Chapter 826 The Wind on the Grassland (2)

A man from the Southern Huns bent over, almost sticking to the grass on the ground. He took two steps from time to time, then squatted down and fiddled with it, carefully examining the traces left on the grassland. After a while, Then he straightened up and shouted to the troops behind him: "There are four or five horses running past here! Heading to the west!"

"Only four or five horses?" Fei Qian frowned. Now that he was getting closer to Xianbei General Zuo's pasture, he had to be extra careful and not miss any clues.

After arriving on the grassland, Fei Qian truly realized why the nomads were truly children of the grassland. Even the Han people were as proficient in riding as the barbarians, but there were still some things that were quite different.

Just like this piece of grass, it was not very close. Fei Qian couldn't tell the difference between this piece of grass and the grass in other places, let alone judge how many war horses ran over and in which direction. gone……

In Fei Qian's eyes, this gap is like that game of chicken played by those later generations. He Mingming heard his comrades report that there were several people in a certain direction, and emphasized that it was obvious, but he stretched out his head to go out and see. At that time, all I saw were either mountains or trees, or no human figures.

Fortunately, my original plan was to bring Yuvluo with me. Without Yuvluo and the tribesmen who grew up on the grassland, he might really be blind.

"It's probably a small tribe, hmm..." Yuvro stood up on his horse, looked to the west, and then continued, "...it seems like there is a meadow over there, and the tribe should not be far away... ..." Then he waved, and several barbarian scouts clapped their horses in that direction.

grassy meadow?

Fei Qian opened his eyes and looked carefully in the direction Humphrey said, but gave up after a moment. Well, what's the difference between meadow grass and ordinary grass? I can't tell.

Soon, the Southern Huns' scouts rode back and reported: "There are indeed traces of a tribe that once resided in the west of Caodianzi, but the people and horses have all left, and they should have gone west..."

Yufro turned his head and glanced at Fei Qian. He didn't say anything, just waiting for Fei Qian to make up his mind.

Perhaps because it had been standing for a long time, the horse under Fei Qian's crotch was a little impatient. He gently dug the ground with his front hooves, then shook his neck, and Bruuru snorted.

Thousands of troops, in one word, is probably Fei Qian's current state. Just like the Xianbei tribe we met now, whether to pursue or not, perhaps Fei Qian's thought could determine the life or death of many people.

Fei Qian gently patted the war horse's big head, and then said: "Stop chasing, keep going north!"

"only!"

Immediately, the messengers loudly agreed and rushed forward and back. The flag bearer and trumpeter in charge of the golden drum also issued instructions respectively. The army, like a machine with tight gears, started moving northward again.

It's not that Fei Qian has any sympathy for the Xianbei tribe, but Fei Qian knows that this battle is not over yet. The most important point in Yin Mountain is the Baidao at the southern foot of Yin Mountain, also known as Manyi Valley.

Although the west side of Yinshan Mountain can also be bypassed from the Houtao Plain to the Yinshan Mountains, but if you want to connect with Yunzhong, Dingxiang and other areas, and if you want to go south and north, the central hub is to the north of Linwo, a valley in the middle of the Yinshan Mountains. , is also the node that divides the Qiantao Plain and the Houtao Plain in the Hetao area.

Going west from here, although there may be some gains, it will only get farther and farther away from the Manyi Valley, which is contrary to the overall goal of the army, so after thinking about it, Fei Qian gave up chasing westward.

Moreover, although the Hetao area is only a small patch on the map for the whole of China, when people really get involved in it, they find that they are only small individuals. Along the way, the well-informed Xianbei tribe fled just like the one we just discovered, but there were still many small Xianbei tribes that happened to be on the path of Feiqian's army, so that's all...

Anyway, in wars between nations, it is quite difficult to distinguish between justice and evil. It can only be said that each has a different stance, so the choices are different. However, as a nation, it is necessary to live and die. Clearing land for foreign nationalities, this can only mean hehe...

The Xianbei people are a nation that begins to age before they have truly grown into their prime. Although an outstanding figure like Tan Shihuai appeared, it seems that all Xianbei's luck has been exhausted, and what follows is a downhill journey. , even if there was founding of the country during the Sixteen Kingdoms period, it was just a flash in the pan.

Regarding Xianbei, Fei Qian learned from the books of Mr. Jin of later generations that Murong of Gusu, who claimed to treat others in his own way, was obsessed with restoring the old Xianbei country. However, regardless of country or nation, Only what is fresh and thriving is the truth, while what is corrupt will still collapse even after thousands of restorations.

What Fei Qian wants now is to break out of the vicious cycle that has been going on since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and extend China's tentacles as far as possible in all directions, and maybe a new possibility will emerge...

In fact, this kind of phenomenon existed at the beginning of the Han Dynasty, but many people just thought it was absurd.

Fei Qian suddenly smiled and said to Yuvluo on the side: "Chanyu, have you ever read a book called "Five Tibetan Mountain Classics"?"

Humphrey thought for a moment and shook his head.

Fei Qian raised his head and looked at the sky. The white clouds in the blue sky seemed to always be so pure and beautiful, "...the first of the four western classics is called Yinshan... The Yin water comes out, and the west flow flows into Luo... …The four western meridians start from the bottom of Yinshan Mountain to the mountains of Kuanji, and there are nineteen mountains, covering a distance of 3,680 miles...The mountains along the western meridians include seventy-seven mountains, totaling 17,510 miles. Qili... there is a record of this Yinshan Mountain... This book was written as early as three hundred years ago..."

Just like those who called beasts in later generations who would always come up with a lot of numbers and proper nouns, Humphrey was also shocked by Fei Qian's precise numbers. He couldn't help but open his eyes in disbelief. He repeated the question: "Zhonglang said that there were Han people three hundred years ago... who traveled more than 17,000 miles... and then wrote this book?"

Fei Qian laughed loudly and did not answer directly. He just raised his whip and moved forward.

The bolder the people, the more curious they will be about the outside world. At this time, the world was still very big. At this time, the minds of the Han Dynasty people were not so closed at the beginning. At this time, the Chinese people's self-esteem and self-improvement had not yet been destroyed. Pass……

The wind on the grassland roared past, passed through the grass, crossed the horses' hooves, and touched Fei Qian's cloak. It also pulled the three-color war flag and fluttered fiercely in the air.

Does anyone know what book Fei Xianyu is talking about...hehehehe...