Farmer of Shu Han

More than a decade ago, the clan learned that a disciple of the mountain gate had come out of the mountain with the secret treasure "Wu'an Jun Military Strategy" left by the ancestors, so they traveled thousands of miles to seek it.

Who would have thought that Feng Mingwen, although young, was worthy of the title of the ruthless and far-sighted ghost king.

Not only did he survive the careful arrangement of the clan members, he even took the opportunity to kill the clan members and the warriors carefully trained by the clan.

(Note: Chapter 0710 Xianbei Elite Cavalry)

That battle not only caused heavy losses to the clan and hurt its vitality, but even more than half of the clan members' arrangements in the western Xianbei were destroyed.

Of course, a few years later, the western Xianbei were completely destroyed, and the remaining arrangements also disappeared.

It can only be said that he is indeed a person who came out of the mountain gate. He is indeed extraordinary.

Now it seems that it may be that calculation that completely annoyed this person.

That time, not only did he not kill all the captured tribesmen, he also deliberately left ten people and brought back the clothes of the elders of the tribe.

This is a demonstration!

This person is telling the tribe that he has noticed the presence of the tribesmen on the grassland.

From then on, he began to slaughter the Xianbei people crazily.

It seems that he will not stop until all the Xianbei people are killed.

Outsiders think that this person is just opening a grassland to sell wool, but in fact, this move is exactly the old wisdom of the ancestors of the Han family: openly repair the plank road and secretly cross Chencang.

Killing all the Hu people on the grassland, the tribesmen will naturally have no place to live.

The means are extremely brutal, but we have to admit that it is simple and effective.

This person is so vindictive, which shows that these ancient mountain gates really do not treat the world as human beings, but treat the world as playthings.

And from what this person has done over the years, he will definitely not let his Han family go.

Not to mention that this person is aided by the South Han family (Han Long).

So whether it is for public or private reasons, we cannot sit back and do nothing about this matter.

The black-robed steward said to Tuoba Liwei calmly:

"Kehan ​​gathered all the tribes with trust and loyalty, and all the leaders of the tribes were willing to die for Kehan. They believed that Kehan ​​could provide them with shelter when they were in trouble in the future, so they all came to submit to him regardless of distance, and thus the Tuoba clan became prosperous today."

"Now Kehan ​​and Sima Yi of Nanxia have made an alliance with each other. If you do not help them in their death, it will be a violation of trust. Without trust and loyalty, it will destroy the foundation of the Tuoba clan."

"In this way, how will Kehan ​​gain the trust of all the tribes in the future? Who on the grassland will dare to come to rely on him?"

Tuoba Liwei nodded when he heard this: "That makes sense, that makes sense!"

As he said this, he stood up, lifted the curtain, walked outside the tent, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, then stood up straight, looked up at the sky, spread his hands, and let the snow in his hands flutter and fall.

"The most recent snowstorm happened six days ago," Tuoba Liwei pushed his toes under the snow and continued, "but I have already felt the voice of the gods. Spring is coming soon."

The black-clad butler who followed him out of the tent did not doubt Tuoba Liwei's charlatan-like words and deeds. Instead, he bowed slightly and said:

"This year's snowstorm is much less than in previous years, and our people have suffered less. This is the reminder and protection of the gods."

Tuoba Liwei nodded: "Yes, that's right."

Since he could remember, someone kept telling him that he was the son of a goddess, and the gods had given him the mission to lead the Tuoba clan to prosperity.

And his descendants will be emperors from generation to generation.

To this day, Tuoba Liwei has no doubt about this.

Otherwise, where are the descendants of a powerful person like Tan Shihuai?

Where is Kebi Neng after Tan Shihuai?

Where is the Western Xianbei?

Only the Suotou tribe, which had no place to stand and was once sheltered by the Moluhui tribe, has become the largest tribe on the grassland.

And the Tuoba Xianbei, with Suotou as the core, has also become the largest force on the grassland.

The gods have been blessing the Tuoba clan, and the goddess has been watching her descendants.

With the blessing of the gods and goddesses, this time, they will definitely defeat the Han Kingdom.

At that time, the Tuoba clan will be assured to take Liaodong with all their strength.

With the support of Liaodong, even if there is a stable supply of food and clothing, Tuoba Xianbei will have no worries about not prospering?

Thinking of this, Tuoba Liwei, who was in a state of fantasy and even couldn't tell whether it was fantasy or reality, showed a strange smile on his face.

I don't know whether Tuoba Liwei really heard the voice of the gods, or because he has lived on the grassland for more than 70 years, he instinctively knows the climate changes of the grassland.

Anyway, the grassland didn't snow again in the next ten days.

And the snow on the grassland has also quietly become thinner.

In some places, even the ice at the bottom has been faintly revealed.

When he stepped on it, there was a "crackling" sound, which was the sound of the icicles being broken.

"I knew that the gods have been blessing us, the Great Xianbei!"

Tuoba Liwei stretched out his hands to the sky and shouted.

