"Sir, do you really want to see him? He is just a lost dog now. Apart from dozens of available soldiers, there are only some old, weak, women and children left. I think we found him because his tribe had
Who would have thought that his considerable scale and personal connections could benefit our plans?
They are so vulnerable. Is such a tribe worthy of our efforts on them? And even the entire Jie tribe combined does not have much strength left. Not to mention that they have offended too many people in order to rise in recent years.
We are a grassland tribe. If nothing else, the Huns will add insult to injury."
This is a typical felt tent of the grassland people. The furnishings inside the tent are not complicated. There is a shrine painted with Xuanwu patterns, a row of weapon racks with various weapons and some odds and ends used for daily life. If you don’t look at this
Considering the size of the tent, you can't tell the difference between the owner here and the tents of ordinary grassland herdsmen just based on these furnishings.
However, the interior decoration of this tent still makes every prairie people who come here for the first time feel extremely dazzling, because there is an obviously Han-style bookshelf placed in the southwest of the tent, and it is filled with various books.
There are various kinds of books, including bamboo slips, silk, and some more fragile thread-bound books made of paper.
If you look carefully, you will find that the bamboo slips have obvious sweat stains left by the owner, shining under the reflection of the light from the roof, and the silk and paper books are very well protected.
, there is no sign of moth infestation or yellowing and brittleness due to sunlight. It is obvious that the owner not only loves to read books but is also a careful person.
However, the atmosphere in the big tent at this time did not have the slightest atmosphere of books. A young man was angrily telling an older man sitting on the main seat in the big tent. But this young man's words obviously did not sound like a book.
Not being pleased by the other party, although the young man danced with excitement, all he got in exchange was
There was a boring yawn from the other party. At the same time, a young man standing next to the middle-aged man in the chair who looked slightly older than the young man who was making an impassioned speech was looking at the man with a mouth full of saliva with a mocking look on his face.
The splashing young man obviously felt that the other party's series of performances seemed as ridiculous as a clown.
If you observe carefully, you will find that the looks of these three people have many similarities. Obviously there should be some kind of kinship between them. Perhaps because of this, although the middle-aged man in the main position is very concerned about the young man opposite him.
Although he was not interested, he did not stop the other party from finishing his speech. Although the young man beside him showed a mocking expression, he still stood there respectfully.
"Okay, Morigen, when it comes to archery skills, you and I couldn't match you a few years ago. But how do you deal with things within the tribe and prevent the tribe from competing with other tribes?"
You suffered a lot during the relationship and now you are far inferior to your eldest brother.
Hu Richa. Do you know why? Because you can only see the prey in front of you and cannot see the treasure or trap behind the prey. If your father and I could only draw the bow and shoot at you like this, our tribe would have been destroyed long ago.
Be the nourishment for others to grow.”
The middle-aged man glanced at his youngest son and shook his head helplessly.
Because of the harsh living environment in the grassland, men in the grassland not only have to face the harsh climate and terrifying beasts, but they also need to work hard to reproduce to ensure that enough newborns are born, so that they can hope not to die in this harsh environment.
Died young.
It is precisely because of this that the average life span of men in the prairie peoples is not very high. Therefore, the prairie peoples who survived the fittest have formed their own unique customs, including marriage laws that are contrary to ethics in the eyes of the Han people and completely different from those in the Central Plains.
The regional primogeniture system of "youngest son inheritance" is to worry about the possibility of accidents if the tribe leader fails to lead the tribe for a long time, and also to encourage older sons who do not have the right to inherit to lead the tribes provided by the tribe themselves.
Create a new legacy.
Of course, this is also because surviving on the grassland requires more force than brains. As for the experience possessed by the elders, as long as there are a few elders in the tribe, they can pass on the experience. Therefore, for the chiefs of the grassland tribes, the most important thing is to
The most important thing is to have a pioneering and enterprising heart that is not afraid of difficulties, so that the tribe can survive in a difficult and difficult environment.
However, with the emergence of large grassland tribal alliances such as the Xiongnu, Wuwan and Xianbei, their rulers no longer need to take the lead in the front line like the leaders of small tribes. Instead, what they need more at this time is to deal with the conflicts between the tribes.
The wisdom and experience of relationships and the wisdom of always being on guard, both within and outside the tribe.
In addition, because they do not have to bear excessive physical labor and relatively good medical care, these leaders can still be qualified for their positions even at a very old age, so the original "youngest son" inherits
"System" no longer adapts to today's new social system.
The youngest son Mo Rigen and the eldest son Hu Richa are such a typical pair of conflicting people. Although the eldest son cannot be said to be very smart, he has accumulated a wealth of experience by following his father all year round. The younger son
They look like a typical prairie nation, young, energetic and pragmatic.
"Okay, Morigen, stand by my side and see how I handle this matter. No matter what, you are my son after all and one of the most important members of the tribe. There is no harm in watching more.
.Remember, you have to use your heart and mind to see everything I do, and understand it with your heart. Even if you don’t understand right or wrong now, you will understand one day. Do you understand?"
The young man, no, Mo Rigen bowed respectfully to his father and then stood next to his father and faced his brother. Although he seemed very excited and opposed his father's decision just now, that was just admiration.
