171, Xianbei
The withered yellow weeds, the neighing of war horses, and the black smoke of cavalry galloped past.
The north wind swept the white grass and folded, the grass had withered and yellowed, the war horse was slightly thin, and on the vast prairie, the wolf smoke was rolling, and countless black smoke swept away, merging into a black river, and going to the god-like ancestral mountain in my mind.
"Boom~"
The flow waves formed by the condensation of black smoke suddenly stagnated, and at two or three kilometers away from the mountain peak, he turned over and dismounted, and thousands of men who hung their heads and stretched their left plackets were like worshippers, leading their beloved war horses and walking slowly.
All the hustle and bustle, all the murderous opportunities, in the only two or three kilometers near the mountain, instantly subsided, and the only way to walk on foot with reverence was reached.
This journey to the Holy Land is not counted, the hillside is not big or messy, thousands of knights poured up along the road, the leaves on the left and right are yellowing, but they have not yet fallen, it looks like a golden patch, unusually dazzling.
Stepping into this kind of mountain forest, everyone's hearts are unusually calm, this seems to be extremely ordinary, but it is the holy mountain that they dream of, Xianbei Mountain in the minds of the Xianbei people, has far surpassed the Rui beast 'red deer' in their minds.
Walking through the fish intestine path, the vision of thousands of Xianbei knights gradually widened, and the golden tent instantly fell into their eyes, with the golden tent as the center, a large or small tent around the golden tent, radiating with different rules from far and near, looking from a distance, as if worshipping.
A group of armor-matched Golden Horde guards armed with scimitars and longbows were patrolling back and forth, radiating a huge area with the Golden Horde as the center, and from time to time there were fierce soldiers walking by. This is Xianbei Mountain. It is not only the source of the title of Xianbei people. There is also a golden tent that symbolizes the inheritance of Xianbei, the guards on Xianbei Mountain have always been the strictest, although the Great Khan and several adults rarely live in Xianbei Mountain, however, some major events will be carried out in Xianbei Mountain.
For example, this time against the Han people, the Great Khan not only summoned a few adults, but also ordered each tribe to send 200 elite soldiers to fight. As a result, there is this Xianbei Mountain gathering.
After the gate was opened, and the tribes reported their origins, the guards of the Golden Horde let them pass one by one, and the influx of more than 6,000 people did not seem crowded at all, like a drop of water into the sea, and could not cause any waves at all.
Inside the golden tent, a burly figure sat in the first place, and there was no other figure on the left and right. Only the blood-soaked scar shimmered slightly red.
The curtain was lifted slightly, and a slender figure walked in. He made a big bow and said respectfully: "Father Khan, all the tribesmen are already waiting outside. ”
The middle-aged man's eyes moved slightly, he looked at the eldest son below him, and said, "Bring them to Dayi." ”
The young man, whose face was somewhat similar to that of the middle-aged man in the tent, nodded and bowed and withdrew from the golden tent.
The man in the tent stood up suddenly, his figure was unusually tall, one meter nine high, and extremely strong, different from the poor clothes of the Xianbei people, this person was not only gorgeously dressed, but also faintly exuded a sense of luxury, the clothes on the body were exquisitely handmade, and with the rough craftsmanship of the Xianbei people at present, it was absolutely impossible to sew such gorgeous clothes.
To be able to sit firmly in the Golden Horde, this person's identity is also imminent, to the early years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the only one who is qualified to be the king and dares to establish the royal court is only Tan Shihuai.
Tanshi Huai, the most eloquent tribal leader of the Xianbei clan for hundreds of years, when he was young, he had the nickname of "brave and wise strategy", at the beginning of adulthood, he was elected as the leader of the tribe, several years of conquest, to the south to plunder the counties along the Han River, to the north to resist Ding Ling, the east repelled Fuyu, the west to attack Wusun, completely occupied the original Xiongnu homeland, the territory stretched to more than 14,000 miles from east to west, more than 7,000 miles from north to south, only less than a few years to completely agree with the Xianbei tribes, and established a royal court in Gaoliu Beidanhan Mountain, self-proclaimed Khan, Not subject to the Han Emperor's sealing, he kept leading the crowd to invade the frontier, which was a great disaster for the Han Dynasty.
This Tanshi Huai is very ambitious, not only in Gaoliu 300 miles away from the Danhan Shan to establish Wang Ting, but also tried to swallow all the counties of Youzhou as their own territory, happened to be Gongsun Zhan, the hungry wolf to target, after several battles, Tanshi Huai finally lost to Gongsun Zhan, this led the crowd to migrate back to Xianbei Mountain, the ancestral land of the Xianbei people.
Now, as soon as Tan Shi Huai, who has been cultivating for five or six years, receives the news that Gongsun Zhan died in battle, that ambition is stupid again, and some messengers with evil intentions either make it clear that this is powerful or promise it, so Tan Shi Huai made up his mind and decided to go to the Han Court again.
Although the unusually burly and tall sandalstone acacia is middle-aged, he can still tear the hungry wolf alive and drink a hundred cups a day to indulge in indulgence, so although he lost to Gongsun Zhan five or six years ago, no tribal leader dared to disobey him, and the adults of the super-large tribes of Xianbei even looked at him as the head of the horse.
