In the morning, fifty miles west of Yangle City, on the west side of the Xianbei camp, where the Mohu Department was located, Mo Hurong, the head of the tribe with loose hair, was looking at his torn tent like a dead father.

"Do you know how many times this has happened before?" Beside Mo Hu, a tall Xianbei warrior with braided hair asked angrily.

"Four times." The Xianbei soldier who was questioned was also frustrated.

"If you've known it four times, why don't you know how to be careful?"

"Don't blame him for this, don't lose your temper with your own people." Mo Hu came back to his senses, and hurriedly suppressed all kinds of emotions to soothe.

"Yes."

"Whoa."

"What did you lose this time?" Mo Hu asked as if nothing had happened.

"Turn back," the Xianbei soldier who was questioned before immediately looked angry when he heard this. "Two spears were lost, a tanned leather robe was gone, and a sack of corn ......"

"Son of a," only halfway through hearing it, Mo Huqi couldn't pretend to be able to do it at all. "When this is the manure pit of your own tribe? Come as you want, leave as you want?! ”

As soon as the head man scolded the street, the Mohubu camp, which was originally as lively as a market, quieted down, and almost all of them held the weapons in their hands and quietly looked at their own leader, who had won the hearts of the people, and waited for him to give an order, and they wanted to snatch back the things of their own tribe.

Mo Hu held the horsewhip, his face changed, but after a long time, he finally put on a smiling face: "I will tell Master Ke Zitan about this matter, don't be in a bad mood...... Cook in a kettle! Let's eat porridge today! ”

There was jubilation in the camp, and Mo Huqi sighed and turned back to his tent.

A very interesting thing is that in this dialogue, the people of the Mohu Department are all Yandi Chinese.

No way, the Xianbei people have no writing, the language system is not very scientific, they were originally fishing and hunting tribes, after getting on the horse, they forgot the technology of fishing and weaving nets, and followed the Huns in Mobei to learn a certain metallurgical technology, but after a hundred years, Mobei used bone arrows again...... So the question is, where is the cultural future of the Xianbei people?

Does this need to be asked?

There is nothing new under the sun, the only way out for this northern nomad is sinicization, there is no second way! The only difference is whether they are active or passive in the process.

So back to the present,The problems that Mo Hu is encountering now are actually caused by the rapid sinicization of the Mo Hu Department.。

The compatriots in Mobei are still using bone arrows, and they are still making sacrifices; The central royal court in Monan was thinking about how to promote the iron arrow, how to grab some iron armor from the Han people in the war, and how to draw nourishment from the Han people's border fortress culture to establish the Khan court system; But the Mohu Department located on the edge of Liucheng in Liaoxi is good, and he has learned Chinese without speaking, and even became a second-class dealer, what spirits, what step shake crown, what medicinal materials, what cloth...... After seeing so many things, how can you let them go back to history and engage in inferiority?!

To put it to an extreme point, Mo Huqi himself combs his hair in a bun when he goes to Liucheng to do business now! In fact, an important part of the surrounding tribes that distinguish the Mohu tribe is still their hairstyle...... Mohu has hair and beard now!

Baldness is outdated, you know?!

But then again, in this way, you have more knowledge, others have less knowledge, you have so many good things, and people are so poor...... It's all compatriots, right, what's wrong with stealing a few? Aren't Xianbei people robbing when they lack things? Stealing your things is already giving Ke the most face.

Moreover, do you want to fight for this kind of thing, or do you want to withdraw your troops and leave in a fit of rage? Is it true that the new Chubu adults are vegetarians?

In this way, it was lively outside the tent, but Mo Huqi in the tent was really a little confused...... Of course, he doesn't know what civilization evolution is, and he doesn't know what sinicization is, but it's an obvious thing that he is incompatible with the rest of the Xianbei tribes.

He never felt that he was not a Xianbei person, but he really felt the backwardness and ignorance of the Xianbei people.

"Chieftain." The pigtailed samurai who was guarding at the door suddenly lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in.

This man was originally a famous warrior from a nearby tribe. However, when the Xianbei coalition army raided Guanzi City last winter, the tribe could not retreat in time, and was blocked outside the city by the Han army that came to support, not to mention rubbing on the ground, and the head of the tribe leader was also hung on the head of the rebuilt Guanzi City...... When Mo Huqi, who was in retreat at that time, heard the message, he acted almost immediately, went directly to the old nest of this tribe, and wiped out the scattered warriors who had retreated with ease, and then took out the food and cloth, and annexed the tribe almost without blood.

The former number one warrior in the neighborhood is now just his own lackey, and he is loyal.

"What's the matter?" Lying on a low table, the cranky Mo Huqi asked angrily. "Did you lose something again? Or is someone coming to rob us of our food? ”

"I saw the leader of the donkeys of Mohu coming." The pigtailed samurai replied cautiously. "I also brought several strong samurai ......"

"The stupid donkey!" Mo Hu sat up sharply when he heard this, and then burst into anger. "When I came, I told him not to always think about fighting and killing, and that it was important to defend the tribe. I left some elites for him to be seeds, not to let him go back and forth to die on this kind of battlefield! In a battle of tens of thousands of people, all of them were cavalry, and a few elite samurai were used for a fart? ”

The dreadlocked samurai didn't dare to say a word.

"I don't see him, you go and drive him back with me!" Mo Hu gritted his teeth and said. "If he dares to talk more, you will whip him in the face with my horsewhip!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Huqi threw his horsewhip at the entrance of the tent. But it was too late, because at this moment, the curtain of the door had been lifted again, and then the horsewhip was directly caught by a pair of big hands.

And when Mo Huqi saw the visitor, he couldn't help but turn pale, stunned and speechless, and even lost his soul.

"I've long heard that the Mohu Department has been particularly prosperous recently, and I don't want the Mo Hutou people to have a rising temper!" The person who came was wearing a dirty sheepskin robe with his hair scattered, his face smeared with black oil, and he was wearing a dirty sheepskin robe, and he was the Shaodong Gongsun Xun of the Amway, and he saw him looking thoughtfully at the horsewhip in his hand, and he was also calm in the enemy camp.

The tall and sturdy braided warrior wanted to react, but after seeing the Mohu donkey behind him, he quieted down with some doubts.

"Que Li." Mo Hu came back to his senses and forced his mouth at the pigtailed warrior. "Go out and guard the door with that stupid donkey, and I'm going to say something secret to this nobleman! And also...... Immediately ask the companion of this noble man to rest in the tent and not let anyone see it...... And be polite! ”

"Whoa!" The dreadlocked samurai named Que Li hurriedly withdrew from the tent.

In this way, after a while, Gongsun Xun sat in the front position of Mo Hu in a grand manner, while the head of the Mo Hu Department stood aside.

"Mo Hutou people." Gongsun Xun stared at the other party for a long time before he spoke. "We have been doing business for many years, and it has always been mutually beneficial...... To tell you the truth, now there is a big purchase of a million profits***Ke is worth a lot of money, and I thought of you for the first time, but I don't know if you dare to do it? ”

Hearing Ke Zhique's three words, Mo Huqian couldn't help but feel excited, and the hand that had unconsciously sneaked into the waist knife before also put it down.

"In the middle of Emperor Yongyuan, the general Dou Xian sent the right lieutenant Geng Kui to defeat the Xiongnu, and Beidan Yu fled, so Xianbei moved to his place. There are still more than 100,000 remnants of the Huns, all of whom call themselves Xianbei, and Xianbei has gradually flourished. —Book of the Later Han Dynasty, Volume 90, Wuhuan Xianbei Biography 80

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