Farmer of Shu Han Chapter 986

Chapter 986 Take Pingcheng lightly

Since ancient times, if you want to enter Yanmen County and close the Yanmen Fortress, you must first pass through Pingcheng County (that is, Datong in later generations).

Pingcheng County is the first line of defense guarding the northern fortress.

There is Shitoushan Mountain in the west (that is, Hongtao Mountain in later generations), and Baideng Mountain in the east (that is, Cailiang Mountain in later generations).

Between the two mountains, there is a river coming from the north.

Pingcheng County, just beside the river in Shankou.

It can be said that there are mountains and waters, grass and sheep.

In the early years of the former Han Dynasty, Han Wangxin was unfavorable in fighting the Xiongnu in Yanmen. He asked the Huns for peace many times in private, and was suspected by Emperor Gaozu.

Han Wangxin was afraid of being killed, so he rebelled directly and surrendered to the Huns.

At the same time, he also gave his capital Mayi (that is, Shuozhou in later generations) to the Huns, and at the same time made an agreement with the Huns to go south to attack Taiyuan together.

Emperor Gaozu personally led the army to the north to meet the attack. He was victorious in successive battles, so he underestimated the enemy.

This is the famous siege of Baideng Mountain in history.

Today, Bai Dengshan is still the same, and Pingcheng County, which has been operated for hundreds of years in the Han Dynasty, has already become a place where Hu people raise cattle and sheep.

Pingcheng is located in a dangerous place, and it guards the throat of the north-south communication. The mud is released in summer and autumn, and everyone likes to stay here.

On the one hand, it can prevent people who don't have eyesight from sneaking in to graze.

It's okay to rely on him, but if you want to go south to graze without asking him to be an adult, that's not acceptable.

Secondly, whether it is smuggling salt from Hedong County, or smuggling ironware and food from somewhere to the caravan on the grassland, it basically passes through here.

Xieguini can get a lot of benefits from it—the middleman earns the difference, so you can make money lying down.

In the early morning at the end of July, the sun had not yet risen, and the thin summer fog floated layer by layer on the grass at the mountain pass north of Pingcheng, which had not yet dissipated.

The mist lay flat on the ground like wool.

The horseshoes wetted by the mist stepped on the grass, accompanied by the sound of tinkling horse bells, breaking the tranquility of the mountain pass.

The barbarians guarding the mountain pass were awakened with a start. They got up and listened carefully, making sure they heard correctly.

A small boss hurried forward a few steps, shouted first in nonsense, then in blunt Chinese:

"Who's up ahead?"

The tinkling horse bells stopped, and then a voice came from the opposite side:

"Horse team, tea, brown sugar, spirits, soap."

Short ten words, concise and clear, made the little boss look happy, and quickly sent several people to check.

After a while, the barbarians came back with a Han:

"It's the horse team, and they brought a lot of good things."

"Okay, okay! Hurry up, go and report to your lord immediately."

The little boss sent someone to report to Pingcheng, and at the same time personally led the horse team to a valley to wait.

The caravans of the Han people did not all come from the south.

In the past few years, every year there will be a special caravan, bringing the most precious tea and brown sugar, men's favorite spirits, and women's favorite soap, coming from the north.

I heard that they set out from the distant Liangzhou, entered the grassland, and walked thousands of miles before arriving at Yanmen.

Whenever this time is the happiest time for the tribe, it is comparable to a festival.

This caravan only comes once a year, and each time it stays for as long as a month or as short as half a month, it will leave in a hurry.

But this is enough.

At the very beginning, Xie Guini led the tens of thousands of string control men left by Fu Luohan to join Ke Bineng.

During this process, his strength was partially weakened by Ke Bi Neng.

When he fled to Budugen, he lost another part.

Then Qin Lang defeated Ke Bineng and Budugen's allied forces, and lost part of it.

For so many years, the tribe of Xieguini really celebrates the New Year with Wang Xiaoer, and every year is not as good as every year.

It wasn't until he was proclaimed King Guiyi by the State of Wei, led the tribe back to Yanmen, and gathered some small tribes, that the trend of population decline was slightly stopped.

Even so, there are only tens of thousands of warriors who can mount a horse and control the strings of the whole family.

