"Sir, the Monster Mountain Barbarians are just a general term. They were born in the deep mountains and mostly live in clans and tribes, but they have also formed five major kingdoms, divided by the five elements."
Mo Yunliang looked at the two barbarian men walking by and whispered: "Judging from the tattoos on the faces of these two people, they should be native barbarians among the five barbarians.
"This clan has unique bloodline and natural brute strength. It is one of the best physiques for cultivating martial arts in Kyushu. However, their enlightenment is slightly low, and few people can cultivate to the last two realms of martial arts!"
"The four channels of Taoism, Martial Arts, Confucianism, and Qi have different cultivation characteristics, but they have the same goal through different paths, and they all have the same word of enlightenment!"
Jiang Li nodded, withdrew his gaze, rode his horse to the entrance of Bei City, and dismounted.
Jiang Shirong, the Marquis of Zhenwu, was in charge of the Ministry of War, and the laws were strict. The sergeants responsible for guarding the entrance were rigorous in their work, and strictly interrogated everyone entering and leaving the North City.
But when Jiang Li saw the Yunhu jade pendant from the Marquis of Zhenwu Mansion, the sergeants in charge of the inspection were all shocked. After quickly confirming that the jade pendant was authentic, they let it pass without making any inquiries.
"Second brother, do you recognize the jade in the little kid's hand? After seeing the jade pendant, Sergeant Zhou from Bei City felt like he was seeing the emperor. He let them in without asking!"
Tens of meters away from the entrance to the North City, two barbarian men did not leave, and kept wandering nearby to watch.
Seeing Jiang Li and others showing their jade pendants and being let go directly by the sergeant of Zhou Dynasty, one of the barbarian men was very surprised.
"This thing should be the official token that the great elder mentioned. If we can get this thing, we can enter the North City and rescue the young patriarch. You wait here for them to come out, and I will find someone!"
Another rustic man rubbed his hands. He turned around, resembling a burly body of a man and a bear, but his movements were as agile as an ape. He tapped his feet on the ground, shuttled left and right among the crowd, and disappeared after a few breaths.
There are ten stalls in Bei City. Inside the low tile-roofed houses are rows of cages made of fine iron.
In the dim candlelight, one could faintly see many figures imprisoned in heavy shackles, with ragged clothes and fierce eyes.
There was a horizontal table outside the stall, and several officials from the Labor Service Department of the Ministry of War sat behind the table. They leisurely looked through the list of prisoners of war and drank tea and chatted without asking for customers.
On a wooden board next to the horizontal table, there is a piece of white paper, which briefly introduces the information about the prisoners of war imprisoned in the stall and the purchase price.
"Beimang Chilu tribe has thirty-seven cavalrymen, including twenty-nine at the Liwu realm, six at the Jiaowu realm, and two at the Taiji realm. The price is five thousand taels of silver."
"There are twelve Kamikaze bandits, nine in the Liwu realm, and three in the Jiaowu realm. The price is eight hundred taels of silver."
"There are one hundred and seventy-two remnants of Li Zhongzai's remnants of the Daluo Kingdom's border garrison and their relatives, including ninety-one warriors, ten servants, and seventy-one old and weak women and children. The price is 10,000 taels of silver."
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The Labor Service sold prisoners of war, almost always in packages.
If you want to split the purchase, the price will rise several times.
Because there are strict restrictions on the identity of buyers, there are not many pedestrians on the wide bluestone road in Bei City.
But once there is a transaction, it usually costs thousands or even tens of thousands of taels of silver.
After Jiang Li entered Bei City, he put away the Yunhu Jade Pendant of Zhenwuhou Mansion. He and Jiang Xuanxin and others walked all the way, but did not find any prisoners of war who met their expectations.
During this trip to Beimang, what Jiang Li needed most was cavalry who were good at riding. There were many prisoners of war proficient in riding for sale in Beimang, but most of them came from Beimang and Daluo.
Once they are led back to the north, no matter how harsh the methods are, it will be difficult to ensure that they will not be tempted to defect, and it is even impossible to rebel against them.
In the two stalls on the west side of the North City, there are also prisoners of war from the Western Regions captured from the Western Regions of the Great Zhou Dynasty, many of whom are proficient in equestrian skills.
