The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Is this the tribe of the Hu people?" Chen Mo jumped off his horse, looked around and laughed, "Why is it like a market?"

"With so many people here, it naturally attracts a lot of vendors." Lao Zhu found a place to take out the things he had left over, and laughed, "You can make a lot of money."

"You really work hard." Chen Mo said sincerely. Lao Zhu actually made a lot of money this time. He made a fortune from selling salt before. Chen Mo gave him two horses from the goods he sold. He promised 30%, but this 30% was not 30% of the sales, but 30% of the profit. Two horses were considered a lot. After selling these horses, cattle, sheep and animal skins, Lao Zhu's goods this time could at least quadruple or even more. He is still working so hard now, which makes Chen Mo admire him a little.

"Brother, you don't understand. Although you made money this time, you may not be so lucky next time. There are more people who eat this bowl of rice and die on the road. It takes at least a month or even longer to go out. How can you not make more money?" Lao Zhu shook his head and laughed.

"That makes sense." Chen Mo nodded. His goods had been packed and sold, and now he had nothing to do, so he took his people to stroll around the outskirts of the tribe.

"My Lord, what did you say to them?" Dian Wei asked curiously when he saw Chen Mo communicating with some Xianbei people from time to time.

"Ask who is coming." Chen Mo said casually.

"It's similar to what Lao Zhu said. Those who think they have some skills in the nearby tribes have come, and there are also some rangers in the Yanmen area." Chen Mo squatted on the side of the road like Lao Zhu. Uncle Wang, Uncle Zheng and Hao Zhao went to set up the dome. They would live here for the next two days, so they naturally had to have their own camp. That's how the large dome (that is, tent, it seemed to be called this at that time) outside came. As for Batagan, he disappeared after arriving here. I don't know where he went.

Although it was difficult for Batagan to communicate, he was not stupid and had considerable strength. He wrestled with Dianwei every day, and although he had never won, Dianwei had told Chen Mo that Batagan was quite strong. It was good enough for Dianwei to praise him like that, and Chen Mo was not worried about his safety.

In the distance, herders could be seen driving herds of cattle and sheep over, cursing as they walked, fearing that others would take away their lambs. The scene was a bit chaotic, and no one cared.

If he had a cavalry at this time, it would not take too many, and three or five hundred people would be enough to mess up the tribe and then level it.

Chen Mo squatted on the side of the road, looking at the surrounding environment, while maliciously guessing something in his heart.

"Friend, are you also here to participate in the Dugu tribe's marriage?" A man wearing animal skins that were several levels higher than those of ordinary Xianbei people came over and wanted to pat Chen Mo on the shoulder, but was stopped by Dian Wei who was standing by.

"What are you doing?" The man frowned and looked at Dian Wei. Even if Dian Wei's appearance was in the Xianbei area, it would scare a child to tears, not to mention the flamboyant murderous aura on his body. He didn't look like a good person at first glance.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mo turned his head and didn't stand up. He looked at the man, and his Xianbei language was more fluent than the other party.

"Which tribe are you from?" The man was a little stunned. He originally thought he was a Han Chinese based on his clothes, but he didn't expect that he spoke fluent Xianbei language, obviously a Xianbei person.

"I'm from Hedong, a Han Chinese." Chen Mo stood up. He is now taller than most people. He is more than eight feet tall, but he looks handsome and kind, so if he doesn't walk too close, there won't be too much oppression. But at this moment, Chen Mo stood up from the ground. He originally looked down at people and suddenly looked up at people. This contrast made people a little unacceptable. He subconsciously took a step back, and then felt a little embarrassed and looked a little ugly.

"Do you understand our Xianbei language?" The other party frowned.

"After all, you have to come here often to do business." Chen Mo nodded.

"You don't look like a businessman." The man said proudly: "I am Sang Ding, a famous eagle eye on the grassland. I can tell rabbits from wolves."

"Unfortunately, I am just a businessman." Chen Mo smiled and said: "Brother Sang Ding, what do you want?"

"Oh~" Sang Ding then thought of his purpose, looked at Chen Mo up and down and said: "Are you also coming to our tribe to participate in the marriage?"

"I think so, why doesn't the Dugu tribe allow Han people to participate?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"Of course not, our Dugu tribe also has Han blood, and it is the royal family of the Han family." Sang Ding said proudly.

As a Han Chinese, seeing that there are foreigners who are proud of having Han blood, Chen Mo still has some unspeakable excitement in his heart. He pointed to Dian Wei beside him and said: "But I already have a wife, and he is the one who participated in the marriage selection."

Dian Wei complained in his heart that he actually has a wife, and you clearly don't want one.

"Him?" Sandin frowned and looked at Dian Wei.

"Why?" Dian Wei's face turned cold when he saw this, and he said coldly.

"Looks like he is also a warrior. If so, then you can come too." Sandin nodded and extended his hand to the two of them.

"What's the matter?" Chen Mo asked in confusion.

