Chapter 132: Unpopular Rule

It's actually a group of robbers!

It is a wonder that robbers robbed the army. If it were normal, Liu Fuqing would definitely disdain. Nowadays, robbers occupy the favorable terrain and just need to smash the stones in their hands at them, which is enough for them to bear.

Liu Fuqing quickly sent someone to tell Chen Wanrong, and shouted loudly: "Who are you? You dare to move the Tang army, you are very brave!"

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Liu Fuqing was furious and was about to attack. Chen Wanrong and Geshuhan arrived and waved to stop him.

Chen Wanrong frowned: "These robbers are really blind and have robbed us. If the weather is good, I will set up a cannon and let them be crushed to pieces. But now it is raining too heavily and the cannon cannot be used. This range of bows and arrows should be enough, so please ask the brothers to prepare the bows and arrows."

Archery was the basic skill of the Tang army, and everyone was familiar with it. With a wave of Liu Fuqing's hand, fifty artillery soldiers took off their hard bows, bent their bows and arrows, aiming them at the robbers above.

Brother Shuhan opened his eyes wide, looked at it for a while, and shook his hand and said, "Brother Chen, don't rush to ejaculate for now. I think these people seem to be mostly Han people, so I can see if they can retreat."

Since ancient times, the biggest border troubles in China have come from two places, one is the northern grassland and the other is the northwestern border. Compared with the two, the threat from the grassland is even more serious. The Xiongnu, Xianbei, Turks, Khitan, and Mongolia all started to harass the Central Plains from the grassland.

The northwestern border was relatively less threatening. It was precisely because of this that during the Western Han Dynasty, the whole country was concentrated to deal with the Huns. It was not until Emperor Wu of Han defeated the Huns and the Huns were in a slump that Emperor Xuan of Han started a war against the Western Qiang at that time.

Although the threat from the northwest is not as big as the grassland, the ethnic minorities there have been harassed the Han people and plundered a lot of people. The rise of Tubo posed a great threat to the northwestern border of the Tang Dynasty. Over the past decades, I don’t know how many people were plundered. The captured Han people lived a very miserable life in Tubo and were slaves, and their social status was not as good as those of Tubo’s original slaves.

It was precisely because of this that Geshu Han made such a proposal. Chen Wanrong suddenly woke up and nodded, "Brother Geshu said, they are Han people, it's worth a try!" He raised his tone and shouted at the mountain: "Listen: We are the army of the Tang Dynasty. Are you impatient to live when you robbed us?"

"Bird!" The man's disdainful voice came: "This is Jishi Mountain, where did the Tang army come from? Don't fool people there!"

Then there was a disdainful laughter, "Who is crazy about being crazy, actually pretending to be the army of the Tang Dynasty!"

Since Zhao Chongguo led his army here 700 years ago, Liao Ruochenxing has been pitifully rare for the Central Plains army to arrive here. Even when he got here, the scale was very small. It would be impossible to believe that a Tang army with a hundred thousand people was advancing here.

"Don't hurt others, shoot!" Chen Wanrong waved his right hand and decided to establish his authority.

The artillery was ordered, and fifty people fired arrows together, and the arrows were like locusts, penetrated the rain curtain and shot towards the mountain. Zhuang Dachu and the others were laughing happily, but suddenly, the arrows flew over and dodged in panic. Fortunately, Chen Wanrong didn't want to hurt people, otherwise this round of arrows would be enough for them to bear.

Even so, Zhuang Dachu and the others were in a hurry.

Ge Shuhan shouted: "Listen: This time, this is a warning to you. If you dare to block the road, don't blame the sword and gun for being blind! Whether we are Tang Jun, you can see if you look at the arrows."

Zhuang Dachu and the others caught fire off guard. They were so angry that they jumped up and cursed. After hearing this, they hurriedly picked up the arrows on the ground and looked at them. The robbers had never seen the world, so they didn't know if this was the arrow of the Tang army. They were shocked and suspicious.

After looking at the arrows in his hand for a while, Zhuang Dachu's face turned blue and white. Suddenly, he knelt on the ground with his knees, held his head with both hands, and started crying.

"Zhouzhu! What are you doing? It's so good, why do you cry just by crying?" The bandits couldn't see it clearly.

