Invincible son

Chapter 870 869 [Northern Snow]

The border of Daliang's northern border is very long, starting from Lingzhou in the west, and going to Dengzhou, Huazhou, and Yunzhou in the east, stretching for more than [-] miles.

The vast area of ​​thousands of miles between the northern border and the furious northern sea is called the wasteland by the world.

The borderlands are all places of bitter cold, which is the root cause of the Central Plains Dynasty's delineation of the northern border. It does not make any sense to continue to extend to the wasteland. After occupying it, it will pay a huge price to move the people to cultivate.

But regardless of the former Wei Dynasty or the current Daliang, even if they look down on the barren wasteland, they will not be defenseless.

For example, the Longbow camp at the northern end of Lingzhou not only had to guard against the Western Wu cavalry and guard the flanks of the Tiger City, but also assumed the responsibility of guarding the northern border.

After several restructurings and adjustments, Daliang's military strength now stands at nearly one million regular soldiers in the 73th Battalion and [-] Guards, among which there are several special organizational systems.First of all, the Kyoto garrison, which is not called the big battalion, is almost on par with the Forbidden Army in terms of equipment and military pay, but it is not as harsh in the selection of soldiers as the Forbidden Army, which generally only recruits the descendants of nobles or generals.

Then there is the Xuanhua Camp set up by the Shuai Mansion in Huazhou, which has a four-guard infantry with a total of more than [-] people. On the surface, there is nothing special about it.However, regardless of the quality of the soldiers or the treatment in all aspects, not to mention that compared with the Beijing camp frontier army, even the Tonggu camp located among the mountains in Yuzhou is far better than the Xuanhua camp.

Not only that, these [-] soldiers were in charge of border defense across the three states and more than [-] miles from east to west.

Even the head coach Shu Yi once laughed at himself in private, that Xuanhua Daying was raised by his stepmother.

The reason why Xifu wants to set up a separate camp in the northern border is mainly because there are not no human beings on the wasteland.In this place with an extremely harsh living environment, there lived an ethnic group called barbarians by the Central Plains dynasty.Their origins are unknown, they appeared on the edge of the wilderness hundreds of years ago.

It is rumored that the ancestors of the barbarians were the survivors who were exiled in ancient times, and were forced to survive in the freezing wasteland.

Daliang set up more than 100 military posts on the border to prevent these barbarians from crossing the border and harassing the people.

It's just that because of the special situation of the barbarians, Xuanhua Daying has not been taken seriously, which has created such an embarrassing situation that cannot be abandoned but there is no need to invest too much.

The barbarians are physically strong, but the total number is small, and they are divided into dozens of tribes, large and small, so they cannot form a powerful force.Although they longed for the warm land in the south, they also knew the power of the Central Plains Dynasty. They didn't even dare to spy on the not-so-powerful military stations on the border, let alone enter Daliang territory.

However, this situation has changed since the beginning of this year.

At that time, the treason case of the Fourth Prince of Liang had just been settled, and before the turmoil had completely calmed down, wars ignited on the remote wasteland.

Compared with the collision of hundreds of thousands of armies between the three kingdoms in the world, the war between the barbarian tribes is like a villager fighting with weapons. A fight of hundreds of people is already the limit that two tribes can bear.

Spring goes and autumn comes, the situation changes, and a hero is born in the end.

When the time came to mid-November, except for some relatively remote tribes, most of the barbarians on the wasteland were grouped together, and their leader was named Lie Jiaomi.

This is a giant man nearly nine feet tall, who walks like a moving hill.He has a burly body and natural supernatural power, and he can kill fierce beasts in the wilderness with his bare hands, making it impossible for more than a dozen barbarians to get close.

Under the leadership of Lie Jiaomi, this tribe called Jiankun began to rise and grow step by step. Now it has more than [-] warriors and more than [-] other tribesmen.

Shanta Mountain is located in the eastern part of the wilderness, and it means "Dragon God" in the mouth of the Jiankun tribe barbarians, which is where their belief lies.

The mountain is more than two hundred feet high, and there is an altar on the top.