This shows how much tribal population has been lost over the years.

But it is precisely because the population of Xieguini tribe is not too large, so Wei Guo is relieved to let him graze in Yanmen.

The tribe has a small population, so the trading time doesn't take much.

Xie Guini was a little surprised when he learned that there was a caravan coming from the north.

He immediately sent troops to the mountain pass to **** the caravan into Pingcheng.

When the size of the cavalry this year seems to be much larger than in previous years, the goods brought are naturally much more.

Xie Guini couldn't help being a little curious:

"You came half a month earlier this year than in previous years, which is rare."

The steward listened to Gui Ni's question, but with a somewhat helpless expression on his face, he sighed and said:

"The leader doesn't know. According to the habit of previous years, we will indeed stay at the foot of the Yin Mountain for at least half a month."

"It's just that this year is different. Feng Langjun from Liangzhou led an army across the desert from Liangzhou, and wanted to go south through the Yinshan Mountains."

"In the beginning, Ke Bineng not only agreed, but even sent troops to help. Later, for some unknown reason, the two sides fell out again, and there was a big fight."

"Now the entire Yin Mountain is full of trouble, and there is chaos everywhere. Who dares to stay there?"

Speaking of this, the steward sighed again, "It's just that the goods can't be taken back, right? So I had to rush here to vent to Chief Ni."

When Xie Guini heard it, he was first surprised, then delighted:

"A fight broke out on the Yinshan side?"

Han people and Wei people fought in Guanzhong, of course he knew about it.

Because last month, Bingzhou recruited a lot of troops and sent them to Guanzhong.

Bi Gui of Taiyuan in the south also sent people to Yanmen to let Xie Guini bring out some horses, cattle and sheep to finance the customs.

However, Xie Guini didn't know the specifics of what Guanzhong was like.

What can be inquired is basically some bits and pieces of news.

Some say that the Han people are powerful, while others say that the Wei people won.

But these are not what Xie Guini should care about.

Anyway, no matter who wins, people should watch Yanmen, right?

Now there is no decent tribe in the vicinity of Guansai except myself.

Even counting Ke Bineng who is far away in Yinshan Mountain, he is not a character who is willing to submit to others.

So when I heard that Ke Bi Neng was fighting with the Han people at this time, although Xie Guini was a little surprised, I felt it was reasonable.

The most important thing is that Xieguini is happy to see it happen.

Because the adult and uncle were killed by him successively, he and Ke are more capable, and there is really a deep blood feud.

"How is the fight over Yinshan? Who won?"

Xie Guini asked anxiously.

The steward shook his head and smiled wryly:

"Leader Xieguini is embarrassing me. In the event of military chaos, we have no time to avoid it. How dare we inquire?"

"Anyway, when we left, we only heard that Feng Langjun and Ke Bineng were fighting fiercely, and both sides had casualties."

Xie Guini heard the words, and then nodded, agreeing:

"Yes, Ke Bineng can't be underestimated. The Han army came across the desert, and they were able to fight Ke Bineng in Yinshan, which is already considered very powerful."

"Yes, yes!" The steward nodded again and again, agreeing, "It is in Yinshan, if it is really in Liangzhou, hehe..."

"Hehe!" Xie Guini looked at the steward, also laughing:

"Speaking of which, you came early this time. How much of the fur in our hands has been confiscated. As for the wool, we haven't started shearing yet..."

When the steward heard it, he immediately laughed and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, we can wait slowly."

Xie Guini had a good time and said slowly:

"What I mean is that you brought too much goods this year. If the price is the same as in previous years, we probably don't have enough fur and wool to exchange with you."

"So the price of this year's goods, I hope it will be lower."

"Leader Xieguini, you are taking advantage of others' danger!" The steward immediately called out to Qu, "We didn't sell much of our goods in Yinshan."

"I originally wanted to come here to see if I could get my money back. If you do this, our trip will be wasted! Not only was it in vain, but it may even be paid back!"

Xie Guini shook his head and said:

"Except for me, I am afraid that no one else can buy so much of your goods, and you came here this time to avoid war."

"Besides me, who can protect you now? So the price of your batch should be lower."

