Chapter 312: Misfortune
To the west of Xi'anyang, near the border between the two counties of Wuyuan Shuofang, smoke rose from the field.
This is a group of nearly 100 Hun cavalry, wearing felt hats and clothes made of animal skins, sitting around the fire, stretching out their hands to warm the fire.
On the right hand side, there is a simple earthen stove, the firewood is in full swing, and the pot is set up on it, and soon it boils, and the fishy smell wafts out.
Eating mutton and drinking mutton soup in winter can drive away the cold and make warmth, which is an eternal truth.
Before the mutton soup was cooked, the Huns used small talk to pass the wait.
"The sheep are getting harder and harder to catch now." A Hun with a beard sighed.
When I first arrived, I saw a flock of sheep everywhere, and when I grabbed it, there were dozens of them. Peel the skin and put it in the pot, enough for them to eat for many days. Nowadays, even if you walk five or six miles, you may not be able to see one.
In the words of the Han people, it is really a declining world.
"I'm a little tired of eating sheep." The man next to him ripped off his clothes, and his fingers picked at his chest hairy chest, saying that he didn't care.
Having said that, however, when he smelled the smell of sheep in his nose, he still involuntarily swallowed the saliva in his throat.
Everyone spoke energetically, and there was an inaudible voice cautiously: "Captain Baicai, this is Wuyuan County anyway, let's ...... Wouldn't it be good? ”
"Ariza, you are so cowardly and afraid, how can you have the slightest bit of blood of my Hun man." A Hun horseman sneered.
"That's it, don't talk about cooking sheep behind their backs, even if you eat it in front of them, what can they do!"
"If they resist, how can they let us eat until today."
Everyone laughed at each word, and Hu Yanyao, who was the commander of the hundred horses, also just smiled at this, and didn't take it to heart.
He was originally King Zuoxian's confidant guard, but not long ago, King Zuoxian's confidant and adviser was Lou Fanbei who died at the sacrifice ceremony of the Dongqiang people. The Qiang people's claim for this is that a Han who mixed in killed Lou Fanbei, but in the eyes of the Marquis of Subu Gudu, the leaders of the Eastern Qiang tribes as the host are also to blame.
Later, when he learned that the Dongqiang people had moved into Wuyuan, he sent Hu Yanyao to pick quarrels and provoke trouble.
At first, Hu Yanyao still occasionally harassed at the border, but as the Dongqiang people didn't care, their courage gradually grew, and they developed to the point of stealing chickens and eating sheep every once in a while.
As long as the Dongqiang people dare to resist and hurt people, the Marquis of Xubu Bone will immediately carry a large army to kill Xingshi to ask for the guilt.
The Han people like to control their balance, and the Marquis of Subu Gudu grasped this. Now that the Han army is deep in the mud in Liangzhou, he doesn't believe that the Han court dares to fight with him again at this time.
At that time, the Marquis of Xubu Gudu only had to wait for the Han people to admit their mistakes and sue for peace, and then take the opportunity to ask for supplies and equipment to obtain more benefits.
If it was changed a few years ago, when the Xiongnu were strong, why did they need these despicable methods. Directly hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen waved, and the Han people did not obediently take the initiative to offer the cattle and horses, and sent the princess to come and kiss?
When I become an order, I will definitely regain my former glory!
The Marquis of Zuoxian, the king of Zuoxian, made a grand wish, and on this point, he and his nemesis Yu Fuluo had surprisingly the same thoughts.
The soup in the jar boiled, and the aroma of the broth became more and more intense.
On the field ahead, there was a large group of Qiang people, both men and women, and there were more than a thousand people in the black area. In their hands, they each held a series of fellows such as flat poles, wooden sticks, and farm hoes, and their faces were filled with indignation.
"Great Elder, this is the group of people, this is the fifth time this month that they have come to steal our shepherd!" The Qiang people who had been stolen from the sheep pointed to this side and spoke angrily.
Because of the death of the Southern Xiongnu envoy at the sacrifice ceremony, the great elder also endured these people, tried to avoid confrontation with the Huns, and wanted to calm things down.
As a result, the Huns came again and again to provoke and cause trouble, and if they continued to indulge, they would sooner or later ride on their own heads to make a fortune.
"Which of you are the subordinates of a big boss who dare to cross the border to Xi'anyang to steal chickens and dogs!" As the spiritual pillar in the hearts of the Qiang people, the Great Elder was obligated to ask the Qiang people when they were suffering, and he stepped forward on the spot with a cane carved with a sheep's head.
Before Hu Yanyao could speak, his horsemen scolded first: "Old immortal, get out!" If you dangle in front of me again, I'll kill you! ”
The dignified Great Elder of Dongqiang has always been respected and worshipped, and he has never been insulted like this.
The Great Elder blew his eyes and glared, pointing at these barbarian Huns, so angry that he couldn't say a word for a long time.
Seeing that the Great Elder was humiliated, the Qiang people behind him all picked up the guys and prepared to step forward to fight with this gang.
Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang ~
A series of sword draws sounded, the Hun cavalry got on their horses one after another, and Hu Yanyao, who held the knife in his hand, looked at the more than 1,000 Qiang people, without the slightest fear, and even showed a little disdain: "I heard that you Qiang people are also a warlike nation, and today I, the Huns, want to ask for a lesson or two." ”
He is not afraid of making things bigger, and he wants it, and this is the situation.
"Stop!"
Seeing that the two sides were about to start working, the Great Elder hurriedly spoke out to stop him, and he still had the last trace of illusion: "As long as you promise that there will be no more offenses in the future, today's incident can be treated as if it did not happen." ”
There seem to be a lot of people on the Qiang people's side, but except for women and children, the old and the weak, there are not many people who can fight. What's more, they don't have weapons and horses, and the Huns are all riding horses and carrying knives, and if they really want to do it, they can't get any cheap.
Hu Yanyao scoffed at this, how could the weak have the capital to negotiate conditions, and waved his scimitar: "Kill!" ”
More than 100 war horses galloped over, and the Qiang people also waved their hands, trying to knock the Huns off the horse.
The difference between cavalry and pawns is not the slightest bit, not to mention that these Qiang people are not even basic pawns.
With only one face, a large number of Qiang people fell, at least two hundred.
Hu Yan Lering the horse turned around and charged again with more than 100 horsemen.
"Fight with you!"
"Kill your mother's brute Huns!"
In the roar and roar of the Qiang people, the horses' hooves trampled, and the sword light and sword shadows swept by, slashing the Qiang people on the ground to the ground one after another.
Flesh and blood flew and splattered everywhere.
In just half a burnt of incense, almost all of the Qiang people who could fight fell to the ground.
On the Huns' side, although they ate a lot of sticks, no one was killed.
Hu Yanyao patted his horse and walked in front of the Great Elder, looking down at the old man with white hair condescendingly, and said in a light tone: "Great Elder, listen up, go back and prepare two hundred cattle and sheep for me." I'm going to see it tomorrow morning, or ...... Hehe, the consequences should be clear to you. ”
After that, Hu Yanhao forcibly abducted more than a dozen Qiang women and headed west.