He shouted at all the Khitan warriors.

"This Li Xingzhou is a bold guy!"

"I like his horses, I like this kid even more!"

"Roar!"

The Khitan warriors roared again.

This time, they shouted out their respect for a brave man.

Ku Moli looked at Li Xingzhou fiercely and said viciously.

"You, and your partner, are qualified to sit with us. The Khitan people like to talk about things at the wine table the most. ”

The bonfire at night, stretching and stretching in the vast night sky of the savannah, stretched red fire letters.

Around that bonfire, the Khitan warriors wore their upper bodies, and their arms were connected.

Dance with their thick thighs, use their rough voices to sing unique Khitan songs, worship heaven and earth, and worship God.

Then, they used thick sticks to prop up the cattle and sheep and grilled them over the fire.

The Khitan is an absolute carnivorous people, and they are happy without meat every day.

Their strength comes from their huge appetites.

However, even in the most affluent merchants, it is difficult to guarantee that there is meat to eat every day.

So they went around campaigning and hunting every creature they could.

The reason why they are not good at riding horses is because they weigh too much.

And their appetite made it difficult for them to refrain from slaughtering and drinking at the sight of a large number of horses.

In the tent of the Khitan patriarch, dozens of important Khitan figures sat down in priority and priority, and it was for the sake of withering Mo Li.

To his left, in turn, were the important leaders of the Khitan.

And Li Xingzhou sat on the right side of the dry Moli.

Behind them, a group of Khitan women lined up to serve food.

The figure of the Khitan woman is also tall and fierce, which is beyond compliment.

It should be said that in the first step of this first meeting, Li Xingzhou made a risky move, but he made the right move.

The Khitan warriors were not reasonable people, they were a predatory people.

But one thing that sets them apart from all bandits is that they have an unusual sense of honor.

They can't rob a guest who has come to the door by themselves.

On the contrary, Li Xingzhou was able to come alone, which fully demonstrated his courage and also showed that he recognized this sense of honor.

This made the Khitan people have a great impression of him.

Once you have the first impression, the rest will be easier.

As for breaking the dry nose, in the eyes of the brave and martial Khitans.

An injury is a trivial matter that could not be lighter.

Therefore, Li Xingzhou is now qualified to attend the Khitan and have the conversation he needs.

The oil dripping from the roast on the stove fell into the fire with a crisp explosion, and the Khitan warriors sang and shook the food on the campfire.

They like to dance at night and take advantage of the moonlight.

The tribal way of life, eating and drinking together, a nation, is like a family.

They work together to create the glory of their own nation and uphold the traditions of their ethnic group.

At this moment, Li Xingzhou was sitting beside Ku Moli, holding a thick yellow sheep hind leg in his hand.

For a while, I felt like I didn't know how to put it down.

By his side, Yan Shun was eating in large gulps, and his eating appearance was the same as those Khitan warriors, which was not flattering.

And Li Baishi ......

She frowned and looked at the food in her hand for a long time.

After thinking about it, he took out a knife and cut a small piece of it on it.

Then put it in your mouth and taste it slowly.

When she saw Li Xingzhou paying attention to her, she stuck out her tongue and smiled embarrassedly.

"How to eat a man!"

Ku Moli shouted at Li Xingzhou. Then he took a big bite of Jianzi meat, and his mouth was full of mouthfuls.

"The way men eat."

Li Xingzhou laughed back, and he also took a big bite hard.

The entrance is drunk and greasy, slightly spicy, and even has some bitter and spicy aroma.

In the aftertaste, Ku Mo Li has already shouted;

"Okay, Li Xingzhou, I've been waiting patiently until now. Now you can tell me what you're here for. ”

Speaking from the heart, the Khitan people have no good impression of the Tang people.

If it weren't for Li Xingzhou, he would still be a little prestigious, but I'm afraid that he hadn't seen it yet.

It may have been thrown out by the Khitan warriors.

Li Xingzhou smiled slightly: "I'm here to save the Khitan." ”

He was stunned and asked, "What do you mean by that?" ”

The meaning is simple. The Khitan is self-locked, conservative and stubborn, and if they don't save themselves, they will die sooner or later. ”

Li Xingzhou replied with a light smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone up and down the Khitan changed color at the same time.

A murderous aura immediately filled the entire tabernacle.

......

A Khitan man stood up, holding a bull-eared knife in his hand.

