Chapter 523: The poison ivy is attached, the money is tempting
Chapter 523: Poison ivy returns, money is tempting
"Munda, go and bring in the Song generals!"
The clan leader ignored the clan elder and spoke directly to Munda.
"Lord Patriarch, do you really want to bring me, the Poison Ivy Clan, into a pit of fire?"
The clan elder shouted angrily.
"If that's what you want, don't blame us for deposing you as the clan leader!"
Hearing this, the clan leader smiled softly and said, "Big clan elder, the reason why you are so opposed is because you have accepted the benefits of the Qiang clan! Five thousand taels of silver?"
It's a lot of money, but the number of rattan armors in our family's treasury is 1,500 less. I wonder if I'm right?
The concubine you took in a year ago, the elder of the three tribes, is said to be the daughter of the chief of the Jingpo tribe?
Moreover, they have promised you that as long as you give birth to a boy, they will help you seize the position of patriarch?"
"Old man of the six tribes, you traded rattan armor with the Nu tribe before, saying it was seventeen taels per piece. Are you sure it is this price..."
Looking at the speechless clan elders, the clan leader smiled again, "I know that since I became the clan leader, all of you have been dissatisfied.
They even secretly united to oppose my opinions in all aspects.
Including what you do secretly, I don’t care at all, but I will never agree to you gambling on the fate of the tribe and the life and death of the tribesmen!”
"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, including what other tribes are thinking. I also know it very clearly.
The land of Sichuan and Sichuan is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If you want to build a country within a country, it is actually not impossible.
But look at what those Tibetans did after they arrived?
Indeed, the Song Dynasty had a heavy tax burden, which was not good for tribes like us.
But what about the Tubo people?”
"The money of our Poison Ivy clan has been wiped out, and many of the women in the clan have become the playthings of the Tubo people! Hum, if this is the case, I would rather be under the rule of the Song Dynasty!"
"Munda! Take people and send the clan elders to the forbidden area in the back mountain! Also, send your trusted followers to guard them. They are not allowed to have contact with the clan members without my order."
The clan leader said coldly.
"you dare?
We are clan elders, aren't you afraid that everyone in the clan will rebel?"
The leader of the tribe shouted angrily.
The clan leader shook his head disdainfully, "Old clan leader, there are now five thousand soldiers of the Song Dynasty in our clan. If I ask them for help as the clan leader, do you think the power in your hands can turn the world upside down?
The reason why I asked Munda to do this is to save some face for you.
Moreover, if the Song Army were allowed to intervene, do you think you can still save your lives?"
Several clan elders couldn't help but look stiff!
In the past, the reason why they were not afraid of the clan leader and even dared to do things secretly was because they held a lot of power in the clan.
As long as they unite, even the clan leader will have to stay away.
But now, in front of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty, their power is not worth mentioning.
Munda turned around and left the house, and not long after, he led several of his cronies into it.
"Elders of the clan, please come!"
Munda said with a sneer.
"Humph, you will pay the price for today's decision."
He knew that he was unable to resist, and there were only a few clan elders.
At least, they can save their lives for now, otherwise, if they really die in the hands of the Song Army, it would be such an injustice.
Munda's cronies escorted all the clan elders away, and the clan leader also stood up.
"Let's go. Since we have chosen to surrender, I will naturally go to welcome you. I just hope that this time the decision we made is not the wrong one."
The clan leader said quietly.
Balumu stood outside the house, paying no attention to what was happening inside the house.
Around them, there were some members of the Poison Ivy clan, looking curiously at the sudden arrival of thousands of cavalry.
For a small clan like them, five thousand cavalry is really an unimaginable force.
"General!"
While Balumu was waiting, Munda led the clan leader out of the house.
"This is the patriarch of our Poison Ivy clan. I have already reported this to the patriarch, and the patriarch has promised to lead the tribe to submit to the Song Dynasty."
Munda said respectfully.
The clan leader also leaned slightly and saluted Balumu, "General, we have no intention to offend the general and the Song Dynasty. We were forced by the Tubo people before and had no choice but to contact me. I hope the general can contact me about the fate of the Poison Ivy clan...
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Balumu nodded, "I am here under the command of the commander! Since you have surrendered to the Song Dynasty, you are naturally the people of the Song Dynasty, and I will naturally not harm you.
However, I hope you don't have any other small thoughts.
Otherwise, if tens of thousands of our cavalry come, we can trample your Poison Ivy tribe to the ground in an instant!"
Munda and the clan leader responded respectfully, and then respectfully welcomed Balumu into the house.
After several people sat down, Balumu said, "You all know the terms of our commander-in-chief, right?"
The clan leader nodded, "General, my tribe has a sparse population, but we can gather two thousand warriors to fight with you.
As for topographic maps, our clan already has a collection of detailed atlases covering hundreds of miles around, which we can present to you.
I don’t know, does the General have any other requests?”
"Well! From now on, your poison ivy tribe's vine armor is not allowed to be supplied to other tribes, but only to us.
However, don't worry, the commander is a kind man and will definitely not treat your tribe badly.
In addition, since you have joined the commander-in-chief, you are naturally enemies with the Tubo people.
The commander-in-chief has already issued an order that anyone who kills a Tibetan soldier can be exchanged for fifty taels of silver!"
"Before, your people killed eight hundred Tibetan prisoners, and 40,000 taels of silver have been transported to your people.
After that, if your tribe kills the Tubo tribe, you can continue to exchange for the corresponding silver coins!"
"What?"
The clan leader was shocked when he heard this. Speaking of which, the Poison Ivy clan was considered extremely wealthy among the surrounding clans because of its specialty, ivy armor.
But even so, tens of thousands of taels of silver is still a big sum for the Poison Ivy clan.
The most important thing is, only a few hundred Tubo people were killed?
"Is what the general said true?"
The clan leader asked hurriedly.
Money can communicate with the gods. Even if they are just barbarians living in the wilderness, they still know that money is a good thing.
Pay taxes in exchange for those exquisite things and food. If they have enough money, their tribe can quickly develop and expand, and the number of tribesmen will also increase rapidly.
"Hmph! The commander-in-chief keeps his word, does he need to deceive you?"
Balumu said coldly.
"Furthermore, the 40,000 taels of silver are now among your clan. You can handle it on your own. If you don't believe it, you can go and take a look first."