Chapter 1380 Rebellion (go out and thank the big brother Shan Xiong Di Ting for the reward)
As the eldest prince of Tuoba Xianbei, Tuoba Desert Khan knew the details of his family.
Tuoba Xianbei claimed to have 100,000 soldiers who could control the strings, but in reality, he only had more than 50,000 soldiers who could actually fight in battle.
As the core tribe of Tuoba Xianbei, Suo Head has more than 20,000 soldiers.
The remaining 30,000 belonged to the subordinate tribes of Tuoba Xianbei.
The remaining so-called tens of thousands of people who control strings are just old and weak.
It can be used to build momentum, or it can be used to fight a smooth battle.
But if they are allowed to fight with real swords and guns, there is absolutely no hope.
If the situation before the formation is slightly wrong, these people will easily turn around and flee. Not only will they not be able to help, but they will also become a breakthrough point for their own camp.
Although the Han army coming this time only numbered 40,000.
It seems that the Bi tribe has fewer soldiers.
But their weapons and equipment are far beyond what the Tuoba clan can compare to.
What's more important is that each of these Yi Cong Hu cavalry teams has a Han Army Sima.
And these military commanders are the actual leaders of these Yicong Huqi.
Through these days of observation, Tuoba Desert Khan discovered that these Yicon Huqi, under the leadership of military commanders, could at least initially listen to orders and know how to advance and retreat.
Although it is still far from being comparable to the real Han army, it is already incomparable to the tumultuous swarming of many subordinate tribes in Tuoba Xianbei during the war.
Sure enough, there is a difference between a flock of sheep led by wolves and a flock of sheep led by sheep.
More importantly, there was also a real Han cavalry coming this time.
I heard that all the cavalrymen of the Han army were so brave that one could equal ten, twenty, or even thirty.
Because they once single-handedly defeated Wei's 100,000-strong army.
Think about it, this large army, led by thoughtful people, quietly came to the place where Tuoba Xianbei spent the winter.
However, the tribesmen who are struggling hard during the White Disaster are unaware that a disaster greater than the White Disaster is about to come.
In the coldest season, Tuoba Desert Sweat is like a cold sweat.
Even at a certain moment, Tuoba Desert Khan was almost swallowed by endless regret.
Make him doubt whether what he is doing is right.
It made him feel that he was the culprit who destroyed Tuoba Xianbei.
It was just the cold reality that made him quickly regain his senses.
"I am not rebelling, nor am I the culprit. I am saving my people..."
Tuoba Desert Khan was mumbling to himself, seeming to be stating a fact, and also seeming to be comforting himself.
The fact is that even if he did not lead the way, the Han army would find a hiding place for the tribesmen to spend the winter under the leadership of his two uncles.
If he had not participated, all the tribesmen would have become the spoils of war for the Han army.
What greeted them was a tragic ending that was simply unimaginable.
Of course, even though I participated, my clan members were also spoils of war.
But Da Sima agreed and would allocate a pasture, so that he could take his tribe to support him and start his life there again.
Just like Kebineng's tribe.
Although Ke Bineng died, didn't his younger brother Ruoluo Aliu lead his remnants to graze in Jiuyuan?
So Tuoba Desert Khan believed in Feng Da Sima's promise.
Although grazing here is not grazing there, everyone has moved from Mobei to Monan over the years, and then wants to move from Monan into the fortress. What is the purpose?
Isn't it just to find a place where we can feed our people?
What kind of place can support the people?
The best place is the kind of place where you can both graze and farm.
Yes, farming.
The grasslands also need to cultivate land, and the people on the grasslands also need to eat food.
Find a suitable place on the grassland, scatter some seeds, and you can harvest some millet. It is also great to harvest five or six bushels per acre.
The yield per mu is a bit low, but isn’t there still tea from Southern Xia?
Otherwise, if you just eat meat and drink milk all year round, your iron-clad body will not be able to hold on.
If you can't hold on, you'll die quickly.
And often when you die, you feel like you are haunted by evil spirits, and you have to be tortured to get rid of them.
On the other hand, if you can lead your tribe to herd well, you will have enough food and clothing. Isn't this much better than struggling on the grassland?
No, isn't this the life that the tribe has been looking for?
What an eagle soaring freely, bah, if it can survive, it is called an eagle. If it cannot survive, it is called a roasted eagle!
These complicated thoughts may sound like many, but in fact they are just a few more thoughts running through my mind.
And the two brothers Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti, who were at the front of the team, were thinking faster than Tuoba Desert Khan:
"General Rong, sir, I am old and frail, and have been idle for a long time. In recent years, my two brothers have been taking care of all the affairs of the clan."
