Chapter 110: The Next Target
What are you looking at? Zeng Hua instigated Hot Wheels to approach Gan and asked in a low voice
"Military master," Gan Wensheng turned his head and saw Zeng Hua standing next to him, and hurriedly turned around in a panic and replied in a humming voice.
Zeng Hua followed Gan's previous gaze and found that there was a Hu family in the place he was looking at.
The Hu family is a husband and wife, the man is in his forties, the woman is in his thirties, with three children about ten years old, all with obvious Hu characteristics on their faces, dark eyes, brown skin, and high noses. This family of five is mixed in the Hu team of more than 13,000, which looks very ordinary and ordinary. These Hu were different from the Yan captives on the other side, the faces of the Yan captives were full of exhaustion and frustration, while the faces of the Hu people were full of panic and uneasiness. The Yan captives were only frustrated by their own failures, and the Zhenbei army had released more than 20,000 wounded Yan soldiers so that these 40,000 Yan captives were not worried about their fate.
But this thirteen thousand Hu was different, they saw with their own eyes that more than 30,000 of their companions were instigated by tens of thousands of iron horsemen, wielding sabers, and being killed in a terrible scream and wail. They will never forget the "kindred" who ran and struggled under the iron hooves and sabers, the faces full of tears were so desperate and sad, and the hands that tried so hard to reach out were so powerless and sad. Resisting in vain under the iron hoove, pleading bitterly under the saber, all turned into blood and death in the end.
When the last hundreds of Hu "fellow tribesmen" who were crawling and struggling in pain in pools of blood were stabbed to death with spears by the patrolling flying feather cavalry, the howls and screams that had been resounding throughout the land of Hebei were finally like the kite with a broken string. Suddenly disappeared into the cold wind of the scorching summer sun. The thirteen,000 people who were driven aside probably never really fell asleep again, and they silently watched as the "kindred" of the same appearance and skin color as themselves were cut down to the ground one by one because of their crimes, and then they watched as the corpses were buried in large pits, and finally saw a large stone monument erected.
A large part of these living Hu and those who have died are not the same clan as the Later Zhao Shi family in the strict sense, some of them are Serbs who entered the Central Plains with the Xiongnu, and some are Lite people. Some of them are from the Otsuki clan who migrated eastward and so on. But they all have one thing in common. Dark eyes, high nose and brown skin.
But these living Hu are different from those dead Hu, those who have entered the land Hu used their identity as a "countryman" in Later Zhao to do evil, there are always a few cases on their bodies, but these surviving Hu are very fortunate and outlier. They either did some good deeds in the Later Zhao Dynasty and sheltered a lot of Zhao people, so they were protected and evidenced by those kind Zhao people, or they were usually timid and afraid. I also belong to the category of being oppressed, so I escaped the catastrophe and begged for the life of my family under the order of Hu Hu.
But these Hu have become frightened birds, and the killing and gore have made them despair of their future and tomorrow, and so has the family that Gan has watched.
It was time for the noon rest, and the family of five who had not saluted followed the rest of Hu to the sound of the cavalry, sat on the ground one after another, and then watched several high cars drive over. The man whispered a few words to the woman, then stood up on his own. With the men of each family. Wait for the high car to come. The woman, on the other hand, held her three children tightly in her arms, looking around with frightened eyes, and even if a grasshopper jumped past her, she would feel suspected of snatching her own child.
The man finally waited for the high car to come. Took over three small steamed buns and a bamboo tube of clear water. The man kept nodding his head and pleading, and one of the flying feather sergeants next to the high cart reprimanded him at first, and then looked at him pitifully, so he gave him another steamed bun.
The man came back full of joy, gave the steamed bun to each of the three children, and then broke the last steamed bun into two pieces, half of each of himself and the woman, while eating, he watched the three children gobble up the steamed buns, pat the choking child from time to time, and handed the tube of water.
"Changbao," Zeng Hua couldn't help but cry out when he saw the look of unbearability and pity on Gan's face.
Gan was stunned for a moment, and soon came back to his senses from his trance: "Military master, I ......."
"Changbao, do you think that you sympathize with these Hu and have a bit of a weak position? Not strong enough? Zeng Hua asked for him.
"Military master, I, yes, I saw this family, although it was Hu who had escaped the catastrophe, but they were all ordinary families, they also had the love of parents and children, and they also had the helplessness and sorrow of ordinary people, struggling. Seeing this, I felt a little unbearable. Gan has always been straightforward in front of Zeng Hua.
"Yes, these Hu families were able to escape with their lives in begging for Hu Ling, which means that their lives should be like this, and after they return to Guanlong, they will be scattered and resettled in various places like the rest of the more than 20,000 Hu who survived, silently
Go down, I think that the hundreds of thousands of Hu in the Central Plains may only be left with these more than 30,000 Zeng Huadao.
