the covenant, the soldiers of Dongyi were not too angry, there was a lot of land, only people were missing, there was no formal concept of territory at this time, and the migration of cities and towns happened not long ago.

All they know is that when this covenant is signed, their relatives will be released, and what is the use of uncultivated land?

At least, it's useless now.

At the end of the oath, according to the previously secretly agreed statement, in order to ensure the implementation of this covenant, the relatives of the other clans captured by each party will be left as hostages, so that neither party will violate it.

In fact, this is unnecessary, even if the covenant should not be made, even if it is not possible to keep each other's children, and the people who are left behind are people whom the two leaders do not want to see.

According to the method of exchanging one person for one person, the Dongyi people cannot exchange all the captured relatives back, but the specific exchange has already been prepared.

All the warriors in the army, their relatives will be exchanged first, which makes them feel at ease and trust their leaders even more, and they are full of joy. Even if you belong to the same family, you still can't treat everyone equally when you really face such a situation.

In total, more than 14,000 people from the tribes of the Great Rivers were captured, and even though the soldiers were asked not to be harsh on the way, 16,700 people died in the journey of more than a month, and about 12,000 were left after the hostages in the covenant.

Jian Chen only needed to count so many people, and in the end, Xia Cheng earned 10,000 slaves.

What's more, the 12,000 people who were exchanged for it, their clans have been completely dispersed, and there are no managers in the clan, they are just a plate of scattered sand, and they can integrate into the system of Xia City more quickly.

Feng Hao was still alive at this time, Chen Jian didn't think of a way to kill him, even if those people in Wind City would still recognize this leader, but the clan nobles under the leader were swept away, and he couldn't do anything alone.

The city was destroyed, the grain was robbed, the cattle and sheep fled, and within three years they had no choice but to cling to Xia City, which was exactly what Chen Jian had always wanted, nothing could compare to the population.

After determining the time for the exchange, Jian Chen immediately sent someone back to Yucheng first. He had already asked for the construction of houses before the expedition, and now that it was past the autumn ploughing season, he asked the Planning and Statistics Department to send all the young men of the farms to build houses, and all the expenses were produced by the public.

Firmament also let people return to their cities early, escorting the people of the Great River tribes who had been captured, and trying not to let people die as much as possible.

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On the riverbank to the east of Xinhua City, more than 10,000 people with vicissitudes of life but joyful expressions were slowly moving towards the east, encouraging each other with the old and the young.

"Hold on, don't fall down here, we'll be home in two days. Hold on......"

Such voices constantly echoed in the ranks, both to others and to themselves. They had been captured as slaves from their distant homeland, had followed the enemy on a long journey, and now it was finally time to return home.

A child took his mother's hand, and along the way his little sister died, but he survived and traveled thousands of miles, and his young body endured the hardships and became stronger.

He looked up and asked his mother a little strangely.

"Mom, our home is in Windy City, far, far away, we have been walking here from Windy City for a long time, but why do you say that we can go home in two days? Are you lying to me? On the way, you lied to me and told me that you wanted me to follow the group, and when you got to the end, you would buy me a summer kite, but you didn't buy it for me. Actually, I know...... We were taken away as slaves, and you are afraid that I will die on the road like my sister. ā€

Mother looked up at the wilderness as if she wanted to see a black and white flag. Faced with the child's question, she didn't know how to answer, so she had to say: "Mom didn't lie to you this time, and she won't lie to you in the future, we really have to go home." Home is not a house, but a place with a family, and there is our family not far in front of us. ā€

The child clenched his little fists excitedly and said, "Then we are no longer slaves?" ā€

"Not anymore. Because Ji Xia defeated these Dongyi people, he exchanged us back. We're still human. ā€

"Ji Xia...... Is it the one that makes the kite? Are the family you are talking about from Xiacheng? But we're from Windy City. ā€

A man next to him, who always took care of the child along the way, picked up the child, told him to rest, and said in a hoarse voice: "To the west, we are from Windy City. But when we leave the river, we are all people of the river. Of course they're our family, silly boy. ā€

The child seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he was very happy, stubbornly struggling away from the man's thick arms, stepping away from his chapped little feet, and quickly following the group, full of anticipation for the future life. He had heard a lot of stories about Xia Cheng, and his favorite was those Xia Cheng merchants who half sold and half gave away some gadgets, and now that he was going to be family with those people, there was nothing happier for the children.

The adults were not as little as the children thought, but they were just as happy, believing that the man who had always preached the unity of kinship would never give up on them, and even when they were captured, the first thing they thought of was not Sugaku but the city they had never seen before, because the people of Xiacheng who came and went would always tell them similar stories.

There was no end in sight to the long wasteland, but everyone was holding on to their tired bodies, and they were sure that they could live.

Two days later, a small mound appeared in the twilight of the setting sun, and there were many Dongyi people around them staring at them vigilantly.

They couldn't see the flag they were looking forward to, and they couldn't see if there was anyone on the other side of the sunset, but far, far away, they heard a song echoing across the field over the autumn wind.

A very ordinary tune, a very ordinary song, which was sung on stage by those who distributed herbs and acted in Xia City a long time ago, was just a homesick ballad.

The story is beautiful and simple, even if a long time has passed, even if the leader has forbidden these Xia Chengren to perform in the city again, but many people remember the story.

It is the story of a man who was taken captive and reduced to slavery, and finally escaped from the wasteland to his homeland with his own rebellion, and this song is sung by those who have been temporarily enslaved in the play when they miss their homeland.

The singing was already very faint after drifting so far, and it was a little inaudible, but it was just these fragment-like sounds that were blown away by the wind that made more than 10,000 people cry.

Three or five, a dozen, dozens, hundreds...... More and more people no longer care about the Dongyi people around them, and sing this ballad together with the sound of flutes or drums from afar.

More than 10,000 people cried loudly under the sunset in late autumn, and the crying could not be made into a tune, and in the end it had become a cry.

In the cry, more than 100 people came under the sunset, and their figures were stretched extremely long in the afterglow of the setting sun, and they couldn't see their faces or cheeks clearly, and they could only see the flags they were holding dancing in the wind.

More than 100 people walked up to these people, infected with such sad emotions in the crying of thousands of people, and forced their already soft hearts, and said loudly: "Let's go home, Ji Xia will take you home......