From Chief to Ball

This sentence was equivalent to not saying, and kicked the ball to Chen Jian again, letting Chen Jian make a decision.

It can also be seen from E Yue's message that he is not worried about the number of those Xirong people. The two cities will send troops together, plus the people from the Acropolis, victory can still be guaranteed.

There will be benefits if you win, and the Acropolis will bow its head between the two cities in the future.

But no one can guarantee victory in a war. As a leader, he has to consider the possibility of defeat.Besides, the Acropolis was too far away after all, the threat from Xirong would not be able to affect E City for the time being, and there was Xia City blocking it.

Chen Jian sent another message to E Yue, this time he did not directly mention the expedition, but said: "The corn planted in E City is not yet harvest time, but the wheat in Xia City has already turned yellow. .Can you send some slaves to help Xiacheng harvest wheat? For each slave, Xiacheng will give Echeng a certain amount of wheat or bronze farm tools, and you can even exchange them with carts and plowshares.”

After getting the message, E Yue felt that Chen Jian probably didn't want to send troops, so he didn't say it directly, but the message couldn't be more obvious.

He had never seen this form of employment before, and sometimes the slaves would be idle when there was no farm work. This year, E City was just preparing to plant wheat, and the number was not large. At this time, a large number of slaves were indeed idle.

Hearing that some new tools of Xiacheng could be exchanged, the people of Echeng were very happy and sent out their own slaves one after another. Eyue also allocated a group of slaves from the public property, a total of more than 500 people.

The food for the slaves was of course provided by Xiacheng, and Chen Jian also sent people to meet them along the way. They traveled more than 300 miles for eight days, and after the count was clear, they were assigned to the fields and began to rush to harvest.

The busy Xiacheng seemed to have forgotten about Wei Xi and the others. Except for the food and herbs that were brought every day, Wei Xi was still weak and unconscious, and those who went with him were helpless.

I couldn't find anyone to see Chen Jian, either in the Xinjun barracks, or in the conference hall to discuss important matters.Those who went to E City also brought back news that whether E Yue sent troops depends on Chen Jian.

"It seems that Jixia is not going to send troops anymore, let's go back! My parents, wife and children are still in the city, even if I die, I will die with them."

"That's right, it's better than watching them get killed here!"

"Go, go back tomorrow!"

Looking at the impatient crowd, Yuan snorted and said, "What's the use of going back? It's nothing more than death. Even if a man is going to die, he must die in a big event."

"You, a cowherd, know what is a big deal? I didn't know what you said to Wei Xi at the beginning, but he agreed with you to come along. You don't even have a last name. What are you?"

"That's right, I think you were afraid of death in the city, so you found an excuse to escape. You are not a relative of Wei, so what can you do?"

"If you want me to say, let's wait until Xia Cheng finishes harvesting the wheat, and then see what Jixia will do. Didn't he say to give us an answer after harvesting the wheat?"

Hearing these insulting words, Yuan felt dark in his heart. It is true that his surname is not Wei, but what do you relatives with the surname Wei come up with?When Jixia asked that day, everyone begged Jixia to send troops impetuously. If it wasn't for me, would Jixia know the situation inside and outside the city so quickly?

Yuan said that men are going to die, and they have to die in major events. Originally, he wanted to take these people to force Chen Jian, at worst, force Chen Jianmeng to swear to send troops by splashing five steps of blood.

If Chen Jian felt humiliated, he could have died to apologize, but the thank you was for insulting the leader, but the oath had to be kept.

Compared with going back to the city to die for nothing, this is the right way to die, and this is the way to do great things.

However, before he finished speaking, he was ridiculed like this, and he felt a sense of arrogance for no reason.

This method requires you, I, Yuan, if you only rely on yourself to let Jixia send troops, then even the leader of Weihe will thank me!You are relatives with the surname Wei, so what's so special about you?

The group of people continued to discuss what seemed ridiculous to Yuan, and he walked out of the room by himself, clenching his fists.

A few days later, when the people of Xiacheng returned to the city after a busy day, they saw Yuan sitting alone at the gate of the city, knocking on the stones and singing to the beat. People, listening to him singing with a smile.

"Grasshoppers chirp and sing, men and women gather together to harvest wheat. The stacks of wheat are tall and golden, and everyone laughs happily. It's a good harvest year, why are you unhappy?"

"Grasshoppers are jumping and jumping, and wheat grains are piled up in the barn. Everyone is singing and dancing, but I am the only one who is sad. I don't see anyone I miss, how can I be happy?"

"The grains of wheat are golden and plump, just like my woman. I am haunted by worries and thoughts, and the depression and longing are hard to get rid of. I haven't seen the person I miss, how can I be happy?"

"In the wilderness on the outskirts of the Acropolis, there are criss-crossing sieges. Xirong is besieged thousands of times, but his wife and children are still in the city. That is the person I miss. Why are you so happy?"

"When we first met, the millet seedlings were green and early in the summer, men and women embraced each other in the field, playing and laughing lightly. That is the person I miss, and I will never forget it."

