Chapter 695 A two-pronged approach
You still have to have dreams.
Coming from a former grassland overlord, and not too old, Baldy Khotan also has dreams of his own.
When he was young, he also thought that one day, the Bald Hair Division would be able to unify the grassland, dominate the world, and regain the glory of Master Tan.
But when he grew up and began to be beaten by reality, he realized that the dreams he had when he was young could really only be imagined in his dreams.
Not to mention that the Bald Hair Tribe had no way to gain a foothold on the grassland in the end. Even the Tuoba Tribe, the headquarters of the Bald Hair Tribe, was not considered a big tribe on the grassland.
A few years ago, the adults wandered around with the tribe. Bald-haired Kheli, who originally had lofty dreams, finally changed his dreams.
How great would it be if we could find a place for the tribe to settle?
So Feng Langjun appeared and pointed out the direction to the bald part in the fog.
After settling down in the past two years, everything was under the control of the Wei people. The cattle, sheep and horses that had been hard-earned had to be sold at low prices in order to exchange for enough winter food.
Even so, as long as the Wei people are unwilling to sell them food, they will still fall into starvation.
Bald Kheli thought again, how great would it be if the tribe could not worry about food and clothing?
So Feng Langjun appeared again and said that he could fulfill his wish.
“Look, Balda Keli! This area of Bohan is really good. In addition to grazing, you can also grow food there.”
"I know what you mean. Although the side of the West Sea is suitable for grazing, it is really not as good as the side of Fanhan when it comes to growing food."
It’s not that it’s impossible to grow, but in an era without chemical fertilizers, mechanization, and no scientific farming, the grain output in Qinghai is very impressive.
For Qianghu, even wheat may not be able to be grown.
The most suitable food crop is highland barley, a native food on the plateau.
But the yield of highland barley is not even comparable to that of wheat, let alone rice.
There are no grassland nomadic tribes called Baldy Tribe who are still accustomed to farming, so it is easy to settle down on the other side of the West Sea.
But if you want to develop and grow, you must first face food constraints.
From Bald Hair Khotan’s words, Feng Yong can probably guess some of Bald Hair Department’s thoughts.
“Do you want to imitate the Qiang Hu and find a good place to grow food?”
Sing whatever song is on the top of the mountain.
If the Baldness Department wants to establish itself in Liangzhou, it must adapt to the environment of Liangzhou.
From the current point of view, the half-cultivation and half-grazing of Qianghu is indeed the best way to further develop the bald area.
The bald man replied honestly: "Hui Feng Langjun, I do have this idea."
"Actually, it's not that troublesome." Feng Yong smiled slightly, "If you really can help me capture Bohan, I have plenty of food in the Heguan area."
“When the time comes, whether I sell it to you or lend it to you, it will be easy to discuss.”
As long as a fertile land like Longyou can stabilize this year and there are no natural or man-made disasters, the food will be enough to be self-sufficient in the second half of the year.
You need farming technology, you need farming tools, you need fertilizers, you need land.
For Feng Yong, the only thing he fears is not having the manpower to farm.
Eight oxen plows push over and spread seeds and fertilizers. Even if there is no intensive cultivation and rough planting, with so much cultivated land, there will still be a sufficient harvest.
“Feng Langjun, are you serious about this?”
Bald-haired Tianli shook his head, feeling like he didn’t hear clearly?
"of course it's true."
Feng Yong nodded.
Then he poured him another glass of wine, and then continued: "Only people of the Han can live on the land of the Han. If you want to graze in the Panhan area, it is actually negotiable."
"As long as you become the subjects of the Han Dynasty, I can send people to teach you how to open pastures so that you can raise more cattle, sheep and horses."
"Do you still remember the agreement I made with you? You can come over and trade with me with wool to give your tribe some winter clothes."
“I will also send people to teach you how to farm, so that no one among you will go hungry in the winter.”
When Feng Yong said this, he spread his hands and said, "Do you think, in this way, you will not have to worry about food and clothing?"
Bald-faced Tianli thought for a moment about the beautiful scene described by Feng Langjun. Although he knew that it was somewhat unreal, he still couldn't help but grin.
Then he looked at Feng Yong: "Feng Langjun, I know you will not be malicious to us, let alone deceive us, but why are you so nice to us?"
"Because I need credit." Feng Yong answered seriously, "Did you know that I am now the captain of the Qiang Guard, specializing in Qiang and Hu affairs?"
“The Han Dynasty now attaches great importance to Qiang and Hu affairs as before. The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty even swore an alliance with the barbarians in the south and regarded the Han and barbarians as the same."
"You can find out this matter if you inquire about it. So as long as the Qiang and Hu surrender to the Han and stop rebelling against the Han, it is a credit to me."
Although there have been Qiang and Hu barbarians in the army since the founding of the Han Dynasty, it is Zhuge Lao Yao who can really openly propose that "Han and barbarians are one", no matter what his ultimate goal is.
