Emperor Qin

Yan Jiang waited for several days, but still did not get the chance to meet Tou Man Chanyu.

I heard that he has been busy trading cattle and horses with Donghu recently, and wants to make a big deal.

"What do you want to buy and sell, and Touman Shanyu needs to personally intervene?" Yan Jiang asked Du Gu curiously.

The little leader of the Xiongnu who arrived at the two peppers was inhaling incense, putting the pepper on the tip of his nose and sniffing intoxicatedly. He hesitated for a moment before saying: "I don't know very well."

Yan Jiang didn't hesitate, and after thanking them, he said goodbye to them.

"There must be something wrong here," Li Xin was eager to move, "Should we go and find out?"

Yan Jiang really wanted to inquire, but he didn't want to take Li Xin with him, so he comforted him, "Just wait and see what happens."

Li Xin was a little disappointed, but he didn't say much. Meng Tian looked at the chaotic city thoughtfully.

Yan Jiang said with a smile: "Brother Meng got something?"

Meng Tian smiled slightly: "I just think the location of this Manchester City is very good. If it is made into a fortress, it should be able to accommodate [-] soldiers and civilians."

It's almost like saying that these barbarians are wasting precious land too much.

Yan Jiang also felt the same, so he took them together to carefully survey the settlement of this grassland. It is located in the Hetao area, with abundant water and grass, and there is hope for the development of farming.

The birthplace of the Yinshan Huns, now they have escaped ignorance, and their social structure has entered a slave society. Every scattered small tribe is composed of herdsmen and nobles. They bring their own bows and horses to join the war, and the prisoners they get after winning the battle are theirs. The source of slaves, all the looted materials belong to the soldiers, and for every head they get, and they learn from Qin, every time a soldier gets a head, he can get a cup of wine.

The grassland is cold in winter, and wine is an extremely valuable commodity.

But the grassland is not a good place. Natural disasters are their biggest enemy. Once they encounter heavy snow and it is too late to move to a sheltered pasture, the tribe's livestock will basically be declared useless. At this time, it is time to go south to find compensation.

Originally Zhao Guo captured here and set up Jiuyuan County. Meng Tian carefully collected all the information. Li Xin was not to be outdone, so he almost took a small notebook to take notes.

The state of Qin was not afraid of the Huns. On the contrary, the Huns never made troubles around the Great Wall of Qin, and most of them spared the Yellow River to harass Zhao.

"My father used the Yiqu cavalry to go north to conquer the north, so that the Hu people did not dare to go south to graze horses, and he was granted the title of Marquis Didao." Li Xin actually knew a lot about the Hu people in the border area. These are still barbarians with bone arrows, so they run faster, and when they are confronted head-on, they run very fast."

Meng Tian listened carefully, but he did not comment on Li Xin's words that underestimated the enemy.

Yan Jiang was not so polite: "You haven't learned how to be good, have you?"

When Li Xin's scar was exposed, he was so aggrieved that he almost smoked for a while, squatting aside and said in a low voice: "This was all mentioned by my father back then, so I just said that."

"Wait," Yan Jiang frowned, and said in a low voice, "You say barbarians grind bones into arrows and rocks into spears?"

Li Xin nodded: "Yes, my father once said that the barbarians have no copper in Wuxi, only a few leaders have some blades, and most of them pick up the weapons left behind by our Qin army."

Before Yan Jiang could speak, Meng Tian already frowned, and Li Xin also felt that something was wrong: "Wait, we saw that Dugu just now, and he has a copper knife on his waist."

"More than that," Meng Tian whispered, "Look at that quiver, it's all made of iron."

He is a general, and he can still distinguish between copper and iron.

Yan Jiang tapped his fingertips on his knees: "Someone is selling weapons."

Selling weapons into the grassland is a felony no matter which country is in Yan Zhao Qin, but now that Qin has destroyed the six countries, Jiuyuan County is certainly not within the scope of Qin Law—or, the merchants who sell weapons, Maybe he likes to see Qin Guo in trouble?

When encountering this kind of thing, of course, you have to follow the vine and take care of both sides.

The three of them looked at each other without saying a word.

In the evening, Yan Jiang released Maotouying, told him about today's discovery, and asked the bird to investigate the trading location.

After Maotouying learned about this, he was furious, flew out for half an hour, and then came back, saying that he had found that someone had camped in the open space in the northwest of Touman City, with more than a dozen carts of food, but the ruts were extremely deep. There must be a problem with the weight of the grain.

Yan Jiang quietly praised His Majesty for his wisdom and martial arts, and asked my dear to lead the way.

Although Li Xin and Meng Tian had also led troops thousands of miles to attack, it was the first time for such three or five people to go deep into the enemy's rear in person, and they were a little excited for a while.

They walked along the upper reaches of the Yellow River, and soon found the target His Majesty was looking for.

It was a convoy of thirty people, and there was only one tent. The others were sleeping soundly under the quilt by the fire, and only two people were awake and on guard.

