Yang Chuan's so-called 'soldiers and horses' actually have two branches, one of which is an 'infrastructure battalion' that he secretly mobilized from Shuofang County in advance.

The other army was the Qiang.

Strictly speaking, it should be the Baima Qiang people, because they neither admit that they are Baima people, nor do they recognize themselves as Qiang people, let alone Di people or Qiang people......

"That's what you said, soldiers?"

Seeing the eight hundred white horse Qiang people in ragged clothes and animal skins, Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang were dumbfounded, looking at each other, and they couldn't speak for a while.

In the Han Empire, it is also very common to use the Qiang people, the Donghu people, and the South Yue people to fight for the 'coercive army', and even, even the most elite northern army of the Han Empire, there is a 'Hu cavalry battalion' composed of the Huns, with fierce combat power and unparalleled cavalry and archery kung fu in the world, and it is one of the trump card troops in Liu Che's hands, and its combat power is no less than the current Yulin Army.

However, the 'Yue Cavalry Battalion' and 'Hu Cavalry Battalion' seen by everyone are more powerful than the other, not only have the most advanced iron armor and fine iron weapons of the Han Army, but the war horses under their crotches are also abnormal, which once made Huo Quai's eyes hot.

Take a look at the 'White Horse Qiang Soldiers' recruited by Yang Chuan, they are almost like beggars on the roadside, even if they don't have armor and clothes on their bodies, even the bows, arrows, spears and javelins in their hands are even vulgar, even the hunters in Guanzhong are not as good.

How can such an army comprehensively protect the flank security of the Yulin Army?

"Yang Chuan, where did you find these people, it can't be that Guo Xie grabbed some Qiang people and sold them to you casually, right?"

Huo Quzhi endured the dissatisfaction in his heart, and his two sword eyebrows frowned slightly: "It's really not good, get some weapons and horses, and bring the armed training of the infrastructure battalion you mobilized from Shuofang County, these people ...... Forget it. ”

Yang Chuan had long known that Huo Qubing would be so disgusted, and Wen Yan said with a smile: "These Qiang people were not bought, nor did they defect to them themselves, but I made a deal with them, and they lent them to us." ”

At this moment, Huo Quzhi became more and more irritable, suddenly stood up, wanted to say something, and took a look at Yang Chuan, who was in his chest, and endured it again: "Yang Chuan, according to our marching plan, it is not a joke to go deep into the Qiang people's lair, if the Li family in Longxi is making a ghost behind the back, even if they don't stab us directly, but even if they watch the fire from the other side, it will be a big disaster for the Yulin Army." ”

Yang Chuan patted Huo Quai's shoulder with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't be arrogant or impatient, haven't considered victory yet, calculate defeat first, this is what a general looks like."

Don't get sick.

You don't have to underestimate this army of soldiers and horses, in Mobei, Guanzhong, and the Central Plains, the mixed combat method of the Northern Army and the Yulin Army is very powerful, if it is combined with the cooperation of light and heavy cavalry, it can be said that they can go sideways in this world.

However, once you enter the deep mountains and dense forests, I can clearly tell you that a white horse Qiang army that is good at hunting is enough to deal a fatal blow to the Yulin army, do you believe it? ”

Huo Quzhi's face gradually soothed.

There are some things that he understands very well in his heart, and he knows very clearly that once he enters the land of Longnan, if he arrives in the land of Sichuan and Shu, where the deep mountains and dense forests, reckless mountains and endless mosquito bites, coupled with the miasma that no one can figure out the situation, if he is not careful, he may let an elite iron horse die without a place to be buried.

After all, for the time being, the Yulin Army is actually more suitable for opening and closing in the desert, grassland, Gobi and plains......

"Would you like to give them a suit of leather armor and some good bows and feathered arrows?"

Huo Quzhi frowned and asked.

Yang Chuan shook his head directly, and said indifferently: "I have already told their heads, business is business, war is war, business, Ben Hou will not deceive them, how much money the family earns, Ben Hou will give them a lot of money, and even, if the head is relatively large, you can also give their head another sum of gold and sheep fat jade."

But.

On the battlefield, you must follow the rules of the battlefield.

I told their leaders that I was only responsible for training them, and that they had to exchange the armor, bows, and horseshoes they wanted for their own military exploits; After they have changed their armor, bows, crossbows, horseshoes and other weapons, they can also exchange their military merits for gold, money, grain, jade, porcelain, spices, ......"

Huo Quzhi finally understood.

Yang Chuan's cowardice is too ruthless, where is this business, it is clearly to use the resources in his hands to organize a mercenary army for himself.

"You do something, I don't worry," Huo Quai's handsome face finally showed a smile, and said with bared teeth: "However, it's best to keep this matter secret, don't let the emperor know." ”

Yang Chuan smiled noncommittally: "It's okay if you know, you wait and see, in less than three or five years, this kind of business will get bigger and bigger, and even the emperor is estimated to join in......"

