Zhu Rong knew very well in his heart that his tribe was going downhill, and he had no children under his knees and only one daughter. Although this daughter is very good, and it is not bad to inherit her name of Zhurong in the future, she is a woman after all.

In this era, whether it is the Nanban, the Han people, or the Hu people, the power is basically controlled by men, and women exist as vassals of men. No matter how good his daughter is, it is still difficult to convince the public, and it is even more difficult to continue to grow with the Zhurong tribe.

Therefore, Zhu Rong chose to marry Meng Hu, the leader of the strongest Meng tribe in the Southern Barbarians, and took the initiative to back down to gain the trust and support of the Meng clan, so that his tribe would not decline.

After all, Nanban is respected by the strong, and although he is a contemporary Zhu Rong, he still has deterrent power, but he is just a paper shell. As long as Meng Hu stands up, his status will plummet. Rather than being directly knocked into the abyss by Meng Hu, it is better to take the initiative to retreat and endure and survive.

Although Meng Hu seems to be vulgar, he is actually coarse and delicate, and he is beautiful in his heart. Zhu Rong's concession couldn't be better in his opinion, for such a long-standing tribe, no one knows what hidden backhand it has, and mutual compromise is good for both sides.

Zhu Rong took the initiative to stand up and support Meng Hu, and everyone immediately understood that Meng Hu, the king of the Southern Barbarians, was determined. The tribes that had been opposed also died down and fell silent.

Seeing this, Meng Hu grinned and said, "Okay! It seems that none of you are against it. Then since this is the case, I, Meng Hu, will be the only controller of my Nanban, the king of Nanban! ”

The look of fanaticism flashed in Meng Hu's eyes, he had waited too long for this day. I really have to thank these Han people, otherwise it will take a lot of time and effort to unify the Nanban.

The tribes of Goodwill and Menghu were also very happy, and they all smiled and congratulated. All kinds of praise are endless.

No one paid attention, Yang Pu in the corner and the scholar beside him glanced at each other, and a trace of joy flashed in their eyes.

Yang Pu, who can come up with an army of 10,000, will naturally not be a simple character. In Nanban, except for the tribe where Meng Hu and Zhu Rong are located, it is his tribe that is the most powerful.

Yang Pu is not as rude as most barbarians, he is very treacherous, and he has a lot of connections with the families within Yizhou. secretly left and right between Nanban and the family, and walked step by step to today's position.

This time Yuan Shu attacked Yizhou, and Yang Pu took the opportunity to lead the young men under his command to come out of the nest, wanting to take advantage of the chaos to loot and make a windfall. As he thought, he did gain a lot at first, but then he didn't know how to relent, and he still didn't stop after learning that Yizhou had been taken by Yuan Shu, but he didn't expect to bump into Tai Shici, the killing god, and lost more than half of the young Zhuang under his command.

You know, this time, he took out almost all the young men under his command and brought out the army of nearly 10,000 people. This wave of defeats basically halved the combat power of his tribe.

This product can be ranked below Meng Hu and Zhu Rong not by force, but by resourcefulness. Although his resourcefulness is not very high, it is much better than these holes where his brain is basically a decoration. Coupled with the ruthlessness of this thing, it will reach today's status.

However, unlike Meng Hu and Zhu Rong, who have the support and convincing of many people, this thing is alone, and there are many enemies, and the surrounding cave masters have been pitted by him and have enmity with him, so they will fall into the well when they learn that he was defeated.

When he returned to the tribe, Yang Pu immediately understood that something was wrong. Having lost most of his youth, he is completely fat, and the cave masters around him have enmity with him. Once they get the news, he's done.

So he and the children of the family who came to defect under his command made a calculation, and decided to pull the other barbarian leaders into the water. It just so happened that at this time, Meng Hu invited them to discuss things, wasn't this the best opportunity?

Yang Pu was decisively ready to sell these people and let them be defeated like himself, so that everyone would return to the same running line, and he would no longer have to worry.

Yang Pu thought that with the continuous mountains and miasma in the Nanban region, the Han people would definitely not be able to attack it, so he had no scruples at all.

It is best that this defeat can make Meng Hu be pointed out by Qianfu, and when the time comes, he may be able to take advantage of the situation and rise to a higher level.

Yang Pu even faintly hoped in his heart that Meng Hu and Zhu Rong would be wiped out by Yuan Shu's army, and then the entire Nanban would be his own family.

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Ten days later, on a plain in Yizhou, Guo Jia looked at a large area of chaotic barbarians not far away, turned his head to Tai Shici and said, "It seems that these barbarians have brought most of the young and strong. Wait a little lighter, just defeat them, and catch more alive. ”

Tai Shi Ci nodded, in the face of these barbarian soldiers who fought separately and did not form an army at all, he really felt that there was no pressure at all, and he felt a little invincible.

"These people don't even know how to use cloud qi, and they don't know where they got the courage to face our army!" Yang Xiu said disdainfully on the side. "If General Dian is here, I'm afraid that I can defeat this army by myself, it's really a waste of such a good soldier."

Meng Hu didn't know that these people on the other side were so disdainful of him, at this time, he looked at the nearly 50,000 barbarians behind him, and the whole person was full of spirit, and he felt that the world was in his hands. Looking at the Han army on the opposite side, which was only 30,000, Meng Hu smiled disdainfully in his heart.

With these weak chickens, the soldiers under my command can easily defeat one against three, and the battle should be over with just one charge.

However, as the king of the Southern Barbarians, he always has to show his heroism. Urging the male tiger under his crotch, Meng Hu came to the center of the two armies alone, and shouted: "Meng Hu, the king of the Southern Barbarians, again, who dares to come to die?" ”

Guo Jia glanced at this strong man wearing animal skins, hanging bone chains around his neck, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a fierce look, and turned his head to look at Tai Shici: "Ziyi, are you sure?" ”

There's no way, looking at this thing's body as majestic as Dian Wei, you know it's not easy to mess with. Looking at Tai Shici's figure again, he is obviously thinner than the other party by more than one grade, and Guo Jia is really worried.

Tai Shi Ci smiled confidently: "Don't worry, I have experience in this kind of strong man." ”

Tai Shi Ci's force, do you still need to talk about it? In history, he can fight on par with Sun Ce, and can be called the first fierce general of Eastern Wu. And although Meng Hu looks mighty, his own strength can only be said to be okay in the eyes of Tai Shici, but it is not worth mentioning compared to him.

However, after looking at the tiger under Meng Hu's crotch, and then at the BMW under his crotch, Tai Shici frowned, and he seemed to be in some trouble on the mount!

Although the BMW under his crotch is also one in a million, it is only a horse after all, and he may have a natural disadvantage against the tiger. What if the tiger on the opposite side roars and the horse under his crotch runs away?