1387 Ping Liao
In March and April, the Liao land was still a desolate scene of cold spring, but as May came, the world suddenly warmed up and the hot summer began to enter.
It was still sunny at noon, but suddenly it was raining heavily. Murong and his party, who were walking between the mountains and fields, were blocked on the mountain road by the sudden heavy rain.
The soldiers were rushing to cut down bamboo and wood, and soon built a simple thatched hut near the mountain road to use it as a shelter from the rain.
"This is a hell of weather!"
Murong walked into the thatched hut, changed out of the rain-wet robe, and stood in the thatched hut with her upper body exposed.
The Murong family was named Bai Lu, and their skin color and appearance were different from those of Chinese people. Murong was naturally no exception. His strong torso was carved like white jade. Although he was not cloned, he was also elegant. When he was young, his grandfather Murong often praised the strange bones of children. He was a prosperous family. When he was a child, he was also extraordinary.
But at this moment, Murong's face was not very good, and a irritability lingered in his eyebrows. The reason why he was upset was not just because of the sudden drop in heavy rain. The main reason was that the process of recruiting soldiers was not going smoothly recently.
Earlier, Murong promised his father Murong to go to Jie Kingdom to serve as a quota. Murong gave him five thousand quotas to follow him, and directly stated that the five thousand soldiers were directly classified as his private song.
The reason why Murong agreed to go to Jie Kingdom was that his father's threat was one aspect, and this promise of temptation also made Murong quite moved. Murong had already decided to succeed, just like his father promised that after he returned successfully, he would pass the power to him before his death, and it did not make Murong moved much. This was just a matter of course and it was not a reward.
But the entire five thousand virtuous private songs had to move Murong. In such a portal, he had to know more clearly that his strength was the greatest reliance. If he had no team of his own, even if he could enjoy his father's position, he might not be able to sit firmly, such as his uncle Murong Ren's rebellion for several years.
Murong's successor was established as early as when his grandfather Murong was alive. After so many years, a group of soldiers who supported him had already gathered around him. Especially after the demise of the Duan Xianbei, Murong also obtained a considerable number of Duan's remaining forces because his mother was Duan's family.
In addition to the necessary production of the elderly, weak, women and children who are not worth fighting, Murong actually has more than 2,000 private music forces. In the entire tribe, few people can reach such a private music scale, except for his father Murong and his elders like Murong Yun.
If he could take advantage of the opportunity to enter Jie Kingdom this time, he would have won another 5,000 troops, even if he did not consider whether he would gain this trip to Jie Kingdom, Murong could directly have nearly 10,000 soldiers. At that time, even if his father did not want to pass the throne to him, his brothers would not be his opponent at all.
Therefore, Murong attaches great importance to this matter, and he has to do all trivial matters such as selecting the soldiers himself.
[m] He did not directly choose among the tribes led by his father. The apparent rhetoric was naturally that his father was in full swing and needed to control the entire Liao border, and his virtuous son did not seek a strong father. The real reason was that Murong did not want this private song that belonged to him to mix too much of his father's eyes and ears into this unique private song.
So during this period, Murong mainly traveled among the surrounding tribes and selected strong soldiers among these scattered tribes.
Murong did not object to this point. This trip was very dangerous and there were many dangers in the fall of all the troops. The strong soldiers under his command were the basis for him to control the entire Liao border, and he was not willing to directly impose too many Murong to take risks.
The father and son each have their own scheming, but they don’t point it out, which is a tacit understanding.
Now that the Murong tribe is the Great Liao border, Murong has achieved remarkable results in the past month, recruiting more than 3,000 soldiers. Among them are the Murong tribe itself, such as his uncle Murong Biao, who led more than 500 soldiers to follow him, and there are also strong soldiers selected from tribes of all sizes around him.
However, as May entered and the climate warmed, Murong's recruitment work stagnated.
The winter in the Liao border is long, and it is not long for the time to be truly suitable for farming and woodcutting. From May to September, it is the busiest time for farming. It is necessary to accumulate reserves enough to survive the long winter in just four or five months. Because during this period, the people are busy with production and will not respond to the war.
Especially in recent days, as the Zimeng River has been wandering around, there has been almost no harvest all day long. Even some small tribes that had been agreed upon before, when Murong actually went to collect the power of his troops, he found that the entire tribe was missing. What made him even more annoyed was the power of his troops recruited before, which frequently fled during this period.
In the final analysis, the Murong tribe is just a fishing and hunting tribe in the Liao border. Although he has been transferred to farming since his grandfather and has studied Han politics every time, his real control of the tribe is incomparable to the Central Plains realm. Moreover, those tribes who gradually learn about farming are directly controlled by his father Murong.