But after Jiang Li carefully inquired about the specific conditions of these prisoners of war at the Labor Department officials outside the stall, he gave up the idea of buying them.
First, the countries in the Western Regions are far away from the hinterland of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and their languages are not accessible.
Second, most of the prisoners of war from the countries in the Western Regions believe in the Jingjue Temple. They are paranoid, radical, stubborn and refractory, and it is difficult to control them in a short period of time.
"More than 80% of the officers and generals in the army come from aristocratic families. It is not without reason. Not to mention that the children of aristocratic families are powerful themselves, and the retainers and private soldiers who join the army to assist them cannot be cultivated in a short period of time if they have enough money. from."
Jiang Li thought to himself.
The aristocratic family has been accumulated for hundreds, even thousands of years, with a profound foundation, countless money and food, and a lot of time and resources.
They selected children from their own slaves and tenants who were suitable for martial arts and Taoism, trained them from an early age, taught them martial arts and Taoism, instilled the idea of loyalty, and threatened them with their parents, wives, and children.
The retainers and private soldiers trained in this way are not only loyal and have their own strengths, but also take into account the safety of their loved ones. Once they fall into the hands of the enemy, they cannot be shaken even by all kinds of torture.
Although Jiang Li has the support of Princess Yunle, has accumulated nearly 60,000 taels of silver in his hands, and has top-quality body-tempering secret medicines such as Crocodile Dragon Jingyuan Powder, it is difficult to compare with the children of aristocratic families.
"My lord, are those people from the Xingxi tribe?"
Jiang Li's search was fruitless, and when he was about to leave Bei City, Old Man Tu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly took a step forward, pointed to a row of iron cages deep in the West No. 3 stall, and suddenly asked.
"The old man has a sharp eye. In this day and age, there aren't many people who know that there are not many Yunnan people left!" An official from the Department of Labor raised his head when he heard the sound and said slightly surprised.
"Hehe, old man, when I was young, I had a vain temper. I traveled around here and there. Except for the Shiwanda Mountains, I have visited almost all of the Nine Provinces, so I recognize them!"
Old Man Tu smiled naively, took trembling steps, walked into the stall, squatted next to the cage where the 狃狋 tribesmen were imprisoned, and observed with interest.
Jiang Li saw that Old Man Tu was acting strangely, so he also followed him in.
The building at West No. 3 Stall is low and looks small from the outside, but it is very long, one or two hundred meters deep.
From north to south, there are eight rows of small iron cages. Except for a few cages that are empty, most of them contain prisoners of war.
This shows that there were frequent wars on the borders of the Zhou Dynasty.
"Old man Tu, what is the yangxi tribe? Why haven't I seen it in the book?"
Jiang Li walked into the stall and was greeted by a foul and unpleasant smell. He held his breath and used the Lingbao Tianzun's Innate Qi Guidance Technique to maintain the breath in his body.
"Young master, it's normal that you don't know. This ethnic group was famous and frightened the world more than a hundred years ago. At that time, it happened to be a hundred years of chaos, and seven kingdoms were competing for supremacy, especially the four kingdoms of Qin, Lie, Wei, and Chu. This 烃狁 tribe is the strongest volley corps of the Qin State!"
Old Man Tu smacked his lips and said: "More than ninety years ago, the Qin State was destroyed by the Wei and Zhou Dynasties. The Xianxi tribe almost died in a bloody battle. Only a small tribe fled to the extremely cold land in the north of Beimang. ,reproduce.
"Sixty years ago, Beimang wanted to subdue this most powerful volley clan, but how can we forget the hatred of destroying the country? The Yanxi clan refused to surrender and led their troops to move, but they were constantly pursued by Beimang. In recent years, He has been in exile for ten years.
"Twenty years ago, the last remnant of the Yongxi tribe was chased by Bei Mang to the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and was finally annihilated by the border defenders of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I thought there was no longer a Yongyang tribe in the world, but I never thought that there were still people from the Yongyang tribe. Survive!"
"I see!"
Jiang Li nodded. Eighty years ago, the Great Zhou Dynasty destroyed Wei, and the remaining royal family of Wei led one hundred thousand Wei soldiers to the north and merged with Beimang.
This is the reason why the 烃狁 tribe would rather die than surrender to Beimang.