After Yan Jiang confessed, he touched it quietly and listened to the conversation of the two night watchmen.

They spoke the dialect of the country of Yan, chatting that they had traveled too far this time, if it wasn't for the reward, they really didn't want to make this trip for them.

Another person laughed and said, we servants, can we decide whether we go or not?

Yan Jiang quietly walked around to the rear, stepped over the grain carts surrounded in the center, and was about to lift the grain bags on the surface. The horses on the bit had already sensed the commotion sensitively, and shook their heads and tails uneasily, trying to attract attention.

The two night watchmen were about to come over to check, at this time, Li Xin had already followed Yan Zi's request and imitated a wolf howl.

Again the horse moved restlessly.

Instead, the two night watchmen felt relieved, sat back where they were, and continued chatting—there was only one wolf howling, which must be a lone wolf, and it dared not approach such a large convoy.

Yan Jiang carefully inspected the weapons under the grain bag, inside were hundreds of spears and spears in old colors.

The spearhead is made of iron, with rust and blood stains, it looks like a weapon that has been on the battlefield, and the standard is the Zhao country standard.

After finding out the situation, Yan Jiang retreated quietly, and told Li Xin and Meng Tian what he found.

"In the end it's not giving up." Li Xin also figured out the key point, "They don't want to return."

There is no need to collude. It is difficult for these big families from the six countries to get used to the strict laws of Qin. They will naturally respond to each other when smuggling weapons. This is caused by natural hostility towards the new Qin Empire. There is no way to solve it, and it can only be wiped out by time. .

His Majesty was very displeased, and asked Ah Jiang not to get involved in this matter. He would have someone investigate it himself, and if it was a major case, he would warn the people of Yanzhao.

Yan Jiang was speechless for a moment. In the state of Qin, where he would have his feet cut off if he didn't sell things according to the price, the smuggling of ironware was enough for Ah Zheng to sit in a group.

Meng Tian looked at Zhengqing and the bird chattering, not doing business, and was confused for a moment, and was about to go up to ask, but was stopped by Li Xin, saying that this was communicating with the fairy bird, please don't disturb.

But Yan Jiang did not convince His Majesty, after all, this is a really serious crime, and he has no position to ask King Qin not to pursue it, so he can only regretfully let him not be involved too much.

His Majesty reluctantly agreed.

Seeing that one person and one bird had finally finished chatting, Meng Tian stepped forward and asked Zheng Qing what to do next?

Yan Jiang looked at the grain truck with the horses, the horses were sleeping standing up, and said with a smile, "Does the general know about the formation of fire bulls?"

Meng Yi smiled slightly and was about to nod when Li Xin pulled Yan Zi up: "I understand, I understand, can you let me do it?"

His Majesty glanced at Li Xin's hand, and then at Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang shook off Li Xin's hands consciously, and said calmly, "Just go together."

These weapons cannot flow into the Huns. Every extra weapon may be the life that the frontier soldiers will lose.

Meng Tian also agreed, and even took the initiative to look at the wind direction, found a suitable position, took out the flint, and prepared to light the fire.

Yan Jiang watched him knock on the flint repeatedly, smiled slightly, and struck hard with a magnesium stick on the withered grass he had collected, and the flames suddenly strung together.

For a moment, his eyes were filled with amazement.

Maotouying felt a little emotional on Yan Jiang's shoulder, remembering that every time he saw the magnesium stick ignited, he was just like these two fools, like watching a fairy.

The tacit understanding was in, the flames spread, and now it was winter, the grass and trees were withered and yellow, it was easy to ignite, and the wind rushed towards the sleeping horses.

Soon, the fireworks billowed, waking up the sleeping convoy. They wanted to escape, but found that the wind was blowing south. If they didn't want to be burned to death, they had to hide in the river.

In the chaos, mules and horses also fled one after another, rushing towards the water of the big river.

But the sky was dark and the situation was extremely chaotic. The mules and horses splashed a few times in the water before being swept away by the river without a trace.

In the chaos, the three of Yan Jiang retreated calmly.

……

After doing a little thing, Yan Jiang went back to their borrowed tent and let them rest.

He ran outside the tent, poked the bird's feathers, and asked if there was anything else.

His Majesty was a little shy, which is rare, and asked him how soon he would return to Xianyang. He thought of a gift and wanted to give it to A Jiang.

Yan Jiang casually said that he was not sure, but His Majesty didn't take it seriously. Instead, he advised A Jiang to walk more and play more, and don't rush to come back. The gift is not ready yet.

"..."

Yan Jiang was silent for a moment, then suddenly pinched the bird's fluffy neck: "Say, what do you want to do?"

Your Majesty was tortured to extract a confession, but he didn't dare to die rather than submit. He could only express aggrievedly. I just feel that all the weapons in the world are a source of chaos. Instead of using all my power to control them, it's better to collect the soldiers from all over the world and gather in Xianyang to be the golden man between you and me. To declare the world and strengthen the prestige of the country.With such a great gift, is Ah Jiang moved?