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Chapter 178 Grassland people should be able to sing and dance

Nearby, there was the body of a fallen Dajin soldier.

On the grassland, there are a large number of rats, and the virus is spreading quietly.

Any negligence may cause great disaster.

"Sun Shi'an."

Zhao Cheng looked at Sun Shi'an next to him again.

"arrive."

Sun Shi'an immediately agreed, took a step forward, put his feet together, and made a military salute with a snap.

"You will be the deputy leader of the health and epidemic prevention team in Guihua City, and also the second person in charge of health and epidemic prevention. Remember one principle, the two of you must cooperate sincerely and unite as one. Combat defense and health defense are the same important.

If any of these two goes wrong, both of you will become historical sinners of our strong military government! "

Zhao Cheng's voice was unprecedentedly serious.

"Yes, my lord."

Li Erdan and Sun Shi'an stood at attention at the same time and agreed in unison.

Especially Sun Shi'an was nervous and excited.

He is from the Huai'an Army, and in the Huai'an Army, he is a hundred household officer.

Because it was relatively late to take refuge in Zhao Cheng, he had been worried that it would be difficult to integrate into the core circle of the strong army centered on Zhao Cheng.

Now, Zhao Cheng appointed him as the deputy team leader, which is definitely a good opportunity.

Responsible for sanitation and epidemic prevention, at first glance it seems to be far away from the army, as if being squeezed out.

However, based on his contact with Mr. Zhao during this period of time, Sun Shi'an was keenly aware that Mr. Zhao attached great importance to health and epidemic prevention, which can be said to be incomprehensible.

He knew that as long as he did this well, he would be Master Zhao's confidant in the future.

What's more, Mr. Zhao did not relieve him of his military duties.

In the Huai'an army, he is now a sub-captain, and his subordinates directly command hundreds of Huai'an troops.

Sun Shi'an's heart was full of excitement, and he wanted to make a career out of it, so that Mr. Zhao would look at him with admiration.

Next, Zhao Cheng continued to advise on the matters that need to be paid attention to.

To make the concept of hygiene deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, we must use scientific methods for hygiene and epidemic prevention...

"If someone from the surrounding grassland tribes takes the initiative to seek refuge, give them a bite to eat, arrange work for them, and ask them to help build the city wall. I will leave enough food for you.

But we must pay attention to one thing, people who are not of our race must have different hearts.Before they fully integrate into our cultural circle, we must take precautions, especially to prevent someone from sending spies in under the pretense of taking refuge and sneaking in to attack our city.

You have to give full play to your subjective initiative, and no matter what, you must keep Guihua City and manage it well.From now on, Guihua City will have a high status in our military government..."

With a cigarette in his hand, Zhao Cheng explained for a long time.

Then, let the logistics department simply stew the big pot dishes, and the whole army eats big pot dishes and big steamed buns.

Eat and chat.

After eating and resting, Zhao Cheng marched eastward with [-] cavalry.

Not long after walking, I saw a tent in the distance. This is a small tribe where the Mongols migrated.

Without further ado, Zhao Cheng sent a cavalry over.

Yu Hu has now been promoted to Chief Banner Officer.

He personally led the team and roared away.

In the small tribe on the opposite side, thirty or fifty riders galloped out and greeted them.

"Ready to fight!"

Yu Hu gave an order.

All the soldiers got off their horses and stood in a row with their rifles raised horizontally, looking at the cavalry on the opposite side.

Yu Hu stared at those Tartars with cold eyes.

Seeing that the Tartars were getting closer, the voices of shouting and talking could already be heard from a distance, and they could be seen bending their bows and nodding their arrows, ready to shoot.

"Fire!"

Yu Hu stopped hesitating and gave an order.

Ping Pong Pong!

Amidst the random gunshots, a group of people on the opposite side turned their backs on their backs, and several people fell off their horses.

Ping Pong Pong!

The gunfire continued, and when the cavalry charged dozens of steps away, there were less than a dozen people left. They turned their horses and ran away with horror on their faces.

"Chase!"

Yu Hu gave an order, and the soldiers under his command got on their horses and chased after them.

Ping Pong Pong!

On the open grassland, there were constant gunshots.

In the end, only a few riders ran away relying on their proficiency in riding skills and familiarity with the terrain, and everyone else was executed.

