Inside the station, Zhang Qi watched with reluctance as Takumu took away the hundred-man cavalry archer from the Hu Shui tribe.
As compensation, more than two hundred Xianbei soldiers were dispatched and became Zhang Qi's soldiers.
They are said to be soldiers, but no one knows how many Xianbei people planted spies among them.
Zhang Qi did the same thing anyway, but compared to the two hundred Xianbei cavalry who may have a dozen or even dozens of spies, all of his Hu Shui cavalry archers were.
Push it in, push it in hard, you are still mine from now on, so just treat it as if you are familiar with it in advance.
Zhang Qi had a look of reluctance on his face, but he was extremely happy in his heart. He had just ordered Hu Shui to find a way to drop people down to find out the power distribution of the Xianbei people. Now, just because he was dozing off, someone handed him a pillow.
Zhang Qi couldn't help but praise King Xianbei for his profound righteousness.
Time flies like water, and years fly by. The days when you can't pretend to be X pass by in a flash.
Daxinganling is close to the east of the southern foothills.
As the head of Xianbei, Zhang Qi was given a large enough pasture, but now he has no cattle or sheep, so there is only a solitary yurt built in the huge pasture.
Today is Zhang Qi's fifth day in Xianbei.
For five days, his focus was on exploring the Xianbei tribe's intelligence.
Thanks to King Xianbei's profound righteousness, one hundred Hu Shui cavalry archers were divided up by the Xianbei tribe. Zhang Qi was very relieved about these Hu Shui cavalry archers. The construction of his army's faith was not good-looking. After several months, Under the shroud of miracles, none of these mounted archers wanted to enter the God's Pasture after death.
Therefore, they who were divided up became Zhang Qi's best source of intelligence.
However, Zhang Qi and the others did not have much training for secret agents, so it was quite difficult to transmit the information. Liu Chai's sentry sent them almost with their lives to transmit the information.
In the past five days, almost everything that needs to be known has been figured out. The Xianbei headquarters has a population of more than 10,000 people, of which 500 are the personal guards of the Xianbei King, real off-duty soldiers.
However, as semi-nomadic Donghu people, the Xianbei tribe can recruit two to three thousand Xianbei cavalry out of a population of more than 10,000.
In addition to the headquarters of the Xianbei King, there are several major clans in Xianbei, all of which are scattered in the pastures around the Xianbei headquarters. However, the combined population of these major clans is not as large as the population of the Xianbei headquarters.
The Tuoba clan, the Bulugu clan, the He Lai clan, the Dugu clan, the Helou clan, the Hufeng Yu clan, the Qiu Muling clan, and the Hexi clan, these are the eight noble clans of Xianbei that have been passed down since ancient times.
Except for the Tuoba clan, who is now the king of Xianbei, the other clans have a combined population of just over 10,000.
As a businessman who has been in business for more than a thousand years, Donghu is completely lonely. Although there is a Wuhuan at the southern foot of the Daxingan Mountains near the Han Dynasty, that is all. Without decades or even hundreds of years of development, Donghu would like to It's a bit difficult to get back on track again.
Walking in the yurt, Zhang Qi thought with his hands behind his back.
It has been five days. Unlike the Daxinganling camp to the north, although the climate here in Xianbei is also very cold, the permafrost has now begun to loosen.
The land in the northeastern plain is fertile. If the Xianbei tribe is not captured as soon as possible, Zhang Qi will really not be able to provide nutrition for tens of thousands of people if the farming period is missed.
Of course, he can definitely feed him, but he also wants the people below him to have sufficient nutrition to take good care of their bodies, so that in times of crisis they can directly raise an army like nomads.
That's right, Zhang Qi has regarded the Xianbei tribe as his private property. The people of Xianbei are his people of Zhang Qi. They all believe in the same god. How can Zhang Qi, as the 'Son of God', have a strong claim? .
With his hands behind his back, Zhang Qi walked out of the yurt. Outside the yurt, Hu Er was waving two huge rocks, making a lot of noise, making people afraid to approach.
Hu Shui led his Hu Shui cavalry archers to patrol around the camp. The main purpose was to give the two hundred Xianbei cavalry who had been crammed in something to do.
"Hu Er!" Zhang Qi shouted.
Hu Er, who was waving the boulder, stopped and threw the boulder in his hand with two bangs.
He ran up to Zhang Qi and said, "Jun Danghu, you called me?" Hu Er scratched his head, a little confused as to why the good Jun Shang couldn't call him, but called Zhang Qi Danghu.
Looking at the stupid Hu Er, Zhang Qi once again felt pity for him. How could such a good overlord be stupid while he was still alive?
"Prepare your horses and follow me to hunt."
"Oh" Hu Er scratched his itchy scalp, turned around and ran away.
Looking at his back, Zhang Qi sighed: "Forget it, it's a bit silly to be stupid, but the better is to be obedient."
After a while, Hu Er led two horses and ran over. After absorbing enough mist, the cross-country horses were no different from ordinary horses, and even more lively and agile.
When he came to Zhang Qi, he licked his tongue and started to wash Zhang Qi's face.
After slapping the cross-country horse, the latter raised his head in aggrieved manner and snorted a few times.
Turning on his horse, Zhang Qi pinched the horse's belly and the cross-country horse scurried out.
The snow melted, and the black and white northeastern plains were very broad.
Hu Er followed closely behind on horseback, and the two horses rushed out of the camp. Hu Shui, who was patrolling, saw Zhang Qi and the others, his eyes flashed, and he changed his direction slightly, staggering away from Zhang Qi and the others.
The pasture is not far from the forest. Zhang Qi and the others only ran for twenty or thirty minutes before entering the forest.
After a long winding journey, paying attention to the inconspicuous signs on the ground, we soon arrived at a clearing in the forest.
"Your Majesty!"
The two men emerged from the darkness and knelt on one knee to salute Zhang Qi. Zhang Qi, who was riding the horse, hummed and raised his palms, and the two stood up.
"What's going on at home?"
He received the hint from the female soldier today and knew someone was coming from home, so he came out with Hu Er.
One of the two people who appeared took out a piece of cloth from his arms and presented it to him.
Zhang Qi took it and opened it, and saw Lu Mu's handwriting on it.
"Things at home are complicated, but everything is 'okay'. Recently, the surrounding 'wolves' have become a little uneasy. It seems that other 'wolf packs' have arrived at the hunting ground. The old man has sent people to clean up the restless wolves, and he has obtained thousands of meats. The remaining kilograms can be 'divided'."
Zhang Qi's eyes flashed as he looked at the words on the cloth.
He saw clearly what Lu Mu wanted to express. Everything was going well in the camp. More than a thousand captured Huns cavalry had been absorbed and dispersed. However, there were still those who resisted among these people, and they had been secretly cleared.
This is telling Zhang Qi that the camp is ready and when to take action!
He stuffed the cloth into his arms and then disappeared on the horse. When Zhang Qi came out again, the cloth in his hand had been disposed of, and two other horse-riding horses appeared on both sides of the cross-country horse. Zhang Qi saw To those two people:
"Ride this horse back and tell Wang Li and Ying that you can eat meat!"
"promise!"
(End of chapter)
