Chapter 802: Where to go
In the barbarians' settlement on the river beach, smoke rose up. People who hadn't smelled the smell of rice for a long time were staring at the big pot. The adults could still endure it, but the children were not so reserved. They sat around the big pot, stretched their necks and looked at the tumbling water splashes and the floating rice grains in the pot, and their throats were constantly swallowing.
Murong Chong looked at the clan members with a little sadness. If he had known this, why would he have stayed in the mountains? What's wrong with it? Now, tens of thousands of troops were destroyed, and tens of thousands of tribes were blocked from the mountains and had no way back to their hometown.
"The Ming people's army is withdrawing!" Someone shouted, and everyone stood up and looked into the distance. The Ming army, who had previously surrounded them, slowly retreated towards the distance under the afterglow of the sunset. When the last ray of sunlight was blocked by the mountains, the Ming people's army also disappeared without a trace in people's sight.
Everyone was joking. The withdrawal of the army meant that the Ming people did not have the intention to kill them all.
But Murong Chong was not happy at all. The Ming army retreated, but the direction they retreated was still where they were stationed before, that is, they still blocked their way home.
I’m afraid they will never have any hope to return to the mountains, a poor but safe hometown.
He was crying.
Looking back at Heli County, the Great Sun and Moon Flag with gold edges and the fiery red fire sword skull flag still did not move. Although the army had left, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty had not left yet.
"Eat, eat well, have a good sleep, and tomorrow, the sun will still rise as usual." He touched the head of a child beside him and whispered.
No words all night.
The next day, the Ming people sent several trucks of food. This time, they also sent some fish and fruits. The person who escorted these things was Wang Yun, the deputy general of the Ming army stationed in Fuyuan, and an acquaintance of Murong Chong.
"Master Murong, Your Majesty wants to talk to you." Wang Yun looked at Murong Fu with a smile, "It's not a problem for you to live here all the time, right? There must be a solution. Your emperor is going to solve the problem."
Murong Fu nodded heavily: "Okay, talk, I'll talk, will you leave now?"
Wang Yun smiled and took out a piece of paper from his arms: "Mr. Murong, there are tens of thousands of barbarians living here. As far as I know, they belong to more than a dozen tribes, so the emperor invited more than you."
Murong Fu took the paper handed over by Wang Yun, with more than a dozen names written on it.
He took a deep breath. Since the Murong clan unified the barbarian tribes under the leadership of Murong Hong, he imitated the countries outside the mountain and established a centralized system. The patriarchs of these tribes have long lost the slightest power, and many people have even been forgotten. The Ming people spent so much effort to figure out these situations, so naturally they had the intention.
Can you divide and govern it? Murong Fu smiled bitterly. The couple were originally birds in the same forest, and they flew on their own when the disaster came, not to mention that they were originally many different tribes gathered together?
If you divide it for a long time, you will be united, and if you combine it for a long time, you will be separated. Or it is time for the barbarians to fall apart again.
But what can I do?
He handed the paper to a barbarian young man beside him, "Go, call all these people over and follow me to the Emperor of Ming!"
More than a dozen mermaids entered Qin Feng's tent one after another.
There were more than a dozen small tables in the big tent, and each table was filled with steamed buns, porridge and a plate of pickles. Everyone came in front of Qin Feng. Qin Feng stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand and said, "Everyone, I invited you all early in the morning. I guess you haven't used breakfast yet. I really have too much work and can't waste too much time here, so I can only trouble you. Let's eat it quickly and talk after eating. How about it?"
Murong Chong bowed, "Your Majesty, let's talk first and then eat, otherwise I can't eat it."
Qin Feng laughed and said, "It's a big deal, you have to fill your stomach before talking about it. You can't say it's hungry? You don't need to sit for a little while. It doesn't take too long to sit for a simple breakfast."
After saying this, he sat down and ate it on his own. He ate the simple breakfast very deliciously. In fact, even in Yuejing, his breakfast was so simple.
Murong Chong stared at Qin Feng for a moment, sat down, picked up the steamed bun, took the porridge, took a bite of the steamed bun, took a sip of the porridge, and then came to it, so he was relieved. Now that I am killing fish and knife-like, what else can I say?
Everyone ate very quickly. After a while, everyone's desks had been wiped clean. Qin Feng slapped his mouth and looked at everyone with a smile: "Eat and drink enough, and you will talk about serious business. Everyone, first of all, I want to tell you a good news."
"Is there any good news for us?" Murong Chong shook his head.
"Of course there is. Mr. Murong Chong?"
"Yes!" Murong Chong bowed slightly.
