Everything in the world must affect each other, and the question is how big is the world in your eyes?

When Jian Chen sighed "I see", he realized that his vision in the past six months had been so small, and in the face of all kinds of changes, he had never thought of the world beyond what he saw, and he never even thought that Su Yue's sudden change of mind did not come from the inside but from the outside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The old leader of Dongyi died of illness, and Dongyi was bound to have a gap due to the power struggle, and the pressure on Sucheng from the east disappeared almost instantly, and he could use more energy to deal with the surrounding relatives, plus it was a bumper harvest and no disaster for three or five consecutive years, which was enough to support a long-term city war.

Su Yue must have been the first to get the news, and after analyzing the gains and losses, he made a decisive decision and blocked the news, as for these news, whether the clans that had ally with Su Cheng at the earliest knew about it Chen Jian didn't know, but he was very sure that Su Yue didn't tell him at the first time.

To tell or not to tell, the result is the same, the brief peace is over, and a long and chaotic era is about to come.

The people of the various clans on both sides of the river, including Chen Jian, must cast their eyes beyond the river in the future and expand the scope of the world in their hearts.

Jian Chen had heard about the old leader of Dongyi, an old man who had fought with the Dahe clan all his life decades ago.

No one can escape birth, old age, sickness and death, but not everyone is qualified to let their death become a lever for the world to change.

When people are about to die, they will always recall all kinds of things that have returned, especially when they are in a coma, the past and reality are intertwined, and there is no time to think about it, especially after experiencing many people who are far beyond ordinary people, it is more mixed.

More than a month ago, when the old leader of Dongyi was about to die, it was this state of interweaving from sleepiness and waking up, memories and realities, and the people who were guarding around had been waiting for the old leader to wake up and call them, but they found that even if the old leader was awake, even if he had not eaten or drunk for many days, he still did not wave his finger to point at the meaning of those meals and honey, and he was peaceful like a newborn child.

He can still speak, but he doesn't want to speak, he just wants to reminisce about the past so quietly, because he has no regrets.

He had many descendants, his tribe prospered, and even he knew that his death would lead to clan strife, which in turn would bring about certain changes in the great river tribes hundreds of miles away...... He felt that he didn't want to say that he was alive, even if he died, he could affect the world he knew, so what did he have to regret?

After waking up from a coma again, he suddenly thought of one thing: those contemporaries who he was familiar with, remembered deeply, and who he could often hear rumors and legends, seemed to be gone, and only himself was left.

Faintly, the old man suddenly had an inexplicable sigh: Times have changed.

Since the death of his contemporaries, he had rarely heard new names spread from clan to clan, and even though the young man named Su Yue had defeated several of his own people two years earlier, he still didn't take it to heart, because it was far from being remembered forever.

In a brief moment of sobriety, he muttered the names of some people, and the people who were waiting around him hurried over to the faint voices, but all he heard were some names that had already passed away.

The old man recalled that he had just become a leader a few decades ago, and led people along the river to the west to defeat several Dahe clans, and also recalled the pain of being defeated by the man named Hua when he was ambitious, the oath that the woman surnamed Su made him as an enemy in front of the battle, and the sharpness of the priestess surnamed Shu who came to the city to count the calendar when he sent an envoy to communicate a few years later, and made it difficult for her own sacrifice to resist by counting the calendar......

The people in these memories have already left first, and he knows that his time is running out, and even knows that those people around him are actually waiting for him to say: After he dies, who will be elected as the leader?

But he did not answer, for he himself must have been chosen as leader by his own son and no one else, as to which son it was.

Even if he has been a leader for so long and has such a high prestige, his rights are still restricted by various clans, at least he can't directly pass on the position of leader to his son.

So long ago, he sent his son out, and took some of his people around to spread out, and did not stay by his side.

The children and grandchildren embarked on a journey with hundreds of clansmen to build their own cities in places that had not yet been truly brought under the rule of the clan.

