The first thousand five hundred and seventy-seventh chapter bloodshed Shan Yuting (5)
The next day, the dragon flag flew on Guyan Mountain. .
Leaders from dozens of tribes under the rule of the Northern Xiongnu came in droves with their trusted followers.
The nobles of the headquarters, such as King Ri Zhui, King Guli of Left and Right, Generals of Left and Right, Da Danghu of Left and Right, Captains of Left and Right, all had a powerful aura.
Everyone was dressed in silk, with ribbons around their waists, and carrying swords. Surrounded by warriors, they stepped onto the venue in a carefree manner.
The leaders of other tribes are also very wealthy, wearing gold crowns, silk clothes, ceramic cups of grape wine, and beauties.
The distinguished nobles, dressed in the clothes of their respective ethnic groups, followed closely behind.
The kings of various countries in the Western Regions were frightened and trembling in the corners of the venue.
People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.
This is the current situation of the countries in the Western Region.
Their fate cannot be decided by themselves.
Only King Shule, King Shache and a few other kings who had a close relationship with Shan Yuting could sit down and feel refreshed.
In the center of the venue, dozens of shamans held the knives in their hands and carefully cut open the skin of the captives who were tied to the sacrificial pillars. They muttered words, and the wailing of the captives could be heard for dozens of miles.
, those who hear it will tremble with fear, and those who see it will feel flustered.
This is a sacrifice to the ancestors and invites the gods and ancestors to enjoy blood food.
It is also a warning to various ministries.
Use blood to warn everyone that this is the consequences of being an enemy of the Huns.
Julihu sat on the Chanyu throne at the head, staring at the entire venue.
Hu Lushe, the virtuous king of the left, sat on his left, and Wutu, the virtuous king of the right, sat on his right.
Wutu is an old nobleman who can hardly walk.
He is King Zuoguli in the era of Lao Shanyu and the nephew of Modun Da Chanyu. He is sixty-seven years old this year, which is almost equivalent to eighty years old in China on the grassland.
He is a very rare longevity star.
Because I have lived a long time, I am qualified to be old.
But in terms of strength and skills, he is not as good as Hu Lushe and Guli Lake in patting a horse.
He could be the Righteous King only because the Northern Xiongnu had already lost Munan and had killed too many senior members of the Twin clan.
Therefore, when Julihu and Hulushe chose him as the Righteous King, he was actually an eraser.
He had no say in the domestic affairs of the Huns.
Foreign conquests have nothing to do with him.
The only thing he needs to do is sit here and be a mascot.
But how could he be willing to do so?
King Youxian is the third person in the Xiongnu power sequence, and also has the inheritance power of Chanyu.
Seeing that Julihu and Hulushe started to reform the Xia Dynasty, they issued the slogan of comprehensively learning from the Han Dynasty.
Wutu then called for the ancestral system and used the banner of Maodun Great Chanyu and Laoshang Chanyu, which also united many nobles and powerful people.
At least it's no longer a mascot and an eraser.
He also has the appearance of a Righteous King.
The "Varna" system that has been noisy inside and outside the court recently was initiated by him secretly.
The purpose is to use this to further consolidate one's position, and even to use this to attack the prestige of Hulushe and Guli Lake, and prepare for one's future.
Let's see if we can live out Shan Yu's addiction before we die.
At least his son, Hudun, the king of Youguli of the Xiongnu, should be given a place in the clan.
As for what will happen to the Huns because of this?
Never mind it!
In Wu Tu's eyes, there is only power!
He has had enough of having no power and being looked down upon by others.
People in the Han Dynasty said: A real man cannot lose his power for a day!
As long as you gain power, what's wrong with even working with the devil?
As for the threat from the Han Dynasty?
In Wu Tu's eyes, it was nothing at all.
At worst, if the Han Dynasty comes over, the Huns will move westward!
This scene of the southern and western regions can be left to the Han Dynasty. It doesn’t matter, right?
There is nothing bad about the West.
Kangju, Daxia, has a vast territory, rich products, and fertile water and soil. The Yuezhi people can live a prosperous life in the modern era, and the Huns are not far behind!
There is body poison further away, and there is a more western world.
No matter how awesome the Han Dynasty people are, they can't always catch up!
In comparison, Juli Lake and Hulushe are idiots!
Talking about the Xiawu Movement, you have to compete with the vicious Han Dynasty people and fight to the death!
As for what?!
The people of the Han Dynasty were so cruel!
The Zhelan people were all beaten to ashes, Shan Yuting's elite ten thousand cavalry were crushed and defeated, and even the elite troops like Xu Huan, who suppressed the Xiongnu's national destiny, were annihilated in the Han Dynasty.
There are less than ten thousand Han cavalry, but they are invincible!
You can't afford to offend, you can afford to hide!
Thinking of this, Wutu squinted his eyes, looked at Juli Lake above, and sneered twice in his heart: "There is a saying in the Han Dynasty: If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you. If you don't listen to me, sooner or later, you will suffer the consequences."
You’re going to suffer!”
But on the surface, he showed an extremely obedient and respectful look, pretending to be a good old man.
At this moment, the ancestor worship ceremony has come to an end. The sacrifices tied to the pillars of the altar no longer have the strength to cry. Their bloody bodies are struggling and twisting on the pillars, and the blood flows along the blood trough to the altar.
In a pool.