The sun shone on his body, feeling the long-lost warmth, Tuoba Liwei took a deep breath, then turned around suddenly and ordered loudly:

"Go and call Ah Chuo to me."

Tuoba Chuo, the third son of Tuoba Liwei, learned that Kehan ​​wanted to summon him, and quickly came over:

"My lord, do you have anything to tell me?"

Tuoba Liwei nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Yes. Our ally, Sima Yi, the Lord of Hebei, is being attacked by the Han Kingdom and needs our support."

"I have picked out the best horses and half of the warriors in the clan. You will take them south to support Hebei."

When they think about the fact that the Han Dynasty, who wants to prevent them from supporting Hebei, is fighting fiercely with Sima Yi in Hebei, they will find that the great Xianbei elite cavalry suddenly appeared on the battlefield under the blessing of the gods.

Thinking of this, Tuoba Liwei suddenly felt very interesting.

I wonder what the so-called God Feng Wen's expression would look like when he learned that all his hard work was in vain?

Looking at the adult whose mental state was not quite right, Tuoba Chuo couldn't help but feel worried.

It was different from Tuoba Xilu who wanted to fight against Tuoba Desert Khan and compete for the right to inherit.

Tuoba Chuo is quite wise.

He knew that the adult's spirit had not been normal in the past few years.

I don’t know if you are already too old - you are seventy or two years old. Not to mention on the grassland, even in Southern Xia, you are already in your seventies.

So it may have become a little confusing.

At least in the case of the eldest brother (i.e. Tuoba Desert Khan), your Excellency was a little thoughtless - or confused.

He only allowed the second brother (Tuoba Xulu) to fight with the eldest brother, but actually allowed the second brother to send people to hunt down the eldest brother.

There is a saying in Nanxia: Whoever created the figurines has no descendants?

If the second brother is really allowed to become Da Kehan ​​with this method, how can he convince the adults of each tribe? I'm afraid that the races will be separated again.

At this time, Tuoba Chuo heard Tuoba Liwei's instructions and hesitated for a moment. He did not directly agree, but carefully reminded:

"Sir, it's just the beginning of spring, the snow has not yet completely melted, and the horses have just survived the winter. They have lost weight seriously and have weak horsepower. Is it too risky to send out troops in a hurry?"

Tuoba Liwei looked a little out of sorts, but what he said at this time was in order:

"You have to start when there is still snow, otherwise when all the snow turns to water, the ground will become muddy and the horses will not be able to run."

"Can a cavalryman still be called a cavalryman if his horse cannot run?"

"As for the weak horses, I went to ask Nanxia for fodder and black beans to keep them fat. They asked us to come and support them. They should provide us with food for our horses and people."

"Otherwise, when the grass grows on the grassland, the horses will suffer from diarrhea after eating it, and then there will be no way to send troops."

In winter, horses eat only hay. If they suddenly switch to eating fresh grass after spring, they will start to have loose stools, and the fat loss will become more serious.

Only after the horse has adapted to eating fresh grass for a period of time will it gradually gain weight again.

If you don't set out before spring starts, but wait until the horses get used to the fresh grass before setting off, you will have to wait until at least late spring.

Feng Wenshen, Feng Wenshen, chose to send troops to Hebei in the last month of winter, and it was indeed not without reason.

It happened to be stuck at the most inconvenient time for the Prairie Warriors to fight.

But he certainly didn't expect that this winter would be much warmer than previous years.

They would never have thought that Da Xianbei's elite cavalry would set off early and arrive at the battlefield in Hebei.

"Don't worry, the horses picked out this time are all the best and strongest war horses in the clan. When you get to the edge of the Nanxia Pass, ask the people of Nanxia to provide refined grain to feed the horses. They dare not deny it."

"With the refined food provided by the Southern Xia people, our war horses can continue fighting without having to go to the grassland for more than a month."

Tuoba Chuo listened and finally agreed, but still asked one more question with some worry:

"But sir, what if the Southern Xia people are not willing to provide us with refined grains?"

"Then let them face the Han army alone!" Tuoba Li sneered slightly, "If a war horse can't run, is it still called a fine horse?"

"Or are they planning to make us dismount and fight? A warrior on the grassland cannot leave his horse, just like an eagle cannot leave the sky."

"My child understands."

Soon, Da Kehan's horn calling for warriors sounded on Tuoba Xianbei's territory.

"Go south, go south!"

"Nan Xia's place has prepared your food for you to eat and drink to your heart's content!"

The entire Tuoba Xianbei began to boil.

The Xianbei people, who had not had enough to eat all winter, had greed in their eyes. They urgently needed food to fill their stomachs and feel the fullness in their bellies.

Driven by hunger, they shouted and cheered, eager to go south.

The 30,000 Xianbei elite cavalry who had been prepared in advance were quickly gathered, and under the leadership of Tuoba Chuo, they set off toward the south in a mighty manner.