More than ten years ago, he used the method that meritorious people could branch out to build cities to disperse the larger clans, and also paved the way for his son, a seemingly rugged but the best choice, because he knew that his position as the leader after his death still depended on strength, and he had not yet made everyone agree to the prestige of his son's succession without a word.

His son did not disappoint him, he remembered that it was thirteen years ago, when he had sent his four sons and some of the rest of the clan to those wild places.

Three years later, when the men returned to worship and reported to him the results of the siege, the son's choice was to merge with those clans that did not belong to his own culture, to teach them all kinds of techniques, and to accept a part of their culture, because of its customs, simplicity, and to dominate his own culture without completely rejecting the rest; The people of the rest of the clans mechanically implemented culture and rules, changed their customs, changed their manners, and used the rules they originally accepted to restrain and change those of different clans.

There is a huge gap between its customs and etiquette. For example, those backward clan women have a very high status, the fashion of human and animal sacrifice is prevalent, and the various gods they believe in are not the same as their own people.

The son's choice was to accept the status of women, human and animal sacrifices, and other fashions, and never compromise on matters such as the gods he worshipped.

The choice of the rest of the clans was to ask the clans to change completely, to tell them what to do as conquerors.

Just this one thing, the old man remembered that he was relieved in his heart at that time, and he knew very well that the cities of those clans would not be his son's opponents in more than ten years, and they would still have to rely on strength to speak in the future.

There are many similar things, and there are many similar sons, each of which is his own bloodline, and each of them has his own intelligence, as for who can be the leader in the future, he doesn't care. Whoever has the ability to do it should do it.

He was also aware of the possible chaos of the clan alliance after his death, but he believed that after this chaos, there would be a clan alliance that would be stronger, with the leader more powerful, and the leader being his own blood.

As for whether the Great River Tribes will take the opportunity to harass during the chaotic period after death, he is not worried.

One is that most of the clan cities close to the Great River Tribes are not the cities of their own children and grandchildren, and with the current war, it is difficult to attack the center of the Clan Alliance in a short period of time, and when the Great River Tribes react, I believe that the chaos is over.

After defeating several of his clans two years ago, the old man thought that this would be a huge threat, but then Su Yue did something that made the old man understand what this person would do after his death.

After Suyue was defeated that time, he deliberately let go of some of the trapped clans, leaving behind to deter the weak Dahe tribes to the east, and to ensure that those small clans and cities stood closely with him.

The old man felt that this kind of person was very intelligent and cunning, but he lacked a little stupidity and paranoia, and the biggest difference from those people in his memory was here.

Not everyone has a pair of eyes that can see as far away as ten years and decades, stupidity and paranoia can make people take a seemingly ridiculous path, but this ridiculous road is not necessarily wrong in ten years and decades. On the contrary, those who are smart and cunning see farther than others, but what is right in three years may not be right in thirty years.

Therefore, the only thing the old man did when he was critically ill was not to say who he wanted to elect as the successor leader, but to pass on the news that he was critically ill and dying, and it was best to let the ambitious person named Su Yue know.

He believed that after this news came out, there would be some interesting changes in the Great River tribes in the west, and when there was chaos on his side, there might not be quiet unity on that side.

The alliance of the two clans is like a cicada, both on the verge of transformation, just to see who takes off that layer of skin first and flies into the sky. This, he believed in his son.

Because he believed, he had no regrets, and was sure that he would enjoy the best sacrifice in a few decades, and maybe even continue it for generations to come.

Until he took his last breath, he did not say who he wanted to elect to succeed him to the position of leader, because the rest of the people he wanted to elect might not agree, and many would follow his every proposal while he was alive, but once he died, those people might raise the only objection in more than ten years.

Rather than that, it is better not to mention it, and let the axe and bow and arrow decide.

He died in November, when the sky had not yet seen a comet, but it was coming soon.

