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When Zhang Liao had already confirmed that the battle formation was stable and came to report to Fei Qian, on the edge of the battle formation, the troops and Qiang people of the big families were still in a mess, and less than half of the people were sitting upright on the horse's back!

Duan Wei felt cold in his hands and feet.

Zhang Meng stared at everything around him in a daze.

They had heard of elite cavalrymen and even secretly changed their vests and fought each other. However, when they saw it with their own eyes, they truly understood that there was still a gap between elites and elites. If they were not professing themselves as elites, they would really be elites...

Liangzhou is not short of military soldiers.

There are some people in every household who are good at martial arts. The production area of ​​the Han Han in Kansai and the harsh environment make these people habitually use personal force as the criterion for measuring right and wrong.

If you don’t fight or fight, you won’t be able to survive.

Unlike the south of the Yangtze River or Yunnan, which is further south, the southern part of the sun is warm and humid. Even if you don’t plant anything, you can eat mushrooms and get poisoned.

In Xiliang, in the north, even if spring comes and leaves the river area, there is still only one place of loess, and even wild vegetables are sparse.

It is a common thing in Xiliang to cut and kill each other in order to eat in one bite.

A life may be worth a piece of cake.

Therefore, the people of Xiliang are not afraid of seeing swords and do not care much about their lives.

So if it is just ordinary soldiers, it is not enough to surprise these Xiliang people who are almost numb to life.

This time it was different because the gap was too big.

It’s like a mountain that has a high hope to climb up, but it’s as high as the day is, which makes people helpless.

Fei Qian returned from the Western Regions, not only brought back the spoils from the Western Regions, but also brought back a large number of Qiang and Seme people. Everyone knew that most of these people were used to being casual, and if they wanted to make these casual people look like they were prohibited by orders, this was not something that could be done with two money and a few bites of food.

The people of Xiliang were used to determining the leader by violence, which was almost the Hu people's model, but this was not a problem with the people of Xiliang, but a problem with the Han Dynasty. The deterioration of the production and living environment of the Han people on the border into Hu people was itself a dereliction of duty by the Han Dynasty and officials.

An ordinary leader can use violence to maintain the dominance of tribes or communities, but if you want to go to the next level, it is not possible to achieve just violence.

In classical mechanics, the role of force is mutual. Violence is also a kind of force. If you want to kill others, others will also want to kill you.

What Fei Qian needs is not superficial obedience.

Fei Qian has never recruited troops on a large scale in Xiliang, and has never even thought of joining the subordinates of these wealthy families in Xiliang. The reason is very simple. These people have no problem with bravery, but loyalty is problematic. It is not that Fei Qian must have a son or a farmer, but that these people have become accustomed to the original model and the habits they have developed are even more difficult to eradicate than those of the Qiang people.

This problem was very obvious during the periods of Dong Zhuo and Li Guo.

If it was a Qiang or other Hu Rong, plundering and killing Han people, although it was bad, it was originally a hostile side. There was nothing to say about the collision of different technology trees. When the Han people were weak, Hu people killed Han people like pigs and sheep, and when the Han people were strong, Hu people were also like killing pigs and sheep.

But Xiliang land belongs to the Han land.

Even on the frontier, it is still a Han area.

So the people of Xiliang killed the Han people so happily, which was completely different from those of Hu Rong and others.

Although both domestic thieves and foreign thieves are thieves, what people hate more is definitely domestic thieves.

Without completely erasing these thieves' temper, it is obviously not a wise move to acquire these Xiliang people on a large scale.

Therefore, Fei is potentially screening, suppressing and controlling it.

When the Xiliang people rely on for their pride were completely crushed in front of Fei Qian's army, these Xiliang people naturally did not have much confidence.

Duan Wei is a veteran of the marching army. Although Zhang Meng’s two brothers went to get a brush, the Zhang family also needed one person to hold a knife, so both of them knew what Fei Qian wanted to do this and what it meant.

If there are only one hundred people, or a few hundred people, Duan Wei and Zhang Meng believe that they can be similar to these soldiers under Fei Qian's command, but it will be difficult to go up. The more the number of people increases, the greater the difficulty coefficient.

"There must be some tricks..." Zhang Meng gritted his teeth and made some sounds, as if the branches that were unwilling to be bent by the heavy snow were creaking.

Duan Wei glanced at Zhang Meng with a squinted look, "If you can do it too, can you do it?"

『…』 Zhang Meng was silent.

How to make people shut up is also a science. Fei Qian is willing to discuss with Duan Wei, but he does not meet with Zhang Meng.

Now the older Xiliang people taught the young Xiliang people a lesson, Duan Wei said it very naturally.

After hearing this, Zhang Meng held his breath and suddenly felt that this old guy had rebelled?

"What can we do if the cavalry is strong?" Zhang Meng finally said, "Cavals cannot attack the city!"

Duan Wei did not respond to Zhang Meng, but just silently carried the war horse without showing any expression, moved a few steps to the side, and pulled a distance from Zhang Meng. I said Zhang Meng before, because of the fact that he is both a Sanming in Liangzhou, otherwise who would like to talk too much?

Now that he saw Zhang Meng seemingly becoming more and more angry, Duan Wei was too lazy to continue communicating with Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng's surname is Zhang, but not Duan. Why don't you do that?

Zhang Meng can even know that cavalry is not conducive to siege, wouldn’t the cavalry know? If the cavalry set up such a large formation but could not break into the city immediately, wouldn’t it be a huge joke?

