Not being afraid of corpses is just the first step.
The next thing to teach is to make all these newbies drink kumiss.
This flavor, which is completely different from Zhongyuan wine, is a must-try.
Yang Qian once heard Zhang Yumeng talk about it.
Kumis is a low-alcohol beverage brewed from horse milk as the main raw material. Its nutritional ingredients mainly include a variety of human amino acids, vitamins b1, b2, vitamin a, and trace elements such as selenium, zinc, and iron.
In addition, kumiss also contains 18 kinds of amino acids, multiple vitamins, calcium, zinc and other trace elements necessary for the human body.
In general, kumiss has high nutritional value and medicinal value. Drinking it in moderation can relax muscles and strengthen bones, strengthen the body and stomach, refresh and beautify the body, and is beneficial to human health.
Therefore, every time they marched quickly on the grassland, the frontier troops coming out of Yuntong would bring kumiss. Even if they didn't eat anything for a day, just drinking would not only make their stomachs full but also not less nutritious.
Seeing the constipated expressions on the recruits' faces, General Gao and the other generals laughed.
"They are so lucky. They can eat mutton as soon as they become soldiers."
"Who says it's not the case? When I was a soldier, it would be nice to have embarrassing cakes and pickles. I still want to eat meat, but I'm afraid I don't want to eat shit."
In this era, conventional vassal states had only a few options for allowing soldiers to eat meat, either within the city or near the city.
If Sayazi goes to fight in a far away place, even if everyone knows where you are, it will be difficult to transport meat there. Even if it can be transported, it will be difficult to preserve other meat except pickled meat.
Over time, even eating meat became a luxury for generals.
Unlike now, I can't eat every meal, but I can still eat a big meal of meat every now and then, not the shredded pork kind.
The tent was set up, and except for a few three-shifters who stayed vigil, everyone else entered the tent and fell asleep.
The next day, just after the genius was measured, General Gao called everyone up and had another big meal.
After ordering everyone to bring the tribe's koumiss, they rushed in one direction.
A few days later, this place was already at the back of the Hexi Corridor, and there were Huns almost everywhere.
Everyone also slowed down.
Specifically looking for some relatively remote ones. Although they are all Huns, after all, for the purpose of grazing, the two tribes are still quite far apart.
This was not General Gao's first attack. The thrill of this attack reminded him of the time when he followed the Marquis to attack on the grassland and defeated the Eastern Huns.
I have to say that fate is truly magical. Sometimes, General Gao suddenly realizes that he feels as if he is in another world.
"I really want to follow the Marquis and charge for a while!"
Many generals were also full of hope. When they came to the grassland, they always felt that excitement rushing into their hearts.
But there is one thing that everyone knows.
As long as there is no war, they have changed from sharp offensive weapons to shields.
Taihuang County must be protected to the death.
In addition, General Tian Zong is as stable as an old dog, and he has little chance to gallop on the battlefield.
I didn't expect to be able to go to the battlefield this time. Now that I'm on the battlefield, if I don't kill him happily, won't I regret it for the rest of my life?
Just when several generals were stationed in one place, several scouts rushed over.
"General, we have a target. One tribe is relatively far away from the other tribes. Kill them all there. No one will notice them even if they wail all day and night."
General Gao's eyes flashed and he asked.
"Is this true?"
The scout raised his head and said, "General, I am a professional!"
"Hahaha, I know you are reliable. How many people are there in the tribe?"
"A rough calculation shows that there are only about four to five thousand people."
At this time, the scout's face gradually darkened.
"General, I used my binoculars to see that there was a woman's body hanging on a stake, with all her clothes stripped off. From the headdress, it seemed vaguely that she was from the Central Plains."
In an instant, more than a dozen eyes full of murderous intent looked over, and the scout buried his head deep into the ground.
The atmosphere at the scene dropped.
General Gao shook his horse and said angrily.
"Everyone, as you can see, we have been maintaining peace with many tribes since we arrived in Taihuang County. This is what Marquis Wu'an and General Tian mean."
"But now there are people who are bullying us Central Plains people, killing all the men in the caravan, and insulting the women in the caravan. Do you think these beasts should be killed?"
"kill!"
"Pass my military order. No sneak attacks today, but a frontal attack. We will destroy the entire tribe before dark."
"promise!"
The sound of horse hooves sounded.
Five thousand cavalry rushed towards a tribe like a torrent. After all, they were not heavy cavalry, but they were extremely fast.
The horse's body is made of bones, the soldiers are made of flesh and blood, and the boundless anger is like an accelerant, turning the soldiers who are good at fighting into nightmare knights returning from hell.
When the whole army knew that the women from the Central Plains were treated like this, they no longer dared to think about their mothers, sisters, and Adi, what would be the consequences if their relatives were captured?
Everyone continued to agree in their hearts.
