sovbooks Chapter 1378 Departure
Chapter 1378 Departure
Chapter 1378 Departure
More than ten years ago, the clan learned that a disciple of the mountain sect had come out of the mountain with a secret treasure left by their ancestors, "The Art of War by Wu'an Jun", so they traveled thousands of miles to seek it.
Who would have thought that Feng Mingwen, though young, was worthy of the title of ruthless, shrewd and far-sighted Ghost King.
Not only did he survive the desperate situation arranged by his tribe members, he even took the opportunity to kill his tribe members and the strongmen they had carefully trained.
(Note: Chapter 0710: Xianbei Elite Cavalry)
That battle not only caused heavy losses to the tribe and seriously damaged its vitality, but even more than half of the tribe’s deployment in the Western Xianbei was destroyed.
Of course, within a few years, the Western Xianbei were completely destroyed, and the remaining arrangements also disappeared.
I can only say that he is worthy of being someone who came out of the mountain gate, and he is indeed extraordinary.
Now it seems that it was that calculation that completely angered this person.
That time, not only did he not kill all the captured tribesmen, he also deliberately left ten people behind and brought back the clothes of the tribe elders.
This is a demonstration!
This person was telling the tribe that he had noticed their presence on the grassland.
From then on, he began to massacre the Xianbei people crazily.
It seems that he will not stop until all the Xianbei people are wiped out.
To outsiders, they thought that this man was opening a pasture to sell wool, but in fact, this move was exactly the old wisdom of the Han family's ancestors: repairing the plank road in public and marching across Chencang in secret.
After all the Hu people on the grassland were slaughtered, the tribesmen naturally had no place to live.
The method is extremely crude, but we have to admit that it is simple and effective.
This person has such a vengeful temperament. It can be seen that these ancient mountain sects really do not regard the people of the world as human beings, but treat the world as a plaything.
And judging 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 and abetted by the Nan Han family (Han Long).
Therefore, whether in public or in private, we cannot sit idly by and do nothing about this matter.
All I heard was the black-robed butler calmly saying to Tuoba Liwei:
"Kehan gathered all the tribes with his loyalty and trust, and all the leaders were willing to die for him. They believed that Kehan could provide them with shelter when they were in trouble. Therefore, regardless of distance, they all came to submit to him, and that is how the Tuoba clan became what it is today."
"Now Kehan and Nanxia Sima Yi have made an alliance. If we watch him die without helping him, we will be breaking our trust. If we lose our trust, we will destroy the foundation of the Tuoba clan."
"If this is the case, how will Kehan gain the trust of the tribes in the future? Who on the grassland will dare to come and rely on him?"
Tuoba Liwei nodded when he heard this: "That makes sense, that makes sense!"
As he spoke, he stood up, lifted the tent curtain, walked outside the tent, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, then stood up straight, looked up at the sky, spread out his hands, and let the snow in his hands fall.
"The most recent snowstorm happened six days ago," Tuoba Liwei dug 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 white disaster is much less than in previous years, and our people have suffered much less. This is exactly the reminder and protection of the gods."
Tuoba Liwei nodded: "Yes, that's right."
Ever since he could remember, people had been telling him that he was the son of heaven and that 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 is convinced of this.
If not, where would the descendants of someone as powerful as Tan Shihuai be?
Where is Ke Bineng after Tan Shihuai?
Where are the Western Xianbei?
Only the Suotou tribe, which originally had no place to stand and once took shelter under the Moluhui tribe, has become the largest tribe on the grassland.
The Tuoba Xianbei, with Suotou as its core, also became the largest force on the grassland.
The gods have always been blessing the Tuoba clan, and the goddess has always been watching over her descendants.
With the blessing of the gods and goddesses, we will definitely be able to defeat the Han Kingdom this time.
At that time, the Tuoba clan can focus on taking over Liaodong with confidence.
With the support of Liaodong, which provided a stable source of food and clothing, why would Tuoba Xianbei worry about its prosperity?
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.
It is not known whether Tuoba Liwei really heard the voice of the gods, or whether he had lived on the grassland for more than seventy years and instinctively knew the climate changes on the grassland.
Anyway, there was no more snow on the grassland in the next ten days or so.
The snow on the grass was also quietly becoming thinner.
In some places, even the icicles underneath have been faintly revealed.
When you step on it, it makes a "crackling" sound, which is the sound of the icicles being broken.
"I knew that the gods have always been blessing us, the Great Xianbei!"
Tuoba Liwei stretched out his hands towards the sky and shouted.
The sun shone on his body, and feeling the long-lost warmth, Tuoba Liwei took a deep breath, then turned around abruptly and ordered loudly:
"Go and call Ah Chuo over to me."