When Yu Hu assembled his men and rushed towards the tribe, he saw a panic in the tribe, crying for father and mother.

An old man held an iron knife and shouted something, and rushed towards Yu Hu and the others.

Yu Hu was not polite and shot dead on the spot.

In the national war, there is no kindness to speak of, either you die or I live.

"Anyone who shows signs of resistance will be killed! All tents will be set on fire! All cattle, horses and sheep will be taken away, and those who cannot be taken away will be killed! All iron pots and pottery will be broken!"

This is Master Zhao's order, and what has been done is to destroy all the means of production of the Tartars.

In this era, productivity is already very weak.

The tents, iron pots and pottery that can be easily obtained in later generations may be the wealth accumulated by these nomads for several generations.

There are also cattle, horses and sheep. A family cannot survive without a certain number of livestock.

Zhao Cheng didn't deliberately slaughter, but destroying all means of production would directly make these tribes unable to survive.

Either they rise up and fight other tribes, snatch the tent cattle and sheep, or they can only wait to die...

This is Zhao Cheng's conspiracy, and the effect is much better than direct massacre.

It can be foreseen that wherever the Qiangdi army passes, these grassland tribes will inevitably fall into chaos.

Not long after the Qiangdi Army left, a large army appeared on the horizon in the distance, overwhelming the sky.

Erden took a few scouts with him, saw the fireworks in front of him from a distance, and came over bravely.

Erden'er was originally a brave Bajala, but after several battles, his courage was already destroyed.

His master Zonuomu died in battle, and his master's master Zhenglan Banner Mang Gurtai also died in battle.

The reorganized Zhenglan Banner is the weakest among the Eight Banners and has the lowest combat effectiveness. Even the new banner owner, De Gelei, has the lowest prestige compared to the other banner owners.

Because Zhenglan Banner's chances were exhausted before, most of the current flags were raised from the Mongolian Banner and the Han Army Banner.

So Erden's status is higher than before...Of course, it's only within the Zhenglan Banner.

For example, now, the most dangerous thing to do as a sentry and run in the front is the people from Zhenglanqi, and Erden was also sent out.

"Pfft! Fucking his mother! This most dangerous thing is left to our Zhenglanqi people. If the master is still here..."

Erden spat on the ground, complaining angrily.

He missed the days when his master was still there.

He almost didn't have to worry about anything, he just had to follow his master to fight north and south.

Every morning when I wake up, I can call my master heartily... Every pore is comfortable.

It's not like now, being sent as cannon fodder.

The word "to his mother" was learned by Erden from the Han people.

The men he brought now were all raised from the flag of the Han army. Erden usually chatted with them and learned a lot of mantras.

into his mother!
Three words, you can express your mood and attitude to your heart's content.

It's really enjoyable!
He has already grasped the essence of Minghua!

When he saw puffs of thick smoke in front of him, Erden felt frightened and walked forward cautiously.

If he saw Ariming Jun's figure, he would definitely turn around and run away.

He will not fight those Ming soldiers.

That's not desperate, as long as you get a little closer, you will be killed with a single shot, what is desperate?
That is death!
In the distance, there is a figure shaking.

"Be careful! Ming army!"

Erden was taken aback, yelled, turned around and was about to run.

"My lord, it's not the Ming army! It seems to be the Mongols!"

Beside, a flag Ding said.

Only then did Erden calm down and take a closer look.

Sure enough, it was a few Mongolians who seemed to be preparing to escape in a panic.

Erden breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a chill down his back.This time, his back was already sweating.

"Catch them here!"

Erden gave an order.

Several bannermen roared forward and brought several Mongolians over.

These people, with shiny clothes and a smell of sheep, looked like herdsmen on the grassland.

"What's the matter with you? What happened in front?" Erden asked in Mongolian.

"My lord, there is a Ming army! We are from the village in front of us. Suddenly a Ming army came and killed all the young men in our village, burned our tents, and robbed our cattle and horses. The cattle that could not be taken away All the sheep were killed!"

An old herdsman cried and said.

"Where is the Ming army now?"

Erden leaned his forehead forward and asked.

"Let's go!" said the old herdsman, "After they killed people and burned the tents, they left!"

"Gone? Go and see!"

