Yelu Shenxuan saw the humiliation of Guza Wandashan and Guza Tailong, but said nothing.
Because this is so normal.
In the Liao Kingdom, nobles had the power of life and death to seize the property they owned.
This kind of wealth includes gold and silver, land, cattle and sheep... and people.
Small tribes like the Guza tribe were the common slaves of the entire Liao aristocratic circle.
Yelu Shenxuan himself is the beneficiary. He will never care about this kind of discrimination, let alone help a weak tribe like the Guza tribe.
Because once he does that, he will be an outlier in the entire aristocratic circle and the enemy of all aristocrats.
Such consequences and costs would not be acceptable even if he were Yelu Shenxuan, the next master of Langting in the Liao Kingdom.
"At midnight tonight, we will launch a general attack on Crescent Pass, and I have chosen you as the vanguard."
Yelu Shenxuan's tone even contained a hint of charity, and he said calmly: "This is a good opportunity for you to serve the country and show your strength."
Guza Wandashan and Guza Tailong still looked numb after hearing this.
In fact, this vanguard unit is a cannon fodder unit.
It has two functions. The first function is to send someone to death, and the second function is to consume the material and energy of the Qin army.
They have done this kind of thing countless times and have long been used to it.
Any show of strength is nothing more than fart.
The Guza tribe naively believed that as long as they showed their bravery and good fighting skills, they would be valued and even reused by the Liao Kingdom.
Therefore, during that period, all the warriors of the Guza tribe fought ten to one, fighting in the most intense and difficult places, and made great achievements in battle.
But attention was indeed gained, but what followed was not reuse, but deep fear, and their more bloody suppression and vigilance against the tribe.
Because the more these Liao nobles saw the bravery of the Guza tribe, the more worried they became, worried that one day they would be liquidated.
But they were reluctant to give up such useful cannon fodder from the Guza tribe, so instead of annihilating the Guza tribe, they used their hatred to allow them to reproduce for generations and be exploited and exploited by the nobles forever.
"We don't have enough people."
Guza Wandashan said calmly: "There are less than two hundred Guza warriors who can still fight."
"Of course you don't have enough people."
Yelu Shenxuan said gently: "So I will give you 50,000 people. These 50,000 people are from other small tribes in the grassland like you, and are led by your Guza tribe."
The cannon fodder leader took the other little cannon fodders and sent them to death together.
Guzha Wandashan understood what Yelu Shenxuan meant.
He nodded silently and said, "I understand."
No doubt, no doubt.
Yelu Shenxuan was very satisfied with Guzha Wandashan's answer and said: "Very good."
"If you win this battle, I will give you a thousand cattle and sheep as a reward."
Guzha Wandashan raised his head and looked at Yelu Shenxuan, and said calmly: "Thank you."
"You are welcome."
Yelu Shenxuan waved his hand and said, "Go ahead and gather your troops. I'm looking forward to your performance tonight."
Guza Wandashan and Guza Tailong got up and left the camp.
As soon as they left, someone immediately questioned: "Isn't it inappropriate to let people from the Guza tribe take charge of the military?"
Yelu Shenxuan turned around, looked at the other party calmly and said, "Isn't it appropriate? That's fine, I'll give you the military power, and you can lead the charge with the 50,000 slave soldiers?"
