Chapter Ninety-Seven, Ambition
Mu Lihu was dumbfounded, this reversal was a little fast, and he didn't turn the corner for a while. "General, why do you refuse such a two-way proposal?"
"Two benefits? It's just in your favor. Zhang Hao said disdainfully, "Annex all the tribes in Liaodong, but you can do it yourself." The key is to support you against the western Liaoxi tribe, I will contribute money and efforts to help you, and when you defeat the Wuhuan of Liaoxi, won't I just train another opponent to come out? ”
"How come, if the general helps me, it is said in the Chinese language that it is the reinvention of Entong, how can I take revenge?"
After Zhang Hao heard his words, his tone became even colder: "Since the twenty-fifth year of the establishment of the martial arts, Wuhuan has returned to the Han Dynasty again, and the court's reward for Wuhuan has never been cut off every year. However, over the years, Wuhuan has grown stronger and stronger, thinking that the Han family has repeatedly violated the border, and this year it has even invaded the south on a large scale. You say, "Is this a revenge?" ”
Mu Lihu hurriedly explained: "This... This... This is all Qiu Liju's ambition, he is not satisfied with the ranch he has now, and wants to expand his territory, so he will be ungrateful to invade the Han family. ”
"You want to annex the eastern Liaodong tribe and compete for the throne of the Khan, but you are also ambitious?" Zhang Hao looked at him with pity. Mu Lihu was stared at by Zhang Hao a little creepy, and he was speechless for a while.
"In this case, I think it is better to take advantage of the current lack of implementation capacity in eastern Liao, and move all the herdsmen to the Great Wall, split and resettle, and organize the households. In this way, it not only weakens Wuhuan, but also strengthens Pingzhou's strength, isn't it better? It's just that in this case, you don't seem to be of much use. ”
Mu Lihu looked at Zhang Hao in despair, he knew that he would die today, if he really did this, as a charismatic tribal chief, he would definitely not let himself live.
"Zhang Hao, you despicable villain, you want to exterminate our black and black species!" Mu Lihu pounced on Zhang Hao, but unfortunately he was caught by the two Wu Huan Yicong who were guarding him and pressed to the ground.
Mu Lihu's side face was close to the ground, his face became very distorted and hideous because of anger, and he still kept saying in Wuhuan language: "You are all Wuhuan people, why do you want to help the Han people slaughter your own people, you are all used by this villain in front of you, and you will be treated more miserably than slaves when you arrive in the Han Dynasty." Wake up, don't be fooled by him! ”
Zhang Hao looked at the guides who knew Chinese, and a guide who had been wiped out by Mulihu stood up and translated Mulihu's words for him.
When he heard this, he burst out laughing. This can be regarded as a relatively quaint nationalism, but Mu Lihu has a grudge against his own people in front of him for killing his son and taking his wife, alas, this kind of words are not convincing at all from his mouth.
"I see that you also know my Han culture very well, I don't know if you have heard this sentence." Zhang Hao squatted in front of Mu Lihu and said, "Yidi and Huaxia are Huaxia; Those who are in China and Yi Di, Yi Di Zhi. ”
Although Mulihu has also read many Han classics, I have never heard this sentence.
Zhang Hao felt very funny in his heart when he saw his confused appearance, the person who said this was not born yet, of course he had never heard of it.
"Although Yidi's status in the eyes of my Han people is indeed lower than that of slaves, as long as they learn Chinese, know Chinese characters, and identify with the identity of Han people from the bottom of their hearts, then they are Han people. So who will look down on them. ”
After saying that, he didn't pay attention to Mu Lihu, Zhang Hao stood up and said to the guides: "This person is handed over to you to dispose of." ”
After receiving the order, several guides instantly turned hideous, rushed towards Muli Lake, and slashed wildly with knives until they chopped him into meat sauce.
This Wuhuan chieftain with heroic thinking, before half of his business started, he collapsed here in Zhang Hao. However, his men were incorporated into the team by Zhang Hao, in order for them to take themselves to their tribe.
Because Mu Lihu admitted that he had destroyed several tribes, his eastern Liaodong tribe should now be the most populous of all the tribes.
Therefore, Zhang Hao planned to go to the tribe of Muli Lake first, and then go to the others after receiving the population and livestock.
The next day, Zhang Hao asked all the herdsmen in the tribe who had temporarily lived last night to take all their belongings and follow the guide back to the Great Wall, and then someone would settle them.
For these people, Zhang Hao is still a little sure. If they wanted their possessions and their wives and children to be safe, they had to go to the Great Wall.
Because if they take refuge in other tribes, all of them will become slaves, and their property will be taken away, so Zhang Hao is not afraid that they will run away when the time comes, even if they run away, Zhang Hao will have no loss.
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"Young master, the front is the eastern part of Liao." The guard said to Rathon.
On the vast snowfield, there are countless dense domes. Looking at the camp in front of him, which was twice the size of the ordinary tribal camp, he nodded.
It seems that since Muli Lake came back, he has annexed many tribes and captured a lot of people, such a large camp is already half the size of his own camp.
