Chapter 82 Those who have no permanent birth have no perseverance

The cold wind howled on Longshou Mountain, and the green pines on the top of the mountain were cut down one by one. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This kind of work would not have been done by a person of Yelu Chongyuan's status.

He seemed to be ignorant of his noble status, and stood on a boulder, shouting at the sergeants to speed up.

Meng Yuanzhi habitually stood five zhang away from Yelu Chongyuan, holding the spear in his hand alone, watching the movements around him.

In front of him, there was also a defensive circle composed of three layers of black-clothed guards, and these days, Meng Yuanzhi had never had a chance to really get close to Yelu Chongyuan.

He knew that he still hadn't gained Yelu Chongyuan's trust, but such an encounter was nothing to Meng Yuanzhi.

When he first entered the palace, he served as a guard in the Wude Hall for four years before he had the opportunity to enter the Wende Hall where the hundred officials faced the saint, and for another three years, he entered the Zichen Hall where the emperor held a birthday banquet, and it took another three years to serve as the emperor's personal guard on duty, until he took down the emperor's favorite tanuki from the palace wall, and he could finally approach the emperor with a weapon and become the highest-ranking royal instrument among the guards.

Therefore, in the face of the distrustful gaze of those black-clothed guards, Meng Yuanzhi didn't care.

There is only one reason why Yelu Chongyuan can personally command the logging, and that is that the emperor of Liao is coming.

He has seen such scenes countless times.

Sure enough, the black luan of the Liao Emperor was carried by dozens of chamberlains from the road that had just been opened.

Yelu Chongyuan hurriedly ran down and personally helped Luan Jia, seemingly very worried that Luan Jia would fall.

Meng Yuanzhi didn't step forward, but subconsciously took three steps back, and just now, Hu Nu's cold eyes had been staring at him.

Silently calculating the distance, Meng Yuanzhi relaxed his body, fifty steps, such a distance could not kill the emperor of Liao.

Seeing Meng Yuanzhi retreating, the tiger slave also left the handle of the long knife, smiled at Meng Yuanzhi, and continued to open the way in front.

Nerugu came to Meng Yuanzhi's side and said, "Let's go!" ”

He also saw the scene just now, at this time, there is a master who comes here, it will affect the emperor's opinion of his father, and it will also arouse the ideas of the golden wrestlers, without the slightest benefit.

Meng Yuan bowed straight and saluted, then received the waist card from the head of the palace guards, dismantled the iron spear from the middle, put it in the cloth bag and carried it on his back, and then went down the mountain without stopping.

His time is also tight, not only to kill Fu Yin, but also to chase Tie Xinyuan, that guy only has thirty-six ordinary warriors and Ga Ga and Yu Chiwen around him, in case something goes wrong, Hami Kingdom will be in vain.

Along the way, he passed no less than ten checkpoints, and then he came to the avenue opened by Lord Fu Yin, which was considered to be out of the warning area.

The entire main peak of Longshou Mountain, surrounded by the army, is densely packed, even the bears hibernating in the tree hole, were pulled out of the tree hole by the samurai and shot to death by random arrows, and became the top grade of the samurai's winter tonic.

Meng Yuan came straight to the mountain pass, looked left and right, and did not hesitate to burrow into the dense forest on the left.

After walking less than a mile through the thick pine needles, I saw a green silk cloth fluttering in the wind.

He tied his horse to the pine tree, untied the silk cloth and stuffed it into his bosom, then found a rope from behind the great pine tree, and pulled it hard, and there was a slope on the ground.

He drove his horse down the slope, jumped into the cave himself, lit an oil lamp, closed the lid, and calm returned to the ground.

The inside of the cave is very dry, and when Tie Xinyuan first came to Xijing City, he dug a lot of such holes around Xijing City as a precaution.

The things in this cave were all placed by Meng Yuanzhi himself, so he was very familiar with this place.

The oil lamp illuminated the cave, the eyes of the war horse sparkled, Meng Yuan directly removed the horse's chew, placed some feed in a leather pocket, and the war horse lowered his head and ate it.

Meng Yuanzhi quickly took off the leather armor on his body, took out a gray shirt from a box and quickly put it on, carefully packed the gunpowder bullets the size of two heads into a backpack, inserted a steel needle the thickness of a pen barrel on his waist, and took out a large scimitar from the scabbard and looked at it carefully, and then reinserted it.

Throw his body on a pile of hay at the bottom of the pit, close his eyes, wait for dark, tonight, he will go through the whole ten checkpoints again, go to the emperor's camp to get the head of Xijing Mansion Yin......

The herdsmen had eaten their fill, put on their new thick clothes, and after cautiously questioning the warriors of the Fragrance Valley, they began to wander through the empty camp.

The camp, which was once large enough for 30,000 people, now leaves only piles of ashes and traces of tents.

The warriors were very kind and answered all questions, and they learned that there was a great good man with more than 20,000 displaced people who went to the distant Western Regions to reclaim the wilderness.

The old shepherd Zhang Cheng sighed and said: "It's okay to go, it may be a way to live, and there is only one death if you stay here." ”

The Qingxiang Valley warrior smiled: "It must be a way to live, they are carrying a year's rations, and the master has bought a lot of livestock, as long as they get to the ground and work hard, they can't die." ”

Zhang Cheng tugged at the new cotton clothes on his body and said, "Are we going there too?" The old man doesn't know how to farm anymore. ”

The warrior smiled: "We are not going, there is no shortage of people who can herd in the Western Regions, and the master has found a huge herd of wild horses, and we are going to catch wild horses." ”

The old shepherd gasped and said, "Wild horses? ”

The samurai nodded, "Wild horses!" ”

The old shepherd shook his head and said, "What's the use of wild horses?" Unless it is a heavenly horse under Kunlun Mountain, otherwise, wild horses are useless, even if they eat meat, they are not a good thing, and they are used for breeding at most.

We have good stallions in our pastures, and there is no need to catch wild horses, which are fierce and can hurt people. ”

The warrior smiled and said, "My master wants a wild horse, there must be a reason for him, as long as we catch the wild horse, each of us will be rewarded with twenty silver coins." ”

The old shepherd pointed to his chest and said in surprise, "You say we have it too?" ”

"Of course there is, my master is not the stingy King Yan Zhao, and he won't even give you a torn sheepskin jacket in the cold weather."

The old shepherd looked at the leather armor and warm boots on the samurai's body, and whispered: "The five hundred men here are the best shepherd slaves, can the little brother talk to your master and leave us behind?" ”

The warrior said strangely, "Just for twenty silver coins?" ”

The old shepherd was silent for a moment and shook his head, saying, "My son is sixteen years old this year, and if he stays in the ranch any longer, he will be a slave soldier." ”

The samurai looked at the leather armor on his body and said suspiciously, "Don't want to be a soldier?" Why? ”

The old shepherd opened his mouth and smiled, and then said to the samurai: "The four old Han brothers, when the three dings were drawn to one, my eldest brother and second brother went to be slave soldiers, and I originally hoped that the two elder brothers could bring some military merits to the family, so that we could get out of slavery, but as a result, they died in battle, and there was nothing."

Later, when the second Ding drew one, my third brother also left, and later heard that he died under the Yanmen Gate, and now, if I smoke Ding again, I am too old, and the military master can't look down on it, so only my son goes......"

By the time it was time to eat in the evening, Gaga and Wei Chiwen had already gathered many of the shepherds' requests.

After Tie Xinyuan read them one by one, he put down the paper in his hand and said with a smile: "It seems that the ranch should be a hellish existence, otherwise there would not be so many people coming to us, so I didn't hesitate to surrender." ”

Wei Chiwen took back the paper and said: "I thought that slaves were slaves, they only needed to work, they didn't need to go to the battlefield, and the Khitan slaves seemed to be on the battlefield as well, patriarch, how will we manage the slaves in the future?" ”

Tie Xinyuan scratched the back of his head and said: "Slaves are a group of very troublesome people, if slaves are in place for a long time, they will be even more troublesome, and they will even lose the ability to stand on their own."

In the Khitan military system, one of them is the tribal army, and the tribal army is actually the personal soldier of each noble.

The cost of cultivating a pro-soldier is very high, so the nobles are reluctant to send their pro-soldiers to the battlefield to consume, but stay at home to help them take care of the home.

However, the Privy Council of the Khitan Northern Court had a regulation on the number of troops sent by each noble, so it was natural for slaves to go to the battlefield.

After these people went to the battlefield, they could only be used as meat shields and cannon fodder, and at the most excessive, some generals would order the slave soldiers to use their bodies to fill the moats. ”

Wei Chiwen nodded again and again when he heard this, and saw that Tie Xinyuan avoided talking about it left and right, and then asked, "Didn't you say how we manage the slaves, and gradually let them go like Qingxiang Valley?" ”

Tie Xinyuan shook his head and said: "I don't know now, I personally don't like slaves, and I don't want to use slaves, but our Qingxiang Valley must not take in too many slaves in the future."

Once these people have gained strength and power, they will come into conflict with others, especially those who have become wealthy who live in our Fragrance Valley.

At that time, the people in the country will naturally be divided into two factions, and if the Sakya and they are mixed in, they will become three or even more factions.

Then the country will be in chaos. ”

"We just want the rich?" Wei Chiwen was a little puzzled.

Tie Xinyuan smiled: "We only need someone who has the possibility of becoming rich, even if he is very poor now." ”

"Then we will have very few people."

"But our starting point is high, in fact, in the Western Regions, you don't necessarily need a lot of people, and the cost of equipping a cavalry is high, but his combat power can withstand ten slaves with tattered knives and guns.

Their heart to protect their family and defend the country is also simpler than that of slaves, Xiaowen, you must remember one sentence, those who have no permanent property have no perseverance!

The constant production here is best obtained by their own hands, and only in this way will they work hard for it!

Look at these shepherd slaves, they don't know anything about us, they don't know what we're going to do, they don't know if we're good people, and they're going to take refuge in us just because we gave them cotton clothes and a full meal.

If you can take refuge in us today, you can take refuge in others tomorrow, do you know why this is happening?

Because they have nothing! There is no price to pay for betrayal! (To be continued.) )