Invincible son

Chapter 1010 1011 [Morning of the Wasteland]

How wide is the world, and the mountains and rivers are vast.

For the Central Plains dynasty, the wasteland symbolizes a barren land with a harsh environment, and it has no value in setting foot and occupying it, so naturally they will not pay attention to it.For example, "Taiping Huanyu Ji", which is treasured in the Tianyi Pavilion of Fujia in Jiangbei, is a geography chronicle written by more than ten sages over decades, covering almost all places in the world, but there are very few descriptions of wilderness.

Such a vast area with a length of more than [-] miles from east to west and a width of more than [-] miles from north to south has been quietly and lonelyly located in the extreme north of the mainland for thousands of years.

It is impossible to test when human footprints appeared here, because the barbarians have no words to record history, and there will be many deviations in memory.In fact, they had it at the beginning, but with the passage of time and the passage of time, some skills gradually disappeared in the world of ice and snow.Survival is the biggest challenge for them, and the deeds of their ancestors can only be preserved through word of mouth.

Lie Jiaomi often thinks of the story his father told many times. It was many, many years ago, the ancestors were forced to leave their warm homes by the armored enemy, and went all the way north until they entered the wilderness. The enemy hoped that they would suffer here. The cruelest punishment, freezing them alive to deter others.

The so-called "Jiankun" word means "exiled untouchables" in their writing more than a thousand years ago.

At that time, the nobles in the south must have never imagined that the ancestors of the barbarians survived tenaciously and found various ways to survive in the wilderness with a severe climate.

For more than 1000 years, every insightful and courageous barbarian leader has a similar dream in his heart, that is, to return to the warm homeland in the south, multiply and live, and enjoy a peaceful and peaceful life.However, although the Central Plains Dynasty had no interest in the wasteland, it would not forget the barbarians living here.

They built military posts and beacon towers on the border, and stationed a large number of troops further away, like erecting a high wall between heaven and earth, preventing the barbarians in their eyes from crossing the border to the south.In fact, for the barbarians, the biggest difficulty they faced was not those military stations, but the internal struggles and killings.

Although the nine leaders present were secretly displeased with the fact of surrender, they had all seen the power and cruelty of Lie Jiaomi, so they did not dare to openly object at this moment, they could only bow their heads to show their sincerity.

Lie Jiaomi has shown wisdom different from ordinary people since he was a child, and possesses innate divine power. He has a high prestige in the tribe, and no one doubts the power of taking over the leader from his father.But he is not satisfied with this kind of life, and the reverent eyes of the clansmen never let him get lost, because he knows the stories of his ancestors from his father's mouth, and knows the miserable situation of the barbarians in the wasteland, and he wants to change all this.

Except for the Jiankun tribe, these nine people were the leaders of the larger tribes in the wasteland, and now they have all become followers of Lie Jiaomi.Just because of the particularity of the wilderness group, they still have the command power of the original subordinates, which is regarded as a vassal rather than a real annexation.

Lie Jiaomi put his feet down and sat up straight, looking around the crowd with cold eyes, the noisy voice was quickly suppressed.

The turning point of fate happened four years ago. According to Daliang's dating method, it was the beginning of the fourth year of Kaiping.

Isolated on the wilderness, unable to break through the invisible high wall, they can only kill each other and survive by reducing their lives.

Someone frowned and retorted: "Junxu Mi, I heard that Liang has countless armies. Even if we can defeat this one, the emperor won't send more troops? We don't have many warriors, and every one who dies is one less." , who can hold on to this kind of fighting? Also, the last time I went to fight that prefecture, more than 1000 people died, and none of them ran back. If you come again a few times, there will be no hunters in the future!"

At that time, Gu Liang left the capital and was appointed by Emperor Kaiping as the commander of the Chengjing camp. It was obvious that he was about to become a pivotal figure in the Daliang military.Pei Yue's Xiangyun has already set off, and he himself chooses to stay dormant in the suburban Green Willow Manor, and strives to improve himself with the company of Mr. Xi and Ye Qi.

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Like a desperate beast.