Tuoba Chuo, the third son of Tuoba Liwei, learned that Kehan wanted to summon him, and he quickly rushed over:
"Sir, do you have anything to tell me?"
Tuoba Li nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:
"That's right. Our ally, Sima Yi, the Lord of Hebei, is under attack from the Han State and needs our support."
"I have picked out the best war horses and half of the warriors in the tribe. You will lead them south to support Hebei."
When they thought that the Han Kingdom, which was determined to stop them from supporting Hebei, was fighting with Sima Yi in Hebei, they would find that the elite Xianbei cavalry, under the protection of the gods, suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
Thinking of this, Tuoba Liwei suddenly found it very interesting.
I wonder what expression the so-called Feng the Plague God would have when he found out that his carefully planned plan had gone to waste in one day?
Looking at the adult who seemed to be in a somewhat unpleasant mental state, Tuoba Chuo couldn't help but feel worried.
Different from Tuoba Xilu, who was determined to oppose Tuoba Shamo Khan and compete for the right of succession.
Tuoba Chuo was quite intelligent and strategic.
He knew that the adult's mental state had not been normal in recent years.
I don’t know if it’s because the adult is too old - seventy-two years old, not to mention on the grassland, even in Southern Xia, that’s already considered an old man.
So it might get a little confusing.
At least in the matter of the eldest brother (i.e. Tuoba Shamo Khan), the adults acted a little inconsiderately - or confusedly.
It would have been fine if he had allowed his second brother (Tuoba Xilu) to fight with his eldest brother, but he actually allowed his second brother to send people to hunt down his eldest brother.
There is a saying in Southern Xia: Will the one who first made clay figures for burials have no descendants?
If the second brother were to become the Dakehan by this means, how could he possibly convince the leaders of the various tribes? By then, I'm afraid the races would be separated again.
At this time, Tuoba Chuo heard Tuoba Liwei's order, hesitated for a moment, and did not respond directly, but carefully reminded:
"Sir, it is just the beginning of spring, the snow has not yet completely melted, and the horses have just survived the winter and have lost a lot of weight. Wouldn't it be too reckless to send troops in a hurry?"
Tuoba Liwei looked a little mentally unstable, but what he said was logical:
"We have to set out when there is still snow. Otherwise, when the snow melts into water, the ground will become muddy and the horses will not be able to run."
"Can cavalry still be called cavalry if the horses can't run?"
"As for the weak horses, we can ask Nanxia for fodder and black beans to fatten them up. They asked us to come and provide us with food for the horses and men."
"Otherwise, when the grass on the grassland grows, the horses will have diarrhea after eating it, and we will be unable to send troops."
In winter, horses eat only hay. If they suddenly switch to eating fresh grass in spring, they will start to have diarrhea and lose weight even more seriously.
Only after the horses have adapted to eating fresh grass for a period of time will they gradually gain weight again.
If you don't set out before the beginning of spring, but wait until the horses get used to the fresh grass, you will have to wait until at least late spring.
Feng the Plague God, Feng the Plague God, there was indeed a reason why he chose to send troops to Hebei in the last month of winter.
It just happened to be the most inconvenient time for the grassland warriors to go into battle.
But he certainly didn't expect that this winter would be much warmer than previous years.
They would never have thought that the elite cavalry of the Great Xianbei would set out early and arrive at the battlefield in Hebei.
"Don't worry. The horses we picked this time are all the best and strongest war horses in the tribe. When you arrive at the Nanxia Fortress, ask the people of Nanxia to provide fine grain to feed the horses. They dare not refuse."
"With the fine grain provided by the Nanxia people, our war horses can continue to fight, instead of suffering from diarrhea for more than a month like they did on the grasslands."
After hearing this, Tuoba Chuo finally agreed, but still asked one more question with some concern:
"But sir, what if the Nanxia people are unwilling to provide us with fine grains?"
"Then let them face the Han army alone!" Tuoba Li sneered, "If the war horses can't run, can they still be called elite cavalry?"
"Or do they intend 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, the sound of Dakehan's horn summoning warriors was heard in Tuoba Xianbei's territory.
"Go south, go south!"
"Nanxia has prepared your food. You can eat and drink to your heart's content!"
The entire Tuoba Xianbei began to boil over.
The Xianbei people, who had not had a full meal all winter, had greed in their eyes. They urgently needed food to fill their stomachs and feel the fullness in their belly.
Driven by hunger, they shouted and cheered, and couldn't wait to go south.
The 30,000 well-prepared Xianbei elite cavalry were quickly assembled, and under the leadership of Tuoba Chuo, they set out towards the south in a mighty force.
Tuoba Liwei personally saw them off, and every Xianbei warrior who passed by Dakehan would subconsciously straighten their chest.
