The road to bringing people back to Yucheng was long. Even if the agreement was signed, Chen Jian still did not dare to be careless.

It took three or five days to transport people to the south bank of the Great River. There were few cities and wastelands everywhere, and there were large rivers to block them. Even if the Dongyi tribes violated the alliance and attacked them, it was difficult for them to gather enough power, and they could not break through the naval army in Xiacheng.

More than 3,000 soldiers, ten thousand relatives rescued, and some slaves who surrendered, a team of nearly 20,000 people marched along the river to the west. Cattle and sheep followed the team in the middle, and ships followed along the river to replenish supplies.

Many old and weak and injured stayed in Xinhua City. Even so, the distance they traveled every day was limited, and it took a month to travel a thousand miles.

It was mid-September, and the people who stayed in Xinhua City continued to build houses, and both Wan and her children were staying in Xinhua City.

She continued to cook her own rice, and now she finally knew how much water to put in the iron pot would no longer be as stiff as the corn was.

This winter, the rationing system is to be implemented, but in her opinion, these systems that are not very clear are no different from before. They still want to eat as much as they want to eat. If the corn rationed is enough to eat enough, then what is the difference between the system? For the former slaves, eating full is a difficult satisfaction and the simplest happiness.

Before the army returned to Yucheng, the man who was bitten by her gave her a copper coin. The rest of the people who scolded her for not resisting and thanked her master left behind two pairs of large but somewhat broken wool felt boots, which were carefully put away by her and put them comfortably after the reduction.

The corn rationed was because she had to cook for many people. In addition to cooking, she could also do something else, such as weaving some things with bamboo skin, which could be exchanged for copper coins, and copper coins could be bought.

There are very few things to buy now, but she heard from those who have been familiar with each other for several months that she could buy anything in Yucheng copper coins, and it would be the same here in spring.

So she carefully put away the copper coin given by others, and exchanged the bamboo coin that Ji Xia encouraged people to woven before leaving for the copper coin, as if she wanted to build a new workshop.

Wan didn't know what a magical thing the workshop was, but she thought that if she had the chance to see those who brought her here again in the future, she could buy some wine and meat to invite them to eat together. If she had more, she might buy a few pairs of wool felt boots to return them to those people.

The simple dream supported her fingers not to fear the sharp bamboo strips, and also satisfied her. She gradually learned to pray with her ancestors and heaven and earth instead of being grateful to the sky.

As the days passed, she gradually dared to talk to people and began to talk to the people of Xiacheng who were left behind.

And in October, the bowl learned to smile for the first time.

That day, a man from Xiacheng accidentally said that those who left had probably returned to Yucheng. What Wan thought of was the people who saved her and came here finally returned to the home they were looking forward to.

Two months ago, she really didn't understand what home was, nor did she understand why those tough guys who were never ruthless in killing people talked about work while eating. In her opinion, working is very hard, and why are there still people who like it.

Now she probably understands that working is not hard, but the hard work is that you work for others as a slave.

Thinking that the things that people were looking forward to had come true now, I naturally laughed. Although it was very far away, I felt the wool felt boots on my feet and the copper coins in my arms, and it seemed like I had traveled thousands of miles away.

"May ancestors protect each of you. May the feathered arrows avoid your bodies, and may the disease escape from your bodies."

Smiling, silently praying, not in the name of the sky.

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While the Wan was giggling, the people had indeed arrived at the land of the Dahe tribes, but they had not reached Yucheng yet. Instead, they turned to Sucheng when they were approaching Yucheng.

Sleeping in the open all the way can be regarded as a scene that reveals the story of Dongyi.

Chen Jian asked someone to record this time in writing the story of the Dongyi Book. However, what guided them was not God's guidance, but the belief that they were eager to return.

The simple text records do not have much legendary colors. The Dongyi people neither dreamed of any omen nor killed all men. Only women were left. The Dongyi person who led his relatives to leave was not picked up by the daughter of the Dongyi leader. When they encountered a big river blocking, there was no big river cracking and waves revealing a smooth road.

No one was dissatisfied with the difficulty of the journey to show the far-reaching gaze of the person who led them away from Dongyi, and the march was extremely smooth, and they helped each other and never left each other.

Chen Jian was not allowed to have any mythological colors to prove that his rights were given by the Heavenly Master. The person who wrote the record faithfully recorded the reason for leaving Dongyi.

It is true that the Dongyi city on the south bank of the Great River is not afraid to leave behind closed doors, but that the celestial phenomena do not dare to leave because of war. The envoys from Xiacheng came first to warn the blockers to attack them. When crossing the Great River, they are not breaking through the waves, but instead building boats and building boats with wood as rafts.

If a person is blocked, he will kill people; if the earth is blocked, he will destroy the earth; if the sky is blocked, he will open the sky. That's all, why do you need a god?

When I returned from the south bank of the Great River to the north bank and gradually approached Sucheng, the story of the East Yi that did not have a mythological color, which was the end of the story of the man who conquered the heavens, was even more difficult to fight with others.

Su Yue had already returned in September and plundered more than 10,000 slaves from the same clan. If it weren't for the news that Dongyi sent troops, he felt that he could plunder more slaves.

However, the merits and glory he has won are still much worse than Chen Jian, at least not as legendary as that.

As far away as the conquest, he heard the rumor that Ji Xia had retreated to Qiongxi.

At that time, he was confronting the cities that had abandoned the alliance. The news of the war between the Dongyi army caused chaos and unstable morale. The news suddenly shocked the morale of the tribesmen and no longer worried about their homes in the back.