At this time, the ranger came back and reported to Badun: "Young Master Qiqi, Mu Lihu has not returned, and now the camp is full of old and weak women and children. ”
After listening to this, he showed a cruel expression. The traitor here is really a useless coward, and he thought that he ran back to the tribe to reorganize the army to resist, but he didn't expect him to run away again.
"Since Mu Lihu dares to resist the Wuhuan Royal Court, he must bear the wrath of the Royal Court. Warriors, let our horse's hooves break through the tribe in front of us, and kill all those who dare to resist! ”
All the cavalry let out excited cheers, and they all rode their horses and whips, and rushed towards the eastern Liaodong fall. The originally quiet eastern Liaodong settlement was suddenly filled with the sounds of grief, wailing, and crying.
All the rebels were killed, and the rest became the spoils of war under the command of Bunton.
Bunton looked at all this in front of him, and felt very wonderful in his heart. He had always hoped that his uncle would one day annex all of the Wuhuan and build an unprecedented Wuhuan empire.
It's a pity that my uncle didn't have that strength, so he had to compromise with all the tribal chiefs to become such an unstable khan.
Now is a golden opportunity, as long as he takes advantage of the current annexation of the population of all the tribes in Liaodong, the strength of the western Liaoxi tribe will expand rapidly, and the unification of Wuhuan will not be out of reach at that time.
By the time Zhang Hao arrived here with his people, everything was the same as what he had seen earlier, and the entire camp had turned into ashes.
"General, they left footprints, they went west!" A guide shouted loudly.
Now I don't know how long the people who plundered the tribe have been gone, but since they have left traces, they have to chase them anyway.
With these slaved herdsmen with them, the march slowed down considerably.
"Young master, there are chasing soldiers behind." A ranger came running over to report.
Bun Dun said disdainfully: "Hmph, it seems that the coward from Mulihu has gone back to see it, and it's too late to catch up now." Meet the enemy with me! ”
When the two sides met, Bunton immediately felt a little strange, some of these cavalry were dressed very strangely, not like the clothes of the Wuhuan people. But there's no time to think about that now.
The two sides came up and said hello directly. After a round of confrontation, Bun Dun was even more puzzled, wasn't Mu Lihu defeated by himself, where did he gather so many people from?
"Mu Lihu, you bastard, since you have been defeated by me, you can just flee to another place and wait for death, how dare you come back!" Bunton decided to stimulate him first.
Unexpectedly, a strangely dressed guy came out from the opposite side, and shouted to him in Chinese: "Presumably you are Qiu Liju's nephew Badun, I'm really sorry, Mu Lihu is dead, it seems to be dead in my hands!" ”
"Young master, it's Han, this is the general of the Han!" One of the guards said in surprise.
Badun was also shocked, Han general? Those who are dressed strangely are the Han cavalry, how can they be here, can they say!
"Han Dynasty people, since you know me, shouldn't you also report your name!" This time, he shouted in the Chinese he learned from his uncle.
"You have a point, but you have to remember that this may be the last Han Chinese name you've heard. Listen, my name is Zhang Hao, I am the assassin of Pingzhou in the Han Dynasty, the general of Duliao, and I am also the enemy who killed your uncle! ”
Zhang Hao was afraid that the other Wuhuan people on the other side who didn't understand Chinese would not understand, so he asked people to shout in Wuhuan again.
"What!" Bun Dun was shocked, that person claimed to be Zhang Hao, or his enemy, that is to say, his uncle was really defeated in Pingzhou as Mu Lihu said, and now he has died on the battlefield!
The Wuhuan cavalry under his command was even more frightened, the khan was actually killed by the Han Dynasty, such a fact made them unacceptable, and the army was unstable.
Bun Dun was keenly aware of this, and he immediately retorted: "You are talking nonsense, the Khan is blessed by the gods, how can he die, and besides, this time my Wuhuan army of 70,000 people is going south, how can it be so easy to be defeated."
I know, because you can't resist my uncle's army, so you, a member of the Han Dynasty, were ordered to come and mess with my Wuhuan rear, right? I'm telling you, with me here, you won't be able to succeed! ”
It is worthy of being the next Wuhuan Khan designated by Qiu Liju after his death, and he is quite good at justifying, but in the face of facts, all the rhetoric is so pale and weak.
Zhang Hao then shouted: "You don't believe it? Okay, I'll show you the proof. After saying that, he motioned for Zheng Meng to shoot something tied to an arrow at the opposite cavalry formation.
Well, the arrow landed just three steps in front of Badun's warhorse. The guards went up and picked up the arrows, touching them and handing them to Badun.
When he untied the object from the arrow, he immediately panicked.
"Look at it, it's one of the symbols of the Khan, the sound of the army. I'm really sorry, but your uncle's head, as well as another golden sword symbolizing the Khan, have been sent to Luoyang by me and dedicated to my Han Emperor, so I can't show it to you. And you'll have to keep it, and I'll get it back from you later!" ”
After speaking, Zhang Hao showed a hearty smile on his face.