"Commander, are we going to kill all these husks?" Gan asked suddenly.
"Hatred, when a nation awakens, will always vent the accumulated hatred on the head of another nation. Hatred can make us rise up, but it can also blind us. It's very enjoyable to slash the enemy, but the most difficult thing is when to do it and when to stop. It is impossible to conquer a nation by blind slaughter alone, and our Chinese nation is a typical example of this. Zeng Hua said in a deep voice, his voice full of loneliness and contemplation.
"Hundreds of thousands of Hu have been killed to less than 40,000, do you think these people will set off a lot of storms?" Zeng Hua asked. "Leaving these 30,000 Hu is not to show our benevolence, we have killed hundreds of thousands of people, no matter how much we pretend to be a butcher. We left these 30,000 Hu just to tell future generations that today we are not raising our steel knives for the sake of slaughter, Changbao. Do you understand? ”
Gan shook his head first, thought for a while, and finally nodded, but never spoke.
"Changbao, I will not reproach you for your pity and forbearance, because when I see these Hu people who are full of despair for the future, my heart will also swell with a burst of unbearability. It's normal for us to have this kind of intolerance, because we still have a conscience. And the conscience of pity for the weak. If we lose even this conscience. So what's the difference between us and those damned huhs? Zeng Hua continued.
"Warlord. I understand. Gan bowed his head in silence for a while, and finally spoke, "Hatred, why can we only remember hatred forever?" ”
"Why? Because we live in this world, because we have greed, because we have selfish desires, we try to rob other people's things. Trying to enslave others, so we will conflict, there will be hatred. Zeng Hua said indifferently, "Remember that hatred is not terrible, the most terrible thing is that we talk about forgetting those hatreds, or avoiding those hatreds." ”
"Lord, what are we going to do? Even if we kill all the Hu and other Hu people, it will be like a pack of wolves on the grassland. Kill this group and another group that has migrated from afar. Gan asked leisurely as he looked into the distance.
"First of all, we have to be strong enough. Powerful enough to wipe out any pack of invading wolves. Zeng Hua also looked into the distance, and his voice was low with Jin Ge's voice, "Second." You have to learn to turn wolves into sheepdogs, don't you like Tibetan mastiffs very much? A good Tibetan mastiff can keep an eye on a pack of wild wolves. ”
Hearing this, Gan turned his head and stared at Zeng Hua for a long time, and finally let out a long breath and said: "I will always remember the day I met the military lord in Shiping County in the first year of Yonghe, maybe from that day on, my fate, the fate of the world has changed. ”
"Why?" Zeng Hua was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile.
"Because of the military master, you have created one miracle after another." Gan also smiled, and couldn't help but squint his eyes after finishing speaking, as if he was recalling something.
"Miracles, what do you mean by miracles? Is it a miracle that no one else has done? Zeng Hua asked rhetorically.
"I don't know." Gan is very honest.
"There's a story about two boats fishing at the same time, but one comes home every day with a full load, while the other often gets nothing. Why? Because there is a fairy treasure on the boat that returns with a full load every day, it can see the bottom of the sea and know where there are fish and where there are no fish on the bottom of the sea, so this boat can go straight to the place where there are fish every day, and then return with a full load. ”
"It's the same with the miracles I've done. Everyone is groping in the dark now, and although I am struggling in the dark, I have seen the road during the day and have a rough memory of the road and direction, so I can find the right direction more directly than others, and get to the destination more quickly. Zeng Hua tilted his head, pondered the most appropriate words and said slowly.
"I believe it, because we all know that the warlord can predict the prophet. Just like this flank attack on the Yan army, you have been raising cavalry food and grass for the past two years, constantly training them in the land of Henan, and then mobilizing them to Bingzhou little by little, confusing everyone with the excuse of preparing to attack the country, and finally rushing thousands of miles to attack Hebei. Gan nodded and said, as if he had fully accepted Zeng Huadi's supernatural powers.
"Yan Guo should be honest this time." Gan then sighed. In the minds of the generals of Beifu, the biggest enemy in the future will be the Yan State, as for the Wei State, if there is no Beifu to support it, I really don't know what it will become, so it will be automatically filtered.
"Why do you say that?" Zeng Hua asked rhetorically as if he was testing whether his sworn brother was qualified to be the assassin of the state.
"The 20,000 wounded soldiers of the Yan Army are estimated to be half a year at most, I'm afraid there is not one of the ten left, and those doctors in the Yan Kingdom have no way to compare with our military doctors in Beifu. Coupled with these 40,000 Yan army captives, the Yan country can go bankrupt. previously ransomed Murong Chui, Murong Jun and other nobles
It has already made us a lot of money, and in addition to the two humble people, there are more than 15,000 Khitan, Kumoxi and other people from various ethnic groups among the captives of the Yan army. According to the current population and economic situation of Yan Kingdom, it is already good to be able to redeem all these Xianbei people, and it must be the nobles first. Therefore, these Xianbei civilians, like the captives of other clansmen, may have to stay in our Beifu for a long time, and if this continues, not only will the strength of the Yan Kingdom be greatly damaged, but also their internal contradictions will intensify and be turbulent. Gan thought for a moment and replied.