This assembly, taking advantage of the autumn fat, all tribes have sent the most elite soldiers in accordance with the orders of Tanshi Huai, Xianbei people are all soldiers, they are herdsmen in their spare time, and the soldiers are also elite soldiers, therefore, Tanshi Huai is not worried about the problem of the source of soldiers at all, after several years of development, the unified Xianbei is more powerful, although it is not as strong as the Xiongnu of the year, but it is also extremely good, the population is also hundreds of thousands, everyone can control the strings, rapid development, Let the sandalwood acacia and the adults of the major tribes be extremely enthusiastic about robbing the Han court, and the tea and silk, salt and iron of the Han people are all good things that they are eager for.
The most spacious place of the Xianbei Mountain Royal Court rebuilt by Da Yi and Tanshi Huai, just behind the Golden Horde, has always been the gathering place for the battles between the tribes, enough to accommodate as many as 100,000 people.
The 8,000 Xianbei soldiers composed of various tribes were already waiting in the overflow, communicating in a low voice in Xianbei language, all looking forward to how many good things they could harvest in this autumn tribulation.
Some small tribes are looking forward to it, such as those oil, salt, iron, silk, tea and other things, if according to the normal trade income, oil, salt and tea and silk and other daily necessities are just that, like Chengtie among the Xianbei tribes there is a market price at all, even if you produce more mink and war horses, it is difficult to exchange.
For iron, even if it is the worst crude iron, on the surface, the official is to eliminate the output, except for some ancient smuggling merchants secretly transported out of the country every year, like a large number of exports are simply impossible, so the price is not only high, but also because you have money is not enough, you can only think and eat, the worst thing in the world is this, all kinds of things here are the reasons why the Xianbei people keep wanting to rob the outside world.
Soon, the tall and burly body of Tanshi Huai appeared in front of thousands of Xianbei soldiers, the slightly towering platform, Tanshi Huai stood high and down, looking at the eight thousand tribal children with reverence on their faces, and their hearts were full of pride.
Under the sandalwood acacia, in addition to a few sons, there are all the adults, and the adults are the leaders and leaders of the tribes.
"Roar~"
"Roar~Roar~"
"Roar~Roar~Roar"
Seeing the appearance of the sandalwood locust, the eight thousand Xianbei disciples suddenly let out a roar of rage, and their fists slapped their chests forcefully to show their bravery and allegiance to the sandalwood locust.
Under the sandalwood acacia, the young Kebi can flash a trace of fire in his eyes, this sandalwood is the object of his worship since childhood, but, with the growth of age and the breeding of ambition, the existence of the sandalwood acacia is like a stumbling block, one day, this young adult will kick it away, just as in history, after the death of the sandalwood acacia, Kebi can plan the overall situation, not only in the rebellion of the sons of the sandalwood acacia and the incident, but also the left and right mergers, the descendants of the sandalwood locust are wiped out, and the means are extremely ruthless.
The crowd is surging, and the sandalwood acacia from below does not notice the slightly strange eyes coming from below, with his current status, even if he knows the way, he will smile and pass by, for him, it is only the Kebi of the ten thousand tribes that can really not be stronger than the grass, he swallows a breath, it is enough for Kebi to bend his waist, his self-confidence, is not an empty conceit, but has a strong strength as a backing, now Xianbei is unified by him, there is no longer any separate tribe, but divided into three parts of the east and west, Among them, the eastern and central parts are relatively small, and the western part of the country is very large, covering the north and south of the desert, and is the headquarters of Tanshi Huai.
And although Kebineng is not a small tribe, the tribe is not very outstanding, compared with the west where the sandalwood is located, the difference is tens of millions of miles, not to mention, now the sandalwood is nominally the Great Khan of the Golden Horde, in the Xianbei clan, no one can leave the prestige, which is why Kebineng is so ambitious, but he does not dare to show his fangs when the sandalwood is still alive.
But seeing Tanshi Huai's hands raised, like the conductor of the band, the chaotic sound of the audience stopped instantly, and the adults of more than a dozen major tribes, including Kebineng, all hung their heads and left.
Tanshi Huai's face showed a satisfied look, what he has been advocating is the Han people's military book on the 'order to prohibit', how can Xianbei people fight fiercely, but scattered habits, really can do the order to prohibit but not much, and because of this, with the military talent of Tanshi Huai, the people who support the army, but they can only helplessly lose to Gongsun Zhan, which is also the reason why he has been trying to change the military appearance of Xianbei soldiers, from the details of the change, such as a simple gesture, I don't know how many times the road has been drilled.
Tan Shihuai was in a good mood, and shouted loudly in his pure Xianbei language: "Now that the Han people are in civil strife, it is the time when my Xianbei clan is rising, for the sake of the white and tender beauties and salt, iron, tea and silk, pick up the scimitar in your hands, indulge in plundering, and fight for the strength of my Xianbei clan." ”
"Roar~"
"Roar~Roar~"
"Roar~Roar~Roar~"
In response to the Tanshi Huai, there was a roar full of strength, and a group of Xianbei soldiers drew their scimitars in their hands, the cold light was cold, trying to barely show the most athletic body in the Tanshi Huai.
"Take back the Bullet Sweat Mountain, snow shame." Tanshi Huai clenched his fist, his eyes were cold, and he shouted loudly.
"Snow shame."
"Snow shame."
"Snow shame."
Eight thousand Xianbei soldiers let out a roar again and again, the killing machine was awe-inspiring, the smoke and dust were spread, under the leadership of Tanshi Huai, the soldiers went out of Xianbei Mountain and killed towards Gaoliu. (To be continued......)