An old shaman took out a wine vessel made of a human skull, poured some kumiss into it, and said loudly to all the nobles present: "Great plow bearer, your humble servant, please come to me."
Give your people guidance in this world..." As he spoke, he sprinkled bowls of blood wine on the soil around the altar, which was the traditional ritual of inviting gods to the Huns.
At this point, the Tellurium Conference officially begins.
Holding a sword and wearing a golden crown, Gulihu stood up and looked at the nobles, tribal leaders and kings.
"Today, under the watchful eyes of the gods and ancestors, this Shanyu is here to gather with all the nobles, kings, and leaders to discuss the affairs of the Huns!" Goulihu said slowly: "There are three things discussed today.
…”
"The first thing... Ben Shanyu has decided to continue the expedition to the west next year. This time, Ben Shanyu will lead the Xiongnu warriors to open the way to the body poison, to the land flowing with milk and honey, to the gold
and the land of spices!!”
"This Shanyu swears to the gods and ancestors: I will lead all the ministries to conquer the body poison!"
"Long live!"
"Long live the great plow Gutu!"
All the nobles and kings bowed their heads and shouted.
The Western Expedition is the current political correctness of the Xiongnu. Whoever advocates the Western Expedition will have an unbreakable position. If not, go to hell!
Not surprisingly, Juli Lake's decision to march westward immediately received full support and support.
No one wants to continue the Western Expedition, continue to make a fortune, and continue to plunder and conquer those weak countries and weak people.
Beat their children, kill their fathers, rape their wives, abuse their mothers, train and educate their daughters, seize their livestock, occupy their land, and steal their gold.
Splurge and squander yourself in the endless land.
"The second thing..." Julihu pressed his hand, and the whole place immediately fell silent. He held the sword and unsheathed it, saying: "I heard that recently someone in the Shanyu court was making noise about the so-called 'Var'
Then, there are even slaves who use my name to spread the benefits of the so-called 'Varna' everywhere!"
"That humble slave has been killed by my own hands!"
"His head will be made into a trough for livestock, and his soul will be imprisoned in it forever!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place became extremely quiet.
Many nobles looked at Juli Lake in disbelief.
However, no one dared to object.
But Wutu, the right virtuous king, couldn't help but jumped up and worshiped: "Great Gutu, your humble servant Wutu has something to say..."
"You Tu She, please tell me..." Juli Hu held the hilt of his sword and said calmly.
"Great plow supporter Gutu, what's wrong with 'Varna'?" Wu Tu stepped forward and said: "Human beings are born with differences. This has been the truth since ancient times, just like the noble twins, the heroic Huyan clan, the wise
The Xubu family and the strong Lan family, from generation to generation, have used their sacred and noble qualities to lead all the people who lead the bow to victory and glory..."
"Those incompetent and weak people should be our slaves from generation to generation, and provide livestock, women, wealth and silk for our great Xiongnu..."
"Really?" Julihu looked at Wutu and said, "What King Youxian said may make sense..."
"but……"
Julihu approached Wutu step by step and said: "The 'Varna' is just a system of body poisoning. Body poisoning is the weakest but richest country in the world. It has thousands of miles of territory, but the weak Lian Daxia
He can also dominate his country..."
"Now, King Youxian agrees with the system of this weak country. Isn't King Youxian afraid that I, the Huns, will also become a weak people like Shendu?"
"This..." Wu Tu was speechless for a moment.
His son, King Hudun of Ri Zhui, saw this and immediately stood up and said to Gulihu: "Great Zhuli Gutu, our Huns have also used a system similar to Varna for generations. The noble leaders use their own
With his noble will and wisdom, he leads thousands of people who lead the way, whips the world, and rules all nations..."
"The Great Chanyu of Maodun, when I was the Great Chanyu, the Huns were not weak at all..."
Hearing Hudun's words, more than a dozen tribal leaders also nodded in agreement and said: "To support the plow in Gutu, I think there is nothing wrong with using Varna's system... The Great Chanyu, please think twice..."
These people are all the backbone who have been stubbornly conservative and resisted the Xiawu Movement and reforms.
Some of them are even direct descendants of Juli Lake.
But Julihu looked at these people, sneered twice, looked at the entire venue, and asked loudly: "Who else supports Varna? Come forward. I want to know why you support Varna."
That'……"
Immediately, more than ten people came out.
For these people, they hope to implement a hierarchical caste system in the Xiongnu and the entire world.
In this way, they and their clan will always be noble and prosperous.
Juli Lake looked at these nobles, laughed twice, and then turned around.
The Xian King of Zuo, Hu Lushe, had already drawn his sword and stood up, followed closely by hundreds of loyal royal court warriors.
Around the venue, thousands of Jebie cavalry roared in, led by King Yang Tong of Jebie, and controlled all the tribal leaders and kings.
In the summer and fifth month of the eighth year of Yuande, on the occasion of the gathering in the Tellurium Forest of Guyan Mountain, the Xiongnu Chan Yu, the Chan Yu, planned a coup with King Hu Lushe of Zuo Xian and farewell to King Yang Tong.
Imprison, kill, and exile all dissident nobles.
The bleeding on Guyan Mountain continued for three days, and thousands of people died.
From then on, the Xiongnu reformists had an absolute advantage and the conservatives were defeated.
This was the beginning of the vigorous Xiawu Movement of the Northern Xiongnu.