"The surname is Li, you dare to insult my Khitan! Lao Tzu slaughtered you! ”

He roared and swung a knife at Li Xingzhou.

Li Xingzhou casually picked up a meat plate on the table.

He didn't even look at the sharp knife that stabbed him in the chest, and smashed it at the big man with a plate.

The Khitan warrior's knife looked like it was about to pierce Li Xingzhou's chest.

But at the moment of sticking clothes, he couldn't move forward a bit.

Yan Shun's fierce face stared at him fiercely, and those big hands actually restrained him so much that he couldn't move.

Suddenly, Li Xingzhou's plate had already smashed his head and face, and in just one moment, he knocked the warrior to the ground.

With a bang, the man fell like a buffalo.

"Li Xingzhou, what do you mean by this!"

Dry and angry drinking. All the Khitan warriors in the battalion stood up.

"Respected Khitan King Ku Moli, I want you to see clearly, it was your subordinates who first moved on me." plum

Xing Zhou smiled, and he didn't pay any attention to this full account of samurai.

The Khitans advocate force and are weak, which is definitely not a good way to negotiate.

Soft with hard, hard with soft, is the best medicine to subdue these guys.

Yan Shun was holding the large piece of lamb's hind leg and gnawing wildly in his hand, while staring back at those Khitan men fiercely.

It seems that he is also in high spirits at the moment.

His physique is not inferior to those Khitan warriors, and he dares to use one against ten thousand in terms of momentum.

At this moment, he was the only one by Li Xingzhou's side.

But everyone looked at it one by one, and no one dared to step forward to do it.

Ku Moli suppressed the anger in his heart and roared.

"General Li, you said that the Khitan was closed and stubborn, and you have insulted the dignity of the Khitan!"

"If it's an insult to tell the truth, then I'm an insult."

Li Xingzhou replied with a smile.

"Bastard! When did my Khitan retreat? ”

"Over the years, when have I been guarding the Khitan?"

"Everyone said, we Khitan warriors, but there are days when we can't change hands when we are beaten!"

Ku Moli shouted.

"Never!"

Inside and outside the tent, hundreds of voices shouted at the same time.

Ku Moli stared at Li Xingzhou angrily.

"I'll give you a chance to explain! Li Xingzhou, this is my respect for you as a hero. But if you don't explain it well, you don't have to go back to your Zuo Yiwei. Even I, Khitan, will make your entire Zuo Yiwei die! ”

Li Xingzhou smiled slightly.

What he wants is to be able to listen to him calmly??

The eyes passed through the vastness of the dark night, and the melodious voice sounded melodiously in the tent, fluttering into the distance.

Li Xingzhou said softly.

"The great patriarch is withering, I have a question for you."

"You say."

"Forty years ago, how many people were in the Khitan?"

"Two hundred thousand."

"And now?"

"Ten thousand." Ku Moli was a little reluctant to answer this question. He thought for a moment and added.

"Although there are only more than 10,000 people, it is better than 100,000."

Li Xingzhou nodded with a smile: "That's right, although it is only 10,000 people, it is better than 100,000 people." But unfortunately, it can only be compared with 100,000 people, not 200,000 or 300,000. ”

Ku Moli's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Li Xingzhou smiled slightly: "I just want to ask the patriarch, what is it that makes the population of the Khitan wither?" ”

This question is inseparable.

Yes, what is the reason for the population of the Khitan to wither to this point?

Li Xingzhou asked all the Khitans this question that had plagued them for many years

Sui Daye Yuan, together with the Turks, attacked the Khitan tribe, "captured 40,000 of their men and women, killed their men, gave half of the women and livestock to the Turks, and returned the rest." "After this blow, the Khitan forces were seriously weakened.

In order to survive and develop, the loose alliance situation among the Khitan ministries was transformed into a fixed and permanent alliance.

During the dynasty, the various tribes of the Khitan tribe had formed a solid tribal alliance, namely the Dahe tribal alliance in the early stage and the Yaoran tribal alliance in the later period.

In addition to military operations, the terms of reference of the tribal alliance include political, economic, and judicial aspects.

"If the country has a disaster and the animal husbandry is declining, the eight ministries will gather to discuss."

This indicates that specific governing bodies began to emerge during the tribal confederation period.

"Forty years ago, the population of the Khitan reached 200,000 in its most glorious period."

