Chapter 0847. Fight in the snow

Covered in ice and snow, there are patches of fields. [Read the latest chapters of this book,Please search for 800] [There are almost all the books you want to read.,It's much more stable and faster than the general station.,There are no ads in the whole text.] ]——

When it comes to the Western Regions, people's first impression is often deserts, oases, nomads walking through them, and gold-like trade routes buried under the rolling yellow sand.

The crossroads of the Amu Darya and Syr Darya rivers have nourished the vast Transoxiana region, a land that once gave birth to a thriving Roman army, upset the balance of the Triumvirate, and created Julius Caesar's resting empire.

Without them, the scattered Sogdian state had also stopped the formidable Alexander the Great from moving northward, and perhaps the Macedonian hoplites would have made their way eastward to China to fight the thriving Great Qin.

Then Zhang Qian's arrival in the Western Regions of the Great Yue Clan is here, and now the gathering on this land is still the Zhaowu Nine surnames formed by the scattered Tocharian tribes of the Great Moon Clan's Houyi.

Zhang Qiantong brought the advanced agricultural culture of the Central Plains to the Western Regions, laying the cultural foundation here, from the Kushan Empire here, once ruled the Punjab region in the north of Tianzhu, dominated Central Asia, less than a hundred years of dilapidation, and since the Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang dynasties, the policy of the Central Plains Hu and Han divisions, the strict distinction between the Han people and the Hu people and merchants made these Sogdians from Central Asia almost monopolize more than half of the wealth of the Silk Road, and it is to strengthen the connection between the Central Plains and the Central Plains culture.

But now, this paradise of the Silk Road is in a state of panic.

More than a dozen Sogdian peasants dressed in linen carefully looked left and right at a snowfield, and for a few moments saw no movement, and then they trembled and peeled open the thick layer of snow that covered the fields.

Under the frost and snow, there were actually jagged wheat stalks, leaving traces of horses gnawing.

From the beginning of winter, the offensive of the Fujian State came from the south, and hundreds of thousands of nomadic tribes between the Hindu Kush Mountains and the Caspian Sea were driven north. (

Under the strong military pressure of the Turgish Khanate in the north, more than a dozen Sogdian city-states had to open their doors to these uncivilized clans and their evil neighbors in the steppe. (800.800Book. Txt free download)

Fortunately, the city-states have the protection of the city walls, and how much Belus has to take into account the face of the small countries gathered together, and try to restrain the various tribes under his command to stay away, not to 'disturb', but to leave the city, these lack of protection of the city-states under the farms can suffer.

The fundamental ideas of nomadism and agrarian civilization are undoubtedly in conflict here.

In the agricultural world, the land is owned by the owner, whose arable land is his/her own, but the nomadic tribes from the grassland do not care about this, the rules of the grassland, the grassland with abundant water and grass has always been who has the biggest fist who can take it, and met the farming Sogdians who are harvesting in autumn and winter, the nomadic Turanians, the Scythians, the Massachitian tribes, and the nomadic tribes who are also Sogdians, such as the "Se" and "Bo" people, etc., have the courage to graze their cattle in the wheat fields.

However, the social relations of the Sogdians also attach importance to the small family relationship between father and son, the name of the father is very important, the ancestor and grandfather are not mentioned again, the surname Zhaowu Jiu lacks a big family like the Central Plains, and the small-scale village families cannot organize a decent resistance to the nomadic cavalry of the whole clan.

In other words, before the advent of the era of gunpowder, the agrarian civilization had always been at a disadvantage over the nomadic tribes, so a good and prosperous area in the middle of the river watched these uninvited evil neighbors ruin their land, and then plunged themselves into a famine of hunger.

This is the case in front of this household, the hunger in the cold winter can't stand it, a father and his son and daughter-in-law ventured to the field to find some food, never thought of gathering more than 100 men in the whole village to find food.

The cold and blue hands searched for it, and they really dug out a lot of leftover ears of wheat eaten by the horses, and collected about half a basket, and the father, son, and daughter-in-law who were hungry and cold finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly rushed to the hiding place with their backs.

Unfortunately, seeing that the family was about to leave the dangerous field in the joy of having settled into dinner, when the sound of Herod's horse and the violent trembling of the horse's hooves suddenly came from the snowfield behind him, and the Sogdian father in the front immediately changed his face.

"Let's go!"

Shouting the Tocharian language that had been lost in the offspring, when the father directly threw the ear of wheat on his back to the nearest younger son, he immediately took the hoe and turned back. But knowing too well the ferocity of these nomadic tribes, the brothers took three 'women' and ran to the nearby hill with their lives.

