More than ten years ago, the clan learned that a disciple of the Shanmen came out of the mountain and was carrying the secret treasure "Wu'an Jun's Art of War" left by his ancestors, so he traveled thousands of miles to get it.
Who would have expected that Feng Mingwen, despite his young age, would be worthy of the title of the Ghost King who was ruthless and far-sighted.
Not only did he survive the desperate situation amidst the careful arrangements of his tribe, he even took the opportunity to kill his tribe and the warriors they had carefully trained.
(Note: Chapter 0710 Xianbei Jingqi)
That battle not only caused heavy losses to the clan and greatly damaged their vitality, but even more than half of the clan's arrangements in Xianbei in the west were destroyed.
Of course, within a few years, all the Xianbei in the west were wiped out, and the remaining arrangements disappeared.
I can only say that he is worthy of being someone who came from Shanmen, and he is indeed an extraordinary person.
Now it seems that it may have been that calculation that completely annoyed this person.
That time, not only did he not kill all the captured tribesmen, but he deliberately left ten people behind and brought back the clothes of the elders of the tribe.
This is a demonstration!
This person was telling the tribe that he had noticed the existence of the tribe on the grassland.
From then on, he began to massacre the Xianbei people crazily.
It seems that he will not stop until all the Xianbei people are killed.
To outsiders, they only thought that this person was opening a pasture to sell wool. In fact, this move was exactly the old wisdom of the ancestors of the Han family: build the plank road openly and cross the Chencang secretly.
After all the barbarians on the grassland were slaughtered, the tribesmen naturally had no place to live.
The method is extremely crude, but I have to admit that it is simple and effective.
This person has such a harsh temperament that he will retaliate. It can be seen that these ancient mountain sects really do not regard the world as human beings, but regard the world as a plaything.
And judging from what this person has done over the years, he will definitely not let go of his Han family.
Not to mention that there is the Nanhan clan (Han Long) around this person who is helping him do evil.
Therefore, no matter whether it is public or private, we cannot just sit back and ignore this matter.
The deacon in black was heard calmly saying to Tuoba Liwei:
"Kehan gathered all the tribes with faith, and the leaders of all the tribes were willing to die for Kehan. It was because they believed that Kehan could provide them with shelter when there was trouble in the future, so they came to join them regardless of the distance, and thus today's development was achieved.
The prosperity of the Ba clan."
"Now Kehan and Nanxia Sima Yi have made an alliance with each other. If he refuses to save him in the face of death, he will break his trust. If he has no trust, he will destroy the foundation of the Tuoba clan."
"So, how will Kehan win the trust of the tribes in the future? Who on the grassland will dare to rely on him?"
Tuoba Li slightly nodded after hearing the words: "What you say makes sense, what you say makes sense!"
As he spoke, he stood up, lifted the curtain, walked outside the tent, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, then stood up straight, looked up at the sky, spread his hands, and let the snow in his hands flutter.
Splattered on the ground.
"The latest white disaster was six days ago," Tuoba Li dug his toes under the snow with a little force and continued, "But I have already felt the voice of the gods, and spring is coming soon."
The black-clothed deacon who followed him out of the tent did not express doubts about Tuoba Li's words and deeds, but instead showed a slight respect and said:
"This year's white disasters are much less than in previous years, and our people have suffered less. This is God's reminder and protection."
Tuoba Li nodded slightly: "Yes, that's exactly it."
From the time he can remember, people have been telling him in his ears that he is the son of the goddess of heaven, and that the god has appointed him to lead the Tuoba clan to prosperity.
And his descendants will be emperors for generations to come.
To this day, Tuoba Liwei is convinced of this.
If not, where will the descendants of those who are as powerful as sandalwood and stone locust be?
Where is Kebineng after Tanshihuai?
Where is Xianbei in the west?
Only Suotou, who once had no foothold and protected the Wu Luhui tribe, has become the largest tribe on the grassland.
And Tuoba Xianbei, with Suo Tou as the core, has become the largest force on the grassland.
God has been protecting the Tuoba family, and Goddess has been watching over her descendants.
With the blessing of the gods and goddesses, we will definitely be able to defeat Han this time.
At that time, the Tuoba clan can confidently take over Liaodong with all their strength.
With the support from Liaodong, even if there is a stable supply of food and clothing, why should Tuoba Xianbei not be happy?
Thinking of this, Tuoba Liwei, who was in a state of fantasy and couldn't even tell whether it was fantasy or reality, had a strange smile on his face.
I don’t know whether Tuoba Liwei really heard the voice of the gods, or because he had lived on the grassland for more than seventy years and instinctively understood the climate changes in the grassland.
Anyway, it sure didn’t snow again in the grassland for the next ten days or so.
The snow on the grass has also become thinner quietly.
Even in some places, the bottom iceberg has been faintly exposed.
When you step on it, there is a "click, click, click" sound, which is the sound of Bing Ling Zi being stepped on.
"I knew that God has been blessing us, Da Xianbei!"
Tuoba Liwei stretched out his hands toward the sky and shouted.