The man felt that he was being watched by the most ferocious megalodon on the wasteland, his heart trembled unconsciously, he lowered his head and said, "Boss, I dare not."

Lie Jiaomi loosened the front of his chest a little, and said slowly: "This battle must be fought, because I don't want to repeat my previous life. For Liang people, every morning is the beginning of a new day, but For us, waking up from sleep is worrying about whether we will find enough food for the day."

"Boss, why don't we divide up the looted things, and then go back to our respective territories to hide them first. The wasteland is so big, it's impossible for Liang Guo's army to search all the places. After they go back, let's go to the south to grab it again!"

Lie Jiaomi didn't lose his temper, and said in a deep voice: "As long as you can defeat the cavalry of Liang Guo who entered the wasteland, Liang Guo will not send troops here for at least two years. You don't need to know the reason, remember my words firmly That's fine. Also, I called you here today, not to ask for your opinions, but to tell you what to do."

From that time on, he began to learn the characters in the south, and gradually he was able to read the letters sent by the messenger.

Lie Jiaomi, who just became the leader of the Jiankun tribe, saw a human from the south for the first time in his life. He didn't know the real identity of the other party, nor did he know the purpose of the other party's coming to the wasteland, but the gift brought by the other party made the entire Jiankun tribe feel ashamed. The Ministry fell into a carnival.

The ancestors were already divided into many factions, and the places that were barely suitable for living in the wasteland were scattered and sparse. Therefore, in the long years, the unity on the surface also disappeared. They split into dozens of tribes, large and small. Each occupies an area of ​​the vast wasteland.In order to compete for limited food and resources, there are constant battles among these tribes.

It's just that the whole is not solid and united enough, as the noise in the tent at this moment can prove.

His words immediately warmed up the atmosphere in the tent. The leaders looked at each other, and then expressed their support with one voice.

"In the future, we will have to rob them several times a year, killing their men, robbing their women, as well as those grains, iron utensils and salt, all of them!"

"Boss, we have grabbed so much grain and ironware, and there are more than 2000 Liang people, when can we go back?"

Lie Jiaomi showed a satisfied smile, and said again: "The cavalry is very powerful, and it is not easy to kill them, so we can no longer fight on our own like before. From now on, the warriors of all your tribes gather together , I will be in command. Of course, I allow each of you to leave twenty warriors as guards."

Lie Jiaomi turned to look at the leader who spoke, and said indifferently, "Are you questioning me?"

"Only by defeating the Liang cavalry that penetrated into the wilderness, can we deter the emperor and ministers of Liang, have more room for action, and make it normal to rob Liang's border. As long as we win this battle, the previous All the looted items will be given to you, and Jiankun will not take any of them."

"Boss, let's do this!"

At the beginning of last year, the Jiankun tribe, which had been dormant for three years, finally showed its fangs. With [-] warriors and the military strategy learned, Lie Jiaomi subdued most of the tribes in the wasteland for nearly a year.

He paused slightly, and his tone suddenly became serious: "Any comments?"

Jun Xumi, who was standing aside, looked at these short-sighted leaders, and sneered, "You idiots, you don't even understand the simplest truth. This time we killed so many people in Liang Guo, and took away more than 2000 people. Do you think that the emperor of Liang will act as if nothing happened? If you don’t unite at this time and defeat the Liang army that dares to enter the wasteland, they will attack one by one, and it will be too late for the chief to save you.”

"Yes, I heard that Liang Guo's army has appeared on the border, and the general leading the troops is very powerful. Why are we waiting here?"

For the first time in history, the barbarians were finally kneaded into a powerful whole.

Lie Jiaomi sat reclined on the wooden chair, with his left foot on the rough armrest, looking at the nine men with different shapes below him with a pair of eagle-like eyes.

Jun Xumi kept his mouth shut.

As soon as the words fell, a group of Jiankun warriors with big knives appeared outside the tent, staring inside like beasts.

After a long silence, someone finally couldn't bear the pressure, got up and knelt down on one knee and said, "I'm willing to swear to the death to follow the chief!"

Lie Jiaomi looked over one by one, and every leader he caught had the same reaction.

So he nodded and said loudly, "Very good."

(End of this chapter)