Early summer is the most lush season of the year, and the same is true for the northwestern border. The winding cavalry group on the north bank of the Yellow River is moving slowly.

Feng Jiye's face was old and black, his beard was chaotic, and his brand new armor and cloak was like a new dress on the beggar. He was talking to the civil servants and generals.

"Grieving sheep is very slow, it takes almost a year to grow up, and you may lose all your money when you get sick... It is better to farm, change the land to plant grains and beans, and you can harvest them for two or three seasons a year."

The civil servant smiled and said, "General Feng returned to his hometown and had a lot of experience in herding sheep and farming."

Feng Jiye nodded and said, "But farming and herding sheep are not the fastest way to harvest."

The civil servant asked with great interest: "What is the fastest way?"

Feng Jiye said seriously: "Go to someone else's sheep pen to lead the sheep... Of course, you have to go with swords and guns."

The civil servant's face froze, and after a while, he followed Feng Jiye's topic and said helplessly: "But the person who was led by the sheep must be very unhappy, and the trouble will be great."

Feng Jiye stroked his hands and said, "You are right! But this method is really too easy. No matter what, everyone wants to do it. The official family is very unhappy when they are 'leaped' away from the war horse. Otherwise, what are we going to do here?"

As they were talking, a group of people rode their horses up a hillside. Everyone couldn't help but tie the reins one after another, and opened their eyes wide to look at the scene in front of them. Everyone was shocked by the beautiful scenery!

Smooth hillsides, open sight; dry weather makes the sky clear and clean. A shallow river divides the earth into two completely different sides. The north is goose yellow sand, which looks like no trace of variegated color from a distance; the river bank is full of dark green trees; the south bank is covered with grass, slightly lighter than the woods.

Such distinctive colors seem to be able to be appreciated here.

Some sheep were slowly moving on the grass and eating grass. There was a tent next to the woods, surrounded by wooden railings. The crowd of horse riders seemed to have found several riders appearing on the hillside, and they were looking up here.

The civil servant said: "The tribes in the south of Lingzhou have always been in harmony with the border towns, and it is definitely not their purpose to plunder war horses."

Feng Jiye shook his head and said, "You don't understand. After they snatched it, they thought the horse meat was not delicious, so they traded it with others and exchanged it for sheep. Now let's move the sheep back!"

After saying that, Feng Jiye pulled out the saber from his back, turned around and waved, and more cavalry rushed to the top of the mountain. The people on the grassland below slapped their horses and ran towards the camp.

"The two legs kill, and the four legs lead away!" Feng Jiye shouted.

The troops shouted excitedly, and amid the noise, the horse's hooves roared, and a light cavalry in plate armor rushed down the hillside. The red flags and blue flags separated on both sides, and the horses surging down in two turbulent streams, like the torrent of a mountain torrent. The beautiful scenery of the quiet and peaceful scenery was immediately filled with noise.

A group of party men with small round hats ran out of the camp on horseback, waving their hands and shouting loudly. One of them tied a white turban to the branch and waved in panic.

"Bang!" Suddenly, the man waving the headscarf screamed and fell off his horse. Then the crackling string sounded, arrows were like rain, and several Dangxiang people seemed to be covered with reeds, and the horses also knelt on the ground and neighed.

Soon, a "clang" sounded around the barriers. Xu's cavalry easily knocked over the railings, and the soldiers rushed in, and there was a mess inside.

Feng Jiye shouted and rushed to the tent. Just as he saw two or three people running out of the tent, he kicked forward and slashed with a high point. The screams and blood immediately splashed. Soon, he saw smoke rising from a distance, and the fire gradually rose, and there were crazy shouts around him.

A cavalryman set his bow and arrow on his horse, straightened his back and moved very skillfully, and saw someone rushing to the ground in a blink of an eye.

"Wow..." A little girl with a braid stood there not far away, tilting her head up and crying. Several corpses were lying next to her. The cavalrymen passed by her, but no one paid attention to the girl.

In the smokey tent next to him, two people covered in fire suddenly ran out. While shouting in fear, they rolled on the ground, and their hands scrambling on the burning fur, the smell spread and the screams of hissing were very tragic.

The camp was quickly pierced by cavalry, with fire flashing everywhere and smoke smog. The vanguard had rushed into the woods and chased the fleeing people. Some cavalry had dismounted and searched for valuable things on the corpses, and the surroundings were in chaos.

A team of Xu Army cavalry drove over a dozen people, but Feng Jiye was furious and shouted: "What do those people do? Go and catch sheep!"

Everyone then picked up their weapons and slashed at the prisoners. The prisoners who came to their senses ran away. One of them staggered to the ground and turned around quickly. He saw a soldier Xu pulling his bow and pressing against his forehead. With a "bang" sound, the iron cluster of arrows hit his forehead and stabbed into his forehead. The man's pupils suddenly dissipated.

Feng Jiye turned his head and said, "Tell them not to burn, we can station on the spot. Catch the Dangxiang people out of the tent and kill them!"