With the sun hitting his body and feeling the long-lost warmth, Tuoba Li took a deep breath, then turned around suddenly and shouted:
"Go and call Ah Chuo over."
Tuoba Liwei's third son, Tuoba Chuo, learned that Kehan was going to summon him and rushed over quickly:
"Sir, do you have something to tell the child?"
Tuoba Li nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:
"Yes. Our ally, Sima Yi, the Lord of Hebei, is being attacked by Han and needs our support."
"I have picked out the best horses and half of the warriors in the clan. You will take them south to support Hebei."
When they think about the fact that the Han Dynasty, who wants to prevent them from supporting Hebei, is fighting fiercely with Sima Yi in Hebei, they will find that the great Xianbei elite cavalry suddenly appeared on the battlefield under the blessing of the gods.
Thinking of this, Tuoba Liwei suddenly felt very interesting.
I wonder what the so-called God Feng Wen's expression would look like when he learned that all his hard work was in vain?
Looking at the adult whose mental state was not quite right, Tuoba Chuo couldn't help but look worried.
It was different from Tuoba Xilu who wanted to fight against Tuoba Desert Khan and compete for the right to inherit.
Tuoba Chuo is quite wise.
He knew that the adult's spirit had not been normal in the past few years.
I don’t know if you are already too old - you are seventy or two years old. Not to mention on the grassland, even in Southern Xia, you are already in your seventies.
So I may have become a little confused.
At least in the matter of the eldest brother (i.e. Tuoba Desert Khan), your Excellency acted a little ill-considered - or rather confused.
He only allowed the second brother (Tuoba Xulu) to fight with the eldest brother, but actually allowed the second brother to send people to hunt down the eldest brother.
There is a saying in Southern Xia: Whoever creates the figurines has no descendants?
If the second brother is really allowed to become Da Kehan with this method, how can he convince the adults of each tribe? I'm afraid that the races will be separated again.
At this time, Tuoba Chuo heard Tuoba Liwei's instructions and hesitated for a moment. He did not directly agree, but carefully reminded:
"Sir, it's just the beginning of spring, the snow has not yet completely melted, and the horses have just survived the winter. They have lost weight seriously and have weak horsepower. Is it too risky to send out troops in a hurry?"
Tuoba Liwei looked a little out of sorts, but what he said at this time was in order:
"You have to start when there is still snow, otherwise when all the snow turns to water, the ground will become muddy and the horses will not be able to run."
"Can a cavalryman still be called a cavalryman if his horse cannot run?"
"As for the weak horses, go to Nanxia and ask for fodder and black beans to keep them fat. They asked us to come and support them. They should provide us with food for our horses and people."
"Otherwise, when the grass grows on the grassland, the horses will become diarrhea after eating it, and then there will be no way to send troops."
In the winter, horses eat only hay. If they suddenly switch to eating fresh grass in spring, they will start to have loose stools, and the fat loss will become more serious.
Only after the horse has adapted to eating fresh grass for a period of time will it gradually gain weight again.
If you don't set out before spring starts, but wait until the horses get used to the fresh grass before setting off, you will have to wait until at least late spring.
Feng Wenshen, Feng Wenshen, chose to send troops to Hebei in the last month of winter, and it was indeed not without reason.
It happened to be stuck at the most inconvenient time for the Prairie Warriors to go into battle.
But he certainly didn't expect that this winter would be much warmer than previous years.
He would never have thought that the elite cavalry of Da Xianbei would set off early and arrive at the battlefield in Hebei.
"Don't worry, the horses picked out this time are all the best and strongest war horses in the clan. When you get to the Nanxia Pass, ask the people of Nanxia to provide refined grain to feed the horses. They dare not deny it."
"With the refined food provided by the Southern Xia people, our war horses can continue fighting without having to go to the grassland for more than a month."
Tuoba Chuo listened and finally agreed, but still asked one more question with some worry:
"But sir, what if the Southern Xia people are not willing to provide us with refined grains?"
"Then let them face the Han army alone!" Tuoba Li sneered slightly, "If the war horse can't run, is it still called a fine horse?"
"Or are they planning to make us dismount and fight? A warrior on the grassland cannot leave his horse, just like an eagle cannot leave the sky."
"My child understands."
Soon, Da Kehan's horn calling for warriors sounded on Tuoba Xianbei's territory.
"Go south, go south!"
"Nan Xia has prepared your food for you to eat and drink to your heart's content!"
The entire Tuoba Xianbei began to boil.
The Xianbei people, who had not had enough to eat all winter, had greed in their eyes. They urgently needed food to fill their stomachs and feel the fullness in their bellies.
Driven by hunger, they shouted and cheered, eager to go south.
The 30,000 Xianbei elite cavalry who had been prepared in advance were quickly gathered, and under the leadership of Tuoba Chuo, they set off toward the south in a mighty manner.
Tuoba Liwei saw him off personally, and every Xianbei warrior who passed by Da Kehan would subconsciously puff up his chest.
Leading Tuoba Xianbei to the largest tribe in the grassland made Tuoba Liwei recognized by most of the warriors.