At that time, Su Yue had no choice. It was not that he didn't like such a legendary story, but that he didn't like such a legendary story was not himself. But at that time, he had to promote this matter so that the soldiers could break through the city.

After the victory of the city, I thought that my two consecutive years of conquest had gained great prestige, but news came again on the way back.

"Ji Xia went deep into Dongyi and was about to break through Dongyi cities and rescue his relatives."

"Ji Xia ambushed the valley and captured three thousand light and strong men in Moucheng."

"Ji Xia defeated the three cities of Dongyi in a row and plundered 20,000 slaves..."

Such news kept coming, and those who conveyed the news were riding horses. Not only the riders in Xiacheng also had envoys from various cities. Every news made everyone in the army excited and made Su Yue very angry.

Before these news that excited the Dahe League’s tribe but annoyed him, there were three news that excited him.

First, there was a riot in the internal strife in Yucheng, followed by the Xiayu split. Some Xiacheng people brought him news, hoping that Su Yue, as the leader of the Dahe tribes, could support the Yuxia split and do their own affairs. Then, Qiongxi's clan brother brought news, saying that Qiongxi was willing to temporarily quit with Sucheng, and as long as Suyue returned, he could even give up several cities, as long as Sucheng destroyed Xiacheng first.

When the three things happened together, Su Yue was so excited that he even thought of an excuse: Xia Yu's civil turmoil, Xia Cheng must first be inside and outside, and even if the workshop riots are quelled, Xia Cheng will be greatly damaged. When the Dongyi enters the country, Xia Cheng will not send troops. This is a limited sovereignty alliance that violates the interests of the Dahe tribes than the individual interests of the city. Even if Xia Cheng cannot be destroyed, the land in Yucheng can be reclaimed and the people of Xiacheng can be moved away.

But what he didn't expect was that the workshop riot was soon quelled, and the riot workshop riots became part of Xiacheng. After the reform, the transformation from slaves to humans burst out with strong combat power not only did not cause Xiacheng to lose anything, but also caused the Xiacheng people to send troops while the internal part was split, and even scared Qiong Xi away in a few words.

Of course he didn't believe the nonsense that scared Qiong Xi away in just a few words. He even suspected that Chen Jian and Qiong Xi had achieved some ulterior motives, so he hurried back to the army.

However, the journey back to the army was like a journey to listen to legends. Every few days, new and shocking news came.

For this era, it is really a myth to cross a thousand miles to go straight to the hinterland of Dongyi and destroy the three cities in a row. No city can do it. No one can do it is a myth. The bold statement of rescuing more than ten thousand relatives to take them home even surpassed Su Yue's glory to capture more than ten thousand slaves.

Su Yue lost the excuse to attack Xiacheng and the prestige that prompted Xia Yu to split. All the fantasies he was excited about disappeared with these news.

When they returned to the city, more than a dozen leaders of the city came to Sucheng one after another, but this time it was not as praise as last year, nor did they write a four-character poem to record the martial arts of the return of the conquest. Everyone was discussing the battle of the Xiacheng army in Dongyi. It seemed that the more than 10,000 slaves that Su Yue plundered were not something worth discussing at all.

With the popularity of horses and chariots, it is easier to communicate between cities and towns, the spread of news faster, and the more frequent gatherings between leaders.

How should we deal with the relationship with Xia Cheng? How should we express our opinions on Xia Yu's split? How should we repay Ji Xia for his contribution to rescuing more than 10,000 relatives?

These questions have surpassed how Su Yue's more than 10,000 slaves were distributed, how to sacrifice ancestors to show their martial arts, etc.

Su Yue was also having a headache. There had never been a precedent before. No city could defeat the army led by the barbarian leaders around him by the power of a city, unless this person was also the leader of the tribe.

If it were Su Yue himself, this would not be a problem. He would reward his tribe, worship his ancestors, accept congratulations, and express his merits to the heavens. The cities and towns surrender to the alliance and swear to follow. But the problem is that Chen Jian's position is very embarrassing. He was not the leader of the alliance of various tribes, but did what the leader did not do. This is without precedent.

Difficult things have to be faced. With the advent of October, more and more Xiacheng envoys are commuting to convey the news, and many things are at the moment when they have to face them.

In mid-October, several fast horses arrived in Sucheng.

"Ji Xia led more than 10,000 relatives to return home, and there will be six or seven days left. I slept in the open all the way, and the relatives are looking forward to having a hot meal."

The messenger took out a piece of cloth from his arms, with some numbers written on it, and covered with Chen Jian's seal and said, "Ji Xia hopes to buy some corn, cattle and sheep, and ask the relatives of Sucheng to make meals and slaughter them. The money spent is coming out of Xiacheng, but it is not easy to carry it. It is based on cloth and silk and will be returned at the end of the month."

Several leaders hurriedly said, "Xiacheng worked hard, rescued relatives from water and fire, and made food and slaughtered the relatives' affairs, so how could it be purchased? If it weren't for Xiacheng, I wonder how many cities there were destroyed, what would it be worth to just take out some corn, cattle and sheep?"

"Please tell Ji Xia that when Ji Xia's army arrives, there will be food, wine and meat."

The envoy bowed to thank him and set the date of return of the army, saying that Ji Xia would come to worship his ancestors to inform him of his rescuing his relatives before returning to Yucheng.

The leaders here could not refuse, and they all agreed, and truly praised Xia Cheng's actions, and the messenger left.
Chapter completed!