"That's right, we yearn for the great man as much as we yearn for manna after a long drought, just like a baby looking forward to seeing its parents. How can we have two minds?"
When General Zhao heard this, a faint and inexplicable smile appeared on his face:
"This is the best. Our army is here this time only for the Tuoba clan and nothing else. However, we don't want anything to happen midway. I hope the two young clan leaders can understand this."
After receiving the money, you have to do something.
Dou Suhou, Dou replied to the question and said he understood, very clearly.
Even if you don't really want to understand it at first, once you see the formation of the Han army, you can't even think about it.
In fact, the two of them had resented Tuoba Liwei for a long time.
Especially after Tuoba Liwei sent people several times to discuss the merger of Wuluhui Tribe into Tuoba Xianbei, the two of them felt deeply humiliated.
How can any master bow his head to a sheep slave and yet regard the sheep slave as a master?
If he really agreed to Tuoba Liwei's request, wouldn't he be ridiculed by others on the grassland without Lu Huibu and never be able to hold his head up?
However, Suo Tou led Tuoba Xianbei, and there were countless tribes who obeyed his orders. They were not as weak as the Luhui tribe, and they did not dare to openly fall out with them, so they could only swallow their anger.
Until one day, a caravan from Pingcheng came to the tribe, opening up a road they had never imagined:
It's embarrassing to be Tuoba's weak dog.
But there is no shame in being a Han man's dog.
Being a weak dog not only has no advantages, but also has great disadvantages.
But there seems to be no harm in being a Han Chinese dog, and there are also great benefits.
When the water returns to the mud, do you know how to cut it down?
The direct great-grandson of Mr. Tanshihuai of Daxianbei is now working as a watchdog for the Han people in Pingcheng, and his life is so fruitful.
Everyone who has been to Pingcheng knows this.
Wear silk in summer and velvet in winter, drink milk tea in the morning and drink in the evening.
The emperor of the Han Dynasty rewarded him endlessly, and I don’t know how many people envied him.
In the eyes of Xianbei people, sandalwood locust tree is an insurmountable existence.
Although Xie Gui Ni is really too weak, he is ashamed of his status as a descendant of Tan Shihuai.
But at this time, it does not prevent him from becoming some kind of signature.
This is also the reason why Feng put him in Pingcheng.
He wants all the barbarians who come to Pingcheng to trade to see clearly that if you follow the big man, the big man is willing to take you with him. That is a blessing!
If you don't believe it, just go and see Ke Bineng, who wants to be the second best person in Tanshihuai. Now the grass on the grave has been gnawed away by cattle and sheep.
Therefore, whether to choose to become a subordinate tribe of Suotou and be ridiculed by others, or to choose to rely on the Han people and enjoy the popular food and drink spicy food, for Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti, it is a question that does not need to be thought about at all.
Of course, there were still a few minor problems originally.
That was their lord, Dou Bin, who was also the lord of the Luhui tribe. He had always been friendly with Tuoba Liwei.
But now they decided to solve this small problem immediately after returning.
Anyway, it's a done deal, so they don't believe that you can still drive the Han army out of the tribe?
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Dou Bin is indeed very old.
In the past two or three years, every time winter comes, it seems to be a kind of torture for him.
On the grassland, no matter who he is, once his body collapses, the harsh living environment will make him accept the call of the gods at any time.
At this time, Dou Bin had to stay in his tent all day, wrapped in a blanket and lying on a sheepskin mat, praying that the cold would pass soon.
Fortunately, his two sons bought tea from Nanxia, which helped him relieve the stagnation pain in his body.
And the precious liquor has become a good thing that he can't live without every night.
I don’t know why, but there was an extremely noisy atmosphere outside the tent today, which was very different from the quietness of the past.
Dou Bin, who was already a bit irritable due to the pain and suffering, could no longer help but beat the ground and cursed:
"Do you think I'm dead? Who are these people making noise outside?"
Food is already scarce in winter. Unless you have no choice, don’t move if you can. Otherwise, you will get hungry easily if you move. You have to eat when you are hungry. If you eat a little more, if you can’t withstand the winter, your clan will starve to death...
Besides, the clan members all know that they need to rest quietly. In the past, even if there was any movement, they would try to avoid their tents.
What happened today?
Is anyone going to rebel?
Then as expected, someone wanted to rebel.
"grown ups!"
As soon as Dou Bin finished scolding him, his two sons went into the tent to pay their respects.
