In early spring, there is still a chill between heaven and earth. However, the ice in the upper reaches of the river has begun to melt, causing the water level to continue to rise, and many dams are issuing warnings.
But fortunately, it can be controlled, and water can be stored in the reservoir for spring plowing, and it can also prevent spring drought. Apart from asking water conservancy officials to take more notes and prepare for floods, there was nothing wrong with it.
Because at this time, most people in the world are focusing on the north of the Yellow River.
After the death of King Liu Shouguang of Yan, Shi Jingtang, who was left behind in Youzhou, took his youngest son as the chief, and appointed himself as the general marshal of the Yan Kingdom's troops and horses, coordinating all the infantry and cavalry under the jurisdiction of Yan.
And after that, the switch welcomed the Mobei army going south. Nearly 100,000 Mobei cavalry and infantry were scattered in various important towns in Hebei. Every town he passed was plundered, and the young men were incorporated into the army and served as slaves. Women were raped and robbed.
Although it is said that Jin King Li Keyong was angry many times and ordered Queen Mobei to restrain the tribe. But even so, wherever troops are stationed in Mobei, the surrounding towns are often robbed of ten houses and nine empty houses.
These Mobei Hu people, who have lived in poverty outside the customs for hundreds of years, find it difficult to restrain themselves once they enter the still prosperous Central Plains. They are not satisfied at all unless they fill their pockets.
Thousands of people in Hebei fell into misery overnight.
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"ever……"
The cone-shaped feather arrow carried power and was deeply embedded in the middle of the somewhat muddy road. The tail of the arrow was still trembling slightly after it hit the ground.
The stream of people stretching for miles in the middle of the road suddenly became panicked. The crowd that was still somewhat orderly suddenly became panicked. Everyone wanted to leave the group with their families in tow.
But it was already too late. The sound of rolling thunder suddenly sounded on the road behind the crowd. Countless Mobei cavalry wearing felt hats and leather armors, carrying swords and bows, surrounded them from the woods on both sides, completely blocking the road.
They rode on horses, howled loudly, and often drew their bows and arrows to shoot to death the refugees who tried to escape.
The refugee group that had the intention to gather to resist suddenly collapsed. The husband and his wife were missing, and the son was missing his father. They were all dispersed by the panicked crowd.
Countless carts originally used for hauling items were also knocked over. Food and property were scattered on the ground, but no one picked them up. In the panic, some people who were knocked down were trampled to death.
Such a cruel scene only caused laughter in the eyes of these hundreds of Mobei cavalry. From time to time, people would rush forward on horseback, drive away the refugees, and then capture the women they were interested in on horseback.
The chaotic scene gradually calmed down after half an hour. Even if there were people who were lucky enough to escape, they would either be shot to death by missing arrows, or they would be driven back to the team.
On both sides of the official road that was several miles long, there were Mobei cavalry galloping back and forth with ferocious laughter everywhere, regrouping the tortured people.
"Since you are from the north, why should you go south?"
At this time, a Mobei Qushuai in different attire pointed his horse whip at an old man with white hair in the crowd and shouted in Chinese with his feet raised.
There were still tears on the old man's face. His son had just been hacked to death in order to protect him. At this time, he didn't want to live anymore, so he immediately pointed his finger at the handsome man and cursed.
"Li Thief (Li Keyong) and the stone thief colluded with you barbarians and committed traitorous and shameless acts! Although we are just civilians in Guizhou, we also know that we are loyal to the emperor and patriotic! You and other barbarians killed my Han children and massacred our Han land. Why don't we go south?"
As he said that, the old man stepped forward angrily and continued to curse loudly: "Even if you kill me and humiliate me and live in Han land, you are still just a barbarian! Look, the emperor of Luoyang has strong soldiers and horses. Even though we are dead, But sooner or later the emperor will destroy your entire tribe of barbarians!"
Mobei Qushuai's face was livid. Before the old man could finish speaking, he stepped forward with the horse's belly firmly between his legs and decapitated him with a knife.
But the effect didn't seem to be significant. He looked around at the crowd of refugees and saw that everyone was angry, and more young people had faces full of grief and anger, just one step away from resisting.
The commander-in-chief was a little angry, but he only robbed these southerners of some money and a small number of people, so how could he be so angry?
Damn it, I'm not pretending, so Qu Shuai could only say harshly: "Drive them all back! The queen said that since you are a northerner in life, you can only die in the north!"
Countless wailing sounds erupted from the crowd, all of which were unarmed refugees. After all, they did not have the courage to resist these murderous Mobei people.
It's only a few miles away from the Yellow River...
Thousands of refugees were scolded and expelled and turned north again, dragging the bodies of their dead relatives and staggering back north.
But at this moment, a sound of thunder and lightning suddenly sounded from the sky and the earth.
Mobei Qushuai, who was surrounded by several Qingqi, exploded from his back to his chest the next moment the thunder sounded.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, instantly covering the faces of several Mobei people around him.
And he himself, without even humming, fell forward from his horse.
After that, several thunders sounded one after another, and the Mobei people riding high on their horses seemed like living targets. Every time there was a loud noise, one person fell off the horse.
After a while, the thunder that sounded from the south finally stopped.
At this time, both the hundreds of Mobei Qingqi and the refugees who were being carried back north were all lying on the ground in panic.
Looking to the south, I saw countless smoke rising suddenly in the woods on both sides of the road, and then I saw countless figures on horseback slowly emerging from the smoke.
These people were all dressed in green uniforms, with iron armor on their faces, and a hat on their head. With a horizontal sword on his waist and a long bow on his back, he looked extremely capable.
But what is even more strange is that each of these people is holding a fire stick about half a foot long in their hands, slightly tilted and raised towards the sky.
At this moment, frightened by the sound of thunder and the tragic deaths of dozens of cavalrymen including Commander Qu, most of the people in Mobei were already filled with liver and gallbladder. They all thought it was God's punishment, so they fell off their horses and kept kowtowing.
Those who still had the guts to see these strangely dressed men and horses could no longer muster up the morale to step forward and fight.
People in the grasslands have always believed in the Immortal Heaven. The death of Qu Shuai and others and the sudden sound of thunder made people dare to move.
Among the refugees, there were scholars who did not believe in ghosts and gods, but they were lying on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads.
It's really too scary.
The leading knight in blue robes and hats swept his eyes from the panicked Mobei people, and finally landed on a Mobei person who had already run fifty steps away.
He held the fire stick called the "flintlock" in front of him and leveled it, then took aim and pulled the trigger.
In a burst of white mist, thunder roared, and the fleeing Mobei man was shot in the shoulder. After screaming, he fell to the ground.
Thousands of people were frightened. Although the people in Mobei all had horses, they were all frightened and knelt on the ground.
The man in green clothes and bamboo hat tightened the reins, and his eyes under the iron armor on his face looked at the countless corpses on the ground. Finally, he stepped forward with the horse under his belly and said coldly:
"The Imperial Guards of the Tang Dynasty, under the orders of the Emperor, welcome the people of the Tang Dynasty to cross the river south. You barbarians who dare to block it shall be punished by death."
There was an inner power in his voice that carried it far. The refugees and common people who had been lying on the ground in bewilderment suddenly raised their heads, were stunned, and then cried with joy.
"It's the King of the Tang Dynasty..."
"The Emperor has not forgotten us and has sent someone to pick us up..."
Only the Mobei people were shaking like chaff. Although they now knew that God would not punish them tomorrow, they had already missed the opportunity and could only let others slaughter them.
But the man in green hat didn't order any more of these Mobei people to be beheaded. He just dismounted, walked to Qu Shuai's body, leaned over, cut off his head, and threw it to one of the Mobei cavalry.
"Go back and ask Li Keyong to prepare Shi Jingtang's head, and don't forget to wash his own neck clean at the same time. I will go to Taiyuan to visit King Jin at a later date."
The Mobei man just nodded his head and held his bloody head tightly, not knowing what he was talking about.
The man in green clothes and hat got on his horse and ordered his men to comfort all the refugees and prepare to go south. At the same time, all the horses of the Mobei people were plundered, even the swords and armor were not spared.
Even though countless people vented their hatred on the Mobei people, he did not interfere. He just organized his men to return to the south as soon as possible.
At the end, the man in green clothes and hat, who was already riding on the horse, turned back and said in a deep voice:
"Also, the emperor heard that the Queen of Mobei has always been good at singing and dancing. Now that she has come to the Central Plains, he asked her not to go back. From now on, she must be invited to Luoyang to dance."
