The leader of the chariot had already killed himself before he could break through, and before he died, he had destroyed some accounts and seals.

The prisoner flipped over on the body of the man who killed him, and there was nothing, and the representative of the company next to him was shouting loudly, telling his comrades to untie the carts that were connected together, put on their horses, and get out of here quickly.

The company commander was assigning a few men to stand guard within ten miles outside in case someone raided.

It's just a simple battle, and these people fight too much, so they don't take it seriously.

After the company commander finished assigning the task, he came to the side of the prisoner and patted him on the shoulder and said, "You really can, this time you have made another contribution, and it is stable to be promoted to sergeant." ”

The sergeant, borrowed from the original Zhou Li and the mainstream of the world at this time, is different from the sergeant in the rest of the world, in fact, this "sergeant" is similar to the captain of later generations.

It's just that at this time, the "captains" of various countries are all upper-level official positions, such as Xun Xin, a virtuous minister of Zhao State, who is a "lieutenant", is the central official of Zhao State, and is in charge of recommending talents, so in order to prevent unnecessary misunderstandings, the military rank within the Mo family is to be a lieutenant with a sergeant.

Originally, the soldier was also in charge of a chariot in the original chariot era, and the one hundred and twenty-five apprentices behind it, and the non-commissioned officers of the Mo family generally served as Sima Commander and Company Commander, and the number of people in charge was just right.

Sergeant, he can already be a company commander or a company representative, and it has only been more than a year since he came to Takayanagi in the north, so he can be seen by everyone with the brave, but the speed of accumulating meritorious service and promotion is fast enough.

When he heard this, he just smiled, and said in his heart that when the old man was my age, he had already participated in the battle of Shangqiu and pushed the tip of the spear to within five feet of the king of Chu, and I have nothing to brag about when I go home for this little credit. If he went back and talked about this at the wine table, the old man would definitely talk about how he caught Yue Wang Fei back then......

Thinking of the old man's beard and half-drunk, Shu Prisoner couldn't help laughing.

The representative of the company walked over and sighed: "The stirrups, iron swords and arrows in it are enough to kill a group of people." It doesn't have to be like that when you go back. ”

Que and Jun are the feudal monarchs of Zhao State, and the old rule of the world is that you can't punish doctors, and this matter will definitely lead to a lot of problems.

But the prisoner didn't care, and said, "Let's go back and talk about it." Qu Jiangzi will solve it by himself. I thought that this time we caught all the people in the convoy, and none of them ran away, so it was better to wait until our support arrived, and we escorted this batch of goods to Xiushui to deceive the tribe that traded with them......"

The company commander's eyes widened and said, "Forget it, let's go back and talk about it." The whole team! The whole team! Ready to go back. ”

Shu Prisoner smiled and didn't insist. Showing Bai Sensen's teeth, his heel knocked on Bai Xing's abdomen, and he went to tidy up his twenty-five people.

There was nothing to say all the way, and when there were still fifty miles away from the border fort, I finally met a support team. The supporting team came with three companies, as well as two small cannons, and saw from a distance the prisoners and others escorting the prisoners and vehicles, and the leader couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "You guys are lucky, and you let you meet it." If you can solve it yourself, why let us go these fifty miles? ”

The number of people had already been counted from afar, and it was also known that the enemy had more than two hundred, and it seemed that there were only a few wounded in the company, and the losses were very small, and the results were very great, so he could laugh.

The company commander went over and talked about the general battle process, and the deputy brigade commander who led the team beckoned to the prisoner: "You kid has a good brain, and when you go back, you and the people in the company will summarize the experience of this battle, write it out and hand it in." ”

The deputy brigade commander is the ink man in Sishang, not the old ink man before the battle of Shangqiu, but also the group that joined the Mo family before the battle of Lushui.

Shu prisoner Mi himself is also angry, during this time in Takayanagi, he has repeatedly made meritorious deeds, and is known for his boldness and careful brain.

The deputy brigade commander looked at the smiling prisoner and scolded with a smile: "I heard your company commander say just now, at that time you wanted to deceive the tribe that traded? If you want me to say, you're still a little bold. ”

"Since the border fort will inevitably send troops to the rescue, you should put forward your opinions at that time and let the backbone of your company discuss it. If you really go, it will be done. Now you're all within fifty miles of the border fort, and the tribes that want to trade have gone......"

After a few more jokes, the whole team moved forward, as if they were marching in peacetime, even within fifty miles of the border fort, they still sent scouts to reconnoiter the surroundings.

By the evening of the next day, the team finally returned to the border fort, surrounded by patches of buckwheat, wheat, corn and potatoes, lush green, and a strange fragrance rippled around the border fort.

The sunset hung obliquely, and the star-shaped side fort was like a dark monster, stretching out its tentacles in all directions. On the high turret, several bronze cannons shimmered.

Under the cannon, there is peace.

The nearby farmers went about their business, and from time to time someone saluted the procession, protecting the peace of the neighborhood and protecting their hope.

A river that brings irrigation from afar speaks of the power of these people to change the mountains, the villages near the border fort have lit bonfires of mosquito smoke, and several horse-drawn carriages creak and jolt off the road.

Seven years ago, corn potatoes, buckwheat and some beans were planted here, and it was not possible to double crop here, but with horse farming, crop rotation and composting, this area that was originally grazing grassland began to have a life for farming.