The snow is still falling, the wasteland is already covered with snow, and the air is condensed with a biting chill.

A tall and burly barbarian was wearing a thick tiger-skin jacket, stepping on the snow towards the top of Shata Mountain, his steps were firm and powerful, making creaking sounds along the way.

When they came near the altar, there were already dozens of people waiting respectfully. Most of them were the leaders of the original tribes, but now they are all the vassals of this strong man.

He is the hunter who roams the wilderness.

After a vast and majestic sacrifice ceremony, the leaders all knelt down on one knee to Lie Jiaomi to express their submission.

Outside the altar, a thin figure quietly watched this scene.

After ordering everyone to retreat, Lie Jiaomi came to the edge of the mountain, looked at the boundless vast land, and said to the thin figure who appeared beside him: "I did not disappoint my father."

The voice is rough and powerful, and judging from the very standard pronunciation, the barbarians did not originate in this bitter cold land, but have a close relationship with the Central Plains ethnic groups in the south.But because of the excessive pressure of survival, they have already lost most of their inheritance, and can only live like barbarians.

The thin figure was a middle-aged man in his 40s. Even though he was wrapped up tightly, he still felt the chill constantly invade his bones.

He stood side by side with Lie Jiaomi, nodded and said: "The old patriarch will be proud of you."

Lie Jiaomi's sharp gaze like a goshawk fell on the foot of the mountain, looking at the already small-scale tribe, he said resolutely: "This is not enough, my tribe can't live like this, as long as a black disaster comes, there will be many People die."

The middle-aged man sighed: "It has been like this for thousands of years. Although you have become the leader of the wasteland, we can only live here."

Lie Jiaomi shook his head and said: "We need food, we need salt, we need ironware, and we need a warm place."

He looked far south.

The middle-aged man said slowly: "We can go and exchange with the people in the south, and exchange what we have for what we need."

Lie Jiaomi suddenly grinned, showing teeth that were as white as snow but showing ferocity, and said coldly: "They regard us as savages and will not agree to exchange. Treating those people is like treating ferocious beasts in the wilderness. Similarly, they will be obedient only if blood is shed on the ground."

The middle-aged man hesitated: "People in the south are very cunning, and they have endless warriors."

Lie Jiaomi was able to complete the feat of dominating the wilderness, of course not only because of this burly body, in fact this year he changed his previous obsession with pure fighting methods, and gradually eroded other tribes by using various means of differentiation and coercion.

He said confidently: "It won't be long before that person from the south will definitely come to me."

The middle-aged man is his most trusted clansman. Hearing this, he said worriedly: "That man has no good intentions."

Lie Jiaomi sneered and said, "No matter what he wants to do, I just want to make life better for my people. Without his help, I can't fulfill my father's wish. I know he wants to use me, but you shouldn't forget one The truth is, in this wasteland, even the most cunning beasts are no match for hunters."

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time. He knew what Lie Jiaomi meant by the help. If it wasn't for the southerner who went deep into the wasteland at the beginning of this year, the Jiankun Department would not have conjured up a batch of weapons out of thin air, and Lie Jiaomi would not have been able to learn those advanced skills. means.

Although the southerner only came three times, each time he brought great benefits to Lie Jiaomi.

He said cautiously: "Always be careful."

Lie Jiaomi nodded slightly and said: "I will not be arrogant to think that the Jiankun tribe can defeat the Liang country in the south, although each of my warriors can easily kill the beast. I just need some information from the southerner, so that That's enough to get us what we want."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. As the smartest person in the Jiankun tribe, even though he had never been to Liang, he knew that it was an extremely powerful existence.In his opinion, Lie Jiaomi has already achieved the greatest achievement in the wasteland, and any further delusion will only kill all the clansmen.

"When are you going to do it?" He asked curiously.

Lie Jiaomi stretched out a wide palm, turned the palm upwards, and said slowly: "Wait for the last snow to fall."

Snowflakes were blowing one after another, and the bitter wind was blowing from the extreme north, rushing towards the south with a cold chill.

(End of this chapter)