In the winter of 588 AD, the Sui Empire raised 510,000 troops and began a massive unification war. In the first month of the next year, all nine armies crossed the Yangtze River. For a time, the entire land south of the Yangtze River was shaken by wind and rain, and the mountains and rivers were all red.
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At the same time, the various places outside the Great Wall that had been fighting for years suddenly became peaceful. A heavy snowfall before spring froze to death most of the livestock left by each tribe for the winter. In order to continue the bloodline, the ethnic groups on the Great Wall had to put aside each other temporarily.
They put all their energy into a large-scale spring hunt.
A wild deer that has been hungry for a winter is very thin, and its meat is old and hard. But it is better to have meat to eat than to starve to death. Therefore, from the tribal leader to the young man who has just learned to ride a horse and draw a bow, the whole tribe's
The men picked up weapons and rushed back and forth in the cold spring wilderness. Some tribes were very lucky and could intercept a whole herd of migrating wild deer. Some tribes were very unlucky and ate up all the cheese they carried.
Not even a single deer hair could be found.
On this day, more than three hundred hunters wearing brown furs were searching hard by the Crescent Lake. Suddenly, someone discovered a strange scene in the distance between heaven and earth.
"Xir, Xir Daaijin, the Khitans, the Khitans are coming! The Khitans are coming to the door!" The scouts who were scouting the road in front galloped back, shouting at the top of their lungs.
"Fu Li, what are you talking about? The Khitan people suffered more from the disaster than us. How can they have the strength to run to our door?!" Among the crowd, there was a tall man with a gold rim on his fur.
More and more men came out and questioned the panting scouts. He is the leader of this tribe, and in the foreign language of Sai, he is called Aijin, which means the head of the family. But this family is really not easy to manage. In recent years, the tribe’s population has been increasing year by year.
The number of nomads has decreased, and the scope of nomadic herding has become narrower and narrower. If the Khitan people take advantage of the situation and rob them again at this juncture of disaster relief, the Su Chuo tribe where they live will disappear forever on the grassland.
"It's right, right south of Crescent Lake. Look, look at their blue wolf war flag!" The young scout who was called the attached boy gasped and cursed bitterly. "I wonder why we can't hunt deer.
Well, the damn Khitans came in and snatched away all the prey!"
"Don't talk nonsense, they may not be Khitan people!" The tribe leader Xierda Aijin interrupted the young man's complaints again with a scolding voice. The uninvited guests came very quickly, and he also saw the battle flag high above the guests' heads. The red
On the bottom, there is a huge dark blue wolf head painted on it. It is the symbol of the Khitan people five hundred miles away from their tribe. In terms of strength, any Khitan tribe is much stronger than Xier's own tribe. After the great disaster
The sudden appearance of the other party, even if there are only fifty or so people there, means that Xier's tribe is about to fall into doom.
"Let's go and fight them!" The tribal warriors, eyes red from hunger, raised their weapons and shouted to the sky. The old and young women in the tribe were crying for food, and they could not show weakness to the intruders. Even if they killed these people, they would be given to them.
The entire tribe has brought disaster, and they must also draw their swords to defend their right to survive.
"Brothers, follow me!" The boy who was called to be attached turned his horse's head and rushed to the front of the team. But the horse under his crotch was quickly held by another rider who caught up, and the rest
The men were also forced to stop their mounts. The tribe's leader, Aijinsir, stepped forward quickly, picked up a battle flag with several white swans painted on it, and pointed it high into the sky.
It is the battle flag that symbolizes their tribe, the Suchui Tribe of the Lin Tribe. The white swans flying in formation represent dignity and order. Everyone must obey the orders of the flag holder, because he is the first goose selected by the Changsheng Heaven.
Power determines the flight direction of all swans.
"Brothers, don't worry, they are not Khitans!" After stopping the impulsive tribesmen, Xier Da Aijin, who held up a white swan tapestry with one arm, warned in a deep voice.
"They are not Khitans!" repeated the man about his age, who was tightly pulling on the reins of the war horse attached to his crotch.
"Gabler, how do you know they are not Khitan dog thieves!" Fu Li of Su Chuanbu could no longer encourage his companions to attack together, and was so angry that veins popped out on his face. He was only sixteen years old this year, and he had too much energy and blood.
Age. He dare not challenge the authority of Da Aijin, but he will not take the warriors of other tribes seriously.
"They are not Khitans!" He repeated without any anger at being called a warrior of the Gable tribe. "Brother Fu Li, look at their hair. Have you ever seen a Khitan with full hair on top of his head?"
His voice was not loud, but it could be heard by everyone. Everyone looked carefully and found that the Khitan people in front of them had something strange in their attire. It was well known on the grassland that all Khitan people liked to shave off the hair on their heads.