Father's boy wants to show off in front of his father, of course if he can
It is a sign of great joy to receive praise from his father. Morigen admires his father the most. He is a figure who is praised by all the tribes in the grassland for his martial arts and wisdom and stands at the pinnacle of the Xianbei power structure.
, so Morigen did not have any dissatisfaction with his father's request.
"Hu Richa, go and call him in. It's time for me to have a good talk with him... Speaking of which, he has also fought against the Han man. He should know the details of the Han man. I hope that little guy
Just don’t let me down..."
The middle-aged man gave instructions to his eldest son Hu Richa, but the second half of his words were spoken so quietly that Morigen, who was standing next to him, tried very hard to listen but did not hear a single word.
"Your Highness Ke Zui, the commander of the tribes in central Xianbei, the commander in charge of all life and death, the eagle soaring in the sky, and the wise man on the grassland, I am honored to be received by you. My tribe and I will help you.
Thank you very much."
The person who came to see him kept his posture very low, like a groveling slave. However, apart from the humility in words, the only thing that seemed a bit humble about him was his deeply lowered gray head. And his
But the waist is as straight as the green pines on the cliff, proud and tenacious. The old hands are brewing with explosive power.
"Okay, Shi Le, don't perform that trick in front of me. We all know what kind of people you and I are. Although we usually like to beat around the bush, now we use it completely between you and me.
It’s not here yet.”
It turns out that what Ke wants to see most is Shi Le, the former opposition leader of the Jie tribe who has secretly led his tribe to disappear for several months. A man who hates the Xianbei Communist Party leader Helian's policy of preferring resources to other ethnic groups in the grassland instead of his own tribe.
The leader of the tribe is now so cordially receiving the leader of a small Jie tribe whose strength has been nearly destroyed. This kind of thing seems to reveal a strong sense of weirdness, especially since Shi Le's current identity is still a fantasy.
An avenger seeking revenge.
Coincidentally, just when Ke Zui met Shi Le, the leader of the exiled opposition party from the Jie tribe, the Xianbei leader Shanyu Helian, who was in Danhan Mountain, also welcomed an envoy from the Jie tribe - from
He Le, the emissary of the ruling party.
"Haha, it turns out that you are the Mingchuan Jie clan. Even I, a Xianbei person, have heard about your reputation as a talented shaman. Being able to see your grace, even I, the king of Xianbei, feel that you are worthy of your reputation.
How proud."
Compared with Ke Zui, who was sitting in the main seat, He Lian, who left his seat to greet He Le as soon as he entered the door, was obviously more cordial. This also made He Le, who had not seen much of the world, feel a little flattered. Not to mention that He Le had not seen much of the world.
He Lian, who sat as the co-leader of Xianbei, was once one of the few masters in Xianbei. He had a unique majesty about him that impressed the leaders of the small tribes.
"The despicable people are really frightened when they see the king of all the tribes in the grassland, the red sun that never sets, the goshawk that never falls, and the leader of all Xianbei tribes, the Shanyu. I hope that the Shanyu will not think that he is superficial.
Your ears and eyes have been defiled."
"Haha, how is this possible? Hele, Lian and I appreciate your ability very much. Come on, leave the stagnant water of the Jie tribe and come to me. As long as you are willing, in my direct shaman sect
There is a place for you."
I don't know whether it was because of confidence and pride in one's own strength, or for some other reason. Before He Le could say a few words, He Lian couldn't wait to throw out his olive branch, hoping to use this knowledge on weather forecasting.
The man who knew the method was taken under his command. Perhaps he wanted to use this to fight against the young man who was famous on the grassland and was good at deduction.
He Lian's completely unconventional solicitation made He Lepo, who had originally planned to waste a lot of time on the Jie clan's surrender, attack with some energy, but it reached the air, and the opponent even went around behind him to hit him.
A foreign style - Dream Bullet. This situation was enough to make the young and inexperienced He Le spit out a mouthful of old blood, which completely disrupted He Le's rhythm.
What I have to say is that He Le was indeed tempted by He Lian's invitation. After all, although he is considered a newcomer with good potential, he is still just a newcomer after all. The shaman profession is a profession that needs to be passed down.
To start a combat career, what is more needed is the accumulation of knowledge and more experience accumulated in observing various natural phenomena in the world.
These things are absolutely unobtainable within the Jie clan, so even if Hele's potential is unparalleled, it will still be just potential, just like the super-high-quality potential newcomer X Lang hand-picked by a certain basketball god.
You probably won't see the day in your lifetime when he transforms his potential into strength. He Le's desire for knowledge makes him really not want such a situation to happen.
But it's different here in Helian. Xianbei's knowledge was inherited from Donghu, and mixed with a lot of knowledge from the Huns. That's why when Xianbei rose, things like the second deduction and the Japanese law deduction emerged, even for the Huns.
A captivating person.
It's just...as the electric light flashed, Hele woke up from his greed and desire for just. After all, the other party was the co-owner of Xianbei, a guy who although greedy and lustful was not a fool. His recruitment was really just to recruit a capable person.
A potential newcomer? Is He Le really worthy of being treated like this by the co-leader of Xianbei? He Le feels that he thinks of himself as too important.
So what does He Lian plan to do? After calming down, He Le also started a new round of thinking. He already clearly understood that completing his goal of this trip would probably not be that simple or smooth sailing.