"Master, you are talking!"

Zhuang Dachu waved the arrow in his hand, his voice with surprise: "Do you know? This is the arrow of the Tang army! The imperial army has arrived here, and our hard days are over! I am happy, I am happy!"

"It's really the Tang army?" The bandit didn't believe it.

Zhuang Dachu nodded and said, "That's right, this is the Tang army. My father was a soldier of the Tang army back then and was captured by the Tubo people. My father explained the outfit of the Tang army clearly to me. This arrow is absolutely impossible to be wrong!"

"That's great! Tang Jun is here, we are saved!"

"Even if you are a servant, you are better than being a slave! One hundred times stronger!"

The differences in the system cannot be compensated. The servants of the Tang Dynasty also had personal freedom, and the master could not beat or kill. The slaves had no freedom at all, and were just the items of the slave master. The slave master would do whatever he wanted. Compared with the two, one was in the sky and the other was in the ground, and the difference was too big.

Zhuang Dachu and the others were so happy that they danced and laughed. Chen Wanrong was a little impatient: "Do you give it or not? If you don't give it, shoot it all! This time, I'm not scaring people."

"General, we can let you, but you have to take us away!" Zhuang Dachu replied.

It is surprising to the army to lead robbers on the road. Although Zhuang Dachu and the others were Han people and had to become robbers, Chen Wanrong wanted to march and was in a hurry. If they took them with them, the action would be much slower, and they refused: "No! We don't have time!"

"If you don't take us away, we won't give way!" Zhuang Dachu was fooling around, waved his hand, and a few stones rolled down, and fell off the cliff with the strong wind.

Chen Wanrong's face changed and he shouted, "I'll give you another chance and dodge it right away! Otherwise, you don't want to live any of you!" It's not Chen Wanrong's cruelty, but military emergency, and the life and death of Cheng Xiaotian's thousands of troops was determined by Chen Wanrong's actions.

"Do you think we will drag you down?" Zhuang Dachu said, "Don't worry, we are strong and can run. Besides, we are very familiar with this area, and we can lead you across the mountains. When we get to the front, it is where we grow. We will not go wrong even if we close our eyes. We will lead you wherever you want to go."

A robber couldn't understand: "Capital Master, why did you say so much?"

"If you don't say something about it, will they want us?" Zhuang Dachu answered a little unhappy.

Chen Wanrong and others knew very little about the Tubo heart south of Jishishan, and there was no guide. Chen Wanrong was very moved and asked, "How do you make us believe it?"

"Will the army be afraid of robbers? Then you are not worthy of being an army!" Zhuang Dachu's answer was very straightforward.

Chen Wanrong couldn't help but speak in a daze, thinking that Zhuang Dachu was really interesting, and smiled and said, "We have some heavy objects here. If you can let us pass through smoothly, we can bring you."

Zhuang Dachu laughed and said, "I think you have a lot of difficulty walking, so it must be very heavy, right? You are so ridiculous. Such a heavy thing actually makes you walk from here. There is a road that is much wider than here. If you don't walk, you have to walk in this dangerous place."

Chen Wanrong's eyes shone and he asked, "You're serious?"

"It's true or not. The general sent a few people to go with my people. This road is fifty miles southeast. Although it passes through the hinterland of Jishishan, it takes hundreds of miles more, but it is much easier to walk here." Zhuang Dachu proposed very simply.

Brother Shuhan didn't wait for Chen Wanrong to speak, and said softly: "Brother Chen, I think I can go and explore the road. Brother Chen, I will go and see him. You can wait here first. It takes fifty miles to ride a horse."

Chen Wanrong originally wanted to go, but it was good to go to Geshuhan. Chen Wanrong nodded and said, "Okay, there will be Brother Lao Geshu."

"As long as you tell the truth, come down." Chen Wanrong said loudly at Zhuang Dachu.

Zhuang Dachu didn't say a word, and responded with a long list of laughter, waved his hand and said, "Go!" He took the people down the mountain, and soon came to Chen Wanrong and the others.

When Chen Wanrong saw that Zhuang Dachu and his team were all torn clothes. It should be said that they were not wearing clothes, but cloth, which was not much different from the primitive people. Among them were Han people, Tubo people, and a few women.

