New Story of Lv Bu

Early the next morning, the newly appointed King of Qiang, Gerili, came to the camp where the Han family recruited the envoy of Western Qiang, Lu Zheng. He was accompanied by the two newly appointed chiefs Chamuhe and Samba. Behind them were twenty. Several ten thousand chiefs. Hundreds of soldiers were escorting several carts, all with heads hanging from them. There were men and women, old and young, all with hideous faces. Among them, dozens of them were former enemies of Chamuhe and Samba, and this time they were also carried by the two of them with private goods. Naturally, this kind of trivial matter, Father Greli would not go into deep. When the water is clear, there are no fish, and when people are observant, there are no disciples. Father Greli has been in charge for a lifetime, and he is smart!

After arriving at the Han army camp, Gerili did not go to see Lu Zheng first, but took his subordinates to the open space where the corpses of the Han army were piled up, arranged joss sticks and paper horses, and began to pay homage. "The sons of the Han family! Father Greli came to see you! You are all great boys, but unfortunately you end up in a foreign land. They are all the sins done by Huliji's fellow!" Father Greli cried. Shattered, very touching. Only the clever Samba noticed that the old man secretly wiped his eyes with his hands a few times.

After paying homage to the Han army who died in battle, Father Gerili gave the large number of cattle and sheep he brought to the heavy soldiers of the Han army. "Boys! These are 10,000 sheep, 1,000 fat cows, and 5,000 steed horses tomorrow! You have traveled thousands of miles to make a happy life for the Xiqiang people! You have worked hard! Great! Eat meat for the chunks, drink for the big names! Eat and drink well!"

After all this was done, Father Greeley took a group of ten thousand chiefs and thousands of chiefs, kneeling upright in front of the Chinese army's big tent, one by one, bowed their heads and couldn't afford it. Not to mention, the newly appointed Shao Dang Wang Ge Rili's work has really won him a lot of sympathizers. "This old man is doing things simply! One is one, the other is two!" "If Hu Liji did this early, would he still die so many people?" "The old saying goes well, and those who know the current affairs are handsome !" The Han soldiers discussed one after another.

Lu An didn't let Greli wait for too long. After a quarter of an hour, Father Greli and the thousands of households were invited into the big account.

Hundreds of teams gathered in a wilderness thirty miles away from Mucheng Valley. Yesterday, after hearing that Lu Zheng had chopped down Huliji and seventy thousand households, the five great Qiang kings took many small Qiang kings with them. The messenger left the camp overnight and went north. The envoy of the Han family to Xiqiang was a cold baby who didn't follow the card. It's better for him to know something, so don't annoy him.

"Gerili really cut down all of Huliji's descendants?" The prisoner sister Wang Qiang asked in astonishment. After all, he is still young, and there are few things he has gone through. "Does this still need to be asked? Burning a Qiang king, eight million households, eight people are dead, naturally he is the only one. I changed me, I will do the same! The grassland has always been easy That's right, the weak will eat the strong." King Feng Yang Qiang was as straightforward as ever. In the warm summer wind, his thin body stood like a tall tree.

"This matter has to be checked carefully. Burning Dangqiang has surrendered, and it is our turn next." King Xianling Qiang was scheming, old and cunning. He took a few breaths in his mouth and sucked. Fang Huazi said for a long time. "Gather the Qiang kings and envoys from all walks of life, and ask the big guys whether they are going to fight or surrender to the Han family, and discuss it."

After a while, many little spear kings and messengers rushed to them, they sat together in a group, listening to the five great Qiang kings to talk about the current situation. "This is the situation right now. It's a battle or a peace. The big guy thinks about it, and a referendum will be held for a while. But there is one thing. In any case, the big guys have to hug each other. Fighting alone is a dead end, Huliji is A **** lesson!" Among the five great Qiang kings, the first Qiang king is highly respected and kind, and the big guys are always willing to listen to his opinions.

Regardless of the fact that these small tribes are few and single, the leaders are smart people, much smarter than the old wolves on the grassland. It is precisely because the tribe is too small, their intelligence work is very good. With small fists, they have to see farther and their ears have to be stretched out longer, otherwise they would have been swallowed by the six tribes. Now, there won't be even a bone scum left.

What King Ling Qiang had said was old news, and they had already got the news. Even Chamuhe and Samba have a clear idea of ​​how they led the army to kill people and how they acted. By now, everyone has long understood the idea of ​​the Han family's unification of Xiqiang. It is the general trend and cannot be stopped. Rather than fighting the Han army clearly, it is better to compete at the negotiating table.

"Xianling King Qiang said it well! Anyway, the big guy really wants to hug you!" King Feng Yang Qiang said loudly in agreement. "We still need to make peace. The conditions provided by the Han family are very good, exchange markets, set up bargaining grounds, grant official posts, and send children to school. We only need to discuss the details with the Han family envoys." King Qiang, the small tribe is nothing more than cannon fodder when the war is started. It is no good to win. If the tribe is defeated, the tribe will be over, and the turtle son is willing to fight!

