Chapter 448: Partition
The Horned Cavalry, retreated.
They left behind about 100,000 slave soldiers and fled to the northwest.
In this regard, Zhao Hongrun did not take the opportunity to pursue, after all, no matter what he said, now under the command of the patriarch of the Qiangjiao tribe, Bitatu, there are still thirty or forty thousand Qiangjiao cavalry, if they are pressed too tightly, it is very likely that they will be bitten back by the Qiangjiao cavalry.
Now that we have the victory in our hands, there is no need to suffer this unjustified calamity.
Anyway, the Qiangjiao people are doomed, unless Bitatu has the courage of a strong man to break his wrist, and leaves everything behind to take the thirty or forty thousand Cornhorn cavalry to the Northland and snatch food from the Northland Hu people, otherwise, the Karma Horn who was attacked in the tribal camp, this once large tribe, most of them will not be able to survive this winter.
"Quickly get in touch with the Dangshan Army and the Chenggao Army."
After giving orders to the sentinels of the Lun clan of the Yi clan, Zhao Hongrun began to deal with the problem of about 100,000 slaves.
It can be seen that the fierce battle on August 23 dealt an almost devastating blow to these 100,000 Hu slaves, and the strength of the Shang Shui army, or the Wei army, has been deeply rooted in their souls.
Their fear of the Wei army once surpassed that of the Qianjiao people who had enslaved them, which made these Hu slaves, who had no fighting spirit, under the temptation of Wei ****, pluck up the courage to fight against their former masters for freedom and food.
It is human nature that good birds choose trees to perch on, and slaves will also choose stronger masters to be loyal toyers.
It was precisely because of the cooperation of these Hu slaves that the work of the Shang Shui Army and the warriors of the Shan tribe taking over them progressed quite smoothly.
Hundreds of thousands of slave soldiers, seemingly meekly sitting on the ground, looked at the heavily armed Shangshui soldiers around them with some unease and horror, as well as the Wei repeaters that had brought them intense fear.
"Whoever mentions the head of the horned people, come here."
A group of warriors from the Pur tribe shouted loudly in the Rang language outside the crowd.
After a moment of dead silence, a slave soldier summoned up his courage and carried a bloody head to a warrior of the Pur tribe and said in a stiff Rang language: "I...... Slay...... A Horn Man. ”
The warrior of the Zari tribe glanced sideways at the bloodstained head in the slave's hand in front of him, and he didn't bother to distinguish the real from the fake, and snorted at his companion.
Immediately, the companion next to him handed over two pieces of sheep cakes and a glass of goat's milk wine.
I saw that the slave's eyes lit up when he saw the food, and he grabbed it in his hand and devoured it with gusto.
Maybe it was because the slave was so dirty, and the warrior of the Pur tribe looked disgusted, but he still had to say what he had to say.
Well, who is that, from this day on, you are no longer a slave. …… Do you still have family in the Kamak tribe? ”
The slave soldier shook his head as he gobbled down his food.
Seeing this, the warrior of the Pur tribe shrugged his shoulders and said, "In that case, you go back to the Northland, you are free." ”
Hearing this, the slave who was swallowing the food suddenly slammed and looked up at the warrior of the Shan tribe in front of him, with a little confusion in his eyes.
After half a ring, the slave held the food and wept silently.
At this time, not far away, the patriarch of the Aries tribe of the Qiang tribe, Halegohe, was explaining to Zhao Hongrun in a low voice: "Some of these slaves may have only been enslaved by the Qiangjiao people for a few years, but some may have been for several years, or even more than ten years......
"Then I have to trouble the patriarchs, I hope the patriarchs will not skimp on food." When Zhao Hongrun heard this, after sighing, he said to the tribal patriarchs behind him.
"Since it is entrusted by King Su, how dare we disobey?"
The tribal patriarchs made a serious promise, but their hearts were overjoyed.
One hundred thousand slaves, even if they were divided equally among twenty-three tribes, each tribe would receive five thousand.
Five thousand slaves, five thousand strong men.
Just when these patriarchs were ecstatic, the warrior of the Lun tribe was also tempting the slave in front of him: "I am a member of the Lun tribe of the Lun tribe, our warriors assisted the powerful Wei army to defeat the Qiang people, and there is currently a shortage of manpower, do you want to join my Lun tribe?" ”
The slave hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously.
Similar scenes, everywhere in the vicinity, the twenty-three tribes of the "Covenant of the Water", those tribal warriors poured into their nests, launched a robbery, no, it was a persuasion to persuade these slaves to join their clan.
Even the young patriarch of the Qingyang tribe, Wu Wu, led his more than 200 people to join him.
In order to induce these slaves to be used for their own use, the tribes listened to Zhao Hongrun's suggestion to improve the treatment of these slaves, such as not killing them wantonly, and for example, if these slaves contributed to the tribe, they could be promoted to an honorable tribesman.
For the last one, the Qiang tribe doesn't matter, after all, they already have the blood of the Hu people in their bloodline, and there is no problem of messing up the bloodline, but the patriarchs of those Qiang tribes seem to be a little hesitant.
It is no wonder that after all, the people of the Qiang tribe are still very proud in their bones, and they are very reluctant to mix "mixed blood" into the blood of their own clan.
