On the grassland, thousands of people are fighting, people are like tigers, horses are like dragons, fighting together.
If you look closely, the total number of people should be about 2,000 people, and these people have been killed into a pot of porridge, and it is really difficult to distinguish between the enemy and us.
Xia Xun noticed that Ding Yu had led a few people down the high slope and stopped at a distance of two arrows from those people, because he only brought a few people, so it did not have any impact on the two sides of the melee, and the two sides were still fighting desperately.
Gradually, the scuffle began to divide the winners, first one side gradually retreated, so that onlookers could easily distinguish with the naked eye that they belonged to the two camps, but their unmarked clothes and completely non-existent flags made it impossible for onlookers to distinguish who they belonged to.
Immediately afterwards, the side that had lost the wind began to retreat, and they all rode their horses and turned around, rolling like a long winding dragon on the snowy field and fleeing into the distance, their hooves thundering.
The other side was disrupted and needed to take advantage of the brief break in victory to regroup their ranks, so it was only when they began to flee that the other side suddenly launched and launched a pursuit.
The pursuing team was divided into three routes, one of which pursued directly from behind, and the other two were outflanked by the left and right distal arcs, as if they wanted to use the confluence of the two curves and the three lines as a predetermined location for annihilating the enemy.
Originally, in such a pursuit, it was difficult to do everything as you wanted, but as soon as the two sides ran, the gap was very obvious.
The fleeing side had few strong horses, and some of the knights did not even have a saddle, while the pursuers were not only well saddled, but also had strong horses and powerful runs, so that they were not necessarily incapable of striking the enemy together.
The leader of the victorious side was obviously in the rear, when the three-way army chased out, there were still hundreds of people left in the same place, many of them looked over here, they saw Ding Yu, and also saw Xia Xun standing on the high slope, there were already dozens of knights riding horses to outflank Ding Yu and others, but their leaders didn't seem to want to make extraneous branches, after seeing Ding Yu and others' Ming army clothes, and saw that there were still people on the high slope in the distance, and suddenly called them back.
These people quickly followed behind the pursuers and left, Xia Xun saw Ding Yu standing there and discussing something with a few guards for a while, and then galloped towards the battlefield.
The battlefield is full of wolves, human corpses and horse corpses, blood splashed everywhere, like peach blossoms everywhere.
The snow trampled by the horses' hooves was devoid of snow in many places, revealing a black ground and mottled patches.
Xia Xun saw that Ding Yu was searching on the battlefield for a long time, looking like he was looking for the surviving soldiers, after a while, Ding Yu stopped on the battlefield with the guards, and seemed to find the wounded and undead soldiers, and after a while, Ding Yu ran back with people, looked from afar, but did not see him bring people back.
Xia Xun knocked on the stirrup and went down the slope to meet him.
"What's going on" "Guogong, it is the Tatar Wanggu tribe and the Qimud tribe who are fighting, and the losing side is Qimud."
"Why are they all Tatars" Ding Yu smiled and said: "Because there is no food to eat, their leader refuses to give up his power and accept the household and resettlement of my Ming Dynasty, so he has to eat small fish with big fish."
Xia Xun then understood, his eyes flickered slightly, and said: "Very good, it seems that Wan Shiyu is doing quite well that wounded soldier" "I broke my leg and was stabbed in the chest, I didn't look closely, I asked someone to slaughter it, and it would be a waste of food to keep it anyway."
"Let's go" After a false alarm, the team continued to set off, all the way down, the corpses that died of fighting, the corpses that died of freezing and starvation, can often be seen on the snowfield, because the weather is cold, people freeze not long after they die, so there are not many eaten by wild beasts, and the corpses can be preserved, half-hidden in the snow, which is unbearable.
When there was still half a day away from the garrison of the team sent by Liaodong for relief, they saw another fight, the rain of arrows gathered, the air roared, and the Tatar knights rushed forward one after another, surging up like a tidal wave, fighting desperately.
Both sides used chiseling tactics, penetrating each other's formations, a beautiful arc recoil, and launching a chisel attack again, the two sides kept chiseling back and forth, and countless people fell every time they hedged, but the situation of the chaotic battle did not stop.
This time, Xia Xun and they didn't stop, seeing that the two sides had already killed red eyes, they were very clever to avoid the battlefield of fighting, and went around to the disaster relief camp, but on the way, they met some Tatar herdsmen who also fled to the disaster relief camp in a hurry, and called them to the front to ask, only to know that the two teams that had killed each other were actually of the same race, both of them were from the Briyat clan.
The reason why they kill each other is also because they have run out of food and grass.
The Tatar tribes suffered huge losses during the migration, and as soon as the grain and grass accumulated in Arutai were burned, they were completely in a desperate situation.
In the past, when faced with such food shortages, their solution was generally to migrate the whole tribe, and by force they competed with other tribes for limited winter pastures to rob each other of their food.