Every tribe on the grassland will welcome caravans to the grassland.

Even among some tribes, even if they were killed, they would tacitly not move the caravans that came and went.

Because the caravan can bring them scarce materials in the grassland.

Really moved to the mainland, and encountered such natural and man-made disasters when doing business, I am afraid that it is not a blood loss.

Don't let the steward say loudly in front of Xie Guini that this trip was a waste of time, but he is clear in his heart that it is impossible to lose money.

It depends on how much you earn and how little you earn.

Not to mention that this is the farthest distance a caravan can travel, even if there are other places to go, but it is going to be autumn, if you don't sell them out quickly, is it possible to keep them for the New Year?

The steward gritted his teeth, and had to lower the price according to Xie Guini's statement.

"Return to the mud leader, other things can be lowered, but I have a novelty here, if you like it, then you have to exchange some more things for me."

"If it doesn't work out, I'd rather take it back than sell it."

Xie Guini heard it, and immediately asked curiously:

"What is it?"

"There's no benefit to this thing during the day, I'll show it to you only at night."

Xie Guini became more and more curious when he saw what the other party said.

The steward smiled mysteriously, but he was only willing to take it out at night.

Finally arrived at night, but there was a sudden "beep" sound from the top of Pingcheng.

And then there's "Whoo!"

Then, a brilliant firework appeared over Pingcheng.

It looks extremely bright in the dark night.

Xie Guini was shocked when she saw this firework, and almost knelt down in fright:

"Could it be that this is a gift from ghosts and gods? It can actually summon the star pendant!"

"Hahaha…"

The steward of the caravan laughed.

In the night, General Guan was standing on a certain hill, staring at the south.

The mountain wind blew her cloak and made a loud noise, but her tall and straight body was like a stone sculpture, motionless.

When a bright firework bloomed in a certain direction, General Guan couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly.

After a while, the second flower rose into the sky and opened...

This signal means that the tent of Xie Guini is now set up in Pingcheng.

General Guan's cold face finally broke into a smile, the smile was like bright fireworks in the night sky.

"Come here, pass on the order. Tonight, we will prepare meals at three o'clock and set off at five o'clock, so that the whole army will be ready."

"No!"

"Let Shi Bao come to see me."

Shi Bao quickly climbed up from the bottom of the mountain:

"General, you are looking for me."

"How's it going in the army?"

"General, there are still 8,643 people in the army who have not followed up. Now there are 1,412 people in the army who are either overworked or sick, so they can't go into battle."

At the time of departure, there were 26,000 people. Even with one person and three riders, the number of non-combat attrition reached 10,000.

"It's okay, let them follow behind and walk slowly, waiting for the soldiers who fall behind. Tell the soldiers that when they enter Pingcheng tomorrow, they will eat meat."

Shi Bao licked his lips, he swallowed a little when he heard General Guan's words.

These days, I have only eaten one hot meal in three days, and I have long been hungry, let alone meat.

"If you can't defeat Xie Gui Ni quickly, then wait and continue eating dry food."

"Here!"

Shi Bao puffed out her chest and responded loudly.

Among other things, even if it's for tomorrow's hot soup and meat, you have to work hard!

It was still dark, the same mountain pass, the same morning, the same mist.

The little leader of the Hu people guarding the mountain pass is still sleeping.

The wine given to him by the steward of the caravan was very strong.

Although he only drank two bowls, it still made him a little dizzy last night.

The faint sound of horseshoes came from the distance of the mountain pass.

The conscientious barbarian was awakened, and he muttered:

"Which tribe doesn't have eyes?"

No wonder he was so careless.

Because the past few years have been too comfortable.

Since Kebineng fled far away, there is no nearby tribe that dares to trouble Mr. Xie Guini.

So he never thought that this was an enemy attack.

The sound of horseshoes came closer, like thunder.

"No! This is... at least tens of thousands of horses!"

After all, I have lived on horseback since I was a child. Just hearing the sound of horseshoes, the Hu people can react.

Thinking of this, he was so frightened that he lost all sleepiness, and broke out in a cold sweat.

He quickly turned over and ran to find the leader without even tidying up his clothes.

"Someone is coming, lots and lots of people!"