Of course, unless the other party is also a 'noble bloodline', such as Zhao Yuanyan and Zhao Hongrun, who have also been inherited for hundreds of years.
It is precisely for this reason that when these Lun tribes absorb these slaves, they are not as competitive as the Lun Clan, the Meng Clan, and the Xu Clan.
One side is willing to promote these slaves to be tribal tribesmen in the future, while the other side is unwilling, and those slaves naturally rush to run to the side of the tribe, unless the tribe can't afford so many slaves because of the problem of food, and the tribe will have slaves in the account.
And in this regard, Zhao Hongrun didn't bother to intervene, but secretly shook his head in his heart: The Shan clan will become stronger and stronger, and the Shan clan will gradually weaken.
Just like his Wei State back then, if Wei State had not accepted these people of other countries after defeating Liang State and Zheng State, how could Wei State have six or seven million citizens now? Relying solely on the Zhao royal family surnamed Ji and his vassal nobles, can they really gain a firm foothold in the Central Plains, where there are many powerful countries?
The answer is self-evident.
Only a country or nation that understands the principle of "embracing all rivers and being tolerant will become stronger and stronger, and will not become history."
Having said that, when the tribes divided up these slaves, Qiu Yu, the imperial historian, ran to Zhao Hongrun's side and secretly hinted at the latter: "Your Highness, in China, the Ministry of Industry is having a headache for 100,000 people......
Of course, Zhao Hongrun understood the meaning of his words, shook his head and said: "Lord Qiu's meaning is understood by this king, but these tribes surrender to my Great Wei, and my Great Wei also has to give some expressions, so that they can taste the sweetness, and they will follow in the footsteps of my Great Wei, right?" ”
Qiu Yu frowned when he heard this and said, "Having said that, can ...... If the country gets these 100,000 slaves, well, labor, the Ministry of Industry will have enough manpower......"
"Don't worry." Zhao Hongrun patted the imperial history supplement who would become a pillar of the Wei State in the future, and said in a low voice: "Isn't the plan of the Ministry of Industry in the last five years to reclaim the land of Sanchuan? When the time comes, my Great Wei will give these tribes some benefits, just 'outsource' the matter of clearing the wasteland to them, what is the difference between these slaves working for our Great Wei under the supervision of these tribes and working under the supervision of my Great Wei? ”
"Huh?" Qiu Yu, the imperial historian, was stunned when he heard this, pondered carefully for a moment, showed a little surprise on his face, and sighed: "King Su is far-sighted, and the lower officials are not as good as the officials. ”
Zhao Hongrun smiled slightly, and didn't care, after all, people in this era are generally used to doing things by themselves, but in fact, spending some money and things to let others do it, the effect is similar, after all, in this era, people are generally still simple, and they will never make any tofu scum projects for you.
Zhao Hongrun had already thought that after returning to Wei in the future, he would ask the officials of the Ministry of Industry to come to Sanchuan to measure the land and see where it was fertile and suitable for reclamation.
In this way, although Wei spent some money, it saved worry and effort; And the tribes of the Luoshui Alliance can also profit from this incident and strengthen their sense of goodwill towards the Wei State.
A win-win!
About two hours later, the 100,000 slaves were divided up by the tribes of the Luoshui Alliance, as Zhao Hongrun guessed, the tribes of the Zhuyi tribe received the most slaves, and in comparison, the tribe of the Shan tribe was insignificant.
In addition to the Qingyang tribe, the young patriarch of the Qingyang tribe, Wu Wu, seems to have made a promise similar to that of the Qing tribe and succeeded in pulling a large number of slaves.
And after that, these tribal patriarchs licked their faces and came to Zhao Hongrun, and made a pleading request to borrow grain from Wei, after all, their tribe can't support so many slaves at present.
"Grain, you can borrow. …… Since I, Great Wei, am the leader of the 'Covenant of the Rainbow Alliance', of course I will not refuse the request of the allied tribe. However, this king has said in advance, and these grains will be returned in the future. Of course, it can also be discounted into sheepskin, wool and the like......"
In this regard, the tribal patriarchs patted their chests and said that there was no problem.
Also, sheepskin wool is not a precious thing for the tribes, and the herbal paste that Zhao Hongrun ordered is something that almost all tribes will boil.
Maybe they are still snickering in their hearts, they can actually use these worthless things to exchange for grain and weapons in the Wei State.
On that day, Zhao Hongrun left behind 2,000 Shang Shui Army, 3,000 Shan Tribal Warriors, and about 80,000 slaves to rebuild the city, leading about 15,000 Shang Shui Army, 5,000 Shan R Tribal Warriors and 20,000 slave soldiers, towards the tribal camp of the Qiangjiao tribe in the northwest.
At the same time, he wrote a letter in his own hand and sent someone to Chenggaoguan to transfer grain.
The next day, Zhao Hongrun received contacts from the Dangshan Army and the Chenggao Army respectively.
What surprised him was that Ordmer, the leader of the Yi tribe, Ulubatu, the commander of the Yanjiao Army, and Chelarhe, the patriarch of the Wubian tribe, actually came to visit him together. (To be continued.) )