Chapter 1143: Red Mountain
"Snake!"
In the barracks of the Zhao army, which was stationed in a mountain col, a cry of surprise resounded all around, followed by a rush of beatings. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
This situation had been going on for several days, and after the Battle of Rao Leshui, Zhao Jia implored the three commanders to send troops east to pursue the remnants of Donghu. After thinking about it for a while, Xu Qu decided to take the foot soldiers and chariot soldiers to escort the captives back to Dai County, and the Shangjun cavalry of the Post Cheng Department rested in the upper reaches of Raole Water as a response, and the remaining more than 3,000 Dai County light cavalry followed the new child dog and Zhao Jia to the east to find the old nest of the Donghu people: Chishan.
Chishan is located in the southern section of the Great Khing'an Mountains and the northern foot of Yanshan Mountain, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides, high in the west and low in the east, with many mountains and hills, which is very different from the situation on the grassland. Moreover, there are many pit vipers here, and the Zhao army often disturbs these poisons when they camp, and after a few days of marching, dozens of people have been bitten to death and bitten.
The Viper was just one of many difficulties, and fatigue and supplies plagued the expeditionary force all the time. Fortunately, many years of living in Daibei have made the good families from Neijun accustomed to eating jerky and drinking buttermilk.
What's more, the princess who marched with the army did not complain of being tired, how could everyone be inferior to a woman? So I could only grit my teeth and move on.
No one knows about the Zhao cavalry who are secretly competing with the princess, and the galloping pleasure and danger of these days have made Zhao Jia's heart bloom.
The little princess who pestered her brother and coquettishly in the Changle Palace of Weiyang Palace, and the little girl who caused trouble everywhere and wanted to attract Zhao Hou's attention was not her true nature, and only after coming to the grassland did she find her true self.
Zhao Jia still remembers that after her gaffe caused a catastrophe five years ago, she chose to self-exile not to embarrass her brother. At that time, although she had hunted many times on horseback in the suburbs of Yecheng, she had never experienced a long journey of thousands of miles. It wasn't until three days on the road that she realized that riding wasn't an easy task.
Sitting in the saddle for days and days made her buttocks scarred and bleeding, her thighs were rubbed for a long time, and the skin peeled off badly, her hands were blistered by the reins, and the muscles in her feet and back were so painful that she couldn't even sit upright.
But she gritted her teeth and persevered, and before she saw Daijun Grassland, she refused to get into the carriage and become a delicate and delicate princess.
Gradually, calluses grew on the wounds that had healed, and horseback riding was no longer a torture, and Zhao Jia began to notice the beauty of Zhao Guoda's beautiful mountains and rivers.
She crossed the undulating Taihang Mountains and passed through the steep passes of Hukou Road; Beyond the city's solid walls, countless farmlands are being laid out on wasteland, and in the distance are dense pine forests with coniferous heads and trunks as wide as wheels, and forests inhabited by musk deer and snow leopards. She waded through many narrow and fast-flowing rivers, camped at the foot of the snow-capped Summer House Mountain, and then bypassed the birds-hard Yanmen Pass and began to gallop on the Daibei Straight, which was as straight as an arrow.
After more than a month, she finally arrived at her destination, the grassland outside Mayi.
Unlike Yecheng, which is stacked on top of each other and full of fireworks, everything in front of you is full of vitality.
"The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, and my brother is right in that short song." Zhao Jia was so excited for a moment that after the horse rushed into the grassland, the tall and soft grass surrounded her, and Zhao She let herself happily drown in the green waves, intoxicated.
The air was filled with the scent of grass and earth, mixed with the smell of horses and her sweat. Zhao Jia smiled happily and breathed all this deeply, then turned over and dismounted, letting the white horse eat the flowers, and she took off her boots and stepped on the black mud soil with her toes, so that they could also breathe the taste of freedom.
When she was in Changle Palace, she was like a bird that was favored but difficult to break free from the barrier, there were many people who liked her and admired her, and there were many people who hated her and hated her. But here, the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish jumps, not to mention the eyes of others.
Here, she cried a lot about the past and laughed for the future. On this day, she experienced her own transformation, and the sky and the green land witnessed her true harmony.
It's a pity that at this moment, her brother was not present.
In the years that followed, Zhao Jia jumped into the saddle every morning, eager to see more wonders. Her white horse's hooves had trampled on many places: Loufu, Linhu, Yinshan, Hetao, if she had put on a felt hat, a sheepskin, a horse pole, and dressed as a prairie girl, no one would have recognized her, and she had indeed done so. And countless times of going out to get away with danger and escaping by luck also made her riding and archery skills improve, and she can even compete with the Lou Fu warriors.
So in the Battle of Mayi, it is not surprising that she was able to have such resilience and courage.
After Ma Yi's blockbuster, Zhao Jia returned to the spotlight and was about to accept the scrutiny of others again.
"Shouldn't a woman be engaged in mulberry and hemp, sewing and mending?"
At first, it was a little difficult for the Daijun cavalry to accept that a woman had become a "building guard captain", wearing armor and riding horses beside them to give orders. But the noble identity of this princess and her merits in Ma Yi are real, since there is no provision in the military law of Zhao State that "women are not allowed to be generals", then her existence is reasonable, and everyone can only turn a blind eye, hoping that she will not bring trouble and bad luck to the army.
