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On the vast grassland, the messenger in a red robe spread the order from the Son of Heaven in Chang'an.

When the Munan tribes heard the news, they immediately jumped up like a hedgehog.

The legend has finally become a reality.

Han Dynasty people hold up butcher knives, survive or destroy?

Everyone has to answer the questions.

Soon, someone made a choice.

One after another, many small and medium-sized tribes obeyed the order and began to go south, heading to the Han border around the Great Wall to accept the arrangements of the Han Dynasty.

The tribes were furious!

"Send someone to stop all the tribes who try to go south, but if anyone dares to go south, they will be killed!" Changlin Dangtu roared like an angry lion: "Send someone to tell you again: The people of the Han Dynasty want to kill our people who draw the bow, so that our ancestors cannot be sacrificed, and the gods are not allowed to offer, please ask the shamans to clearly inform the herdsmen of all tribes that the people of the Han Dynasty are the enemies of life and death of our people who draw the bow!" ”

But that doesn't make much of a difference.

For human beings, between survival and destruction, most people will choose to survive without hesitation.

What's more, since ancient times, the people who draw the bow have been masters of survival.

Their main talent is basically focused on survival.

After all, this is a dangerous and unpredictable world.

In the laws of nature, all groups that are not strong enough to survive and have too high knots and grass will only end up extinct.

You can't expect people who don't even know if they'll be able to live tomorrow learn a dignified and frugal life.

For most of the people who draw the bow, there is a future to live.

Moreover, the god emperor of the Han Dynasty is still the belief and support of many tribes.

Whips and swords are nothing to deter those who want to go south.

Changlin Dangtu could only choose to block the news as much as possible and not let people know.

However, it was still not possible to prevent the emergence of fugitives.

Even, even among his Changlin tribe, there are many people who quietly return south with herdsmen and subordinates.

No way.

For the ignorant nomads, they did not dare to oppose God's will.

What if the gods were angry, and all their livestock would get sick, and all of them and their families would be infected with the plague, and all the rivers would be cut off?

The frenzied wave of flight is simply uncontrollable.

Changlin Dangtu could only choose to take people to continue north, although he knew that the farther north, the colder the climate would be, and the more difficult life would be.

But he didn't have a choice.

Beat?

Changlin Dangtu knew that he had a few catties and a few taels.

Can't beat the Han Dynasty army at all!

Unless, other tribes are willing to ally with him and advance and retreat together, otherwise the Changlin tribe has only 10,000 cavalry, and even the qualifications to stuff the teeth of the Han Dynasty people are not enough!

It may be that the Han army on the opposite side will charge and his army will collapse.

But the problem is that after the last two years of intrigue and mutual attacks, trust between the ministries has evaporated.

It is impossible for either to feel comfortable giving their backs to others.

What if, this guy ran away while he was fighting in front of him? Or simply stab yourself in the back and take your head to the Han Dynasty to receive a reward?

Even now, under the heavy pressure of the Han Dynasty, the greatest trust that the leaders of the major clans can make in each other is to communicate with each other and coordinate the retreat route.

Because no one dares to trust an ally who can turn his face at any time and may attack him at any time.

Now, the only thing that can make Changlin Dangtu breathe a sigh of relief is that his 'friends' have not given up on him.

On the contrary, these mercenary Han Dynasty merchants still came and went normally, bringing him a large amount of supplies.

Including the food he is most lacking right now!

Although, these friends may also spread the orders of the emperor of the Han Dynasty everywhere.

But he had no choice but to trade with them.

It's a pity that Changlin Dangtu didn't pay attention to the small nobles in his clan, especially the patriarch of the various small and medium-sized clans.

Without his knowledge at all, one by one the Han merchants quietly slipped into the vaults of these targets they had chosen, or whispered in his ear: "If my brother can lead his troops to the right place, in addition to the officials and rewards promised by the Son of Heaven, you can also get fifty cattle and sheep......

Or, directly threaten: "If Your Excellency follows Changlin Dangtu and continues to stubbornly resist the king's master, I am worried that the Son of Heaven will be angry, and the ghosts and gods will be angry, and then the heavens will collapse and the earth will be torn apart, and the earth will be scorched into a desert in ten days...... Your Excellency, think about it......"

Or directly take out the beauty plan: "I heard that you like the daughter of the xx clan, as long as you can do it anyway, then after Wang Shi breaks through Changlin Dangtu, then I will definitely send that beauty to you......"

All in all, it was all kinds of coercion and temptation, and sugar-coated cannonballs whistled, instantly confusing the faces of these grassroots clan leaders.

