I Xiaoxiong

Chapter 30
Hexi, Liangzhou City has already entered winter in November.

Although the battle is over, there are no fewer things after the war than during the war, such as digesting the results of the war, how to deal with surrendered soldiers, compensation for the dead soldiers, and rewards for meritorious soldiers.

Chen Shougui, governor of Shazhou, Zhao Wenhui, governor of Ganzhou, and Zhang Renyuan, deputy envoy of Jiedu, were all recalled to Liangzhou.

In the festival hall of Shuai's mansion, a group of high-ranking civil and military officials from Hexi gathered together to discuss military and political affairs.

Fu Maoxiu, the bearded man who has been awarded the title of "Shang Shu Ling", has already surpassed several serving prime ministers in terms of fame. He is wearing a python robe and sitting on the main seat, with a dignified appearance and growing majesty.

In addition to Fu Jinchuan's official rank becoming General Yunhui of the fourth rank, he was also conferred the title of Qinghe County Son, and he was also able to attend the meeting dignifiedly by virtue of his official rank.

"The Golden Horde has sent envoys to redeem the more than [-] captured Leopard Division troops with gold, silver, cattle and sheep."

"Only Leopard Master? No Eagle Master?"

"The captured Ashina Yanqing said that the eagle masters are not the direct leaders of the royal family. Their Meng'an are all here. Who will come forward to organize the redemption? He said he would let him go back and let him be famous to organize the redemption of the tribes. people matters."

"Why don't we just do what he wants, just exchange some cattle, sheep and money to make up for our losses in Hexi."

"In my opinion, Hexi is vast and sparsely populated, and many lands can be used as military settlements. If no one buys those eagle masters, it's better to just let them serve as military settlements."

"It's feasible, just let the Golden Horde take more cattle for plowing and supplementing the army."

At this time, Fu Jinchuan said: "Can I choose a few hundred of those soldiers first?"

Liangzhou Biejia Pei Shu said: "What is Fu Langjun's plan?"

Fu Jinchuan said: "Although our army has won a complete victory in this battle, the rangers of the Golden Horde are excellent in cavalry and shooting. They come and go like the wind, and our army's scouts have suffered a lot. I want to get rid of them alone. Pick some and form a cavalry army to deal with the small group of gold account rangers and scouts."

Fu Jinchuan's proposal is not new. In fact, there were some Hu people and Qiang people in the Hexi army, but they formed an independent army and formed a cavalry composed of surrendered soldiers, which had never been seen in the Jin army.

"It's completely composed of descendants. Isn't that too risky?"

Xu Mian, governor of Liangzhou, questioned.

Fu Jinchuan said: "These soldiers are also Beijing herdsmen. How can they understand the debate between Hua and Barbarians? Let them eat enough, and they can fight for you. Give them a piece of land, and they can work for you."

"Fu Lang-jun's words are true. Bei Jing also escaped from my Baiting guard, and they worked as hard as they did in war. It's no different."

Shi Wannian, who used to be the envoy of Baiting and is now the deputy envoy of the Wuwei Army, agreed.

"In this way, you are allowed to recruit 600 people, but there is no military quota, and it is counted as righteous obedience."

Fu Maoxiu made a decision, and the matter was settled like this.

The vassal Qianghu belongs to the imperial court, or the armed forces that voluntarily follow the main army to fight can be counted as obedience.

Yicong has no military quota, so naturally he has no military pay, and sometimes he has to bring his own dry food when fighting.

However, this is exactly what Fu Jinchuan wants, because Yicong is not considered a regular army, most of them are Qianghu from the vassal tribe, and they are usually subject to few restrictions.

In this way, the degree of freedom is higher.

After everyone dispersed, there were only father and son left in the festival hall of Shuai Mansion, so Fu Maoxiu asked.

"How do you plan to raise those 600 people?"

Fu Jinchuan smiled and said, "How do those vassals survive? There is no shortage of land in Liangzhou. When the farming is busy, they plant the land, and when they are free, they take them to cut leeks, or go directly to the Qingtang territory to plunder, otherwise What are you doing raising them?"

This is how most Hexi Qianghu live.

Half farming and half pasturing, plundering each other.

The Jiefu turned a blind eye to the mutual attacks of the Qiang and Hu tribes, as long as it didn't make too much trouble, they didn't bother to worry about it.

But if he robbed a caravan, or a village or town of the Han family, he would have to raise troops to question him.

Moreover, the Han people in Hexi are all tough folk, and all of them can bow horses, otherwise they would not be able to survive in this kind of place.

The so-called "Kandong produces ministers, and Kanxi produces generals", in a broad sense, Kansai includes Guanzhong, Hexi, Longshang and other places, and it is also a place where elite soldiers have been produced since ancient times.

"But you still have to be careful, these Qianghu are also some white-eyed wolves who are not familiar with raising them. As the old saying goes, 'It's hard to see a wolf as a dog'."

Fu Maoxiu urged again.

Fu Jinchuan nodded, "I know the seriousness, thank you for the teaching. But I was raising wolves, and I was going to take some wolves to bite the wolves outside. I have to leave it to my family to take care of the house."

Fu Maoxiu didn't talk about it, he said that he might not be stronger than his own son when he said that he used soldiers to train soldiers.