……

According to the original plan, the Yulin Army will secretly go to Lintao to stand by at any time, and after such a toss, it can only enter the land of Longnan.

Of course, the land of Longnan is the name of Yangchuan, in the current Han Empire, part of the "land of Longnan" belongs to Hanzhong, Sichuan and Shu, part of it is occupied by the Qiang people and Di people, and only less than one-third of the territory belongs to Longxi County, and so on.

The peaks and peaks here are stacked, the mountains are big and the ravines are deep, there are deep mountains and dense forests everywhere, and there are many rivers crisscrossing them, because the road is blocked, here naturally becomes the paradise of the Qiang tribe, every dozens of miles, there will be one or a piece of Qiang people's village.

The origin of the Qiang people here is complex, and there is very little contact between tribes, and there are many villages that are ten miles away from each other or do not interact with each other; Therefore, tribal vendettas are very common here, and almost every tribe exists in extremely harsh environments, with killing, blood and tears.

Because of this, the relationship between the Qiang tribe and the Han Empire was delicate.

For example, they generally submit to the Li family, which is stronger than them, but they are very hostile to the so-called Han court, and once they seize the opportunity, they will often torture and kill some lone Han soldiers.

As for the method of killing, Yang Chuan has the most right to speak.

Because, when he was a slave in the Qiang tribe, he had seen more than thirty or fifty ways of abusing captives and slaves, such as dripping hot mutton fat on the eyeballs, pouring hot iron juice into the ears, stuffing a sharpened wooden stick into the lower body of the Han slave, and then making him sit on it.

Slowly, the sharpened part of the stick will poke out of the slave's mouth.

Whether it is the Qiang people or the Di people, or the Yiqu people who are entrenched in the area of Pingliang and Qingyang, the Huns all like this very cruel method of torture and killing, and call it 'sacrificial heaven' very affectionately.

Surrender to the strong and torture the weak, this is the Qiang people in Yang Chuan's mind.

The same is true of the Baimaqiang people.

So.

When they came to a beautiful Grand Canyon, they saw that the Qiang people in the whole village were all executed with more than 100 sharpened wooden sticks, like a group of wise men who looked up to the sky and sighed, silently opened their mouths, and Aomori Sen's face was flushed with a faint blue, which made the Yulin orphans who were used to seeing dead corpses on the battlefield also feel a pain in the fart......

Tete's cruelty.

"Yang Chuan, look at the good deeds done by those Qiang people you hired," Huo Quzhi only glanced at it a few times, and began to count Yang Chuan: "Can you let them kill people in a different way?" ”

Yang Chuan seemed to be admiring some great works of art, one after another, observing the Qiang people who were executed very carefully, as if he wanted to find something on the faces of those Aomori Mori dead people, and muttered to himself: "Those White Horse Qiang people are simply stupid, this work is too rough." ”

"Look at this corpse, the stick is poking out of his cheeks."

"Go sick, Cao Xiang, do you know why?"

"This is when the stick is inserted into the fart swallow, because the captive is struggling so hard, and after the stick is poked in, the direction is shifted, bypassing his intestines, stomach, throat and mouth, but poking it up from the other side, through his lungs."

"You see, there used to be a lot of blood foam coming out of this man's mouth and nose, and even the inside of his eyes and ears were sprayed with blood foam, which is caused by the slow puncture of the lungs......"

Listening to Yang Chuan's interesting 'commentary', not to mention Cao Xiang, Sima Qian, and Dongfang Shuo, even Huo Quzhi vomited and scolded: "Yang Chuan, are you sick on a dog day?" ”

Among all of them, only Zhang Tang had no expression.

Like Yang Chuan, this big man was very interested in the corpses of these Qiang people who were executed by wooden sticks, not only observing with his eyes, but also using his hands from time to time to cut those corpses with a sharp knife, and carefully studying how the wooden sticks penetrated through the human body, which was quite a bit of the style of forensic doctors in later generations.

In this regard, Yang Chuan is very pleased.

But the others, looking at Yang Chuan and Zhang Tang as 'dead perverts', not only showed contempt, fear, and disgust, but also had an indescribable trace of sympathy.

These two people are hopeless......

At this moment, several Baimaqiang people wearing animal skins and their faces covered with blood came over, knelt down on one knee in a proper manner, and met Yang Chuan, Marquis of Changning: "Han officer, how many bows and crossbows do we have to exchange for our military functions?" ”

Yang Chuan leaned down, stretched out his hand to lift the chin of the Qiang people who were the leader, and said with a warm smile: "You eight hundred, this time you killed one hundred and thirty-nine people, you go back and bring the list of meritorious people, Ben Hou will personally meet our warriors, and will exchange the merits that belong to them into armor, bows, crossbows, and food, and reward them in person." ”

The White Horse Qiang people were a little puzzled at first.