But objectively speaking, this policy can indeed be regarded as historical progress.
Not only can Hu Yi speed up his return, but the process is also actively guided by the Han people, so that there will be no uncontrollable chaos.
It is precisely because of this national policy proposed by the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty that Feng Yong, the captain of the Qiang Protector, has greater room for maneuver.
“Balda Kheli, you said that Baofabu will always be my best friend. In fact, in my opinion, you are also my good friends. Friends should help each other, right?”
A look of pleading appeared on Feng Yong's face, "You help me make a contribution, and I will let you have food and clothing. Isn't that great? What are you still hesitating about?"
Yeah, what am I still hesitating about?
Bald-haired Tianli thought for a long time, but he always felt that something was wrong. He was about to shake his head again, but unexpectedly he made a groggy "dong" and fell down on the table.
Looking at the drunken bald Kheli, Feng Yong smiled faintly and shouted to the outside: "Come here, help the young gentleman to rest."
After the servants helped Baldy Kheli down, Feng Yong sat there and suddenly laughed.
He first poured out the tea in his ear cup, and then poured himself a glass of wine.
After taking a sip of strong wine, the long-lost burning sensation rose in my belly.
In the end, I don’t know whether he was too drunk or too happy, but Feng Junhou actually banged the table and started singing.
"Friend, friend, have you ever thought of me? If you are enjoying, ah, if you are suffering from misfortune, please tell me..."
On the second day, Baldy Kheli woke up with a splitting headache.
The tribesmen who had been watching saw him wake up and quickly came over to help him up: "Young Master, are you finally awake?"
"This is where?"
The bald man stood looking at the unfamiliar house, patted his painful head, and couldn't remember what happened yesterday.
“This is the residence arranged by Feng Langjun for the young gentleman. Yesterday, the young gentleman and Feng Langjun drank and got drunk. Do you remember the young gentleman?”
This tribesman was a close confidant who had followed Tufa Kheli to Ju County. He had also met Feng Yong, so it was very easy to call him Feng Langjun.
Only then did Bald Tianli remember his meeting with Feng Langjun yesterday.
But when he recalled Feng Langjun and what he said about Wuhan, he only remembered half of it.
After drinking too much, Feng Langjun seemed to have said something important, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Bald-faced Tian immediately took the water brought by his cronies and drank it in one gulp. Then he wiped his mouth and asked, "Why is there so much noise outside?"
The confidant had already received the news: "Back to the Young Master, there has been a lot of noise outside since dawn today. I heard that Feng Langjun transferred the Han army from Longyou, and they arrived today."
“Young Master, you want to see Feng Langjun? Feng Langjun specially sent someone to wait in the yard. Why don’t you, Young Master, ask him to come over and ask?”
The confidant replied.
The more anxious the bald-faced Khotan Li was thinking about what happened after yesterday, the more he couldn't remember it. Naturally, he wanted to ask Feng Yong clearly: "Let him in quickly."
The servant who came in had strong and steady steps. At first glance, he knew that he was a battle-hardened figure, and he was Feng Yong's Bubu.
He was seen clasping his fists at the bald man and saying, "I wonder what your orders are, young gentleman?"
“I want to see Feng Langjun, is it convenient?”
Bald Khotan asked slightly anxiously.
"The prince has gone outside the city early this morning to inspect the troops coming from Pingxiang. The young prince is hungover, so he might as well eat first."
"If the young gentleman has nothing urgent to do, he can rest for a while. When the prince comes back, I will inform you immediately."
"Inspection of the troops?" Hearing this, Tufa Tianli immediately remembered what happened to Wu Han: It seems that the Han army's march to the west is imminent.
Thinking of this, the bald man became even more anxious: "But I don't know when Feng Langjun will come back?"
Buqu saw the bald-haired Kheli looking a little anxious, and comforted him: "If you are in a hurry, you can go to the army to find the prince."
Bald-haired Khotan Li’s eyes lit up when he heard this, “Is that okay?”
“Before the prince left, he personally told him that the young prince is the prince’s best friend. If anything happens to the young prince, you can go to him at any time.”
Bald-haired Tianli heard this and jumped up quickly: "In that case, please lead me there."
The affairs of Pouhan are related to the future of the tribe, and the Han army preparing to march westward is the biggest variable for Pouhan.
If you can observe in advance at this time, it is better to have no bottom than to have a bottom.
But Bu Qu hesitated and said: "Young Master, why don't you eat first?"
"It doesn't matter. In the past, it was common for the tribe to go without food for a whole day. It's not a problem for me to go hungry for a meal."
It is common for tribes on the grassland to suffer from hunger and cold.
Seeing that Bald-faced Kheli was resolute, Buqu had no choice but to take him outside the city.