Leading Tuoba Xianbei to become the largest tribe on the grassland, Tuoba Liwei was recognized by most of the warriors.
The legend of the son of heaven cast a mysterious veil on Tuoba Liwei, causing many Tuoba Xianbei people to transform this recognition into blind worship.
So when Tuoba Liwei gave an order and asked them to go into battle before the snow had completely melted, they did not resist, but instead actively prepared horses and followed the order to move south.
It seemed that they really believed that the people of Nanxia would have prepared food to welcome their arrival as Dakehan said.
-
"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 twenty days in the wintering area of the Meiluhui tribe, also crushed the exposed ice with one foot and gave the order.
At the same time, he instructed Dou Bin who came to listen to his orders:
"Go and gather all the young and strong men 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 worth of food for the old and weak, and take all the remaining food with you."
Dou Bin was horrified when he heard this. He ignored the remaining snow on the ground and immediately prostrated himself on the ground, begging:
"Your Excellency, if you only leave them one month's worth of food, it would be tantamount to killing them all. We, the Meiluhui tribe, will always be loyal to the Han Dynasty. We beg you to spare their lives."
General Zhendong looked at Dou Bin, who was lying on the ground, and the brothers Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti, who were horrified and somewhat at a loss, and smiled calmly:
"Don't worry, the Han Dynasty will not mistreat the tribes that serve the Han Dynasty. This is true in Nanzhong, Liangzhou, and the grasslands."
"The Han will only punish those rebellious people who do not obey the king's orders."
Dou Bin, who was lying on the ground, twitched his mouth when he heard this.
discipline?
You call this punishment?
I wonder what the tribes that were slaughtered by God of Plague Feng would think when they heard this?
Then I heard General Zhendong continue to say:
"The big man can be a strict mother or a kind father. As for whether he is a strict mother or a kind father, it depends on the child's performance."
When Dou Bin heard this, he felt like something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.
Because General Zhendong was going on:
"What's more, Chief Dou is from the Fufeng Dou clan. Strictly speaking, he can be considered a Han citizen. Now that he has led his people to surrender, how can the Han Dynasty treat him unfairly?"
"In a month, the Han people will send enough supplies to not only provide enough food and clothing for those of you who remain, but we will also double the food and clothing we have consumed during these days."
Dou Bin heard this and kowtowed again: "Thank you, General!"
Kind father, the big man is indeed a kind father!
General Zhendong glanced at the brothers Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti who were still standing:
"And part of the rewards promised to you will also be sent over. You can cash in the bills in your hands."
This time, the two finally came to their senses and hurriedly crawled on the ground with their master, shouting in surprise:
"Thank you, General!"
Isn't it just for the reward from the loving father that he sold so many heads?
"Alright, get ready. We will break camp and set off in three days."
"Here!"
Before Dou Bin walked out of the Han army's camp, he heard the cries of elk one after another.
The blade cut into the deer's neck, first a layer of skin was easily cut open, followed by the sound of flesh tearing.
The elk's eyes were filled with fear and despair, and it used all its strength to let out a shrill wail. The sound echoed over the camp, making people tremble.
As the butcher's knife penetrated deeper, blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the butcher's hands and knife, as well as the surrounding ground red.
The deer's body gradually lost strength as it trembled violently, and finally fell to the ground, leaving only a pool of blood and a still beating heart.
The soldier who worked part-time as a butcher did not stop his actions and continued to use the butcher knife to cut open the deer's abdomen and take out the internal organs.
Every cut seemed so skillful and decisive; his hands moved through blood and internal organs, but his movements were unusually steady and swift.
The snow will melt and the deer cart will no longer be of much use.
These red deer pulling the carts also began to fulfill their last mission of this trip:
Provide meat for the soldiers so that they can have a full meal.
The rest will be made into jerky and used as military rations.
As the weather has not yet completely warmed up, these jerky can be stored for a few more days.
Watching the Han army killing deer in large numbers, Dou Bin couldn't help swallowing.
When there is a food shortage during the winter, the tribe will kill livestock to satisfy their hunger.
But in general, people on the grassland still cherish their livestock.
Livestock would not be killed in such large numbers until the last minute.
This Han general gave the order to kill them all, and the deer they killed were the deer that they had brought here in the winter.
Seeing Dou Bin's complicated look, Dou Pin, who was escorting him out of the camp, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Li Yan, I think you need to change the name of your tribe."
"What?" Dou Bin was immersed in a complicated mood and didn't react for a while, "Why do you want to change it?"
"No deer have returned. No deer have returned. This really means that not a single deer has returned!"
Dou Pin sighed a little, and suggested, "Why not change it to 'Kaiguibu', 'returning triumphantly', how about that?"
(End of this chapter)