He tilted his unkempt head sideways, thought for a while before he reacted, and couldn't help but look overjoyed, and said, "Okay, thank you, Han official." ”

"When a ferocious dog catches its prey, it is only natural that the prey must be distributed by the owner."

"Our warriors are braver than the other, one is more ferocious than the other, and he is the best jackal in the world."

"And you, the Black Eagle that stands tall above."

"The distribution of this merit is justified, and it should be carried out by you, the eagle in the sky, which is an encouragement to the warriors and a reward for the warriors......"

The voice of the leader of the Baimaqiang people is very good, low, hoarse, with a slight sense of inexplicable vicissitudes, and it is very nice to say some grateful words in a singing tone.

Yang Chuan listened to the way the Qiang people sang and spoke, and in a trance, he was slightly distracted.

Qiang people.

Aries tribe.

Western regions.

How many times have the Qiang people who were killed by him with herbs and ores appeared in his dreams, making him a great Han prince, and he would grit his teeth and want to destroy his species......

Now, he's back.

"Go, summon our warriors, Benhou will remember the merit in person and reward it in person."

Yang Chuan waved his hand, there was always a strange smile on his harmless face, and Wen Yan said: "The military merits of one hundred and thirty-nine heads are exchanged for one hundred and thirty-nine gold coins and one hundred and thirty-nine pairs of beginner leather armor. ”

"From now on, you will have as long as you fight your enemies, with iron armor, with iron horses, with scimitars, with bows and crossbows, and with gold, and with women, and with grain, and with wine, and in vast lands and pastures."

"Remember, you don't have to cut off your head in exchange for military merit henceforth, you just need to cut off your enemy's ears after killing them."

"One left ear, in exchange for a military merit."

"Because this is the first time you have made meritorious contributions, therefore, Ben Hou will add some additional rewards, and your eight hundred warriors of the Baima Qiang people will have dinner with Ben Hou, eat meat in large pieces, and drink wine in large bowls!"

As soon as Yang Chuan's words fell, the Baima Qiang people broke out into cheers, knelt on one knee, pulled out knives one after another, and cut their faces fiercely.

When he landed, blood flowed everywhere.

Those white horse Qiang people put their knives into their sheaths, dipped their three fingers in blood, smeared them on their faces a few times, and drew a few shocking blood marks, like mysterious and mysterious spells.

"Thank you, Marquis Changning!"

"Thank you, Lord Taishou!"

“……”

Seeing the chrysanthemums on the faces of these hideous guys, Yang Chuan, Huo Quzhi, Cao Xiang and others also laughed.

Look, this is Yang Chuan's means.

You don't need Yulin Erlang to fight to the death to kill the enemy, naturally avoid unnecessary damage during jungle combat, you know, the real target of Yulin Iron Cavalry is the grassland, the desert, and the Huns who are entrenched in the Hexi Corridor.

In the midst of a cheer, eight hundred fierce warriors of the White Horse Qiang people came.

Yang Chuan was very trustworthy, and distributed 'prizes' to those who had meritorious service in killing the enemy one by one-

A Han debt coin, a lowest-level leather armor, and a large bowl of spirits.

"Achievements will be rewarded, mistakes will be punished, warriors, if you want to make you Baima Qiang people become the best among the Qiang people and become the king of the Qiang people, you just need to follow the Benhou to fight."

"Come on, kill cattle and sheep, feast guests."

"Ben Hou celebrates the achievements of eight hundred warriors!"

With Yang Chuan's order, the 300 people of the Yulin Army's 'Huotou Battalion' quickly moved to kill cattle and sheep in this stockade stained with blood and pain, and bury the pot to make rice.

In the Huotou Battalion of the Yulin Army, every chef has been specially trained in Yang Chuan's house, whether it is the knife technique or the 'spoon method' when turning the spoon, there is naturally Yang Chuan's shadow, and they all look like the show performances of the Chef God Competition, which makes the warriors of the eight hundred White Horse Qiang people stunned.

It's a big deal.

In this world, when killing cattle and sheep, deboning and chopping meat, can you still play like this?

A sturdy yak only needs to cut its throat with a gentle knife, and before the cow can let out a painful wail, a cow is quickly broken down into a pile of bones and a pile of meat.

As for the technique of slaughtering sheep, it is even more skillful, three down five divided by two, a group of Qiang people's fat sheep, become ingredients, are soaked in the clear river water, just wait for half an hour later to start roasting the whole sheep.

"Warriors, come, take your seats."

"Tonight, let's eat stir-fried calf, plus a meal of roasted whole sheep, as for the pot helmet, just eat it with an open belly."

On a high platform, Yang Chuan sat in the center and picked up a bowl of wine: "Come, brothers, I have made this bowl of wine first, and after a full meal for a while, there is still a lot of work to be done in the evening." ”

(End of chapter)