And he also knows his own Saburo's temperament, which is extremely strong.Isn't it easy to tame a few pawns?
In the following time, Fu Jinchuan stopped participating in the discussions of the commander-in-chief, but went to the surrender camp to select warriors who were good at riding and shooting.

The surrender camp is located outside the city, and you can see the Tianti Mountain not far away, and you can also see the white snow on the mountain.

"It's actually pretty good here, and I don't even want to go back."

Standing at the door of the tent, Wu Siduji put his hands in the sleeves of his fur robe, and hopped his feet back and forth, using this method to warm up his body.He was eight feet tall, and all the hair around his head was shaved, leaving only a teapot lid on his head, which looked like a simple Northlander's face.

His companion, Pu Gu Huaide, looked up at him, and then continued to chop wood.

"Because there is food here?"

Pugu Huaide's body is very strong, his arms are very broad, his waist is fat, and he looks like a bucket.He is not tall, and he walks with a limp. This is because he bravely rushed into the irritable and out-of-control horse herd for many years when he was a teenager, and saved his master's life at the price of breaking his leg, so he became a shepherd slave the leader of them.

Before this great war, he was in charge of ten shepherds and more than 100 fine horses, so he was considered a big man.

But these are now saying goodbye to him.

His master, Meng An Shulu Anda, who was born in the royal family, died outside Baiting City. As the master, the shepherd also served as the guard, and naturally lost his former status.

Wu Si Duji smiled, then shook his head.

"There is no master here."

Pugu Huaide also laughed when he heard this sentence, this is the difference between the two.

Wusi Duji likes the present, but he misses the past.

I also miss the woman he was in the grassland.

"Let's stay here. I just heard that General Fu in Baiting wants to pick hundreds of people, and he wants to shoot arrows."

Us Duji said.

Pugu Huaide stopped his work of chopping firewood, "Are you serious?"

"Then you can definitely stay, you are the Condor Archer."

On the grasslands of the northern border, only archers with the best archery skills can be called eagle archers.

Wusi Duji is a carving shooter.

While talking, Pugu Huai'en handed the ax to the other party's side, and let the other party chop wood with enthusiasm.

Wu Si Duji took the ax and started chopping firewood too, but his mouth was not idle.

"I have nothing to worry about on the grassland. I don't want to go back. It's good to stay here. You also stay with Huaide. The master is dead, and you are the guard. You may be beheaded if you go back."

Pugu Huaide was silent when he heard this.Although he misses that woman and the past very much, Wu Si Duji is right, he will probably be killed by the new Meng An when he returns.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden noise in the camp, the roar of hundreds of horseshoes trampling on the ground, and the roar of countless people roaring wildly.

As if the wind that could sweep away everything, the voice ranged from far to near, rushing in the wind and snow.

"what happened?"

"It's the cavalry of Jin."

A group of hundreds of Jin cavalry rushed into the camp, and the captives had already given up a large area with interest.

When the first rider reined in, the tall black horse roared between sudden stops, and then the horse's hoof stepped on the ground hard, as if it was stepping on everyone's heart.

Even a group of men from the northern border, the Golden Tent who boasted that they grew up on horseback, had to admit that the general of the Jin State in front of him was really outstanding in his riding skills.

But it was Fu Jinchuan who was wearing a black armor and a brocade military robe.

"Meet General Fu."

The patrolling soldiers in charge of managing the captive camp hurried over to see him.

"Buy you."

Fu Jinchuan nodded as a response.Then sit on the horse and watch the entire camp of prisoners.

"I want six hundred warriors to serve me."

"There is food to eat every day, and you are full."

As a result, the whole camp was talking about it.

Don't worry, on the grassland, how many of these ordinary herdsmen can eat every meal?

Every winter, many people would starve to death on the northern grasslands.

Most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and of course there are still strong ones.

It's not uncommon to survive the severe winter.

Therefore, just those two very common words "manage fullness" are enough to make many people work hard for Fu Jinchuan.

"I have to be capable, and even more courageous. It doesn't matter whether you were eagle masters or leopard masters before."

Subsequently, tens of thousands of pawns began to sign up, but among them, the pawns of the falconer were the main ones.

After three days and screening of various conditions, nearly [-] brave and good shooters were selected.The team was named "Flying Locust Yi Cong".

Fu Jinchuan deliberately found Zhang Renyuan and Chen Shougui, and asked them for the Qingtang armor captured in this battle.The bows and crossbows of the Qingtang people are weak, but the armor and swords are extremely fine.

The station is outside Liangzhou City, near Qilian Mountain.

More than [-] people were divided into six teams, with a team of [-] people. One team was set up as the chief, and all the brave people were selected, including Wusi Duji and Pugu Huaide.

"This lamb is roasted well."

A group of people gathered around a bonfire, and a whole gazelle was set on the fire, which was sizzling with oil.Fu Jinchuan cut off a piece of mutton with a knife and said after tasting it.

"General Xie's compliment, I used to roast mutton for the prince over there, and I can also cook mutton soup and roast hummus."

Said a short and stocky man with a smile on his face.

Fu Jinchuan said with a smile: "No wonder, you can still eat so much fat in the northern border. It seems that no matter where you are, the cook can't get hungry."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Several personal guards and the team of Locust Yicong laughed after hearing this, completely forgetting that they were fighting each other not long ago.

This is also the normal state in this land. The opponent who fought you to the death yesterday may be your own today.

But for most people, survival is more important than hatred.

(End of this chapter)