"Because a distinguished guest has arrived, the chief invited everyone who wants to participate in this marriage selection. Of course, not everyone is qualified. We are responsible for the selection." Sandin said proudly.

"How to select?" Dian Wei asked curiously.

"Either as handsome as him, or as strong as you." Sandin looked at Chen Mo.

It doesn't sound fair. Why does Chen Mo only show his face?

Dian Wei was a little depressed and followed Chen Mo to the inside of the tribe. Sang Ding did not follow him. After all, he still had to screen other people. Dian Wei followed Chen Mo and frowned: "My lord, do you think that the Xianbei people look at their background when they get married?"

"Of course they do." Chen Mo nodded.

"Then can we still go in?" Dian Wei was surprised.

"What he said just now is actually family background." Chen Mo explained as he walked: "Strong and strong represents bravery. On this grassland, warriors are the scholars of each tribe. As for handsome appearance..."

Chen Mo shook his head and said: "Although it is unfair, in most cases, it is difficult for people with poor family background to be handsome."

Old Zhu is a person with some family background. He has been running around outside for many years, sleeping in the open air, his skin is rough, and his expression is a little listless, not to mention ordinary people, so this appearance is sometimes really a kind of identity proof.

Dian Wei carefully recalled the people he had seen. It is really difficult to find a handsome appearance among ordinary people. It is not that they are not good-looking, but they are forced by life.

Sometimes I feel helpless when I think about it.

"I thought it would be simpler on the grassland, but now it seems that it is just like that." Dian Wei said disdainfully.

"It is like this wherever there are people. There is no absolute fairness in the world." Chen Mo shook his head: "Let's go in and see the distinguished guest of the Xianbei people. It should be Tuoba Lin."

"I heard from Lao Zhu that he is a rare warrior of the Tuoba tribe." Dian Wei was eager to try.

"Don't worry, even if we have to fight, it can't be today." Chen Mo smiled as he walked.

"My lord, don't worry, I won't cause trouble for you." Dian Wei nodded and smiled.

Chen Mo nodded. After all, Dian Wei has seen the world, but he is not really stupid. Dian Wei knows very well when to do what, otherwise he can't always be the leader of Chen Mo's guards.

Yuanchu had already gathered quite a few people. Chen Mo took Dian Wei and squeezed in. In fact, the so-called banquet was different from that of the Han people. The grasslands here liked to have a group of people around barbecue or something. As the sun was setting, people were dancing on the empty field. A group of Xianbei men and women were dancing happily around the fire pot. There were two high platforms farther away. One was the chief of the Dugu tribe and the leader of the tribe. On the other high platform, there was a young man with several strong men around him.

Tuoba Lin?

Chen Mo looked at the other party, a little surprised. The information fed back by the system god showed that the other party also had a fate, a young wolf, but as the son of Tuoba, he would definitely be the chief of the Tuoba tribe in the future. This identity was worthy of the fate, and unlike Chen Mo's acquired fate, these people with inheritance rights were born with fate, but looking at the fate with only 2 points, Chen Mo shook his head. This fate represents a qualification, or identity and status, but also represents personal ability.

At least from the other party's fate, either the position is unstable or the ability is insufficient. Of course, in addition to this, there are also people who rely entirely on their ability to condense their fate. Chen Mo has only seen one such person, that is Lu Bu.

The night is getting darker, but this side is getting more and more lively.

Just when Chen Mo felt a little bored, he saw that Tuoba Lin suddenly stood up, clapped his hands and said: "Leader Dugu, I brought a gift this time. How about taking advantage of today to cheer everyone up?"

"Oh?" The old team leader looked at Tuoba Lin and smiled: "Okay."

The men and women who were dancing in the field followed the old team leader's wave and respectfully retreated. Tuoba Lin waved his hand, and soon, a group of people dragged a group of people into the field.

"This is..." The old team leader frowned and looked at Tuoba Lin.

"These are all Han slaves who committed crimes in our grassland!" Tuoba Lin said indifferently.

"This..." Chief Dugu frowned and stood up, looking at Tuoba Lin and said, "Tuoba Lin, we don't want to provoke the Han people."

Tuoba Lin looked down at the Han people who were tied together and said, "They obviously have no ability, but they rely on their Han identity to show off in our tribe. When have we, the men of the grassland, ever suffered such humiliation? Today, I will let everyone see how greedy and afraid of death these Han people are! They are not worthy of being our enemies at all, come!"

Immediately, a Xianbei warrior rushed out from behind the crowd and locked his bows and arrows on the Han people tied together in the field.

Tuoba Lin said calmly: "Give each of them a weapon and tell them that only five of them can be exempted from punishment, and the rest will only die! Don't even think about escaping."

"Go and inform Uncle Wang that there will be a war, everyone come in!" Chen Mo's face became gloomy little by little, looking at Tuoba Lin on the high platform: "Bring my bow and arrow too!"