"Well said! Let's talk about the specifics. The big tribe eats meat, and the small tribe must have a sip of soup!" "Yes, that's it! More than one hundred and fifty tribes, big guys make up for it!" "The six yards of Dunhuang, Jiuquan, Zhangye, Wuwei, Jincheng, and Longxi are too few. Two more will be added. The big tribes are one for each person, plus a few small tribes, and the remaining three are the small tribes. Let's take care of it together!" Everyone started talking about it, and what they were most concerned about was the distribution of benefits.

Mutual markets mean the greatest wealth. Qiang people’s horses, cattle and sheep, and all kinds of leather goods have been exported. At the same time, they can exchange much-needed salt and various living materials from the Han family. In other words, whoever masters the market will hold the money bag. With the money bag, the soldiers will have enough money, and the fists will naturally be big. According to the practice of this dynasty, the exchange market was opened by the Han family, and the Han family and the Qiang people were jointly managed, with the Han family as the mainstay. The so-called joint management of the Qiang people was nothing more than sitting and sharing the fat.

When the little Qiang kings said this, the five great Qiang kings immediately understood that none of these little Qiang kings wanted to fight, and they were thinking about how to divide the flesh. The little Qiang kings didn't want to fight, even if they wanted to fight, they couldn't fight this battle! "Looking at what the Qiang kings meant, this battle is not going to be fought, so let's choose a few negotiators and fight for as many interests as possible with the Han family."

King Xianling Qiang was an old fox for many years. When he was old, he wanted to live a stable life for a few years, and his youthful ambitions and ambitions had long been blown away by the gale. He had already understood it in his belly, except for Shao Dang Qiang to Huliji, no Qiang tribe wanted to fight. He smiled, that's good, it's expensive, you can exchange it with your mouth, why do you want to use a knife?

"Let me say a few words, the big guy is right? It's not feasible." It was King Jian Gong Qiang who was speaking. Her voice was crisp and charming, full of allure, plus those big talking eyes and The milky white skin made all the Qiang kings dry and heartbroken. "Fried King Gongqiang, please speak up! I'll wait to listen." The big guy coaxed and laughed.

"Since the big guys have decided not to fight, let's talk about it. What I want to say is that we should bring the Shao Dang Qiang. Even though they have defeated the war, we are still Xi Qiang people after all. Father Greli Su Rili treats us well, and he is also a hero who can bend and stretch. This is what he did today. Many of you here did not think of it. This is being able to bend and stretch. For the safety of the tribe, he bowed his head and gave up that old face. What's that? This is the cleverness of Father Grili!"

"Okay, let's take the roasted Qiang." Several little Qiang kings nodded. After all, there is a big tribe to divide the fat, and their own piece is missing, and they are still a little unhappy in their hearts. "Shaodang Qiangji is proud, brave and good at fighting. If you don't bring him, he will make trouble for us. Then it will be troublesome." It was the King Hankai Qiang who was talking, and he was very jealous of Daddy Gerili.

"Shaodangqiang is a big tribe. Even though the defeat is horribly defeated, the envoys of the Han family will be pleased for what Elder Greli did. The captives will be released soon, and Shaodangqiang will still be one of the six tribes of Xiqiang. "The King of Jian Gong Qiang said his judgment. "If you want to gain more benefits from the negotiating table, you have to find a way to overwhelm the Han people. I think we propose a competition, and we will come together! I am embarrassed by them."

"Fried King Gong Qiang said it well! Wu is one more than I am!" Rachel Qiang shouted with a grin. At the same time, the first warrior in the Qiang tribe was excited when he heard the competition. "I will participate!" "I will also participate!" Among the many kings of Qiang, there are drunk warriors, especially the small tribes. Upon hearing this, they immediately jumped up! "Don't worry! Don't worry!" King Jian Gong Qiang stretched out his white hands and pressed down.

"Let’s choose a negotiator first. One person from each of the six tribes, and ten from the other small tribes. How about a referendum when something is difficult?" "Good!" "I agree!" The Qiang kings immediately got up. According to the method of King Gong Qiang, it was indeed a referendum by the big guys, not the big tribes.

A quarter of an hour later, ten negotiators were elected, and the highly respected King Xianling Qiang became the chief negotiator. "Participants in the contest go to Hankai Qiang King and Feng Yang Qiang King to sign up. They will arrange the order of appearance and direct them on the spot. Everyone, how should this Wen Bi compare?" Feng Yang Qiang raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd. Then he touched the gray beard and asked.

"I think it's better than jail time. I have one or two cases in my hand, and I have never known how to make a decision." Sister Jao Qiang said. "I have it too, it's hard to decide!" "I have it too!" The little Qiang kings spoke up and down, and they broke into prison. They were not their strong point, and they were already unbearable. In this way, once the lawsuit has been settled and the goal has been achieved, why not do it?

"Then it would be better than jailbreaking! I'll have to make arrangements for King Gong Qiang!" First Ling Qiang made the decision.