There is also a way to raid and plunder, and run to the place of the Han people to "fight the grass valley", but what is the current situation "fighting the grass valley" and Wara for so long, and the vitality is greatly damaged, Zhang Jun and the Liaodong army are stationed under their noses, if you want to fight the grass valley, it is better to wipe the neck directly.
With no choice, as more and more people froze to death and starved to death, the grievances in the hearts of the herdsmen became heavier and heavier, and the prestige of the leaders became lower and lower, but they were unwilling to accept the placement of the Liaodong Metropolitan Division.
The leaders were able to survive for the time being, but the ordinary clansmen could not support it, so some of them decided to leave the tribe on their own and go to the Liaodong Dusi, how could the leaders allow such an act and a fratricidal battle began.
Ding Yu was afraid that Xia Xun would feel compassion, so he hurriedly said: "Guogong, don't look at them now, when our fists are not as hard as theirs, they are really ruthless than wolves."
Even now, if it weren't for the fact that there was a warat pressing step by step, and then our Liaodong Metropolitan Division was waiting for it, wouldn't they come to harm our people, just now they were ruthless, and you also saw it. ” Xia Xun glanced at him, smiling rather than smiling.
On the snowfield, a number of military tents constitute a huge military camp, there is a horse trap in front of the military camp, and a smooth and solid barrier is piled up with snow behind the pit, several passages have bridges, the bridge head is equipped with antlers and horse repellents, and the central part of the military camp is a stacked granary full of grain and grass everywhere, and the whole camp is busy inside.
The soldiers on patrol, the officials who registered and distributed grain, the herdsmen who received alms, the tribes who came to trade, and the cattle and sheep kept in the pen were bustling and lively.
In the big tent of the Liaodong political envoy Wan Shiyu, a group of people quarreled endlessly, standing in the middle was Wan Shiyu, as well as a few civil officials and staff, and surrounded by some emotional Confucian scholars.
These Confucian scholars were passionate, raised their arms and quarreled, and surrounded the Wanshi Domain in the center.
Wan Shiyu secretly regretted: "I really shouldn't have fucking brought these nerds" In recent years, Liaodong has developed very well, and has also achieved great success in culture and education, before Zhang Xitong was transferred back to the Ministry of Rites, various academies in Liaodong's county schools, government schools, government and private academies have blossomed everywhere, and a large number of scholars have been recruited from the Central Plains to become college teachers, masters, and gentlemen.
Not long ago, when Wan Shiyu arrived in Tatar, considering the problem of language communication, he only brought some Mongolian and Jurchen academy students, these people were originally from nomadic tribes, and the belief that the law of the jungle was deeply rooted in their bone marrow, so the implementation of Wan Shiyu's decision was not discounted, which had a huge effect on attracting people's hearts in Liaodong.
But their number is still too small, at this time there are no films, television, radio and other propaganda tools, most of the Tatar tribes of the people are illiterate, they need to visit the propaganda from one household to another, the number is far from enough, and the county schools, government schools, academies in all parts of Liaodong have asked to join the propaganda war, to contribute to the country, Wan Shiyu is worried that the manpower is not enough, so he nodded and agreed.
It doesn't matter if you don't understand the language, at most one person is equipped with a translator who is proficient in Mongolian and Chinese, such people abound in Liaodong, and many people in Liaodong who are illiterate have such skills.
Not long after these scholars arrived in Tatar, their views changed.
In the course of their propaganda, they watched some herdsmen of the Tatar tribes who refused to accept the resettlement of the Ming court die of starvation and their families were ruined, and they were warmly entertained by the leaders of those tribes, and they wept and wiped tears to complain to them, and a sense of justice and compassion arose.
Stuck relief forces these tribes to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, otherwise you will freeze to death and starve to death without plucking a hair, such behavior is unrighteous and cruel in their eyes, and there is no surname at all.
These masters, who have been instilled with benevolence and morality since childhood, have never experienced the bitter cold life in Saibei, and have never been hurt and plundered by nomads.
The benevolent invincible with a compassionate heart can influence the world, I am a dignified heavenly kingdom, a state of etiquette, how can I do this, how can I be so cruel to tempt them to defect with interests, what an evil act they lack food and clothing, and they are dying, at this time, they are helpless, selfless relief, and free relief, isn't that what I should do in the Central Plains Dynasty founded on Confucianism The masters are respectful, benevolent, benevolent, and fraternal, and the masters take the world as their own responsibility, and fraternity is benevolence, and there is so much grain and grass in the disaster relief camp, how can they sit back and watch so many people starve to death like stray dogs, and they in turn began to strongly demand that the political envoys immediately distribute relief food free of charge to help the Tatar victims.
However, most of these scholars have fame, and Wan Shiyu himself is also a scholar, so it is not good to be too harsh, and under their verbal criticism, he is a little unbearable.
In the big tent, Wan Shiyu was scolded by these professors, masters, and gentlemen, and he was powerlessly arguing, when someone ran in and reported loudly: "Lord Fantai, Grandpa Fuguo, and Marquis Kaiyuan have arrived in front of the camp."
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