"I've seen the general!" Zhuang Dachu bowed to Chen Wanrong.

Chen Wanrong waved his hand and said, "All these are spared, please send someone."

Zhuang Dachu responded and called out three people. Geshuhan took twenty people, rode his horse and set off.

After seeing off Geshuhan, Chen Wanrong ordered artillery soldiers to gather in the woods. The artillery placed the artillery in the middle. Liu Fuqing led people to guard them and set up guards around him.

Now, it is raining heavily, and it is unlikely to say that someone is coming to attack. However, Chen Wanrong is very vigilant and will never relax at all.

After patrolling around, there was no problem. Chen Wanrong sat down, called Zhuang Dachu, and asked, "You are a Han Chinese, how did you get here?"

"I am born here, and they were plundered by the Tubo people." Several Han people around Zhuang Dachu pointed at them and continued: "My father was originally a Tang army soldier, stationed in Longxi, and often fought with Tubo. Once, Tubo attacked the Tang army and captured my father. According to the Tubo law, prisoners of war were slaves. Since my father became a slave, he was unwilling to surrender and was ready to escape."

After a pause, Zhuang Dachu sighed and said, "Tubo is vast and sparsely populated, with high mountains and dense forests, and steep roads. It is not easy to escape. My father escaped for 300 miles and was caught by the Tubo people. The Tubo people are very cruel to slaves. My father is going to be executed in this situation. My father just beat him up. The reason why he didn't kill him is because my father is a Han man and knows a lot. In addition, my father is from a corps, so the master spares my father's life."

Chen Wanrong was a little confused and asked, "Didn't Han slaves live more miserable than Tubo slaves?"

Zhuang Dachu said with a oh, and explained: "Although the slaves in Tubo are slightly better than the slaves of Han, in the eyes of the master, Tubo slaves are nothing, not as useful as Han slaves. General, please think, what else would Tubo people do besides sheep and shed horses? They don't know a word, and they don't have a skill. But we Han people are different. If we don't say anything else, just the novelty of the Han world is enough to open the eyes of those big figures. Therefore, although Han slaves are persecuted, the master attaches more importance to Han slaves and will not kill them unless they have to."

The Tang Dynasty was strong and charming, far beyond the imagination of the Tubo people. The identity of the Han people alone was enough to be appreciated by the slave masters. Not to mention, the Han slaves also knew some skills, which were not comparable to those of the Tubo slaves. At that time, what Tubo lacked the most was civilization. Although Songtsen Gampo's efforts accepted Indian civilization and Central Plains civilization, which made Tubo have a big leap, overall, it was still very backward. Especially for the need for craftsmen, it was very urgent, and the slave master was not willing to kill Han slaves.

Therefore, on the market, Han slaves were more valuable than Tubo slaves.

Chen Wanrong understood, nodded, and continued to listen to Zhuang Dachu telling his life experience: "My father was really unlucky. He ran away several times in a row and was arrested. The slave owner admired his father very much. In order to keep his father, he gave him a beautiful female slave. This female slave was also a Han man, and was my mother. He was originally a business woman, but was arrested by the Tubo people. My parents were sympathetic and gradually developed feelings for each other, and later I was born.

"Damn the master said that if my father dares to escape, he will kill our whole family. For my mother and I, my father endured it and gave up the idea of ​​returning to the Tang Dynasty."

Chen Wanrong was filled with emotion, and Zhuang Dachu wiped his tears: "My father was originally from Chu in Jiangnan. He remembered his hometown until his death, so he gave me the name of Dachu."

With a long sigh, Chen Wanrong felt regretful: "I think there are many people who have encountered like your father. The Tang Dynasty and Tubo fought for decades, and Tubo often plagued the Tang Dynasty and the people who plundered were not a small number."

Zhuang Dachu nodded: "General is wise! There are many Han people like us who are unwilling to surrender. As soon as the imperial army arrives, they will definitely rush their foreheads to celebrate."

Chen Wanrong had a deeper understanding of Tubo along the way, and agreed with this: "Okay! By the way, how did you become a robber?"