Tuoba Liwei saw him off personally, and every Xianbei warrior who passed in front of Da Kehan ​​would subconsciously puff up his chest.

Leading Tuoba Xianbei to the largest tribe in the grassland made Tuoba Liwei recognized by most of the warriors.

The legend of the Son of the Goddess cast a mysterious color on Tuoba Liwei, causing many people in Tuoba Xianbei to turn this recognition into blind worship.

So Tuoba Li gave a slight order, asking them to go into battle before the snow had completely melted. They did not resist. Instead, they actively prepared their horses and followed the order to go south.

It seemed that they really thought that the people of Nanxia would prepare food to welcome their arrival as Da Kehan ​​said.

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"Get ready to go!"

Just as the Tuoba Xianbei warriors were heading south with full of desire and hope, General Zhendong, who had rested for more than 20 days in the wintering place of the Meiluhui tribe, also crushed the exposed icicles with one foot and gave the order.

At the same time, he ordered Dou Bin who came to listen to his orders:

"Go and gather all the young and strong people in the tribe. One of your two sons will go with the army, and the other will stay in the tribe. Leave a month's rations for the old and weak, and take all the remaining food."

Dou Bin was shocked when he heard this. He ignored the remaining snow on the ground and quickly crawled on the ground and begged:

"Dear general, if you only leave a month's rations, it will be tantamount to killing them all. We, the Meiluhui tribe, will always be loyal to the Han Dynasty. I beg you to spare their lives."

General Zhendong looked at Dou Bin crawling on the ground, and the brothers Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti who were horrified and somewhat at a loss, and smiled indifferently:

"Don't worry, the Han Dynasty will not treat the tribes that serve the Han Dynasty unfairly. This is the case in Nanzhong, Liangzhou, and the grassland."

"The Han Dynasty will only punish those rebellious people who do not obey the king's orders."

Dou Bin, who was lying on the ground, heard this and his mouth twitched.

Punishment?

You call this a punishment?

I don’t know what the tribes that were slaughtered by Feng the Plague God would think when they heard this?

Then General Zhendong continued to say:

“The Han can be a strict mother or a kind father. As for whether it is a strict mother or a kind father, it depends on the child’s performance.”

When Dou Bin heard this, he felt that something seemed wrong, but he couldn’t tell what was wrong.

Because General Zhendong was saying:

“What’s more, Chief Dou is from the Fufeng Dou family. Strictly speaking, he is also a Han citizen. Now that he has led his people to surrender, how can the Han treat him badly?”

“In a month, the Han will send enough supplies. Not only will we provide enough food and clothing for your people who stayed behind, but we will double the food and use for these days.”

Dou Bin heard this and kowtowed again: “Thank you, General!”

Kind father, the Han is indeed a kind father!

General Zhendong glanced at the brothers Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti who were still standing:

"There is also a part of the reward promised to you, and you can cash the bills in your hands."

This time, the two finally came to their senses, and hurriedly accompanied their master to prostrate on the ground, and shouted in surprise:

"Thank you, General!"

Isn't it for the reward from my father that I sold so many heads?

"Okay, go and prepare, and we will break camp and set off immediately in three days."

"Yes!"

Before Dou Bin walked out of the Han army's camp, he heard the wailing of red deer one after another.

The blade cut into the deer's neck, first a layer of skin was easily cut open, and then there was the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.

The red deer's eyes were full of fear and despair, and it used all its strength to make a shrill wail, which echoed over the camp, making people tremble.

As the butcher knife penetrated deeper, blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the butcher's hands and the butcher knife, as well as the surrounding ground.

The deer's body gradually lost strength in the violent trembling, and finally fell to the ground, leaving only a pool of blood and a still beating heart.

The part-time butcher soldier did not stop his actions, and continued to use the butcher knife to cut open the deer's abdomen and remove the internal organs.

Each cut seemed so skillful and decisive, his hands shuttled through the blood and internal organs, but his movements were unusually steady and fast.

The snow was about to melt, and the deer cart was no longer of much use.

These sika deer pulling the cart also began to fulfill their last mission of this trip:

Provide meat for the soldiers and let them have a full meal.

The rest will be made into meat jerky and serve as military rations.

While the weather has not completely warmed up, these meat jerky can be stored for a few more days.

Watching the Han army killing deer wantonly, Dou Bin couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

When there was a shortage of food during the winter, the tribe would also kill livestock to fill their stomachs.

But in general, people on the grassland still cherish their livestock.

They would not kill livestock in such large quantities until the last moment.

And this Han general, with one order, killed them all, and the deer that pulled them here in winter.

Seeing Dou Bin's complicated eyes, Dou Pin, who sent him out of the camp, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Li Yan, I think the name of your tribe should be changed."

"What?" Dou Bin was immersed in a complicated mood and did not react for a while, "Why change it?"

"No Deer Huibu, No Deer Huibu, this is really not a single deer returned!"

Dou Pin sighed a little, and suggested, "Why not change it to Kaiguibu, triumphant return, how about it?"