They abandoned about 100,000 slave soldiers and fled to the northwest.
In this regard, Zhao Hongrun did not take the opportunity to pursue him. After all, the leader of the Jiejiao tribe, Bitatu, still has thirty to forty thousand Jiejiao cavalry under his command. If he pushes too hard, he may be bitten by the Jiejiao cavalry.
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Since victory is already certain, there is no need to suffer such an unreasonable disaster.
Anyway, the Jiejiao people are doomed. Unless Bitatu has the courage of a strong man to cut off his wrist, abandon everything and lead the 30,000 to 40,000 Jiejiao cavalry on an expedition to the north to snatch food from the barbarians in the north. Otherwise, the tribe will be attacked.
Camp Jiejiao, this once large tribe, most likely will not be able to survive this winter safely.
"Get in touch with the Dangshan Army and Chenggao Army quickly."
After giving the order to the sentries of the Lun clan of the Yi tribe, Zhao Hongrun began to deal with the problem of about 100,000 slaves.
It can be seen that the fierce battle on August 23rd dealt an almost devastating blow to these 100,000 Hu slaves. The strength of the Shang Shui Army or the Wei Army has been deeply penetrated into their souls.
Their fear of the Wei army once exceeded that of the Jiejiao people who had enslaved them. This made these Hu slaves who had no fighting spirit, under Wei's temptation, muster the courage to fight against their former masters for freedom and food.
A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a slave will choose a more powerful master to be loyal to. This is human nature.
It was precisely because of the cooperation of these Hu slaves that the work of the Shangshui Army and the Sheang tribe warriors in taking over them went very smoothly.
Hundreds of thousands of slave soldiers seemed to be sitting on the ground docilely, looking uneasily and horrified at the heavily armed Shang Shui soldiers around them, as well as the Wei State Liannu that once brought them strong fear.
"Anyone who has the head of a Jiejiao man, come here."
A group of warriors from the Yi tribe shouted loudly in the Yi language outside the crowd.
After a moment of dead silence, a slave soldier plucked up the courage, carried a bloody head, came to a warrior of the Yihuang tribe, and said in blunt Yi nationality: "I... killed... a Jie.
Horned Man.”
The Shenghuang tribe warrior looked sideways at the blood-stained head in the hands of the slave in front of him. He didn't bother to distinguish the real thing from the fake, and pouted at his companions.
Immediately, the companion next to him handed over two pieces of sheep cakes and a glass of sheep milk wine.
The slave's eyes lit up when he saw the food, he eagerly grabbed it and devoured it.
Maybe it was because the slave was so dirty that the Sheang tribe warrior showed a look of disgust, but he still had to say what needed to be said.
"(In the language of the Yi people) Well, who is that? From today on, you are no longer a slave... Do you still have family members in the Jiejiao tribe?"
The slave soldier shook his head while devouring the food.
Seeing this, the warrior of the Hehuang tribe shrugged and said, "In this case, you can go back to the north. You are free."
Hearing this, the slave who was swallowing food suddenly stopped and looked up at the warrior of the Sheang tribe in front of him, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
After a while, the slave was holding the food and burst into tears.
At this time, not far away, Halegoh, the leader of the Baiyang tribe of the Sheang tribe, was explaining to Zhao Hongrun in a low voice: "Some of these slaves may have only been enslaved by the Jiejiao people for a few years, but some may have been enslaved by the Jiejiao people for several years.
Years, or even more than ten years, even if they gain freedom, I am afraid that Northland will become extremely strange to them..."
"Then we have to trouble the clan chiefs. I hope the clan chiefs will not hesitate to eat." After hearing this, Zhao Hongrun sighed and said to the clan chiefs behind him.
"Since it is entrusted by King Su, how dare we disobey it?"
The tribal chiefs promised solemnly, but they were overjoyed in their hearts.
One hundred thousand slaves, even if they were divided equally among the twenty-three tribes, each tribe would be allocated 5,000 people.
Five thousand slaves, five thousand strong men.
Just as these patriarchs were ecstatic, the warrior from the Sheang tribe was also tempting the slave in front of him: "I am from the Lun tribe of the Sheang tribe. Our warriors assisted the powerful Wei army in defeating the Jie army."
Jiaoren, we are currently short of manpower, do you want to join our Lun tribe?"
After a moment of hesitation, the slave nodded vigorously.
Similar scenes can be seen everywhere around here. The twenty-three tribes of the Luoshui Alliance, the tribal warriors mobilized in full force and started robbing people. No, it was an act of persuasion to persuade these slaves to join their tribe.
Even Wu Wu, the young leader of the Qingyang tribe, led his two hundred people to join them.
In order to induce these slaves to use themselves, each tribe listened to Zhao Hongrun's suggestions and improved the treatment of these slaves. For example, they would not kill them arbitrarily. For example, if these slaves made contributions to the tribe, they could be promoted.
Advice like being an honorable tribesman.
As for the last one, the Yi tribe doesn't care. After all, their bloodline already contains the blood of the Hu people, and there is no problem of confusing the bloodline. However, the chiefs of the Yi tribe seem a little hesitant.
It's no wonder, after all, the people of the Yi tribe are still very proud in their bones, and they very much reject mixed blood from mixing into their own bloodline.
