Chapter 262 Roll
After winning the battle, each general seemed to have his own way of coping.
Zhenbei Hou likes to have barbecues on the spot,
Li Fusheng likes to eat human blood steamed buns in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain,
Tian Wujing just sits on Pixiu. , it seems that everything in front of me has nothing to do with me.
Also, compared with leading an army of 200,000 to fight thousands of miles and defeating half of the Jin Kingdom, what we have just experienced can only be regarded as a small fight.
The savage was defeated, completely defeated, and defeated without any temper. He couldn't beat him. He just couldn't beat him.
Under the feet of Que Mu, there were many corpses lying, including those of the Yan people, and some of the savage warriors who had sworn to protect themselves to the death.
Angda is dead, he has fulfilled his oath;
Que Mu did not run away, even though the Nanhou of the Yan people did not seem too interested in killing his own barbarian general. There was so much urgency and urgency, but he still didn't run away.
Reason told him that if he could leave at this time, it would be beneficial to the overall situation, and then he could go back and tell the king that the Yan people are indeed as powerful and terrifying as you said.
As a general who commanded the army, he showed off his bravery and died here like this. It was undoubtedly the king's loss.
Que Mu believed that Wang hoped that he would survive and go back, because Wang always seemed to maintain a terrifying calmness at all times.
But Que Mu didn’t want to run away, nor was he willing to escape.
At first, Onda persuaded himself to run and take his five thousand warriors with him. He refused, and insisted on summoning savage warriors from nearby tribes to help in the battle.
This is the result of his own insistence. He has to stay here and bear this responsibility.
The overall situation is too big and too tiring. He doesn’t want to care about it anymore. Now he just wants to die and fight to death...
Everyone is in the sky, waiting. As for ourselves, we must return to the embrace of the stars together.
However, the surrounding Yan cavalry were just swimming around him, as if they had regarded him as a fish in a net, waiting for the superior to give orders before deciding how to cook themselves.
“Come on! Come on! Come on!”
Que Mu staggered around and kept looking around, shouting loudly. He had run out of gas and the lamp was dry. The injuries on his body made it impossible for him to even run at this time, and he could only barely maintain his balance while standing.
Come on,
Come up,
Kill me!
The Yan troops around him looked at him with a bit of teasing. From time to time, someone would shoot an arrow with a bow, but they deliberately did not hit the quemu, but shot in front of him or on his side.
People often hear a story about how an enemy treats a respectable opponent seriously, but the chance of such a story happening is very small, or maybe a big shot wants to show off a political maneuver at this time.
You want a group of Qiuba who have just experienced a fight and are already red-eyed to learn to respect their opponents?
Does not exist.
Que Mu was very ashamed and angry. He wanted to die, but no one came up to give him the last blow. At this time, he was like a prey surrounded.
Liang Cheng’s rear army has now transformed into the front army to pursue the escape. The rest of the troops are resting on the spot, cleaning the battlefield, finishing the last blow, treating Pao Ze, and treating Pao Ze. Everyone will do it from time to time. He raised his head and looked at the still angry Que Mu over there, as if watching an impromptu performance.
The Yan army won, but it was impossible without casualties. This performance was not so much for the entertainment of the living, but rather as a memorial to Pao Ze who had just died in the battle.
Zheng Fan took out his water bag and drank several sips. At this time, Tian Wujing had already dismounted and came to the circle.
"Come on, come on, come on..."
Que Mu is still shouting, he may know a little bit of Xia dialect, and his voice is already very hoarse.
Tian Wujing stood there, just looking at it without saying a word.
The surrounding knights of the Yan Army saw that their Marquis did not speak, so they thought that the Marquis did not care about this, so they continued to tease the savage warrior.
Zheng Fan took off a coil of rope from his horse, walked over, and shouted to the cavalrymen who were riding in circles beside him:
“Shoot him in the leg. ! "
The words of the celebrities around Mr. Hou still work.
At that moment, several knights opened their bows and shot arrows. Que Mu had lost the ability to move around, and both of his legs were hit by arrows and fell to the ground.
Zheng Fan threw the rope to a knight beside him and said:
"Tie up, drag behind the horse, and go for a swim with the nearby tribes!"
"As you command. ”
Like a horse being lassoed, a rope was put on Quemu who had just kneeled on the ground, and then he was dragged to the ground by the war horse. Hundreds of knights roared up and dragged him on the ground. The struggling and howling Que Mu walked away.
Tian Wujing was noncommittal about Zheng Fan's measures, walked to Pixiu and sat down.
Zheng Fan also came over and asked:
"Master Hou, do we want to camp?"
We can wait for the 20,000 cavalry behind, which is the left and right armies.
"No, let the soldiers rest for a while, we continue to the east."
"What about these nearby tribes?"
"Leave it to the left and right armies behind to clean up."
Hearing this, Zheng Fan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as these tribes can be swept away, a large number of savage slaves, as well as a massive number of cattle, sheep, and horses will be wiped out. Became the spoils of war for the Yan people.
Tian Wujing seemed to have seen through Zheng Fan’s thoughts,
said:
“Why, are you afraid of losing money?”