There was chaos nearby, and screams came from time to time in the woods in front of him. Feng Jiye jumped off his horse and saw an injured person beside him moaning. He walked up and stabbed into the man's neck. Seeing that the man covered his neck with his hands, his mouth wide open and vomiting blood, and his legs kept twitching on the ground, Feng Jiye calmly grabbed the fur on the man's body and wiped the horse's blade.

The civil servant next to him stood there and looked at Feng Jiye, and was already stunned.

Feng Jiye put the knife back into the scabbard and turned his head to look at the civil servant in charge: "You see, you get so many fat sheep in one day, much faster than herding sheep for eight or nine months."

Civilian: "…"

The blood-stained generals came back to report, but Feng Jiye stood in the camp and looked around. After a long time he said, "This place is backed by the Yellow River and has oasis water plants. There must be more than one tribe. The central army is stationed here, and the tribes scattered out and took away all the sheep within a radius of dozens of miles."

"General wise!" The generals clasped their fists and said.

The military supervisor stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "General Feng does this, beware of settlement of the accounts after the autumn."

Unexpectedly, Feng Jiye sneered: "I was in the army when I was over 10 years old. I never felt that the account was settled because there were too many people. A few years ago, a group of Dangxiang people asked the emperor to kill me. Am I dead? I happened to go back to my hometown to herd sheep and cultivate my character for a few years, hehe!"

"The general is well-educated!" The supervisor widened his eyes and looked at the wounded who were struggling with all kinds of tragic deaths and moans around him.

... Not long after, in the Lingzhou headquarters, the envoy of the Dangxiang Inn cried and complained to Zhe De. "The Xu army cavalry, who had all the weapons and armor, rushed into the ranch, slaughtering the unarmed herders, regardless of men, women, old and young, and slaughtered all the unarmed herders and snatched away everything..." "They did not even let go of a single person, and the burned camp was full of burnt corpses." "The woods were full of hanging corpses, and the places with water plants were like underworld..."

Zhe Dejian said helplessly: "I cannot control Feng Jiye's men."

If he had to take care of himself, of course he could control Feng Jiye, but now he could not admit it, so he had to speak nonsense. Zhe Deyan had just been appointed and sent to the west, and the commander of the Pingxia Army, Feng Jiye's cavalry was part of the Pingxia Army.

The messenger said with a sad face: "Mr. Zhe must be in charge. That guy is like a mad dog and plundering and killing innocent people everywhere! He has a wrongdoing and has a debt. Ye Ci plundered the imperial army and horses. Shouldn't Daxu's army ask Ye Ci to punish him? What's up to us?"

Zhe Dejian said: "Your envoy can write a memorial, and I will send someone to Tokyo."

The messenger said in surprise: "What's the use? Didn't Feng Jiye sent it from the emperor?"

Zhe De thought carefully that he could not put the basin on the official's head. He should recite what Feng Jiye did. He still understood the rules. He said kindly: "There are many yamen in the court, and the official cannot manage so many things. Feng Jiye got it back after the relationship he found."

At this time, the guards reported to Ye Ci's people in Lingzhou Inn to ask for a meeting. Zhe De asked someone to bring him in and speak.

Several Dangxiang people wearing dome hats came in. Ye Ci bowed with his hands and his chest and said, "The leader of our army asked the Zhe Gong to quit the army. The leader promised to send the war horses and criminals to Lingzhou, and he would no longer rob the commercial roads in the future."

Zhe Dejian thought to himself: Li Chuyun's army of tens of thousands is already on the road. How can he say that he can be harmonious and robbed?

He frowned and thought for a while, then turned the blame off before talking, and said, "Now Xu Jun in Lingzhou is not punishing criminals, but Feng Jiye is in Lingzhou. As long as Feng Jiye leaves office, everyone can sit down and discuss anything."

A party member asked, "It turns out that Emperor Daxu can't control Feng Jiye?"

Zhe Deyan glared at him: "The emperor is two thousand miles away, how can he know everything?"

The people below talked about it in Dangxiang dialect. Zhe Deyi could understand Dangxiang dialect. He heard some of them say that the Emperor of Central Plains built a palace with a radius of hundreds of miles and was with tens of thousands of wives and concubines. It was not easy for ministers to see it, and the words were unknowing...

Zhe Deji pretended not to hear it, pondered for a moment and said, "If the tribes handed over Li Yiyin, there might be a way to resolve the Gange."

The envoys in the lobby denied in unison that they had received Li Yiyin.

After hearing this, Zhe Dejian's face changed and he said unhappily: "Then there is nothing to talk about. Save the guests!"

A group of Dangxiang people looked at each other and had to bow and go out from the door of the lobby. They were still talking, and someone suggested: "Princess Yueji is the concubine of Daxu. I heard that she is very favored by the Emperor of Central Plains. You can send an envoy to Tokyo and try to see Princess Yueji and ask her to persuade the Emperor of Central Plains."

Many people agreed with this idea, only the robbed tribe envoy was impatient, thinking that after going to Tokyo, two thousand miles away, their people were almost killed.
Chapter completed!