This impression was changed little by little on the subsequent march, and in the march at the southern foot of Yinshan Mountain, Zhao Jia took the lead; In the raid on Dalenor, the female general did not let her eyebrows go, and she did not fall behind in the rush and cavalry. Now the long-distance march, the slope is steep, full of rocks, she did not complain at all, and when she encountered a pit viper, she did not scream and be afraid, but raised the knife in her hand, carried the snake's tail and threw it to the cook, so that he could add food to the soldiers.
The army worships the strong, and the soldiers, like those followers from Yecheng behind the good master, are full of admiration and admiration for this strange woman, and begin to follow her white horse willingly, happy that their horse's hooves can step on the hoof prints of her mount, and their blood is boiling for the good master to look at himself......
But Zhao Jia's gaze rarely looked at the people around him, but looked straight ahead.
Since she was destined not to be able to get the admirer who was close at hand, she could only stay away from him and turn her ambition to a thousand miles......
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Because it was a foreign march, the Zhao army had to be cautious, taking one step and looking at three steps, and the ranger sentry posts were often placed dozens of miles away, so after walking in the hills for five days, they finally entered the grassland again.
And at the intersection of mountains and grasslands, nine red peaks also appeared abruptly in front of them.
Zhao Jia's legs were cocooned, her lips were no longer as moist as before, and her eyes were also bloodshot, but her fighting spirit was not weakened at all.
She rode to the front, whipped her whip, and questioned the Donghu captives in the ranks.
"This is Akayama?"
The Donghu people's actions have already explained the answer, although they surrendered, wearing shackles in their hands, they still struggled to bow down to the nine red peaks, worshiped with tears streaming down their faces, and said: "Ulan Hada ......"
The new young dog is happy: "In the Donghu language, Ulan is red and red, Hada means mountain peak, and Ulan Hada is Red Mountain!" ”
Originally, this red mountain was originally called the Nine Female Peak, in the legend of the Donghu people, in ancient times, the fairy in the sky accidentally knocked over the rouge box, and the rouge was sprinkled on the mountain, so there were nine red peaks, and the fairy was punished by the gods and descended to the world. Therefore, the Donghu people have always regarded Rao Leshui as their father and Chishan as their mother, in the spring, they will stay in Rao Leshui to graze, and in the autumn, they will return to the Chishan area to rest.
With no sign of the Donghu people's activities around, Zhao marched cautiously, two stone mounds stacked on top of each other marking the road, the graves of two Donghu warriors who had guarded the Red Mountain for hundreds of years.
The stone mound stands here, huge and incomparably large, and the yak tail flag planted on it casts a long shadow on the rippling grassland, adding a border to the scenery of the red mountains in the distance.
The new dog and Zhao Jia led Zhao Qi to pass between them, and continued along the avenue trampled by the horse's hooves. As far as they could see, at the foot of the Red Mountain, there was a rudimentary castle, and the earth and stones from the Red Mountain formed a red wall, blocking the intruders.
"Didn't you say that the Donghu people didn't have a city and never settled?" Zhao Jia turned his head and asked.
Although the new child dog is the main general, he did not dare to slack off on this noble-born female general, and said respectfully: "The Donghu people are indeed not engaged in construction, and their so-called city house is just to dig a big pit in the ground and then lay a straw roof. But in the past few years, Donghu, under the leadership of Liu He, often plundered in all directions, robbed a lot of people from Yan, Dai, and Zhen, and settled in Chishan as a slave of the tribe. Not only did they let them grow millet and other grains in the mountains to supplement the diet of the Donghu people after the grass dried up in autumn, but they were also forced to build cities and hoard property. ”
Zhao Jia said: "It turned out to be the blood and sweat of the Chinese people, no wonder the appearance of this city is so familiar, Hu Lu has been ravaging Daibei for many years, today, we will go into the city, rescue Yan and Dai prisoners, and take back everything that belongs to the Central Plains!" ”
There were still many Donghu people in this city at the foot of Chishan who resisted stubbornly, but they didn't know how to defend the city at all, and they were broken down in less than half an hour, allowing Zhao Cai to rush into the city.
Although the walls look good, the buildings inside are very rudimentary, and as far as the eye can see, you can see hundreds of domed earthen houses scattered in a disorderly manner, protruding from the ground, replacing the walls with thorny hedges, covering them with weeds, and from a distance they look like hills, arching the path leading to the red mountains.
Looking up, the trail weaves like a snake through the mountains, winding towards the main peak of the Red Mountain, covered with grass and dirt and covered with wildflowers like a carpet.
And above the peak, is the center of the city, a red temple with a huge structure that seems to meet the sky......
The whole city was deserted, and the remnants of the Donghu people gathered on the mountain roads and temples, and on the Red Mountain, the rumbling drums were already sounding, like a muffled thunder rolling in the sky, which was a sign that a ritual was about to begin......
"What is this going to do?" Zhao Jia looked at the temple on the red mountain, listened to the drumbeat, and asked puzzledly.
"There is an old saying on the grassland, trapped beasts still fight."
The new young dog became serious and said, "The Donghu people are dying, and these remnants are desperate and want to beg the gods to destroy us through blood sacrifices!" ”
PS: There is a shortage of historical materials related to Donghu, and its customs mainly refer to the Book of the Later Han Dynasty. Wuhuan Xianbei Liebiography", because Wuhuan and Xianbei are descendants of Donghu. There is one more chapter in the evening