A small braid was combed on each ear and on the back of the head. Many of the intruders had their leather helmets knocked off, revealing their thick, long black hair.
They are not Khitan people. Men from the Khitan tribe would not cherish their hair so much. This group of intruders with the Khitan Green Wolf flag were chasing a carriage, and the guards beside the carriage had obviously discovered the way forward and were killed by the Su Chuan tribe.
The warriors blocked him, and he had to stop his escape and fell into a bitter battle.
When they found that the Su Chuo tribe warriors holding the white swan flag stopped approaching, they pretended to be Khitan people and became more and more courageous as they fought. The words they shouted were not the Khitan language that the Su Chuo tribe warriors could understand, but another ups and downs language. Relying on their own
There were many people on one side, and they approached the surrounded carriage several times, but they were always repelled again by the opponents struggling beside the carriage.
"Brother, why don't we go up and help?" After all, it was a boy's nature, and Fu Li quickly developed sympathy for the weak, and went to Xier Da Aijin's side to suggest something.
"Let's wait! The person in the carriage is very important. If you save him, you may get a lot of cheese and dried meat. But we can't go now. They still have hope of breaking out. We must take action at the most critical moment to get more
Thank you so much!" Sil shook his head, his light blue pupils shrank instantly, and lightning seemed to be surging inside.
One, two, three, the guards beside the carriage were cut down one after another. The fake Khitans slowly approached the target. The Khitans were the second largest force on the grassland after the Turks. The intruders did not know that their disguise had been seen through.
Wishfully believing that the group of brown-fur shepherds holding the swan flag did not dare to cause trouble. When they chopped down the last guard with their long knives and were about to rush onto the carriage, a series of screams suddenly came from mid-air.
It was the sound of arrows! The bandit leader pretending to be a Khitan reacted immediately and quickly ducked to avoid it. But his subordinates did not have time to make any response. The herdsmen of Su Chuo tribe were well prepared and fired in the first round of volley.
He shot most of the robbers off their horses. Before the robber leader could recover from the shock, hundreds of Suchu herders were already rushing forward with scimitars in hand.
In just two rounds of killing, all the bandits were cut down. The herdsmen of the Suchu tribe jumped off their mounts with cheers, and while stripping off the clothes of the deceased, they smeared the blood flowing from the opponent's body on their faces.
The blood of the defeated is the honor bestowed upon them by the Immortal God. When applied on their faces, it will keep them strong forever.
All the guards of the carriage were dead, and all the hunters were dead. The lonely carriage fell among a group of men drinking blood, like a lost lamb.
Xierda Aijin did not join the victors' carnival. His heart was occupied by curiosity. The carriage in front of him was very exquisite, far beyond what he had seen in his life. Which big tribe did the people sitting in such a car belong to? Khan? Or a family member of a wealthy Khan? If he could establish a relationship with the other party, would Su Chuobu have a chance to find a big backer and survive this famine?
"We have killed all the distinguished guests and robbers in the car! In the name of Changsheng Heaven, Su Chuanbu will protect the safety of all distinguished guests who step into her territory!" He jumped off his mount, walked forward slowly, and used the most common method on the grassland in recent years. He asked respectfully in Turkic language. However, he received no response.
"Dignified guest in the car, I, Su Chuixir, swear to the Heaven of Immortality that I will not touch any property that belongs to you. Please come down and let's make friends!" Xir Da'ai was unwilling to give in and changed to the language of the Khitan people. Invited again.
There was a murmuring sound in the carriage, but the door still did not open on its own initiative. Su Chuixil was worthy of being a leader, and quickly and fluently said the greetings of Xi people and Shiwei people when they met, and the other party But like a deaf person, he ignored it at all.
He was a little angry. Su Chuobu was warm and hospitable, but that didn't mean he could be ignored casually. He stretched out his hand and pulled open the car door. For a moment, he was stunned like a dead tree.
"Ah--!" A heavenly exclamation instantly reached everyone's ears. The shepherds turned around after hearing the sound, and then one by one they felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
What a beautiful woman she was. Xier asked himself that he knew the languages of several tribes, but could not find a suitable word to describe it. The herdsmen asked themselves that they had seen the most beautiful wild flowers on the grassland, but they could not compare it with a single flower. In comparison, that is not the beauty that belongs to the grassland. The eyes with a bit of fear and a bit of expectation, the skin that is clearer than jade, and the lips that are more delicate than spring flowers are all engraved on everyone. It can no longer be erased or waved away from my pupils!
The other party's eyes were black, not like the brown of the Turks, nor the blue of his. It was a deep black, just like the spring water in the Crescent Lake under the night sky. Syl felt like he was wrapped in the lake water, I don't want to escape or swim, I just want to be immersed in it and never wake up.
In that year, the Sui Dynasty destroyed Nanchen and unified the Central Plains. (To be continued)