At the same time, he thoughtfully gave him a piece of dry food biscuits to fill his stomach first.
Bald-faced Kheli ate it in one bite and found it extremely delicious.
The group of people arrived at the military camp outside the city and reported the name of Bald-faced Kheli before they could enter the camp.
The school captain on duty warned them that Feng Junhou was reviewing the soldiers in the school grounds, so he took them to a place outside the school grounds to watch from a distance.
The bald man stood looking out, and when he saw clearly what was going on in the school grounds, he immediately took a breath of cold air.
There are many flags and banners around the school grounds, and there is a sound of hunting.
In the middle of the school ground, there was a tall flag with the word "Feng" written on it, and it was fluttering in the wind.
Under the banner is a tall handsome platform.
On the handsome stage, standing at the front was none other than Feng Yong.
Under the high platform, groups of soldiers were holding various weapons, shouting loudly, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, with a cold light shining.
As soon as the drums sounded on the commander's platform and the flags of various colors waved, the soldiers below began to pass left and right again.
It is true that command and prohibition are carried out like an arm using fingers.
Let the bald-faced Kheli secretly marveled: He is really an elite soldier.
I don’t know how long it took, but the infantry retreated, the ground began to vibrate, and a group of hundreds of cavalry began to run around the school grounds.
In addition to basic movements such as sprinting and swinging swords, some people began to let go of the reins and waved guns with both hands.
Bald-haired Tianli saw this scene, and his eyes suddenly widened.
Even the most elite warriors in the clan cannot perform this kind of riding skill so easily. They may even fall off their horses. How do they do it?
After a while, all the cavalrymen dropped their weapons and began to take out their bows and arrows to shoot.
Hunting and shooting is the most basic combat action of the grassland tribes.
But before the saddle comes out, many people have to stop the horse before they can draw the bow and shoot.
Even after the introduction of saddles that allowed people to sit more firmly on the horse, most people still had to shoot arrows while the horse was slowing down.
When Baldy Kheli saw that they were all galloping and shooting arrows, they could still sit steadily on top without losing their equestrian skills. Some even turned their bodies back and shot at the target.
He finally couldn't help but exclaimed: "Feng Langjun actually has an army with such magical skills under his command?"
Even though I grew up on a horse, I couldn’t even wave a gun with both hands on the horse.
Not to mention mounted archery, those who can continuously fire the bow from left to right while galloping can only do it by the highest-ranking eagle shooters on the grassland.
Even when Xianbei was at its peak, the total number of condor shooters was only a few hundred.
And the condor shooters under Feng Langjun's command alone are enough to compare with Xianbei's heyday.
Thinking of this, Bald Tie Li's expression began to change.
The flag on the commander's platform waved again, the drum beat changed again, and countless cavalry troops poured out from the other side of the school grounds and formed a formation on both sides of the school grounds.
Merge with the hundreds of cavalrymen earlier.
Bald-haired Tianli frowned when he saw this situation: "Feng Langjun's move is wrong! How can the eagle shooters be mixed with ordinary cavalry?"
Bu Qu, who had been accompanying him all this time, looked over with a strange look in his eyes.
At the same time, he explained: "Young Master, what you said is wrong! Those cavalry troops earlier were just a cavalry army that the prince randomly selected for inspection."
As he spoke, he pointed at the cavalry, "Those are not eagle shooters, but ordinary cavalry under the monarch."
"I don't believe it!" Bald-haired Tianli said excitedly: "I think those people just fired their bows left and right on horseback at will. Even if they are not eagle shooters, they must be rare elites. How can they be ordinary cavalry?"
Dare to shoot arrows from both sides while the horses are galloping. Not to mention the archery skills, this riding skill alone is already extremely rare.
This type of cavalry is rare among our own clan.
Now I heard someone say that these cavalrymen under Feng Langjun can only be regarded as ordinary?
Although I am Hu Yi, I have seen the world and am not that easy to coax!
"If you don't believe me, you can ask the prince yourself when the time comes, and you will know?"
Bu Qu didn’t argue with him, he just said this.
Bald-faced Kheli couldn't help but feel a little shaken when he saw Bu Qu's disapproving look.
If this is true, how can Feng Langjun be stopped by the Wei people in Liangzhou?
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the rumors about the battle of Longyou last year.
Feng Langjun defeated the famous Wei general Zhang He at Jieting!
From Hao Zhao's lament, the reason why the situation in Longyou was so corrupted that it was beyond control was precisely because Feng Langjun unexpectedly captured Longguan.
This is enough to show that Feng Langjun is a man who is good at using soldiers.
It would be normal if he could lead such elites at his age and achieve such results!
While he was thinking, he saw the Han army's drums beating again, and the soldiers on the other side of the school field began to disperse around like a black torrent.
Although he was not on the battlefield, Tufa Tieli still felt the unstoppable surge.
(End of this chapter)