Even though Dou Bin is old and confused, he has been a tribal leader all his life. At this time, seeing his two sons coming at the same time, he felt something was wrong:
"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"
"Don't worry, sir. It's just a guest coming. It will disappear after the guests have set up camp."
"That's right, the guests brought a lot of people. The child didn't think well and actually disturbed the adults. I hope you can forgive me."
After hearing this, Dou Binxin's doubts not only did not disappear, but became even more suspicious.
How could there be guests coming on a day like this?
And listening to this voice, there are not only a few people coming, but a lot of people.
He even heard the neighing of the war horses.
"I heard that the sound was quite loud. Could it be that a distinguished guest has arrived? In that case, why don't you repay me? Help me up quickly and let me go to see the guest, so as not to lose etiquette."
Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti looked at each other and said with a dry smile:
"It's not that he is a very distinguished guest. The child has already been received. The guest also knows that the master is ill and does not want to spread the coldness to the master, so he will not meet you in the master's tent for the time being."
Seeing his son's appearance, Dou Bin was already sure that there must be something behind this matter.
He couldn't help being shocked and angry, and beat the ground again:
"Are you two going to rebel? Don't you even dare to listen to me? Help me up quickly!"
Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti lowered their heads, but their feet did not move.
"Rebellion!" Dou Bin cursed angrily and shouted outside the tent, "Come here!"
He originally wanted to call the guards outside the tent to come in.
Unexpectedly, a person came in outside the tent, but he was wearing a cloak and a hood, making his face unclear.
As soon as this person came in, he said:
"Did Leader Dou have any orders?"
When Dou Bin saw this person, he was shocked and shouted again:
"Who are you?"
He looked at his two sons again and found that his sons were still motionless, as if they had already known the identity of the visitor.
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This made his heart sink.
It seemed that his son had been prepared for it. He didn't know whether he sent away the guards outside his tent or bribed them.
On the grassland, the father kills the son, the son kills the father, the son fights with the mother, and the mother messes with the son, no matter how happy it is, and it is fair and aboveboard, there is no need to avoid people.
Many people in Southern Xia expressed envy of their real names, but they were too embarrassed to show off in public to avoid being scolded like animals, so they hid it a little.
Of course, there are also some people who do not like to be sons of men but prefer to be beasts, such as Sima Jin who can only rule the world with filial piety.
Dou Bin only said that his son could not wait to take over the position of leader of his tribe. After being frightened and angry, the expression on his face became calm.
"What do you want?"
This time, Dou Suhou finally spoke:
"Sir, this is a tribesman from the south."
"Southern? Clan members?"
Dou Bin didn't hear the answer he was thinking, and looked at the guy he didn't know in shock.
But when he saw this man taking off his hood and cloak, he then saluted Dou Bin:
"Fufeng Dou Pin, I have met the leader of Dou."
Before Dou Bin could see clearly the true appearance of the visitor, when he heard the three words "Fufeng Dou", his body actually trembled.
Dou Bin, who was already prepared to be usurped or even usurped by his own son, suddenly lost control of his mind when he heard the visitor announced his home, and he lost his voice:
"Fufeng Dou Family?!"
The visitor smiled slightly, and even in the sheep tent that was full of fishy smell, it felt like a spring breeze, and it was as if the smell had been blown away.
He is truly a gentle and gentle young man from an aristocratic family.
But I saw him saying to Dou Bin:
"Exactly."
After receiving the visitor's confirmation, Dou Bin's lips trembled, and he still asked one more question in disbelief:
"You, are you really from the Fufeng Dou family?"
"Guaranteed replacement if fake."
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Although Dou Bin was the leader of the tribe, he was breathing heavily at this time and was a little unsure of how to speak.
In the Later Han Dynasty, it was not uncommon for Hu Yi to cling to famous families in the Central Plains.
This custom can be traced back to the Xiongnu in the pre-Han Dynasty.
The Huns were fucked again and again by the big man. After being fucked until he almost lost his breath, the big man became the beacon of the civilized world.
As the Xiongnu being fucked, he considered himself the son-in-law of the Han family, or the nephew of the Han family.
It's not that I'm incompetent, but it's my elders who beat me, and it's normal that I can't beat them.
In fact, a considerable part of the Xianbei people who took over the Huns were converted from the Huns.
The habit of liking to recognize elders has naturally been inherited.
After all, I can improve my status and tell the barbarians in the north that my ancestors are noble and my bloodline is noble, unlike you barbarians.
Of course it's cool.
But when someone who is clinging to you comes to your door, it feels a bit embarrassing and guilty.
Dou Bin, who had been ill for a long time, suddenly stood up without help from anyone and saluted Dou Pin: