socalfunplaces Chapter 294 Mongolian Salty Milk Tea
Chapter 294 Mongolian Salty Milk Tea
After enjoying dinner, Ying Yinman took Tian Ji and Zhao Ji to enjoy the hot spring, leaving one person alone and not knowing what to do. Qi Ruier could only secretly look at Fusu next to her.
But when it came to Qi Ruier's age, which was close to Ying Yinman's, the desire that had just arisen in her for the need to have enough food and clothing quickly disappeared.
He waved his hand and took the worried Qi Ruier to the hot spring, then picked up "Han Feizi" and began to read.
As the night deepened, a soft and plump figure quietly arrived.
She whispered, "I'll take on this responsibility..."
Li Shang patted the teams of messenger soldiers around him, and then they disappeared silently from his sight in the darkness.
Too powerful... Li Shang praised repeatedly, then took off the ring-handled sword at his waist and led the small troops behind him to move forward cautiously with their backs bent.
Look, there's a squeak.
The gate of the village was opened to the large number of Qin soldiers that broke in. Li Shang raised his hand, and the brave Yue people behind him poured into the Ouyue settlement like a tide.
The next night, the warriors were repeatedly warned through an interpreter that beheading and capturing an adult man in war were worth the same, and would be rewarded with one thousand coins; however, those who captured a living person would receive an additional half liter of wine and the meat of two crocodiles as a reward.
As long as two adult women were captured alive, they would be equal to the value of one man. This was because the Ouyue people were mostly composed of matriarchs, and women also had good fighting abilities.
Each child could be exchanged for 300 coins, and an old man in good health could be exchanged for 100 coins;
Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!
So in this attack, the warriors were more fearless and formed groups of five. The person in front held a rope, while the ones behind either set up a crossbow and shot arrows, or picked up a short spear and a board.
In this type of mountain raid, weapons such as spears and lances could not demonstrate their full power.
When the brave warriors swarmed in, they saw the mess illuminated by the torches in the barracks. Many Ouyue people were lying there with their clothes barely covering their bodies. They looked obviously in great pain.
In the Nau Yue group, due to the previous escape strategy, there are more women than men in this group, and some men have sad faces due to excessive enjoyment.
For Li Shang, these scenes were undoubtedly horrifying, but Yue Yongzhuang, who was already accustomed to this, continued to move forward without being surprised, raising his black, heavy feet high and then dropping them silently.
The rigorous training of the fallen warriors gave them a certain sense of collective discipline. If it were them in the past, the warriors who first rushed into the city would probably have frantically snatched women and treasures.
But they are now maintaining order. The warriors who arrived first moved quietly, bypassing the Ouyue people who were sleeping like dead pigs and attacking inwards. These people will be picked up by their comrades who are coming later.
The reason for this change was that Li Shangren whipped the enemy fiercely. After three unsuccessful attempts to persuade him, he whipped him with all his strength. Another reason was that Qin law stipulated that the first person to climb up the battlefield could gain group merit, and after winning the battle, he could not only get a reward, but also be promoted to a higher official rank if he performed well!
In the initial period, the Yue Yong had no concept of the word "rank". Their priority was one month's food supply and "dou" as currency.
Until the former leader was granted the title of "King of Ouyue" and obtained the position of "Shangzao", this status called "title" suddenly became everyone's dream.
Most people have a basic instinct to yearn for a better life. Even if Yue Yong finds it difficult to deeply understand the concept of "title", they still desire to obtain the glory they had as a leader in the past.
Therefore, Li Shang's life began to be miserable.
In response to this, Li Shang issued new rules in the Yueqi Camp after consulting Ren Xiong.
Anyone who privately communicates in Vietnamese without using Mandarin is prohibited in the military camp and will be punished with ten lashes. Soldiers who report it will be rewarded with a delicious fish. Those who conceal the truth and fail to report it will be punished along with the entire army!
As the new regulations came into effect, Li Shang, who almost entirely communicated with his subordinates through hand gestures, breathed a sigh of relief and said with emotion:
'Old ginger is different!'
Suddenly, there were several barking sounds in the camp, followed by a severe scolding -
"Oh no! They found us!"
Li Shang picked up the ring-handled sword with the blade wrapped around its tip and blew a whistle. Regardless of the consequences, he decided to switch from a sudden attack to a direct assault!
The sleeping Ouyue soldiers were awakened by the shrill barking. Before they could figure out what was going on, their hands and feet were tied tightly with hemp ropes.
Along with the mixed sounds of shouts and killing, the battlefield was filled with the deafening echoes of weapons clashing and painful cries of people approaching despair.
A few breaths later, a hundred Qin soldiers in armor appeared at the entrance of the city wall. They were one of the important garrison forces of the Southern Navy stationed in this area.
One of the senior commanders immediately led his troops to the noisy location on the battlefield without waiting for Li Shang's instructions.