Zhuang Dachu disagreed with Chen Wanrong's statement: "General, I'm not a robber, I'm a survival! Since my father passed away, my mother has followed him soon, and I'm the only one left. The damn master squeezed me like I treat my father. My father has family, so he can only endure it, and I'm alone, without any worries and can't bear it anymore. I killed him and ran to Jishi Mountain to hide it."

Chen Wanrong read about the slave rising up to resist and killing the slave master in the book, but he didn't expect that Zhuang Dachu was just one, so he was really stunned.

"What about them?" Chen Wanrong asked to point at his accomplice.

Zhuang Dachu was very proud: "Like me, they are slaves, and some of them grew up with me. Jishi Mountain is high and dense, and there are many wild animals. You can survive by hunting. However, hunting alone is often hungry. I pulled them over, formed a village on the mountain, and survived by hunting. A few days ago, we heard that an army passed here, and thought that after the army, some things might fall. Gold and silver are useless to us. What we need most is weapons, and I want to try our luck. After searching for several days, I found nothing. The army is really annoying and doesn't even leave us with root hair."

A few days ago, the vanguard troops led by Cheng Xiaotian were passed here. This was an elite force who could conquer good deeds. How could Chen Wanrong choose to take this path because Cheng Xiaotian took, and he didn't expect that there was a better path. I don't know what Cheng Xiaotian thought at that time.

"The master of the village, they also have something left, it's horse manure!" A friend teased him, which attracted laughter.

Zhuang Dachu continued, "I didn't expect that it started to rain last night. We hid in a hole in the mountain to shelter from the rain. We didn't expect to hit the general. We originally thought it was the Tubo army, and we were preparing to kill you with rocks and seize your weapons. But you have too many people and too few people, even if we have a good advantage, I will never be able to succeed. After thinking about it, I decided to stop you and scare you. If you can give you ten or eight weapons, we will have a great harvest. Where did you think you are actually the army of the court. God is open to your eyes!"

Tubo civilization was underdeveloped and backward in technology. This iron tool was very valuable to them and had to be imported from the Tang Dynasty. Zhuang Dachu and others hunted and survived in the mountains, and the most needed weapon was sharp weapons. If they wanted to get sharp weapons, there were two ways: one was the army, and the other was the manor of the slave master.

The slave owner's manor usually has private troops guarding the slave owner, and Zhuang Dachu does not have that strength. When Chen Wanrong and the others arrive, they will have no problem as long as they occupy the mountain and make up conditions. Zhuang Dachu's abacus is good enough, but to his surprise, the one he stopped was the Tang army.

As a Han Chinese, he was born with a sense of intimacy with the Tang army. Furthermore, the social system of the Tang Dynasty was much better than the slave system in Tubo. At least they were free and did not have to be slaves. This alone was attractive to Zhuang Dachu, who was born as a slave.

It is precisely because of this that when he learned that he met the Tang army, after a brief surprise, Zhuang Dachu decided to rely on the Tang army and leave the place where they had nightmares.

After learning about their unfortunate origin, the artillery soldiers were all moved and spontaneously took out their own clothes to give to Zhuang Dachu and others. Zhuang Dachu and others hid in the mountains and could only rely on animal skins to cover their shame. However, it was July now, and the weather was hot, and the animal skins were worn on their bodies, so they could not bear the heat, so they could only use the cloth that could be found on their bodies to cover their shame.

These are the old clothes of artillery soldiers, which are nothing in the eyes of artillery soldiers, but in the minds of Zhuang Dachu and others, this is a great kindness and the joyful thing they have in their lives. They are all holding their clothes and crying with excitement.

In return, Zhuang Dachu and his friends gave out all the jerky stored in the mountain village. Hunting is extremely difficult to make a living. Once winter comes, wild animals lurk and it is difficult to catch prey, so they have to store jerky as soon as possible. Zhuang Dachu and his friends store a lot of jerky, which is only a few thousand kilograms.

The vanguard was Cheng Xiaotian's army, and the artillery was the third group of troops passing through Shibao City, which was already very forward. Their supplies were also a big problem. First, they were relied on the food and grass they carried, second, they were solved during the march, and third, Cheng Xiaotian knew the importance of artillery and squeezed some supplies to them from time to time, which lasted until now.

Zhuang Dachu and the others' jerky meat was a timely help for Chen Wanrong, more precious than gold, and he was extremely happy.
Chapter completed!