After crossing the Helan Mountains, the boundless yellow sand finally disappeared and was replaced by endless grassland, which was later known as the Yinchuan Plain.
The reasons here are similar to the formation of the Hetao Plain. Because the Helan Mountains blocked the cold air from the north and west and the erosion of the desert, coupled with the irrigation of the river, the fertile Yinchuan Plain was formed. This is the Xitao in the Hetao.
Qu Yan originally lived in the south of Xitao, on the east bank of the river, close to the state of Qin. Later, he was beaten up by Qin Guofang and moved dozens of miles westward. Later, he was beaten by the Xiongnu and Zhao Guofang, and he moved to the foot of Helan Mountain.
It's not that they don't want to continue migrating, but there is a desert to the west, Qin to the south and southeast, a desert to the north, and Zhao to the north of the desert, and there is no place to move.
When Zhao State crossed Helan Mountain, Qu Yan finally received news of Zhao Army's attack.
In the king's tent, the leaders of Quyan's major tribes gathered together, their faces full of sorrow. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and then they let out another long sigh. Even though there are many conflicts between them, facing the attack of a powerful enemy, they have to choose to join forces for warmth.
However, they couldn't even defeat the Huns, and the Huns were vulnerable to Zhao. Now it's their turn to face Zhao. What's the use of being in a group? It's just a futile struggle.
"Are those Zhao people still unwilling to let us go after all?" King Qu Yan angrily slapped the table with his palms and said desperately.
No one answered, and the entire camp was silent except for the crackling sound of the grease-covered torches.
"Everyone, please think of a way." King Qu Yan slumped on the throne and said slowly, "No matter who it is, as long as he can help me, Qu Yan, repel the Zhao army, I will give up the throne to him immediately. I will do what I say. Come, you all can be witnesses."
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said anything. King Qu Yan was defeated by Qin last year, and then by the Xiongnu this year. As a result, Qu Yan's strength was greatly reduced, and his own prestige was also greatly reduced.
If it were before, everyone would still covet the throne under his butt, and might even raise an army, but forget it now, this position is a hot iron.
"Your Majesty, let's ask Qin for help." After a while, someone finally spoke.
"We had a war with Qin last year. How could Qin send troops to help us?" Someone immediately retorted. The relationship between Qu Yan and the State of Qin is not much better than that of the State of Zhao. Because of their close proximity, the two have often fought in the past.
"The Zhao army is only one day away from me, Qu Yan. Even if we ask for help from Qin, it is too late." King Qu Yan shook his head, "Moreover, I have received news that a country in the Central Plains is attacking Qin. Qin The country's main energy is focused on dealing with the countries in the Central Plains and cannot be distracted from helping us."
"Your Majesty, let's sue for peace. We, Quyan, are thousands of miles away from the State of Zhao. Even if we defeat the State of Zhao, we cannot control it. And I heard that all the countries in the Central Plains have the best reputation. As long as I, Quyan, surrender to the State of Zhao and send me With some cattle and sheep as gifts, Zhao Guo still has great hope of retreating." A minister named Fu Liti said.
"Now I can only give it a try, hey." King Qu Yan sighed deeply. ….
Who would have thought that Quyan, which was prosperous a few years ago, began to decline rapidly last year, and today, it is facing the risk of national subjugation.
Things are unpredictable.
When Fu Liti saw Zhao Kuo, Zhao Kuo was sitting casually on the ground with his soldiers, eating barbecue around the fire. However, Fu Liti did not dare to have the slightest intention of looking down upon him.
"Foreign Minister Fu Liti pays homage to King Zhao." Fu Liti patted his clothes and said seriously.
"What are you doing here, sir?" Zhao Kuo wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth and asked.
"The foreign minister is here to seek peace," Fu Liti said.
"You said you want peace?" Zhao Kuo looked at the Qu Yan envoy in front of him and said jokingly.
"Previously, I, Qu Yan, was coerced by the Xiongnu, so I helped the Xiongnu attack Zhao. This was my fault. This time, the foreign minister brought five thousand high-quality horses, five thousand cattle, and ten thousand sheep. Please get it King Zhao’s forgiveness. And I, Quyan, am willing to surrender to the State of Zhao. If King Zhao is not at ease, you can station officials in my State of Quyan. I just ask the State of Zhao to let me go.
Qu Yan rides a horse. Fu Liti said with his hands raised.
"I have accepted the gift, so the stationed officials are no longer needed. But I have a better idea." Zhao Kuo said.
"Your Majesty, please speak." Fu Liti was overjoyed. As long as he accepted the gift, things would be much easier to handle. He was afraid that if King Zhao did not accept the gift and oil and salt did not come in, then Qu Yan would have to wait for death.
"Please ask King Quyan and all the people of Quyan to move to our country of Zhao." Zhao Kuo said in a deep voice.
"Zhao...King Zhao...are you kidding..." Fu Liti's face suddenly changed and he said in panic.
"Do you think this king is joking with you?" Zhao Kuo looked at Fu Liti coldly.
"What's the difference between this... and destroying me, Qu Yan?" Fu Liti said.
Zhao Kuo said nothing, his meaning was obvious - I just want to destroy you.
"Foreign...foreign ministers, please retire." Fu Liti bowed hastily and left as if fleeing.
"Your Majesty, I suggest that you don't give Qu Yan any time to react and just march all the way to attack the central tribe of Qu Yan." Le Yi said with clasped fists.
There is a difference between attacking Qu Yan and facing the Xiongnu. The Xiongnu are all soldiers, and they are not fighting locally. Their wives and children are all in the rear. After defeat, they will not arouse the fighting spirit to die, but think about how to escape back.
But Qu Yan was fighting locally, and behind them were his wife and children fighting alongside them. If they were prepared, Zhao Jun would probably have to spend a lot of effort to win him.
"Do as General Le Yi said." Zhao Kuo ordered.
After receiving the order, all Zhao troops immediately got on their horses and ran towards Qu Yan.
Not long after, Zhao Jun encountered the first Quyan tribe, and after taking less than a quarter of an hour to deal with it, he continued on his way. Then the second, the third...until I saw a vast and well-defended tribe.
"Your Majesty, it's not good, Your Majesty, it's not good, Zhao Jun is coming." A tribesman rushed into the camp in panic and shouted.
"What?" Fu Liti was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the ground. He had just rushed back from Zhao Jun. How could Zhao Jun catch up so quickly.
"Where was the attack?" King Qu Yan stood up from the throne and asked urgently.
"Hit...hit to the door."
"Beat the drum, summon the whole clan, and fight to the death." King Quyan roared.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Three heavy drums sounded like a summer ritual, and soon, all tribes in Quyan were beating drums. Countless adult men and even strong women rushed out of the tribe with various weapons, and under the leadership of King Quyan, they rushed towards the Zhao army regardless of death.
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