"I wonder if the whereabouts of tens of thousands of noble soldiers under Zhengyang County is good news?" Qin Feng looked at everyone with a smile.
There was a sound of benches, tables and chairs in the big tent. The patriarchs of more than a dozen tribes, including Murong Fu, stood up and looked at Qin Feng in shock.
"Aren't they completely destroyed the army and all killed in battle?" Murong Chong's mouth was a little knotted.
Qin Feng smiled and shook his head, "How is this possible? Where did you hear these news? Under Zhengyang County, the noble army was surrounded by us, and there were not many battles. Most of them were because of your troops who wanted to break through, but we were slaughtering, but there were not much casualties. Until the end, the noble army had shortage of food. Murong Hong led thousands of elite troops to break through, and then he really fought a bad battle. Of course, almost all the thousands of elite soldiers died, but the rest were all captured by our army. They were so hungry that they could not even walk."
He turned to look at Huo Guang beside him and asked, "Ministry of War, how many prisoners were reported in total?"
Huo Guangdao: "Your Majesty, after we lined up the rebels in Zhengyang County, we captured a total of 38,078 barbarian soldiers, including wounded soldiers. Of course, there are also serious injuries in it, and the number of people who may die will increase."
"Did you hear it? There are more than 38,000 people." Qin Feng looked at the patriarchs of various tribes of the Manchu tribe in the tent: "This should be considered good news, right?"
Murong Chong took a deep breath, "This is indeed good news. Just live, just live. Your Majesty, are you going to release them?"
"Of course not!" Qin Feng shook his head disloyal, and Murong Chong looked disappointed.
"Everyone, our Ming Dynasty has the laws of our Ming Dynasty. These captured noble soldiers will be scrutinized and then punished to varying degrees based on the crimes they committed before they can talk about release."
"When the two countries are at war, the captured people put down their weapons, they are no longer soldiers. Why do they still have to punish them?" Murong Chong was a little angry.
This is not a war between the two countries, but a rebellion." Qin Feng said word by word: "The Ming army is to suppress the rebellion. The so-called Yan State has never been recognized by other countries. Whether it is our Ming Dynasty, Qin State, or Qi State, is I right? "
Murong Chong was stunned. Indeed, although they had a connection with Qi State, they were all private and had never had formal correspondence with the letter of state.
"Your Majesty is going to punish them?" He was not going to argue anymore. If he had a few more words, he would have angered the young emperor. It would not be a good thing for these captured soldiers and the tens of thousands of people living here.
"As long as there is no indiscriminate killing of innocent people, they will basically be sentenced to labor service." Qin Feng said: "At the beginning of a year, it will not exceed three years for ordinary soldiers, and for intermediate officers, it will not exceed five years. For senior officers, it depends on the specific situation."
"Serve labor?" Murong Chong murmured.
"Yes." Qin Feng smiled and said, "We in the Ming Dynasty are very short of labor and need people to complete these tasks. Of course, Mr. Murong, please rest assured that they will eat full and dress warmly during the process of serving labor, and will not be abused, because in my mind, they are already the mouths of my Ming Dynasty, but they did something wrong earlier and were punished. After the service period expires, they will become official members of the Ming Dynasty, and can enjoy all the rights of the Ming people, and of course, they must also bear corresponding obligations."
"Your Majesty never thought of letting us return to our hometown?" Murong Chong felt a little sad.
"Is it in the mountains?" Qin Feng shook his head: "What's good in the mountains? If the mountains are so good, you won't run out, right? The mountains are hard and life is hard to bear. Mr. Murong, Daming has arranged a better place for you."
Murong Chong lowered his head and said nothing.
"Come on, hang up the picture." Qin Feng ignored Murong Chong and directly pointed at the little guard Yi Wenhai.
A wooden frame with a map hung on it was carried out and placed in the center of the big tent. This is a map of the territory of the Ming Dynasty. The difference is that each county above is marked with the name of a tribe.
Pointing to these places, Qin Feng said lightly: "This is the place I have arranged for you. Considering that the nobles are composed of multiple tribes and most of the tribes are related to each other, if you arrange your place randomly without asking about it, it would be irresponsible and unkind. Therefore, the placement method this time is to place people from a tribe in a county. Wherever you are, the locals have prepared houses, farm tools, livestock and other things for you. Once you go, you can settle down and have a happy life."
There was a quiet inside the tent. After a moment, a tribe leader suddenly stood up, "Your Majesty, you are not lying to us, is there such a good thing?"
"Of course, I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. What I say is a spit and a nail." Qin Feng put away his smile, "How could I deceive you nonsense? If I want to deceive you, will I come here?"
Chapter completed!