Here, the Mohists' policies were extremely radical, not only massively absorbing the fleeing serfs from the Zhao Land, but also targeting the tribes of the steppe to increase the population.

At this time, the scale of the tribe was very small, far from the time when the Xiongnu were integrated, and the large and small tribes ruled in a "feudal serf" way.

The head of the tribe owns all the property, cattle, sheep and horses, etc., and the herdsmen only help the leader to graze the herds, and the ownership is still the head of the tribe.

In the steppes, a solitary herdsman dies, and there must be a chief, or sooner or later he will be captured and become a member of the clan under the chief.

The customs on the grassland are also different from those in the Central Plains, the so-called "the strong eat fat, and the old eat the rest." Noble and strong, cheap and old. When his father dies, his wife and his stepmother; When a brother dies, he takes his wife. ”

Marrying a sister-in-law, a disciple, a stepmother, the strong eat meat, the weak eat grass, it seems to be the case since ancient times.

Since the Mo family began to operate in Gaoliu seven years ago, there have been two completely different "nicknames" among the grassland herders.

One is "the warm sun on the lake" and the other is "dirty black rat", and the difference between these two titles naturally stems from the difference in social status on the grassland.

In several battles, many leaders of small tribes were killed, and with the values of class struggle generally applicable, they changed customs, won the support of those herdsmen in the steppe tribes, taught them farming and herding, and settled in this neighborhood to form village communities.

There are few people, more land, more serfs, less aristocratic and wealthy families, only need agricultural support soldiers, do not need a developed commodity economy, and constantly provide the organizational power of the Mozhi...... All this guarantees the specificity and radicality of the policy here, and also maintains the stability here.

This border fort, in the northeast of Takayanagi, is one of the five border forts centered on Takayanagi, and there are many villages and communities scattered around it, as well as some small earthen forts that can garrison two or three hundred people in wartime.

If necessary, in fact, with the help of chariot arrays, artillery, muskets, etc., four or five hundred households of immigrants were able to expand their land northward, because at this time the various nomadic tribes were too backward and did not have strong organizational skills at all.

In addition, the climate was humid and warm at this time, and to the north was Ulanqab in later generations, where there was a large lake with abundant water and grass, far from the desolate appearance of later generations.

The Mohist policy here basically follows this approach. After consolidating Takayanagi Castle, it continued to organize emigration and expansion, with four or five hundred households, car formations, muskets and regular army cover, expanding the territory, and then building small earthen forts.

Wait until the small earthen fort is built, fight a few battles, destroy a few small tribes, criticize the tribal leaders, make it clear that there are not so many things to take for granted, explain clearly the exploitation and plunder hidden in them, change customs, gather the population to form village communities, and then build border forts, and continue to encroach.

Far beyond the times of the Central Plains technology, organizational ability, propaganda means, moral foundation, encountered the original era of nomadic backward tribes, there is a special enterprising special.

The border fort has a population of about 9,000 households, half of whom are fugitive serfs and most of them are original nomads. There are about sixty young ink people who came here from Si in the border fort, such as Shu Prisoner, and there are 400 ink people in the local organization.

The organization is established, even if the Mo family has taken root here, let the rain and wind blow away, and stand still, unless it is slaughtered - whether it is the leader of the nomads or the nobles of the Zhao State, it is impossible to come here to do anything to benefit the world, under the interests, the people are not fools, and they know which side they should stand on.

Even the new generation of young nomads has seen a series of radical behaviors, such as criticizing the elders for marrying stepmothers and sisters-in-law, and considering it a shame. Of course, it is mainly because of the change in lifestyle and economic base, and there is no basis for such habits to exist.

In Takayanagi, there has been a wool felt and woolen weaving workshop organized by some Mohists, mainly nomadic women.

The emergence of this situation is also the reason why Shi Zaishang's thought of "being slow" back then.

The Mo family has been operating in Sishang since the time when King Zhou An had not yet ascended the throne, and in 20 years, a new group of young people has grown up.

With the help of these twenty years of stability, vertical and horizontal, and with the help of the contradictions between the princes, they did not rush to dominate the world, but used the profits obtained from handicrafts and mining to cultivate a large number of young people who grew up under the Mohist system, and came here with their passion to destroy the old world.

The Mo family is not to be the son of heaven in the old world, nor is it to be a prince, the purpose of dominating the world is to change the old rules of the old world, and the hegemony of the world is only a means rather than an end.

If you don't give up those moralities and devote yourself to Qin Chu, you can make the world one, and you don't need to take this most difficult road.

Gaoliu, located in the north, has more ink artists than the total number of Mo families at the time of Shangqiu's reorganization.

For young people like Shu Zhumi, the climate, food, and environment here are different from those in Sishang, but there is a special familiarity and closeness - leaving Sishang, they are outliers in the world, and there is a sense of belonging here compared to Qufu, which is closer to Sishang and has a more similar climate and crop environment.

Here separated by Zhao State, Wei State, Korea, Zheng State, Song State, but the kind of cheap characters written on Si, using the counting symbols on Si, the discussion is also the universe of heaven and earth discussed in the Si school, people will not be full of ridicule of the three words of Li Tianxia and think that they are crazy, and there will be no nobles who will be disdained because they mourn for three days after the death of their relatives.

Therefore, when the gate of the border fort opened, the first sentence that came to the mind of the prisoner was "finally home".

A place that resembles home will make people feel like home.