The whirring wind behind him and the sharp sound of arrows, the muffled sound of the pop seemed to pierce something, but in the strong fear, there was no one who turned back, and they all ran away desperately. However, the two 'legs' could not outrun the four 'legs', the smell of the fishy horse sweat was mixed with the hideous laughter, and in the blink of an eye, a few nomadic light cavalry came up with a strange scream, wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow, the stench of the brawn horses all encircled the brothers in it, and the long grazing whip split the head and covered the face 'whip' down.

With the crackling of the whip, seven or eight Sogdians trembled like sheep and fell to the ground, holding their heads, and scattered the little ears of wheat that they had managed to hit.

Shouting contemptuously in Semitic language, a dozen or so nomadic steppe wolves of unknown tribes proudly grabbed the long ropes of their cattle and jumped off their horses one after another.

With their hands tied in front, the five men and the three 'female' people were divided into two circles, dragged and walked back, while walking, a few steppe wolves also laughed obscenely and moved their hands and feet to the three 'female' people, and on the other hand, seeing their daughter-in-law', sister-in-law, and younger siblings being ****ed, the five Sogdian brothers could only look at it, and their father was pierced through the chest by several long arrows in the snow just now, and half of his head was cut off by a knife, what could they do?

Like this steppe wolf who led a captive slave or looted an item, or even carried a tied girl on a horse and sang a melodious tune, there are still a lot of steppe wolves, and the road leading to a large plain is connected in twos and threes, and the loud pastoral songs come and go, anyway, for these nomads, obeying the chief to live, and then robbing the weak, making themselves more comfortable is all that life is, and they have no psychological burden.

The sun is about to set in the west, reflecting a red on the snowfield, and in the distance in the large nomadic felt bag, there are also strips of cooking smoke, seeing the beautiful scenery of this scene, even a few steppe wolves who have just killed are intoxicated in it, and can't help but urge a few newly captured slaves to run faster.

But at this moment, the two steppe wolves who walked in the front suddenly changed their faces, and jumped off their horses suddenly, regardless of the cold, their faces were red from the cold and directly attached to the ground, and after a while, several steppe wolves didn't care about what slaves were not slaves, so they jumped on their horses again, and galloped towards the tribe, running while shouting loudly.

"Saraum (enemy attack)!"

Eight hapless slaves were dragged straight down to the snowy fields covered with sharp ice ballast, and a moment later, strands of red marks appeared on the ground.

In fact, there was no need for these steppe wolves to report the news, the violent horse's hooves shook and the snow and fog raised in the distance were already clearly visible, a black 'colored' line appeared on the horizon, some sharp things were pushed above the head by these black lines, and the nomadic wolf with a guard climbed on the top of the felt bag, looked at the past from a distance, and after a moment fell from the felt bag in horror, and let it out in disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

Sharp things are bunches of banners, and the black 'colored' flags are either painted with the formidable dragons of the East, or simply written in a big character that makes these steppe wolves even more terrifying.

Min!

They fled here only after avoiding the soldiers of the Min State!

In the chaotic roar, one by one the lazy steppe wolves praised the war horses in horror, and in the face of the rumbling hooves, they reluctantly put on a wild boar's head formation and met the past.

Seeing the steppe wolves fighting, the rolling iron flow that seemed to devour all life also slowed down slightly, and a moment later, a more rigorous cavalry charge appeared in front of these steppe wolves. And riding 'shooting' has always been the nomad's specialty, the Parthian Empire only relied on light cavalry back and forth to 'shoot' arrows back and forth 20,000 people to defeat more than 40,000 carats of Roman heavy infantry, but these Fujian people are really evil, before the steppe tribes can send arrows, three faint cold lights flew out of the opponent's military array.

Puff puff~ There were three muffled sounds, and the bravest warrior of the three tribes covered his bloody neck and actually fell straight off the horse.

None of the arrows 'shot' a few, and the frightened Central Asian steppe wolves tacitly circled to the left, and actually abandoned the entire tribe and fled westward.

Anyway, in the rules of the steppe, it is not a shame for the wife to be robbed by the enemy, and the eldest wife of Genghis Khan in the later generations was not robbed by others, and finally after being snatched back by Genghis Khan, he gave birth to a Jochi with unknown blood.

Anyway, if you can grab it back, it's still a hero who eats and drinks spicy food.

It's a pity that this time, these small tribal wolves miscalculated the object, and their cavalry team finally missed out of the Fujian army's sword-like riding formation, and in the white snow, a Xuanjia cavalry appeared out of thin air.

didn't even have time to shake off the snow on his body, he stepped on the war horse with a long knife, and was the first to roar into the panicked steppe wolf and cut off the first head......

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