Only then did Erden feel completely relieved.

When we arrived at the small settlement, we saw corpses lying on the ground one after another. Some young and strong were killed, as well as cattle and sheep, all of which were hacked to death.

"This Ming army is so brutal! Wherever it passes, even sheep will not be spared!"

The cattle and sheep they could not take away were not spared, and they were all killed.

This is simply horrible.

"Quick! Go and report to the master!"

Erden hit the horse and went back to report.

……

"We must stop this Ming army! If we let them reach Shengjing first, we will be destroyed!"

Hauge looked at the corpses all over the ground, and smelled the mixed smell of blood in the air and the burnt tent, his body trembled slightly.

This Ming army is completely different from any Ming army they have fought against before.

Not only are they powerful in combat, but they also have no integrity at all.

The Ming army in the past was bound by the demeanor of a great power and Confucian morality. Even if they were defeated, at least they would not be killed on the surface.

Not to mention killing cattle and sheep on purpose, setting tents on fire, and even breaking iron pots...

This is completely genocide!
On the grassland, losing these means of production means losing the basis of survival.

"My lord, the damned Ming people killed our son, robbed our cattle and sheep, burned our tents, and even smashed our iron pots and pottery. We will starve to death on the grassland! We are willing to seek refuge My lord, please take us in!"

The old man took the lead, and a group of people knelt in front of Hauge.

Hauge frowned.

If it were the same as before, they would be very happy if some herdsmen took refuge in them.

But now, they are [-] fine cavalry selected from the Eight Banners Army, and they travel lightly. They want to rush back to Shengjing before the Ming army, or find a way to set up an ambush halfway to intercept and kill the Ming army.

It is obviously not possible to bring these herdsmen with them, as it will slow down their journey.

What's more, they don't have enough food and money.

"We want to chase the Ming army and fight against the Ming army, so we can't take you in."

Haug waved his hand to drive these people away.

Killing intent flashed in his eyes.

However, they are now allies with the Mongols.

Father Khan Huang Taiji attached great importance to this relationship, and for this reason, he even did not hesitate to marry.

If Haug kills these herdsmen indiscriminately, it may cause dissatisfaction among the Mongols.

After a little hesitation, Hauge suppressed the killing intent in his heart, didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurried towards the east.

"Grandpa, where is my father? Our tents have been burned, and our cattle and sheep have been killed. Where should we go?"

A little boy was holding the hem of the old herdsman, looking like he was about to cry.

The old herdsman reached out and touched the little boy's head, and comforted him:
"Your father... went to a very far place. Next, we have to rely on ourselves."

The old herdsman gathered several prestigious people in the clan together to discuss where to go.

After discussing it all night, I finally made a decision.

They are going to the north to grab cattle, sheep and grassland with other tribes.

Even if the probability of success is not high, you can only fight desperately.

If they don't fight, don't grab, and don't have any means of production, they will starve to death.

"Let's go, son. When you grow up, you must be as brave as your father. Look at this pendant on your chest. This is what your father snatched back when he went to the Ming people's land and killed their men. We Although the tribe is temporarily in trouble, as long as there is a man, it will be able to reproduce like a flock of sheep on the grassland in the future!"

The old herdsman grabbed the little boy by the shoulders and encouraged him.

"Well! When I grow up in the future, I want to be like my father and be a strong warrior. I also want to go to Ming people's land to kill their men and rob their wealth!"

The little boy held the pendant on his chest.

This pendant is a silver-covered jade, very exquisite.

When his father brought it back to him, it was still stained with blood.

The father said that he killed a Han woman and took the pendant from her body.

A man on the grassland must be good at riding and shooting, and when he grows up, he will go to the land of the Han people to forage grass.

Now, of course, they have to survive first.

The land of the Han people is blocked by the Great Wall.They couldn't get in without Khan leading them there.

This is what grandpa said.

Now they are going north to compete with other nomadic tribes for grasslands, cattle and sheep.

The little boy held a small machete tightly in his hand.

……

"This blue sky and white clouds is so beautiful. This beautiful prairie should not be bloody. Herdsmen should be hospitable and good at singing and dancing. They should not have the wrong idea of ​​being good at riding and shooting."

During the march, Zhao Cheng did not forget to instill various ideas in his subordinates.

(End of this chapter)