Of course, unless the other party is also of noble blood, such as the royal family with the Ji surname that has been passed down for hundreds of years like Zhao Yuanli and Zhao Hongrun.
It is precisely for this reason that when these Yi tribes absorb these slaves, they are not as competitive as the Lun, Meng, and Xu tribes. Think about it, who is willing to be a slave for the rest of his life?
One party is willing to promote these slaves as tribesmen in the future, but the other party is not willing. Those slaves will naturally rush to the Yi tribe, unless the Yi tribe cannot afford so many due to food problems.
Only the slaves of the Yi tribe can have slaves in their accounts.
In this regard, Zhao Hongrun was too lazy to intervene, and just shook his head secretly in his heart: The Yi people will become stronger and stronger, while the Yi people will gradually weaken.
Just like the Wei State back then, if the Wei State had not opened its national policy to accept the people of other countries after conquering Liang and Zheng, how could the Wei State have six to seven million citizens today? Just because Ji surnamed Zhao
Can the royal family and its vassal nobles really gain a foothold in the Central Plains where there are many powerful countries?
The answer is self-evident.
Only a country or nation that understands the principle of being open to all rivers and being tolerant will become stronger and stronger and will not become history.
Having said that, when the tribes were carving up these slaves, Qiu Yu, the imperial censor's supplementary officer, ran to Zhao Hongrun and secretly hinted to the latter: "Your Highness, at home, the Ministry of Industry is having a headache over the issue of one hundred thousand people..."
Zhao Hongrun certainly understood the meaning of his words, shook his head and said: "I understand what Mr. Qiu means, but these tribes surrender to me, the Wei Dynasty, and I, the Wei Dynasty, must also give some expressions to let them taste the sweetness. They
Only then will you follow my footsteps wholeheartedly, Da Wei, right?"
Qiu Yu frowned when he heard this and said: "That being said, but...if the country gets these 100,000 slaves, well, to work, the Ministry of Industry will have enough manpower..."
"Don't worry." Zhao Hongrun patted the imperial censor who would become the pillar of Wei Guo in the future, and said in a low voice: "Isn't the Ministry of Industry's plan for the past five years just to reclaim the land of Sanchuan? By then, I will
Wei has given these tribes some benefits and outsourced the land reclamation work to them. Is there any difference between these slaves working for us, Wei, under the supervision of these tribes, and working under the supervision of me, Wei?"
"Huh?" Qiu Yu, the supplementary official of the imperial censor, was stunned when he heard this. He thought about it carefully for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face, and sighed: "King Su is far-sighted and far-sighted, and the lower officials are not as good as him."
Zhao Hongrun smiled slightly and didn't care. After all, people in this era are generally used to doing things themselves. But in fact, spending some money and materials to let others do it has the same effect. After all, in this era, people are generally simple.
It won't be a bad project for you.
Zhao Hongrun had already planned to ask officials from the Ministry of Industry to come to Sanchuan to measure the land after returning to Wei to see where it was fertile and suitable for reclamation. As for the specific work, all the specific work would be outsourced to the tribes of the Luoshui Alliance.
In this way, although the Wei State spent some money, it would save worry and effort; and the tribes of the Luoshui Alliance could also benefit from this matter and strengthen their sense of goodwill towards the Wei State.
A win-win move!
After about two hours, the 100,000 slaves were divided among the tribes of the Luoshui Alliance. Just as Zhao Hongrun guessed, the Yi tribes had the largest number of slaves. In comparison, the Yi tribe had the largest number of slaves.
Tribes seem insignificant.
In addition to the Qingyang tribe, Wuwu, the young chief of the Qingyang tribe, seems to have made a similar promise to the Qingyang tribe and successfully attracted a large number of slaves.
After that, the tribal chiefs came to Zhao Hongrun with licking their faces, and asked nonchalantly to borrow food from Wei State. After all, their tribe could not feed so many slaves at present.
"Food can be borrowed... Since I, the Wei Dynasty, am the leader of the Luoshui Alliance, I will certainly not refuse the request of the allied tribes. However, I have spoken in advance. These grains will have to be returned in the future. Of course, they can also be converted into sheepskins.
, wool and the like..."
In response to this, the tribal chiefs patted their chests and expressed that there was no problem.
Also, sheepskin and wool are not precious items to the tribes, and the herbal ointment ordered by Zhao Hongrun is something that almost all tribes can brew.
Maybe they were still laughing in their hearts, that they could actually exchange these worthless things for Wei's grain and weapons.
On that day, Zhao Hongrun left behind 2,000 merchant navy troops, 3,000 cropland tribe warriors, and about 80,000 slaves to rebuild Luocheng. He led about 15,000 merchant navy troops, 5,000 cropland tribe warriors, and 20,000 slaves.
The slave soldiers headed towards the tribal camp of the Jiejiao tribe in the northwest.
At the same time, he wrote a letter in his own hand and sent someone to Chenggaoguan to adjust the grain supply.
The next day, Zhao Hongrun received contacts from the Dangshan Army and Chenggao Army respectively.
What surprised him was that Erdemo, the leader of the Yi tribe, Ulu Batu, the captain of the Flame Horn Army, and Cheralhe, the leader of the Ubian tribe, actually came to visit him together.