The world is big, the food is the biggest, and the farming season is like fire. Who cares about your king's fortune?
Murong was unable to recruit full staff here for a long time, and the Jie army in Youzhou frequently put pressure on the Murong army, and the words became increasingly severe. Xu Wu's Zhang Ju even sent troops several times to expel the Murong army Yu Ling's troops. Murong was also unhurried and frequently drove Murong to order.
The heavy rain in summer comes and goes quickly. When the rain slows down, Murong continues to set off on the road regardless of the muddy road. There is a small tribe in the mountains ahead of him with a size of about a thousand households. Half a month ago, Murong ordered them to select 300 soldiers to join the army and will take them away no matter what.
But when Murong arrived at this tribal village, he was stunned. The entire tribal gathering had already left the house and was missing.
"Damn it!"
This is not the first time that Murong cursed and ordered the escort to search nearby for traces of migration. However, there have been frequent heavy rains recently. Even if there are any traces, how many can it be left, it will be useless in the end.
Murong Henhen ordered the entourage to demolish all the simple houses in this tribe, and then returned to Zimengchuan with resentment.
On the way back, Murong frowned deeply. He had gradually had some speculations in his heart. It was not the first time that such a breakup happened recently. Those tribes seemed to have some tacit understanding. They would rather give up the difficult-to-management gathering than join the army. They seemed to be not afraid of being retaliated by him in the future.
Someone is dealing with him!
Murong felt even worse when he had such a guess in his heart. Although he already had this suspicion in his heart, there was no conclusive evidence. Even if he asked to sue his father, his father would only urge him to go quickly and might not pursue him to the end.
As for who is secretly hindering him, there are too many goals, or his brothers don’t want to see him continue to dominate. Or those who oppose his father’s enlistment in Capricorn hope to block his actions to destroy the matter. And even his father Murong doesn’t want him to escape from control, there are such motives and possibilities.
When he returned to Zimengchuan, it was already dark and before he could enter the camp, Murong saw his father's confidant coming to ask about the progress. He was perfunctory and felt even worse. He didn't even eat supper, so he went back to his residence and fell asleep.
Before dawn the next day, Murong had not yet got up, he heard a noise coming from the outer camp.
He stood up and walked out in armor. When he saw many soldiers making noises, he was even more upset. He called Murong Biao, who was in charge of military law bans, scolded him, and then asked the reason. Murong Biao replied aggrievedly because the cooking in the camp was interrupted, and the soldiers were clamoring.
"The food is out of stock?"
When Murong heard this, he was already angry and led a hundred soldiers to the military supplies camp.
When he arrived here, Murong Xian saw hundreds of soldiers escorting a dozen convoys full of food and supplies leaving happily. He frowned and stood outside the camp gate and asked the military officer to call him here. He shook his whip and shouted angrily: "Why are the military officers in my camp not enough? Quickly count and make up for it!"
The military officer was a descendant of a Jin family. Such common affairs that required actuarial responsibilities were mostly played by Jin people in the Murong tribe. The Murong tribe was a tribe of the Murong tribe, and they were of considerable courage but lacked the talent of this kind.
Seeing the prince's face angry, the military officer looked even more frightened and said tremblingly: "The living food in the camp is gradually scarce, and just now, five hundred hu of hu were taken from the Ping Liao camp, and the remaining number is less than a hundred hu..."
"Pingliao Camp?"
When Murong heard this answer, he became even more angry. He asked someone to tie the military officer to the ground, and he led his troops directly into the baggage camp. All he saw was empty warehouses. Of course, it was not without grain storage, but the warehouses that stored the grain and grass were locked with big locks, which were specially stored as resources for his father, the Prince of Yan's personal army. Murong naturally did not dare to move without any action.
"Go to Pingliao Camp!"
After walking through the empty warehouse, Murong beat the military officer to vent his anger, and then waved his hand and shouted.
The so-called Pingliao Camp is the camp of Murong's brother Murong Ba. At the beginning of the year, Murong Ba's vanguard arrived first, and many of them were won. Later, Murong accepted the title of King of Yan by Jie Kingdom, so he named this young son General Pingliao and used his elite soldiers as his troops.
This incident made Murong quite angry. At the beginning of the year, the tribes were divided into two groups, one to attack Lingzhi, and the other to attack Murong Ren. Murong's son had to stay in Dajicheng because of this storm, because he had received almost no benefits.
Later, Murong Ba obtained the general name, which made Murong very unhappy: "The Liao border is my family garden, and the prince pacified Liao, which Liao he wants to pacify!"
Chapter completed!