The boss was awakened by the shaking of death, opened some hazy eyes, got up very angry, and cursed:

"What are you doing in the morning?"

The little boy gestured repeatedly, pointing to the north tremblingly:

"Someone, somebody, many, many..."

"What…"

Before he finished speaking, the leader felt the vibration of the ground.

"Where are there so many cavalry?"

"Enemy attack?"

The leader quickly got up, but the aftereffects of the hangover were a bit severe, making his head explode.

He supported his head and groaned a few times before standing upright.

By the time he hurriedly gathered the people below, the sound of rumbling horseshoes was about to shake the top of the mountain down.

The sun rose, and the first ray of sunlight penetrated through the mist, allowing the leader to finally see clearly the enemies rushing towards the mountain pass.

Like a long dragon, like a torrent, the darkness is overwhelming.

"No!"

The leader let out a miserable scream.

This must be a dream!

It must be because the wine I drank last night is still awake.

At this time, how could there be an enemy attack?

The enemy has already begun to divide, and they are coming around at various intersections.

Some people even rushed up the low hillside, preparing to dive from a high position.

"I'll go back and tell the adults!"

The boss turned around and ran away.

Taking down the outpost with ease, Guan Ji didn't stop at all, and continued to lead the army out of the mountain pass, heading towards the real destination.

At this time, Xie Guini is really hungover.

Last night, he saw something called fireworks. It was so beautiful that he couldn't keep his mind at all. He was so happy that he drank a lot of wine.

I was having a sweet dream, and dreamed that the **** saw me setting off fireworks, and then let the extremely beautiful goddess send an invitation...

An hour later, Guan Ji led the army to the bank of the river outside Pingcheng.

Before the barbarians on this side understood what was going on, all kinds of tents had been washed to pieces.

Raising the binoculars, looking at the dilapidated city walls of Pingcheng, there are many places where a horse can pass. Guan Ji smiled slightly, and then gave an order:

"Crossing the water!"

On weekdays, the tribes who vent their return to the mud have to travel between the two sides of the strait, so there is naturally a place to cross the water.

When the Han army was crossing the water in batches, the Hu people in the city finally reacted.

"My lord, enemy attack, enemy attack, my lord!"

The personal guard desperately shook him awake to let go of the mud.

Xie Guini regained some sanity, and there were already shouts of killing outside the city.

The barbarians who did not have a unified command, some ran back, wanting to run back to the city.

Some tried to stop them beyond their limits, but the Han army who rushed up held up their sharp sabers and chopped down, directly chopping people off their horses.

Pingcheng, which has become a cattle and sheep pen, naturally has no way to block the cavalry of the Han army. Those with superb riding skills directly searched for a low place and jumped over it.

Those who have no confidence will directly rush to the city gate that has not had time to close.

Someone wanted to close the gate of the city, but suddenly a group of people rushed out from inside and directly chopped down the barbarians at the gate of the city.

Then, the cavalry rushed directly into the city...

Without time to put on any clothes, Xie Guini, who was only wrapped in a leather robe, was embraced by his personal guards, mounted his horse, and rushed to the street.

But there were cries and shouts everywhere, black smoke rose from some places, and many cattle and sheep even rushed to the street.

Seeing this chaos, Xie Guini was completely awake, and he was probably unable to organize a strong resistance.

He fled out of the city under the **** of his personal guards in a daze, and only then did he fully wake up.

He murmured like sleepwalking:

"Who? Who is it?"

"I don't know! It looks like there are Han people and Hu people. They come from the north, but I don't know where the enemy is."

The little leader who originally ran back from the mountain pass to report the news, followed the adults out of the city and provided some useful information.

"North? That's not a sneak attack by the Wei people."

Xie Guini cheered up, and at the same time glanced at Pingcheng behind him, his expression immediately became sluggish.

There are already enemy cavalry coming around from the east along the opposite bank.

"Come on, go to Yanmen Fortress!"

The terrain of the Yanmen Fortress is dangerous, and the enemy cavalry cannot cross it. As long as they can delay for a while, Taiyuan in the south can come to support in time.

Xie Guini didn't dare to stay any longer, so he slapped his **** hard, and fled south for his life.

(end of this chapter)

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