Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 825 The Wind on the Prairie (2)

A man from the Southern Huns bent his waist, almost sticking to the turf on the ground, walked two steps from time to time, then squatted down and fiddled with it, carefully inspecting the traces left on the grassland, after a while He straightened up and shouted to the troops behind: "There are four to five horses running past here! Go west!"

   "Only four or five horses?" Fei Qian frowned, now that he was getting closer to the pasture of General Xianbei Zuo, he had to be extra careful, not to miss any clues.

  On the grassland, Fei Qian really realized why nomads are really children of the grassland. Even the Han people are as proficient in riding as the Hu people, but there are still some things that are quite different.

It’s like this piece of grass, it’s not very close, Fei Qian can’t see any difference between this piece of grass and the grass in other places, let alone judge how many war horses ran past and in which direction gone…

In Fei Qian's eyes, such a gap is similar to that of those later generations who are playing chicken-eating games. He clearly heard his comrades report that there were several people in a certain direction, and he emphasized that it was obvious, but he stretched his head out to see. Sometimes, what I saw was either mountains or trees, or no figures.

   Fortunately, my original plan was to bring Yu Fuluo along. If there were no Yu Fuluo's people who grew up on the grassland, I might really be blind.

"It's probably a small tribe, um..." Yu Fuluo stood up halfway on the horse's back, looked westward for a while, and then continued, "...It seems that there is a meadow over there, and the tribe should not be far away..." Then As soon as he waved his hand, several Hu scouts rushed towards that direction.

  Caodianzi?

   Feiqian opened his eyes and looked carefully in the direction Yu Fuluo said, but gave up after a while. Well, is there any difference between meadow and ordinary grass? I can't tell.

   Soon, the scouts of the Southern Huns rode back and reported: "There is indeed a trace of a tribe that once lived in the west of Caodianzi, but the people and horses have already left, and they should go west..."

  Yu Fuluo turned his head and glanced at Fei Qian, but didn't say anything, just waiting for Fei Qian to make up his mind.

  Perhaps it was because he had been standing for a long time, but the horse under Fei Qian's crotch was a little impatient. He lightly planed the ground with his front hooves, then shook his neck, and Brulu snorted.

  Thousands of troops, in one word, is probably the current state of Fei Qian. Just like the Xianbei tribe we encountered now, whether to pursue or not to pursue, perhaps a single thought of Fei Qian decided the life and death of many people.

  Fei Qian patted the horse's head lightly, and then said: "Stop chasing, keep going north!"

   "Wei!"

   Immediately, the messengers agreed loudly and galloped forward and backward. The standard bearer and trumpeter in charge of the golden drum also issued orders respectively. The army was like a machine with tight gears, and started to move north again.

   It's not that Fei Qian has any compassion for the Xianbei tribe, but Fei Qian knows that this battle is not over yet. The most important point in the territory of Yinshan Mountain is the Baidao at the southern foot of Yinshan Mountain, also known as Manyi Valley.

Although the west side of Yinshan Mountain can also bypass the Yinshan Mountains from the Houtao Plain, but if you want to connect with Yunzhong, Dingxiang and other regions, and want to go south and north, the central hub is to go north of Linwo, a valley in the middle of the Yinshan Mountains , is also the node that divides the Qiantao Plain and Houtao Plain in the Hetao area.

   From here to the west, although there may be some gains, it will only get farther and farther away from Manyi Valley, which is contrary to the overall goal of the army, so after thinking about it, Fei Qian gave up chasing westward.

  Besides, although the Hetao area is just a small piece of the map for the whole of China, when people really set foot in it, they find that the small ones are just individuals. Along the way, the well-informed Xianbei tribe fled just like the one I just discovered, but there are still many small Xianbei tribes that happen to be on the route of Feiqian's army, so that's all...

Anyway, in the war between nations, it is really difficult to distinguish between justice and evil. It can only be said that each has a different standpoint, so the choice is different, but as a nation, life and death must Washing the land for foreign nations, this can only mean hehe...

Xianbei people, a nation that has not really grown into a mature age, began to age. Although such an outstanding figure as Tan Shihuai has emerged, it seems that Xianbei's luck has been exhausted, and the next step is all the way downhill , even if there was a nation-building during the period of the Sixteen Kingdoms, it was only a flash in the pan.

Regarding Xianbei, Fei Qian still learned from the book of the later Mr. Jin that Gusu Murong, who claims to use his own way to treat his own body, never forgets to restore the old Xianbei country, but no matter the country or the nation, Only what is fresh and thriving is the truth, and what is rotten and corrupt will collapse even after thousands of restorations.

  What Feiqian wants now is to jump out of the vicious cycle that started from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and even has been constantly reincarnated, to extend the tentacles of China as far as possible to the surroundings, and maybe a new possibility will be reproduced...

  In fact, this kind of sign has existed since the beginning of the Han Dynasty, but many people just think it is absurd.

   Fei Qian smiled suddenly, and said to Yu Fuluo who was beside him, "Shanyu, have you ever read a book called "The Five Tibetan Mountain Classics?"

   Yu Fuluo thought for a while, then shook his head.

Feiqian looked up at the sky, the blue sky with white clouds seemed to be so pure and beautiful forever, "...the head of the Four Classics of Xici, Sunny Mountain...the Yin water flows out, and the west flows into Luo... Xici The Four Classics start from below the Yin Mountains, and as far as the mountains of Yanwei, there are nineteen mountains, three thousand six hundred and eighty miles... The mountains of the West Classic, all seventy-seven mountains, are 17,517 miles...among them There is a record of this Yinshan... this book, as early as three hundred years ago..."

Just like those calligraphers of the later generations who moved out a lot of numbers and proper nouns at every turn, Yu Fuluo was also shocked by Fei Qian's precise numbers, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, a little unbelievable Repeatedly asked: "Does Zhonglang say that three hundred years ago there were Han people... who traveled more than 17,000 miles... and then wrote this book?"

   Fei Qian laughed out loud, and didn't answer directly, but just raised his whip and went forward.

The bolder people are, the more curious they are about the outside world. At this time, the world is still very big. In fact, the thinking of the Han Dynasty people at this time was not so closed at the beginning. At this time, the self-esteem and self-improvement heart of the Chinese people has not been destroyed. Pass…

  The wind on the prairie whizzed past, passing through the grass, over the hooves of the horses, and caressing the great cloak on Fei Qian's body. It also pulled the tricolor battle flag and fluttered violently in the air.

   Does anyone know what kind of book Fixianyu is talking about...

   Hehehehe...

  (end of this chapter)