"Now that the Acropolis is under siege, it's the beginning of Qingqing Xia again. The female guard and the male Xia don't see each other. After hundreds of miles, I feel worried. I want to go back to the Acropolis and die with her."

"Xi Rong is cruel and terrifying. Am I not afraid? It's not that I am not afraid, but I have an oath with her, we will be together even if we die, how can we forget it?"

The desolate singing is accompanied by the stone in Yuan's hands, with a clear rhythm, and it is done in one go. From irrelevant grasshoppers to wheat to unhappy thoughts, it fits the form of Xiacheng folk songs.

At the beginning, the people who listened were still smiling. When they heard Yuan’s hoarse voice at the end, many people were also depressed. From Yuan’s point of view, if they encountered such a thing, it might be the same as his choice. Bar?

Xiacheng has never had a poignant love. When the people in Xiacheng heard the poignant beauty for the first time, some women couldn't help feeling sad.

"You must like her very much, that's why you swear to your ancestors that you will die together with her."

People praised such stories, but Yuan smiled wryly and said, "She and I did not swear blood to our ancestors, but must the oath be spoken out? Isn't it considered an oath if you don't tell it? Just like your parents, you didn't swear The ancestors made oaths, but you still have to honor them and support them, this is also a kind of oath."

"Xiacheng and Weicheng didn't swear blood to their ancestors, but we spoke the same words, used the same chopsticks, and sang the same songs. If non-my race killed our people, of course we have to kill them back; My younger brother is insulted and scolded by outsiders. Shouldn’t the elder brother be beaten back? Do elder brothers and younger brothers still have to make oaths? This is the same as having to provide for parents, life and death between men and women, it’s an oath that doesn’t need to be spoken.”

The clansmen didn't realize the previous foreshadowing, but because of the previous foreshadowing, this statement sounded somewhat reasonable, and it seemed to be true.

Some people have seen the various tribes in the grassland, think about them and then think about the people in Acropolis and Echeng, and you will have an intuitive impression of the closeness and distance between the Yidi and the tribe.

More people just feel sorry for the sad and beautiful stories sung by Yuan, but they also think, if the person who sings is a grassland tribe, will they feel uncomfortable?After thinking about it, I don't think so, at least I can't understand it. It's like killing pigs and cattle. If pigs and cattle can speak Xia Cheng's language, it may be difficult to do so.

As for supporting their parents, the clansmen also thought about it, and it seems that they really didn't swear to their mothers to raise them; they had to support their mothers.This does not require an oath, but everyone will do it, so is what Yuan said really makes sense?

Perhaps, Xia Cheng is really the elder brother, so he should really help the people in Weicheng?Women think so.

In war, you have to listen to Jixia. If Jixia says to fight, then fight. Anyway, Xiacheng is better if you fight. But if Jixia says no to fight, we won’t go if anyone takes us to fight. That's deadly.Men think so.

After thinking about it, I listened to some stories told by Yuan, either with tears, or with emotion, and the clansmen who lacked entertainment life went back to sleep with various thoughts.

Chen Jian soon learned of Yuan's deeds, and secretly praised Yuan in his heart, because the next day Yuan continued to sing other songs, which deeply aroused the elements of sympathy, starting from the good, smashing the good into tragedy, instead of Crying at the beginning.

The tune is not very pleasant, it's just a slang tune, and the various metaphors are also confused, but the clansman likes to listen to Yuan sing a piece every day when the work breaks in the evening.

Gradually, some women came to ask if they could help Acropolis?Didn't we all have the same ancestor?You see Yuanguai is pitiful, his women are still in the Acropolis, I heard that the Xirong people will arrest all women and lock them up in their houses to give birth to children...

Chen Jianxin said to pull it down, that is obviously a way to increase the population of the Acropolis, it is true that art comes from one's own life, and it is exactly the same as the soldiers coming to the city in a romantic country in the previous life based on the experience of one's own nation.

Although he was slandering in his heart, seeing that the winter wheat was about to be harvested, it was time to meet these people.

As soon as he showed up, Yuan rushed over and shouted, "Will Jixia send troops?"

"I'm still thinking about it."

"I have a few words to help Ji Xia think about it."

"Tell me."

"The people of Xirong are like wolves. They want to open the sheepfold to eat sheep, not to say that they only want to eat the first sheep. They are insatiable and will not be satisfied. When the sheep in Acropolis are gone, they will eat Xiacheng. You Wei If the city blocks Xirong, Xia Cheng doesn't have to worry about it."

"If you don't send troops at this time, the Xiacheng people will certainly not be killed or injured, but this is like eating poisonous mushroom soup for dinner. The poisonous mushroom soup is very delicious. If you are full for dinner, you will die in a few days. If you don't send troops, now There will be no deaths or injuries, but there will be more deaths and injuries in the future. It’s like you have a fur hat, and the fur hat is burned in summer, and you don’t feel sorry for it because you don’t need it, but your ears will get cold in winter.”

"As a person wearing silk, you can't just look in front of you."

Chapter 81 Preparation

In fact, there is no need to tell Chen Jian these words, because he understands it very well in his heart, but the people in Xiacheng may not understand it.