This year is called power politics. Whoever has the final say is who has more fists? As December approaches the Spring Festival, Yicheng is booming again. However, the crowd of people who are in a hurry don’t even feel like celebrating the festival. There is no trace of New Year’s joy on their faces. Moreover, there are more and more people in the city with their hair and small braids tied around their heads.

It is really called heaven, hell, all the Qiang tribes in Longshang must be forcibly incorporated into the Han people. Whether you want to or not, after becoming a Han person, the Qiang people's hair and left lapels had to be changed to tie the right lapels according to the tradition of the Han people, and they had to pay taxes to the government according to the household registration land. Unlike the previous free and self-government, they need to be managed by the government.

The only benefit is that you no longer have to recruit labor like a slave in the past. Everything is based on the regular rules of the Han people, and you have obtained a similar identity!

Moreover, this is quite good for naturalization. The news released in advance is that the Qiang, Di and Hu people who are not qualified to be naturalized will be driven out of Longshang by the Han army in January next year and forced to migrate to the Guanzhong Plain as hard labor. This winter, the Han army has already sorted out the entire Longshang, and the chopped heads are still piled outside the gate of Yicheng. Those who do not follow the death are not just a joke!

The mood was full of heavyness. He carried the gift to the Haoyou family in Longxi, whom he was close to, and the Qiang chiefs trembled and went to the Yicheng official with a letter of introduction, waiting tremblingly for the title of official.

The most frustrating one became Sima Yi. The Longyou tyrants are not as good as the Guandong tyrants. He and his friends of the Guandong tyrants were recruited by Wang Hou as staff, and they had to help Zhang Ji, Yang Fu and others register and enter their household registration.

The Qiang Village with a population of 20,000 was built in counties, with 10,000 towns and 10,000 villages. The administrative units in Liangzhou have doubled and more than doubled. After sorting out, this is a big project.

But, when sorting out these things, he had a very low political gain from Sima Yi. He was born into a Kanto clan and was not familiar with the local Qiang people. Even if he used his power to seek benefits for the Qiang people, he might not remember how good he was. The feeling of being a vain job made a group of Guandong political enemies want to die.

On the contrary, Zhang Ji, Yang Fu and the others were very energetic because Wang Hou really fulfilled his promise and submitted a letter to the court to recommend Zhang Ji as the governor of Liangzhou, Yang Fu as the chief of the army, Jiang Xu as the general of Liangzhou, and reported all the list of generals in Yicheng. Unexpectedly, at least eight people could be granted titles to marquis and build their own hometown, and everyone was like a full-time clockwork.

One step at heaven and one step at hell in front of the lively government office, it really showed the fullest. The leader of the Qiang people who could become naturalized and was relieved and went out with the newly created official seal. However, it didn't matter. The Qiang people and Di people who could not get naturalized were anxious at the gate, and some even knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

In the cold winter month, snowflakes were still floating in the sky. Dozens of men knelt in the cold snow, crying so hard that they were heartbreaking. The miserable appearance made the Qiang people who survived by chance. No! The newly-received great-grandson of the Dahan County and the village pavilion leaders were all worried.

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It was another Spring Festival that could not be reunited, but this time Sun Shangxiang and his jewels were having fun, which made Wang Hou’s festive atmosphere a little stronger. The flocks captured by the Western Qiang recently were also ordered to be slaughtered. The days were too long. The last bit of wine used for medicinal wine was distributed, which really made the army, who had been tired for a year, jubilant.

Then the hard days in Longshang arrived.

Just like the Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang moved to Shanxi and fill Shandong, the official army rushed into the village fiercely. The whole village was lined up and was driven out by military men with rough roars. A long rope tied his arms and pulled the animals out.

In the cold weather, even if the animal skins, straws and other things that could be found were wrapped around the body, the migrant Qiang people were still trembling, and the women and children's faces were red and even cracked. Many men at home had just died in the battlefield, and were led away, while their families were still sobbing.

However, the Han army, who was guarding the custody, had no mercy. Just like the villain in later TV series, he was whipping while walking, and cursing like driving animals.

"Let's go! Hurry me up! Damn it! You inferior people!" 020 Reading

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Of course, not all Qiang people were willing to be moved to Guanzhong as coolies like this. There are also many Qiang people in Qiang villages who carry their bags and throw their families and houses in the wind and snow, leave their hometowns, flee south to Niutou Mountain in the Qinling Mountains, and north to Liupan Mountain.

However, even if 20,000 Xianbei people were placed near Didao, Wang Houke still had more than 30,000 light cavalry! In the cold wind, the Qiang people were struggling with a hard trek, and the heavy horse hooves suddenly sounded, which was so shocked that the leader of the Qiang tribe in front shouted. The entire tribe became frightened, urging the cattle and horses raised to run forward anxiously.

But where can a person run over a horse? And behind the back, the sound of horse hooves followed him tightly like ghosts, so fearful that the entire tribe was like a frightened bird, running in panic. Even the weak old man or the women and children holding children fell in the snow without anyone caring about it, and everyone was on their own.

However, it seemed that suddenly rushed through a wind zone, and the snow curtain in front of him instantly dispersed. The entire Qiang people who were fleeing with cattle and sheep were stunned. In front of him was the Niutou Mountain Pass leading to Hanzhong. But just in front of the mountain, the dense Han army formed a long formation, like a black line crouching in the ice and snow.

Moreover, not only my tribe, there were four or five Qiang tribes nearby who escaped, but were also driven by the Xianbei light cavalry and forced to this mountain pass like a bear hunting trap.

"I've fought with Hangou!"

The Qiang chief, who had lost his mind, roared Qiang Yu and pulled out the axe that had frozen a layer of frost on his waist. He roared and turned over and rushed towards the Han army, who was also so cold that he was breathing white.

Four tribes and hundreds of Qiang people rushed to tens of thousands of Han troops to launch a charge. That sober was both cruel and tragic.

But unfortunately, God didn't even give them a chance to fight desperately. Faced with the wind and snow, the Han army captain drew his knife and shouted in a hoarse voice. With the tight footsteps, thousands of Han army crossbowmen walked forward neatly, leaning forty-five degrees to pull the bow. Facing the wind and snow blowing back in front of the mountains, they buzzed and released the bowstrings.

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The arrows were densely packed as if there was another sorghum growing in the snow. The bodies were falling down in the arrows, filling the white snow with bright red. Behind them, the remaining Qiang women and children did not have the chance to walk to their corpses. The males had their heads hanging down and were tied with long ropes like animals. A large group of people were escorted by several cavalrymen and escorted to the east.

As Cao Zhang wished again, the Wei River, which was still walking when the army retreated, was dragged onto the ice with a large amount of spoils and military supplies on the sledge, while the Qiang prisoners of war were escorted to the east in the troops retreating east.

In this wave, the population that migrated back was probably less than 300,000. Looking at the densely packed and dark long teams in the snowy sky, the appearance of not seeing the head in front and not seeing the tail behind, Cao Zhang couldn't help but sigh and breathe a breath of white breath.

"Many people! There is no such person in the world!"

"Then you have never seen the Spring Festival travel rush!"

He was riding a horse in front of him, and once again, he was decades younger and was so cold that he was like a grandson. However, Wang Hou couldn't help rolling his eyes and humming!

"Spring Festival travel???"
Chapter completed!