If it were someone else, Duan Wei would probably be like Zhang Meng, waiting to see jokes, but when facing the cavalry, Duan Wei felt that he might be a joke...

In the darkness, the cannon was slowly pushed out.

Fei Qian only brought three small cannons back, and the rest remained in the Western Regions.

Absolute violence will only bring about a short period of fear, and then there will be absolute resistance. If you want to turn resistance into obedience, there must be something other than violence.

The Qiang people and Semu people in the Western Regions had seen artillery, so they recognized Fei Qian's violence, and at the same time accepted the new order brought to them by Fei Qian, and quickly merged into Fei Qian's army.

The artillery was something that the Qiang people could not understand, so these artillery were deified. What else could the Han people with god-like weapons resist?

This phenomenon is normal in an era when basic knowledge is not popularized.

It was like telling an ancient man that the earth was round. Even if he broke the lonely sail and the shadows of the blue sky, the ancient man would still stare and think that he had encountered a big liar, and he was a stupid liar, who didn't even understand the world. Because the ancients could not understand the earth was round, they had to give themselves a definition that they could understand.

The cannon is the son of Thunder and the God of Fire.

As for which one is above and which one is below, it doesn’t matter. What’s important is that they can regard artillery as a symbol of power, and Fei Qian, who uses artillery, naturally becomes the salt-bearer of the gods, which is powerful enough!

Facing a city like Jiuquan, which is not too big, and there are not many repairs and reinforcements, three small cannons are enough.

If in the early stage of gunpowder grenades, you still need to hold a shield and crawl into the city gate like a turtle to bury gunpowder, then the soldiers under Fei Qian can now wait around the cannons very freely, preparing to hunt down the flesh and blood that was smashed by the sledgehammer.

The soldiers on the Jiuquan on the top of the city were very panicked.

Originally, the sudden chaos in the city was enough to make them at a loss. Now Fei Qian has launched a large army outside the city, which makes these defenders almost unable to stand firmly. They hold their swords and spears like sieves, their upper and lower teeth tremble, and their speech is not smooth.

Routine call, routine hesitation and rejection.

Then the soldiers who called the door left without saying a word, so they were so quick that they scared the defenders.

The cannon was pushed up and aimed directly at the city gate.

In the dark night, black eyes stared at the pitch-black muzzle, and then naturally found the light.

After blinding a bunch of dog eyes, accompanied by a huge roar, the gates of Jiuquan County were like rotten paper, shattering at once.

The war horses in the cavalry that had adapted to this huge roar only shook their heads uncomfortable and shook their hooves to express their dissatisfaction. However, many horses that followed the wealthy Xiliang people had never heard of this movement at all. Although these horses were tall, they were only a little brave. When the war horses of the wealthy Xiliang people heard this, they were all frightened and ran towards the wilderness and couldn't even hold them back!

Even Duan Wei, Zhang Meng and others' war horses were all moving around. When Duan Wei, Zhang Meng and others finally controlled the war horses, they found that Zhang Liao had already roared in with his people and rushed straight to Jiuquan City!

But in a moment, Jiuquan City was broken!

Duan Wei comforted his war horse and glanced at Zhang Meng with a squint. However, he saw Zhang Meng stunned and couldn't help laughing in his heart. But not long after laughing, a cold air climbed up on his back, and then cold sweat rolled down.

Jiuquan’s city gate now looks like paper, but Duan Wei knows that even if the thing is not good, it is three inches thick!

By chance, Duan Wei's own fort gate was exactly three inches thick.

I heard before that the Hussars had the power of the gods, and they quickly defeated more than ten Guanzhong Forts in one day, but Duan Wei didn't believe it. It was like a person who believed that the earth was round and would definitely sneer. Duan Wei thought it was the cavalry who was bragging, and it was too common to promote military power, or he thought that the people in Guanzhong were all cowards, at least not as brave as the men of Xiliang, but now...

All cognition is collapsing.

Duan Wei stroked the war horse and suddenly found that his war horse was also old.

He no longer understands the new world, new weapons, new wars...

The black and chaotic sky was like God closing the doors and windows, leaving no light for Duan Wei.

When Duan Wei was sad, Zhang Liao had already rushed into the city with his cavalry.

A few people who dared to stop the war horse were either shot or trampled under the horse's hooves.

The cavalry vanguard hesitated for a moment when he was at the intersection of the street, and someone held a token from Youwensi to the army to guide him. The military academy rushed straight to the Jiuquan Prefecture Office without saying a word...

In Jiuquan City, Xu Yi was very panicked.

He didn't know why things could not be arranged as he expected, nor did he know why there were fires in Jiuquan City at night.

Shouldn't everything be done according to the plan?

He tricked Huang Ang, and then asked Yang Feng to assassinate Huang Ang in the name of offering treasure.

Now Huang Ang’s head is in front of his hall, packed in a wooden box.

The blood has solidified.

Xu Yi was originally preparing, but tomorrow morning, he would take Huang Ang's head and go out of the city in person, and present it to Fei Qian in full view of everyone!

Then Xu Yi would declare that he had followed Fei Qian's order to kill the wealthy Xiliang people!

By then, even if Fei Qian is covered in his mouth, he will not be able to explain clearly!

Of course, Xu Yi will probably die afterwards, but Xu Yi doesn't care.

People who can sacrifice their lives are often very scary.
To be continued...