Zheng Fan had a shy smile on his face, nodded sincerely,
said:
“I’m a little scared.”
“War is not a business. ”
“The final general will understand, but the final general will know better that a losing battle, like a losing business, will not last long.”
"There is something in your words."
"Master Hou is wise. This idea came to me just now. Master Hou, the savages in the snowy fields are much stronger than the savages who will eventually be suppressed in the Tianduan Mountains. ”
“Following Continue. "
"The general feels that when the Marquis leads his army into the snowy field, he does not intend to completely eradicate the savages in the snowy field, because... they cannot be eradicated at all."
Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan.
Zheng Fan continued:
"Just like the desert, the Zhenbei Army can defeat any barbarians facing them, but it still cannot clear out the barbarians, because the desert is too useless for me, Dayan. We, Dayan, have no way of completely locking and enclosing the desert with a wall like the Qian Kingdom."
This is like another world. The control of the border areas by the Central Plains dynasties is often controlled in times of prosperity and lost in times of decline, because the cost of controlling them is too great. The dynasty When the dynasty was strong, it could be played in the name of opening up new territories, but when the dynasty was not so strong, it actually became a burden.
"The same goes for the Snowfield Savages. Our army set out from Shengle City into the Snowfield. This is just the borderland for the Snowfield Savages. Even the elite Jingnan Army still needs more than ten days to cross the sky. The Broken Mountain Range comes here and then marches into the depths of the snowfield , it is really boundless, and army supplies, reinforcements, and military information transmission will be greatly hindered. In fact, to a certain extent, the snowfield is more like another desert."
Tian Wujing stretched out his hand. Pointed at Zheng Fan,
Said:
"I understand what you mean. Since the snowy plain is another desert for me, Dayan, then you, Zheng Chengshou, want to be another Zhenbeihou for Dayan?"
“A soldier who doesn’t want to be a marquis is not a good soldier.”
“This is interesting.”
“Master Marquis, I don’t dare to hope for a marquis. It is hard to get a title with my own surname, Yan, but I am willing to take on the responsibility of guarding Shengle City. , Dai Dayan cut down the snowfield savages.”
This place can be fought, but it cannot be occupied. If you win, you still have to leave. Once you leave, people will come back.
The Jin people had cut down the barbarians for hundreds of years, and even in the end, the Tianduan Mountains were still densely populated with barbarian settlements. After they cut off a crop, another crop grew, and the swords were blunted, but the barbarians were still numerous.
So, we can only follow the example of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, greeting these neighbors every now and then, and hammering them, firstly, not to allow them to have a unified political power, and secondly, to prevent their population from growing too fast.
“I can’t make the decision in this matter.”
With one city to exercise the responsibility of controlling the snowy plains, this is not just as simple as a city guard, at least it must be as simple as Jingnan The army and the Zhenbei army were divided into a military region.
Zheng Fan lowered his head.
"However, I will make a proposal to His Majesty for you, but Zheng Chengshou."
"The general will be here."
"How much belly do you have, how much you eat Rice, I am afraid that you will eat too much at once. "More, hold on."
"Master Hou, more than a year ago, Mo Jiang was just the young owner of an inn in Hutou City, surrounded by a few mediocre idiots who had no ability other than eating. Guy;
But now, the general has been able to build the city. The Marquis said that the general has some merchant habits. The general thinks there is nothing wrong with this. At least the general can run it. "
The implication is, let me do this job, I don't want the treasury to spend more money.
I can run without eating grass!
Tian Wujing was noncommittal,
Zheng Fan did not dare to speak anymore,
After a while,
Tian Wujing said:
“You are very impatient.”
“Master Hou, the final general is just...”
Tian Wu Jing nodded and said:
"I understand why you are impatient."
"Master Hou, it's not..."
"Yu Li, your talents and qualifications are what I appreciate, and Li Liangting also appreciates you. You value it very much, just Even Your Majesty is the same;
In terms of affection, you are the godfather of my unborn child.
So, in terms of affection and reason, I will push you forward. ”
"General, thank you very much, Lord Marquis, for your cultivation!"
"No need to thank me, Lord."
"General, thank you very much, Lord Marquis, little princess!"
Tian Wujing smiled,
He reached out and pushed away Zheng Fan who was kneeling in front of him,
He cursed:
“You, you, you really look like a treacherous person.”
Zheng Fan was pushed to the ground, but he still had a smile on his face and said:
"You are not the one who favored me, Lord Marquis."
Tian Wujing sighed,
Said:
“It’s a pity that you don’t pick up Wei Zhonghe’s class.”
“That can’t be done, Lord Marquis, I haven’t passed on the family lineage yet. I’ll wait until this battle is over. , I will work hard when I go back , try to find some playmates for the young prince or the princess.
Who dares to threaten them in the future..."
Tian Wujing lowered his head and looked at Zheng. Fan asked:
"What will you do?"
Zheng Fan put away the smile on his face,
He Tian Wujing looked at each other,
word by word:
"I will tell the Marquis right away and ask him to teach them a lesson!"
"Get lost." (End of this chapter)