Tianshousi will come every few days to teach and teach.
They would already be able to read the books compiled by Mr. Hou.
What does lagging behind mean you will be beaten?
You are weak. I didn't hit you today because I didn't want to hit you.
If you can't even protect your own relatives, how can you still be considered a man?
Non-my family, its heart must be different.
Foreigners cannot be trusted. Only our own people can coexist harmoniously for a long time.
The histories compiled by Yang Gan are mixed with some private work, which makes people wary of the backlash of alien races.
As a history buff, Yang Qian has always been worried about the Battle of Henglus. If he could win that time, it would be a miracle in ancient military affairs.
Unfortunately, he was stabbed in the back by a foreign race.
This made Yang Qian so angry that he screamed at home when he saw this period of history. He picked up a watermelon knife and chopped four watermelons that were said to be ripe.
However, after cutting the watermelons, I became even more angry. They said they were ripe, but I didn't expect that only two of them were ripe.
In addition, in his previous life, the Lighthouse Country continued to impose sanctions on his motherland, and every time he spoke, it was a set of double standards.
Democracy and freedom are all bullshit.
This made Yang Gan very wary of foreign races.
Thousands of people from Dangxiang joined in and went to have a look. These people no longer even wore the clothes of their previous tribes. Instead, they wore clothes of the Central Plains people, and their hairstyles changed.
If it weren't for his rough face, he would look no different from a Central Plains person.
Within the tribe.
A strong man covered in jewels, holding the silk in his hand, laughed wantonly.
"Hahahaha, okay, okay, silk is the hard currency. Judging from the appearance of this batch of goods, they should be from Wufeng County."
Not to mention, after more contact, many tribes will be able to tell where the silk is produced from the quality of it.
Taihuang County was monopolized by Yang Qian, but the trade between various countries was not cut off. Many caravans came from Liao and Xingguo.
As long as they pay business taxes, everyone welcomes them with raised hands. How can they be driven away?
Several big men also laughed.
"Chief, we have gained a lot this time. If we do it a few more times, once we sell the things, our harvest will be equal to a year's hard work of grazing."
One or two robberies took only a few days, and the harvest was actually more profitable than a year of hard herding.
Who is not moved after watching this?
The whole tribe is going crazy.
A series of crying sounds were heard, and there were two young women beside them. They were crying constantly. They were naked and bruised everywhere. It was obvious that they had been ravaged quite a lot during this period.
The patriarch walked over directly, grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her up, his eyes filled with scarlet greed.
"Tell me, when will your small caravan over there come out of customs again?"
The woman's face was full of pain, she covered her hair and kept shaking her head.
"I have no idea!"
"Papa"
Two slap marks appeared on his cheek.
"You are from the Central Plains, there is no way you don't know this. Tell me quickly. I promise to find you a man when the time comes. We won't have four or five people together."
The woman's face was full of hatred, and the hatred in her heart seemed to turn into flames and was about to shoot out of her eyes.
"I don't know at all. I'm just a cook. But even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you. Our Xia country won't just let it go."
"Sooner or later, Marquis Wu An will help us take revenge!"
There was a "bang" sound, and the woman was still on the ground after being hit hard.
The clan leader spat and laughed, showing his big yellow teeth.
"Okay, you have to be stubborn, right? Tonight, I will bring the ten strongest warriors in the tribe, and it will be up to you whether you want to go around or not."
The woman's face turned pale, she huddled up in a ball, and her whole body was shaking.
The past few days had been like a nightmare that was constantly haunting her.
She was still doing well, but the other woman's eyes were dull at this time, and the saliva at the corner of her mouth was constantly flowing. It was obvious at a glance that she had been tortured crazy in the past few days.
Looking at her companion, the woman's eyes were as cold as frost, and the hatred contained in them was as deep as the night and as cold as ice.
Her heart was unforgettable, it was a kind of pain that was hurt to the extreme, and it was a kind of hatred that was deeply stung.
That night of torture was filled with endless grief, shame and anger.
Those memories were like wild beasts that kept biting her, making her heart unable to calm down.
The hatred engraved in her heart was like sharp thorns, piercing her heart deeply, causing her every heartbeat to be accompanied by pain.
"I swear that one day I will kill all the Huns in the world."
The woman murmured silently. She had given up hope. With her current physical condition, she was afraid that she would not survive tonight.
At this time, a Huns rushed in, looking confused and looking at the patriarch.
"Clan leader, something is not right!"
After putting the silk down reluctantly, the patriarch looked displeased.
"what happened?"
"There are cavalry coming outside. There are quite a few of them. I wonder which tribe they are from?"
The clan leader immediately became alert and said hello.
"Don't care who it is, hurry up, pick up the bow and arrow, and put on the leather armor."
"good!"
Under the leadership of the clan leader, hundreds of soldiers have mounted their horses and are ready to fight.