For this group of veterans who have experienced many wars, the current situation is just a small matter!
Looking in all directions, the Ou warriors arrested prisoners of war in an orderly manner according to the system of collective responsibility that Li Shang had repeatedly emphasized and strictly enforced. Occasionally, they would launch a charge and deal with a few stubborn resisters on the spot, either chopping them down or strangling them.
All Ouyue women treated their bodies in the same way: they tied them up one by one, and no one dared to abuse them in public.
Nodding with satisfaction, he led the chief and his confidants and rushed towards the front where the battle was fierce.
As I ran over, the scene in front of me came into view: about several hundred Vietnamese people, with tattooed headscarves and pierced skin marks unique to their tribe, were trapped around a large sacrificial altar, unable to escape.
The altar was several feet high, and there stood a female warrior of the Ou people wearing leopard print clothing. In her right hand she wielded a heavy and exquisite copper axe, while in her left hand she held a beautifully decorated jade-handled stone knife. On her face was a frog, representing one of the totem symbols to which she belonged.
Li Shang understood that the frog patterns painted on the faces of the Ou people were of an important ethnic group in Yue culture, called the Frog Tribe.
According to Ziying's research, this group is believed to be a tribe that is good at rice farming. Rice crops are easily affected by disasters such as drought and floods. Similarly, frogs are particularly sensitive to such climate changes. Since they lack relevant scientific explanations, the Vietnamese people use this frog as a representative to pray for steady rainfall throughout the year to protect the growth and harvest of crops.
At this moment, Li Shangren suddenly realized why most of the tribes near Panyu had accepted the leadership of the Qin people, but this part of the Ou people still repeatedly challenged Qin's authority. The reason was that most of the land near the fertile plains of Panyu was seized in the dispute with the Frog Tribe.
"Tell her to stop resisting immediately. This cavalry captain can guarantee her safety. If you put down your weapon, you will be spared!"
Li Shang shouted loudly, and the Yue people leader and several translators around her were trying to convey her meaning to her.
However, when the female chief of the Yue people responded with a gibberish, the Yue man's shouting voice became more nervous, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
A Qin translator approached Li Shang and explained quietly: "She claimed to be the granddaughter of Xiou Jun Yanyi Xu Song. According to her, there were only Ou people who died in battle, and there was no such thing as surrender... That's roughly what she meant. The rest of the description... is mostly difficult to understand."
Before he finished speaking, the captain rang the copper bell in his hand. One hundred Qin soldiers in iron armor placed their short swords on their shields and marched forward in time with the rhythm of the copper bell.
Suddenly, a sharp cry rang out among the Ou people, followed by a retreating team. The Ou people, who were pressed step by step by the Qin army, began to throw away the stone axes and sticks in their hands.
"Surrender! We surrender!", the screams were filled with a mixture of broken Qin dialects.
Seeing this scene, the female chieftain showed a strange smile. Then, she turned the bronze spear in her hand over and decisively cut off half of her throat.
Xianyang.
Under the powerful control of his biological clock, Fusu woke up and watched the scene illuminated by the morning light gradually fade into the dusk. As winter approached, he felt a strange power between heaven and earth.
The heavy cashmere blanket covering him was tightly wrapped around him by this force, fixing him on his bed - which was about two to three meters in size.
It's not that I don't want to get up, but this bed is like a cage that binds me. ...
At this time, Fusu turned his head slightly and saw a pair of sparkling almond eyes and a pure and powerful face. It was Zhao Ji's face.
Last night, Fusu successfully killed two enemies and suffered huge losses in the process; and the person sleeping opposite him at this moment was Zhao Ji.
Life without a wife is free but also a bit lonely.
Having multiple spouses presents different difficulties, just like the relationships between men and women in this city.
People outside the city hope to come in and gain something, while those who have entered also yearn for richer content.
Before Zhao Ji could fully recover from her shyness, Fusu was eager to get rid of the restraint of his pajamas. He suddenly lifted the curtain, jumped behind the screen and urinated.
"I'll go get you some morning tea!"
Afterwards, Fusu lifted his trouser waist and walked out of the room with a slightly satisfied expression, leaving several beautiful maids who were dressing him in a dark black shirt.
A moment later, the scene of skillfully coming to the kitchen of Tangchi Palace to prepare breakfast appeared again.
This clay pot was filled with fresh milk, which he ordered people to snatch from the calves' mouths.
His goal is to not add taro paste or chewy "bobo" to a cup of tea, leaving only the milk tea itself. In other words, he is pursuing a taste that is more like Mongolian salty milk tea.
Inevitably, in order to find market channels for the tea collected from various places, he needed to teach the people of the grassland how to enjoy a cup of hot milk tea in the cold winter, so as to solve some of their inconveniences. In this way, the small drink linked the harmonious coexistence between nomadic culture and farming culture!