"Yes, it does." Zeng Hua nodded in admiration, and suddenly asked, "When do you think Yan Guo will make a comeback?" ”
"At least ten years or more." Gan thought for a moment and replied.
"It won't take that long, Murong Jun, Murong Ke, Yang Qi, Huangfu Zhen and others are not dry food, they will naturally pass on the losses suffered by us to the Khitan, Kumoxi, Goguryeo and other countries and tribes, the recovery ability of these nomadic countries is unpredictable, I think maybe in five years they will go south again." Zeng Hua analyzed.
"So we have five years to go." Gan continued, "So who are we targeting next?" ”
Yes, who is the next target of Beifu? Beifu has raised so many soldiers. It would be a shame not to fight.
"Tuoba Xianbei's Daiguo." Zeng Hua replied categorically.
"Daiguo? Why is it? Gan thought something was strange. According to what many people think. The worst should be Liangzhou, where there is money.
"Why? First of all, our Beifu has to expand its strength, and Xiqiang has been excavated to the limit. In addition to going to Beitianzhu from time to time to inspect the stone monuments erected by Yeli Xunli, plus fishing for some water, it is also necessary to consolidate the Qiangtang, Nibora and other places; Yao Jin is in Qinghai, in addition to watching Liangzhou, he also reminds the countries of the Western Regions from time to time that I, the capital of Anxi, exists; And the area under the jurisdiction of General Aung Thanh is the place where the most troops are drawn, and they have no way to provide more cavalry for Beifu. ”
Zeng Hua looked at the north and said: "Now we must set our sights on the north, where there are Tuoba Xianbei tribes, as well as Rouran. That's enough for us to play for five years. And the location there is extremely important, occupying Mo Nan and Mo Bei, in the east, we directly attack the old nest of Yan State, in the west, we attack Liangzhou in the north and south, and even directly attack the North Road of the Western Regions. ”
Gan pulled up the map in his mind and thought about it. In recent years, the map of Beifu has become more and more accurate, which is due to Zeng Hua's continuous dispatch of people to survey everywhere. It also has the role of a "modern atlas" that he brings. It may not be long before Beifu will start using latitude and longitude.
Gan thought about it in his head. Indeed, if you occupy the territory of Daiguo, then you can directly look down on Youzhou and Pingzhou.
"We have already torn our faces with Yan Guo. Then we have to continue to get the lead. Don't look at Yan Guo now that he is honest, once he recovers, he will be the most dangerous wolf. While he is still weak, and when there are no major wars in the Central Plains, and we have no troubles, we must fight the country and occupy a favorable position. However, in this way, we must take a huge risk, the Tuoba Department may be easy to fight, but the Rouran and Wanli Mobei will not be so easy to deal with. Zeng Hua said while thinking.
"Lord, what should I do then?" Gan understood when he heard this, it seems that Zeng Hua is going to do it himself this time, otherwise there would not have been a major personnel change at the end of last year for no reason.
"You? Aren't you a state assassin? You first go to Shangdang County, bring back the tens of thousands of people in the city, and then continue to lead the troops south, passing through Pingyang County to Hedong County. Zeng Hua replied immediately.
"Hedong County? Isn't that Sizhou's territory? "Gan is a little confused.
"It used to be Sizhou's territory, but now it's assigned to you. Think about it, I sent troops to Hebei, and I got two courtiers to go back to the Jiangzuo court at once, and there is also a jade seal of the country, which is a bit too much, and it is time for Duke Huan to come out and block the wind for me. After you went to Hedong County, you commanded Zhao Fu of Hongnong, and pressed towards Luoyang together, let Fu Jian move his nest, and let Huan Gonghao go to sweep the ancestral mausoleum for the Jiangzuo court. ”
"Okay!" Gan replied happily.
Zeng Hua thought about it in his heart, he sent the ministers of Yan and Wei, and Jiang Zuo must have welcomed Yan Guo back to the imperial court; As for Wei Guo, for the sake of the jade seal of the country and his own help, he will definitely pinch his nose and reluctantly agree. In this way, in addition to the Zhou State of Heluo who is still "dying and struggling", this world has miraculously returned to Jiang Zuojin's room, and his own contribution is really a bit big.
However, he has always been relatively low-key, so he must let Huan Wen recover Heluo and cover his own credit, so that he can sleep with peace of mind, alas, there is no way, who calls himself a more modest person?