The legend of the Son of the Goddess cast a mysterious color on Tuoba Liwei, causing many people in Tuoba Xianbei to turn this recognition into blind worship.
So Tuoba Li gave a slight order, asking them to go into battle before the snow had completely melted. They did not resist, but actively prepared their horses and followed the order to go south.
It seems that they really thought that the people of Nanxia would prepare food long ago to welcome their arrival, as Da Kehan said.
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"Get ready to go!"
Just as the warriors of Tuoba Xianbei set out to the south, full of desire and hope, General Zhendong, who had rested for more than 20 days in a wintering place without Luhui tribe, also crushed the exposed ice with his foot.
Son, ordered.
At the same time, he ordered Dou Bin, who came to listen to the order:
"Go and gather all the young men in the tribe. One of your two sons will go with the army, and the other will stay in the tribe. Leave a month's worth of food for the old and the weak, and take all the rest of the food with you."
When Dou Bin heard this, he was shocked and turned pale. Regardless of the remaining snow on the ground, he quickly knelt on the ground and begged:
"Honored general, if you only leave one month's rations, then it is like killing them all. We have no Luhui tribe that will always be loyal to the Han Dynasty. I beg you to let them live."
General Zhendong looked at Dou Bin, who was lying on the ground, and Dou Suhou, Dou Huiti's brother, who was stunned and at a loss, and smiled calmly:
"Don't worry, the Han Dynasty will not mistreat the tribes who serve the Han Dynasty. This is the case in Nanzhong, the same is true in Liangzhou, and the same is true in the grassland."
"The big man will only punish those rebellious people who do not obey the king's orders."
When Dou Bin, who was lying on the ground, heard this, his lips twitched.
discipline?
You call this punishment?
I don’t know what those tribes that were slaughtered by Feng Wen Shen would think when they heard this.
Then I heard General Zhendong continue to say:
"A big man can be a strict mother or a loving father. As for whether he is a strict mother or a loving father, it all depends on the child's behavior."
When Dou Bin heard this, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Because General Zhendong is saying:
"What's more, Leader Dou is from the Fufeng Dou family. Strictly speaking, he can be regarded as a descendant of the Han Dynasty. Now that he has led his people to surrender, how can the Han Dynasty treat him badly?"
"In one month, the big man will send enough supplies. Not only will it provide enough food and clothing for your clan members who are left behind, but we will also pay you double the amount of what we have eaten and used in these days."
Hearing this, Dou Bin quickly kowtowed again: "Thank you so much, General!"
What a loving father! The big man is indeed a loving father!
General Zhendong glanced at Dou Suhou, brother Dou Huiti, who was still standing:
"I will also send you part of the rewards promised to you. The tickets in your hands can be cashed in."
This time, the two finally came to their senses, and hurriedly accompanied their masters to crawl on the ground, and said loudly in surprise:
"Thank you, General!"
Isn't selling so many heads a reward from a loving father?
"Okay, let's get ready. We will break camp and set off immediately in three days."
"Here!"
Before Dou Bin left the Han army's camp, the whine of red deer sounded in his ears one after another.
The blade cut into the deer's neck, first a layer of skin was easily cut open, and then there was the sound of tearing flesh and blood.
The red deer's eyes were full of fear and despair, and it used all its strength to let out a shrill cry. The sound echoed over the camp, making people's hearts tremble.
As the butcher's knife penetrated deeper, blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the butcher's hands and the butcher's knife, as well as the surrounding ground red.
The deer's body gradually lost strength in the violent trembling, and finally fell to the ground, leaving only a pool of blood and a still beating heart.
The soldier who was also a butcher did not stop what he was doing and continued to cut open the deer's belly with a butcher's knife and take out the internal organs.
Every cut seemed so skillful and decisive. His hands were moving through the blood and internal organs, but his movements were unusually steady and fast.
The snow will melt and the deer cart will no longer be of much use.
These red deer pulling the cart also began to perform their last mission of the trip:
Provide meat to the soldiers so that they can have a hearty meal.
The remainder will be made into preserved meat and used as military rations.
While the weather hasn't completely warmed up yet, these dried meats can be stored for a few more days.
Seeing the Han army killing deer wantonly, Dou Bin couldn't help but gulped.
When they were short of food during the winter, the tribe would kill livestock to satisfy their hunger.
But in general, people on the grasslands still value their livestock.
Livestock will not be killed in such large numbers until the last moment.
And this Han general, when he gave the order, he killed them all, and the deer he killed were the deer that had dragged them here in the winter.
Seeing the complicated look in Dou Bin's eyes, Dou Pin, who was sending him out of the camp, patted his shoulder and said:
"Liyan, I think your tribe's name needs to be changed."
"What?" Dou Bin was immersed in complicated emotions and did not react for a moment, "Why do you want to change it?"
"There is no deer returning to the ministry, there is no deer returning to the ministry, this is really not a deer returning at all!"
Dou Pin sighed a little, and then suggested, "How about changing it to the Kaigui Department and returning in triumph?"