When the news that the Guanzhong army broke the Qiang people again and killed Song Jian, the king of the Qiang, spread, the whole world was shaken.

Especially the people of Liangzhou rushed to tell each other and cheered.

However, the Qiang people's nest located in the four counties of Longxi is gloomy, people's hearts are panicked, the cry is shocking, and there is a breath of sadness and despair everywhere.

A two- or three-year-old Qiang girl, still babbling, hugged the thigh of a Qiang woman and stammered: "Ah, Aweng! ”

Looking at her daughter, the woman thought of her husband who was burned to death by the fire, and tears could not stop falling, wetting the skirt of the little girl's chest.

"Ah, mother, don't cry."

The woman wiped a handful of tears, hugged the little girl tightly in her arms, and said with a forced smile: "Don't cry, Grandma doesn't cry." ”

"Stomp, stomp!"

The sound of dull footsteps sounded, and a Qiang warrior came over, and he said in a deep voice: "Woman, raise your head!" ”

When the woman heard this, she quickly touched a handful of tears, and then showed her more pretty face in front of the Qiang warriors.

This woman is not a stunning woman among the Qiang people, but she is also a rare beauty. The moment the Qiang warriors saw the woman's face clearly, they actually felt a little suffocated.

After a long time, the Qiang warrior woke up from his amazement, and he said with some shortness of breath: "In the future, your mother and son will be mine." ”

When the woman heard this, instead of crying and refusing, she said with a happy face: "Thank you, thank you, I will definitely serve you well." ”

The Qiang warrior laughed, stepped forward and put the woman on his shoulder, and then hugged the little girl with his left hand, and led the two of them to his tent.

The Qiang woman, even though she has some old feelings for her husband who died in battle, will not refuse the invitation of another warrior.

Because she knew that if she didn't rely on a strong man, it would be difficult for their mother and daughter to survive in Longxi, where resources were scarce.

In the Qiang people's concept, it is very common for a woman to be attached to another man after her husband dies in battle, and she is not ashamed.

The Qiang people have their own customs, their own culture, although these cultural customs seem a little strange to the Han people.

But it is undeniable that every civilization deserves respect.

After the Qiang warriors carried the mother and daughter back to the tent, they first put the little girl on the ground, and then threw the woman directly on the bed.

It wasn't long before there was a loud wheezing sound from inside the tent, and the 'creaking' sound of the wooden bed shaking.

The little girl opened her big innocent eyes and looked at the two people who were exercising vigorously on the bed with some puzzlement.

After half a pillar of incense, the little girl felt that the strange sound slowly disappeared.

The Qiang warrior hugged the woman in his arms a little tiredly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to enjoy the afterglow of the aftermath.

The woman also obediently did not speak, and after the Qiang warriors regained a little strength, they asked sadly, "Will you continue to fight against the Han people?" ”

This woman has already lost two husbands, and she doesn't want her current husband to die on the battlefield again.

When the Qiang warrior heard this, the hand that caressed the woman's body paused, and he was silent for a long time before he said helplessly: "Hatred has been engraved in our bones, even if we don't attack the Han people, the Han people will not let us go." ”

The woman remembered her two husbands who died tragically, hugged the bear waist of the Qiang warriors tightly, and said with a sob: "The Han people are so powerful, why should we be enemies with them? ”

"Wouldn't it be better if we could stay honestly in the desert and stop robbing the Han people of food and property, and then let time dilute the hatred between each other?"

The woman lay on the body of the Qiang warrior, with tears in her eyes, and said in a choked voice.

She was tired of this life, of daily fear.

The Qiang warrior was silent again, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "A large area of fertile land is occupied by the Han people, and we can only live in the boundless desert. ”

"If we hadn't looted, I don't know how many people would starve to death every winter. No one likes to kill, but if we don't kill, we will be wiped out by nature. ”

"You also know that the cold winter in the desert can freeze even the strongest warriors to death. No matter how powerful a warrior is, he can't withstand the cold and hunger. ”

"If you can't loot enough food, how many of the clansmen, cattle, sheep, and war horses can resist in the cold winter when the grass and trees are yellow?"

"It's not that we are willing to kill endlessly, but we are forced by life to maintain the survival of the tribe through constant plunder."

How can a woman not know that the cold winter is a threat to the Qiang people?

But she still stubbornly said: "Killing and plundering can only bring never-ending hatred, and when the Han people are strong, we will not be able to escape the fate of being exterminated." ”

"In that case, why don't we move elsewhere and find a fertile ground to feed us?"

When the Qiang warriors heard this, they also felt that this woman was extraordinary, how could ordinary Qiang women have such insight?

What he didn't know was that this woman's first husband was a Han Chinese, and he was still a well-informed Han Chinese. Later, her husband was killed by the Qiang, and the woman was taken captive by the Qiang.

When she followed her first husband, she was also exposed to it, which also made this beautiful Qiang girl have wisdom far beyond other Qiang women.

The Qiang warrior didn't delve into this matter, he just said, "How easy is it to migrate and find this kind of place? ”

The woman's eyes were a little gloomy, and she knew that this idea was not realistic.

Not to mention the problems that may be encountered during the migration, even if you do find such a land, there must be other people living on it.

If the Qiang wanted to fight for land, war and killing would never have been avoided.

After being silent for a long time, the woman looked into the eyes of the Qiang warriors and said softly: "The Great Han should be vast and sparsely populated now, if we really surrender to the Great Han, will they accept it and give us a piece of land to survive?" ”

The Qiang warrior shook his head and said, "This is absolutely impossible, although the Han people have also recruited us before, but they actually look down on us from the bottom of their hearts. ”

"And the Han people have never relaxed their defense against us, and they hate to exterminate us, so how can they give us a piece of land to cultivate and recuperate?"

The glory on the woman's face dimmed, and she stopped talking, but leaned her head against the chest of the Qiang warrior, her eyes full of sorrow.

Perhaps, even she can't be sure how long the man in front of her will live.

Perhaps, in her life, she will accompany one man after another again, and then watch her man die.

(Happy New Year's Day to everyone!) At the request of the wind and rain girl, I tried to write about the other side of this national war from the perspective of the Qiang people. ）