"You are brave and fierce, and you are not afraid of death but do not obey restraint. You ignore the orders of the Tang Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, although you live on this grassland, you consider yourself the lord of the grassland. ”

"It's a pity that you are not a real horse people, and even the local Turks do not allow you."

"Therefore, you don't even need to make a move from the Tang Dynasty, you Khitan people yourself will be inseparable from all the tribes in the grassland."

"It was a confrontation between nations that lasted for decades, and there was no huge war, but there were small-scale confrontations that took place every day." 、

"With the unity and courage unique to your race, you Khitans have always been able to win victory after victory, but at the same time, your people are fighting less and less."

"There are too many ethnic groups on the grassland, and there are too many people."

"The Khitans will win every battle, and while they have built an immortal reputation, they are also weaker and weaker in every battle."

"To this day, the Khitan has only more than 10,000 people left, and you are still clinging to your original way of life and life, constantly fighting, predating, and dying."

"But you are no longer the overlord of this grassland."

"The Tang Dynasty is smart, they don't get involved in that ethnic strife easily, but let it weaken in internal strife, and act at the right time to stop a powerful race that may appear."

"Today, the remnants of the Khitan are still there, but no one is really afraid of you anymore."

"Your people... Too little. ”

With Li Xingzhou's faint words, the sentences came gently with the wind and floated to everyone's ears.

A long scroll of decades-long flesh-and-blood wars was gently spread out by him.

Countless blood was spilled, and the roar of the warriors was fierce and high-spirited in the war.

The horn of war is always ringing.

The Khitan, a naturally fighting people, never stopped fighting for a year, without a moment of recuperation.

Their warriors are getting more and more heroic, but their people are getting weaker and weaker.

All the people began to fall silent.

This is the eternal pain of the Khitan.

Brave and fearless warriors are the basis for the survival of this nation.

The continuous war is the main culprit of racial weakening.

Almost every soldier sitting here has a family member who died in that battle.

His dry throat seemed to be on fire, and he spat out dry words.

"Without the war, there would not be the prestige that the Khitan is so popular today. Without our Khitan warriors, there would be no healthy life for our families now. ”

"Khitan, it is impossible to stay away from war, a nation without strong warriors, without the right to stand in this world."

Li Xingzhou smiled.

"I didn't keep you away from the war, I just told you that there is something wrong with the way you are fighting."

Suddenly!

Ku Moli stood up again, ** a tiger and a tiger.

"Are you accusing us of not going to war?"

Li Xingzhou smiled.

"The people of the Tang Dynasty also fight wars every year, but why do the Tang Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, after a hundred years of war, become stronger and stronger?"

This topic is inseparable from the dryness.

"A thousand years ago, the major events of the country were only war and worship."

"But now, people have long abandoned the custom of asking for help from the ethereal god and turned to pragmatic farming and commercial exchanges, but the Khitan has maintained the habits and traditions that have been handed down for thousands of years."

"Abundant national strength is a favorable prerequisite for the sustainable development of war."

"I believe that the Khitan people also understand this. But it's a pity that the Tang people can make good use of things, but the Khitan people can't. ”

"The Khitans are too xenophobic, you have the strongest warriors in the world, so you are proud, you think you can fight all over the world with this."

"But the Tang people are different. We have used every means to strengthen ourselves, and most importantly, we have never given up on our concern for people's livelihoods, even during the war. ”

Speaking of this, Li Xingzhou flexed his four fingers.

Do you know what this number represents? ”

Everyone shook their heads.

"1.5 million troops, 40 million total population, less than 4 percent of the total population."

"One million of them are local garrisons and are supported by the local government."

"In the past ten years of war, there has never been a war with more than 200,000 people! This is the ratio of soldiers and civilians and the number of soldiers used in Datang Datang! ”

Li Xingzhou shouted.

"Look at you Khitan again!"

"But 12,000 people, 3,000 warriors!"

"Twenty-five percent of the population!"

"What does this mean?"

"Based on the average life expectancy of 60 years, the number of adult men who can be used for war in a country is calculated from 15 to 45 years old, which means that only about 25 percent of the entire population can be used for war!"

"And you, all the adult men have become warriors!"

"This means that in the years when there is no war, the Khitan will only starve to death!"

"This means that for every soldier killed in battle, the population base of the Khitan is declining by one member!"

"Even if your women can give birth again, I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand such a huge consumption!"