When the comet appeared, all the tribes of Dongyi knew the news of the old leader's death, and those clan members went to seriously prepare for mourning with their thoughts, looking forward to a grand funeral. The leaders of the various clans exhaled the most relaxed breath that had been suppressed for more than ten years, thinking about who would be the leader in the future, and they began to unite with each other, and chaos began to appear.

For the time being, the fight has not yet started, and for the time being, they are still grieving about the death of the old leader, but many people know that a fight is inevitable, there are too many people who are qualified to be the leader, and the old leader did not propose the opinion of a successor before he fell ill.

This kind of chaos was soon spread to Sucheng by those who had a good heart, and just as the old man had predicted before he died, the Great River tribes also changed because of his death.

Su Yue gave up the idea of nominally having the nominal leader of the entire Dahe tribes, and decisively seized the opportunity to form a small alliance with some clans with common needs near Dongyi and on the north bank of the Great River, and without the threat of Dongyi, he had enough strength to break with those clans who opposed him.

The small alliance has the advantages of the small alliance, there is a stronger centripetal force, and the leader also has greater rights, compared to the large and empty nominal leader, the gains and losses during the period Su Yue has already been considered.

He decided not to conquer the Dongyi clan for three or two years, to ensure that the Dongyi clan would not give up fighting because of external threats, especially the several Dongyi clans close to the east were qualified to compete for the position of leader, and he even felt that he could secretly make peace with him if necessary.

After gaining Xia Cheng's support, he believed that time was on his side, and he would not be afraid even if the Dongyi people finally elected a stronger leader, and by then he might have become the true leader of the Great River tribes, including those clans who now oppose him.

Dongyi and Dahe, this is the world in Su Yue's eyes.

The world is actually very big, and there are still many places that Su Yue can't see, can't think of, and doesn't want to pay attention to, but whether he pays attention or not, the world is still changing.

When the Dongyi chaos first appeared, some kind of changes were also taking place in the grasslands north of the Caohe River, but these changes were not known to the people of the Great River Tribes, including Chen Jian.

The last defeat of Da Wu and Luo Xing and others fled back to the grassland, at the end of the battle of Yangguan, Da Wu killed the leaders of many small clans and no one else knew except for the guards around him, that war was a fear that the grassland tribes could not forget, and naturally the hatred of those dead clan relatives was placed on Chen Jianjian.

The grasslands that had been swept by Bai Ma and Chen Jian several times were already fragile and difficult to survive, and a large number of dead sheep and horses, slaughtered clean villages, and a large number of light men who died in battle or were taken away as slaves could no longer support the survival of so many living people.

Who is alive? Who is going to die? Who was a slave? These questions can only be left to the spirit of war they believe in, and they are urgent, because the winter after the defeat of the Battle of Yangguan is coming.

Dawu was disgusted by the rest of the chiefs, because he broke many rules, such as being fair in distributing the spoils of war, leaving very little, such as being willing to give his own sheep and horses to his people.

With the same willingness, Dawu was liked by many tribesmen in the grasslands, especially those small settlements who had lost their leaders, lost their men, and lacked light and strong, and came to Dawu one after another.

Da Wu killed their leader, but he thought that in the name of revenge of their leader, he had the support of everyone, and perhaps the reason for the support of many people was that at least he would not freeze to death and starve to death this winter. There is so much food, and if you don't starve to death, someone else will starve to death; If you don't want to be a slave, you have to have someone else as a slave.

Not long after the battle of Yangguan, there were once again countless men's death-defying screams and women's fearful wails on the grassland. Those who survived rejoiced in their choice, and finally understood why their ancestors worshipped the spirit of war - the best faith to survive on the steppe.

It's just that Dawu, who had sworn to take revenge on Yangguan, was very sober, and the spirit of war would not shelter him to defeat those in the south, so he decided to temporarily migrate west after the beginning of spring next year, avoiding the group of enemies who burned and killed on the grassland every year. (To be continued.) )