In late spring and early summer, the grassland enters the most vibrant season.

Not too cold, not too hot.

The sun is shining and gentle, and the wind never stops, like a woman's hand.

The young grass did not pass the horse's hooves, and it met the clear blue sky in the distance.

Grey-white tents of herders dot the dots.

The Gushui River meanders down from the Lenglongling Snow Mountain like a jade belt, and flows into the Xiutu Ze, nourishing dozens of tributaries, forming a large grassland in the north of Wuwei.

Wild horses, wild donkeys, and yellow sheep can often be seen shuttling through.

The Xiongnu lost their martial power and were split into the Eastern Xiongnu and the Western Xiongnu.

However, in recent years, the Central Plains was in turmoil, and the Qianghu Xiongnu Xianbei gradually moved back to this place.

A cavalry squad of 100 men galloped along the Gushui River.

On the black flag, a blood-red word "Yang" was written, burning like a black-red flame in the wind.

The horsemen on horseback, dressed in hideous armor, with sharp lances like the outstretched claws of wild beasts, each carrying a ring-headed sword at his waist, and his haughty eyes seemed to be patrolling his territory.

A fat golden rat suddenly sprang out of the grass, and after a few steps, it was nailed to the grass by a feathered arrow.

The herders fled into their tents in terror.

Several white-haired herdsmen looked at the cavalry, their eyes prostrate on the ground in awe.

"General Zhenxi summoned the leaders of all the tribes to Guzang, and those who don't come will be exterminated!" One of the cavalrymen at the front roared.

The next few horsemen were repeated again in Qiang dialect and Xiongnu dialect.

His gaze swept over everyone like a sword.

No one dared to look at him.

After reading it, he roared away.

A strong man with a wolf's skin on his shoulders looked in the direction of the iron horse's north, with deep worry in his eyes.

A few white-haired old men rushed over, "There is a wolf in Guzang City, more than 20,000 people in the Lujie tribe in the east of Helan Mountain were slaughtered, and all the living people have become slaves. ”

"How about we leave Hutu Ze and flee to Mobei?"

"Mobei has become the territory of the Xianbei people, there is no place for us, we have observed the Han general Zhenxi, you follow him, he respects you, if you disobey, the chicken and dog will not stay."

"If we follow him, won't we slaughter all tribes disappear from now on? I'm not reconciled. ”

"If you don't follow him, the slaughter will disappear." The eyes of several Hun elders were sad and profound, "Even if there is no such wolf, the slaughter of the tribes is about to disappear, look around, there are more and more Xianbei people, and our land is getting less and less, I heard that the Qiang people and Hu people under his rule are living a good life, if we don't agree, this wolf will lead other hungry wolves to eat our flesh and eat our flesh and gnaw our bones!" ”

"I heard that even the bald department of the Hetao has surrendered, what can you do?"

The man's whole body was shocked, his eyes changed from unwillingness and anger to sadness, and finally calmed down, "I'll go to Guzang." ”

The same scene is also playing out in other places in Wuwei.

Thirty-one such cavalry were scattered all over the place.

Led by the commander of the guard battalion, with a Xuanyi envoy, with hundreds of elites, the most horse, the sharpest lance, the most sophisticated armor, and with strong bows and crossbows, even the tribal cavalry of a thousand people could not block their frontal impact.

Yang Zheng's intention is to show off his strength in Hexi and show his strength.

Let the unruly tribes weigh up.

If it is Helan Mountain and Xiu Tuze, the jurisdiction of Wuwei County is very large.

In the mountains, deserts, grasslands, and wild valleys, there are nearly 1,000 tribes of all sizes.

The slaughter department is one of the largest.

As for the other small and medium-sized tribes, there is basically no room for resistance.

As soon as he saw the cavalry that looked like iron beasts, the blood-red banner of "Yang" was fluttering, and he gave in on the spot.

The news of the slaughter of the deer jiebu spread throughout Wuwei.

In the northwest, the stronger and more iron-blooded, the more you can conquer the hearts of the tribes.

Of course, not all tribes are willing to give in.

The people of the Northwest are fierce and unruly.

Several Qianghu tribes gathered together and gathered seven or eight hundred cavalrymen, ragged, thin and short, wielding broken swords, and even the arrows were made of bone......

The only thing to be commended for is their courage.

It's just that this courage can't bridge the huge gap between the two sides.

The cavalry of Guzang City was not lacking in courage either.

So this confrontation is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

In front of the real cavalry, it collapsed at the touch of a button, and it was trampled on the ground like soft mud, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

In the upper reaches of the Huangyang River, black smoke gradually rises, accompanied by bursts of scorching smell into the sky.

"Those who follow me live, those who oppose me die, if Liangzhou wants to compete with the Central Plains in the future, it must take this step!" In the face of Du Pre's persuasion, Yang Zheng bluntly refused.

If the situation cannot be expanded during the three rebellions in Huainan, then it is likely that Sima Zhao will be crushed.

When the time comes, Sima Zhao will take the emperor to conquer in person, will these tribes listen to themselves, or Sima Zhao's?

"Despite this, the Qianghu tribes did not really give in, Zhuge Kongming captured seven verticals, and Nanzhong will never rebel." Du Yu really pushed Zhuge Liang out.

"There is only one Meng Shu in the south, but there are hundreds of Meng Shu in Hexi, today this department surrenders, tomorrow his department rebels, and the next day the Western Regions Hu Department moves inward, if you don't use the sword to suppress it, declare it to be powerful, then Hexi is not owned by the general." Wei Qian retorted.

In fact, more than 200 years ago, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had already given an answer.

Wuwei, the martial arts and military might of the Han Dynasty!

The name itself is a deterrent.

"Proclaim it with authority, and it should also be with morality, how can it last long if it is coerced by swords and soldiers?" Du had to take a step back.

Yang Zheng shook his head, "Emperor Qin killed decisively, destroyed the six countries, unified the world, although brutal to the people at the time, but ended the melee of the Seven Kingdoms for hundreds of years, and the same is true in Hexi, quickly cut through the chaos, to avoid being tired like Hu Fen, and finally the old soldiers of the division were tired, and the soldiers were defeated and died. ”

In the past few years, I have studied with Lu Zhi, and it is not in vain.

For Yang Zheng, Confucianism is the art, the real Tao, and he has more than 1,700 years of knowledge.

Du Yu looked at Yang Zheng in surprise, as if he didn't believe that these words came from his mouth.

Yang Zheng smiled, "It's not that benevolence and righteousness are not giving, but that the current Qianghu is not my people, and all the clans will be attached to him, and he can practice benevolence and righteousness again." ”

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

Du Yu nodded helplessly, "The general's words are yes!" ”

The scholars of this era are somewhat idealistic and righteous, and Du has a leftist fetish, so he is naturally a defender of Confucianism.

There is nothing wrong with the ideal and the righteous, but it must be divided into time.

Can the current Xiping be compared with the Shu Kingdom back then?

People have a population of millions, money and food are not counted, and famous ministers will be like clouds.

Yang Zheng is at a critical time of his rise, and time is pressing, so he can only do everything.

Wei Qian said with a smile: "Go to the king's road, you should use hegemony to the left, you can't stick to one end, if it weren't for the general's iron-blooded means, the Xianbei Qiang Hu soldiers would be in trouble, and it would be the people of Hexi who suffered." ”

On this matter, Wei Qian agreed with Yang Zheng.

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