If the Changlin tribe is a tribe like the Donghu and Xiongnu with a solid foundation and deep connections, then there may be some problems with the power of this move.

However, before the battle of Yan Ji, this Changlin clan was just a broken house on the grassland of Munan, and the whole clan together was only a few thousand.

Relying on the Xiongnu fleeing north and creating a vacuum in the south of the Makunan, the Changlin tribe was able to take advantage of the chaos to rise.

But what faithfulness do you want to say? Foundation? Or cohesion?

Sorry, it's basically zero.

Especially those clans who actively or passively join the Changlin tribe, it is almost a matter of lobbying.

In just a few days, when Changlin Tu couldn't figure out the situation himself, more than one-third of the clans under his command had already defected.

There is no way, the life of nomads is hard, even if it is the patriarch and commander of a clan, life is not much better.

It may not even be as easy as the life of a farmer in China.

Therefore, the leaders of these clans are actually the easiest to be bought.

But not all tribes are as easy to deal with as the Changlin clan.

For example, Lin Hu and Worm made the merchants of the Han Dynasty gray in their hair.

These two tribes have a deep heritage and a long history, and the clan chiefs and commanders at the grassroots level are basically inextricably linked with their leaders.

Even most of the clans are from the side branches of this clan.

Even if there is a sugar-coated cannonball, it can't be easily shot.

It is also difficult to find a suitable buyer.

After all, to do this thing of prying the corner, and it is to pry the corner of the wall in others, you must be extra careful, and if you are not careful, you may die if you choose the wrong person.

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In the spring of the eighth year of Han Yuande, Gengzi (19).

The western part of the Anton Protectorate is thirty miles outside the city of Chonghua.

Although, at this time, Anton is still extremely cold, especially in the Chonghua area, which is a world of ice and snow.

The outside temperature was almost below freezing.

But in the barracks, the atmosphere was hot.

The soldiers were fierce and fierce, and the battle songs were loud and loud, and they were heard for dozens of miles.

"Gradually, the stone is high. The mountains and rivers are far away, and they are tired. The warriors went on a crusade to the east, not a dynasty. ”

In the midst of the singing of "The Stone of Progress", Chen Xu walked in the ranks of military formations with high spirits.

Chen Xu's western governor now actually controls a huge area stretching from Chonghua in the south, Anhua in the east, and Rao Leshui in the north, with a territory area of 1,000 li in length and a width of 500 li from north to south.

In the Warring States, this is already a country's land.

But in today's Han Empire, it is just a drop in the ocean, a barren land.

However, the population in the jurisdiction is quite large.

Over the years, after Chen Xu took the lead in setting an example, the heroes of the entire Western Governor and the Northwest Governor's jurisdiction among the Garn feudal states and local immigrants have vigorously built plantations.

In the plantations, a variety of cash crops and crops are grown.

In this black land, although the winters are long and cold, the good times in spring and summer are enough to make up for everything.

The fertile black soil nourishes every warrior who dares to come from the challenge.

Cotton, wheat, rice, corn, there is nothing that does not have a good harvest.

Moreover, the yield per mu is much higher than that of the inland plastered land.

What's even more exaggerated is that the crops here hardly need to be fertilized.

The only thing people need to care about is how to transport their output to Hyunhwa, Pyongyang, and Incheon Port, and turn it into a question of money.

So, in order to avoid food hoarding and waste.

There is also a thriving livestock industry in this area.

The main livestock are cattle, sheep and elk.

Although the industry developed a little late, it is now beginning to take shape.

Chen Xu alone has a herd of more than tens of thousands of cattle and sheep and thousands of elk.

Naturally, the number of slave laborers in the western governor's area and the neighboring northwestern governor's territory was the highest in the whole of Anton.

Here, the number of Yidi slave laborers far exceeds that of the Han Chinese.

On average, a Han Chinese had to manage about three Yidi slave laborers.

Fortunately, Chen Xu's left and right protectors Xianbei Houqiu Kegu and Wuhenghou Karasuma were particularly powerful and supported Chen Xu.

Most of the Yidi slave workers were supervised and whipped by the Xianbei overseers or the Wuheng overseers.

The Han people, on the other hand, will always play the role of a kind-eyed, kind and caring good host.

The existence of the 'dispatch system' and the 'naturalization order' greatly alleviated the contradiction between slave workers and their masters.

Therefore, even if the slave laborers on the plantation were dissatisfied and resentful, their hostility was only against the Wuheng people and the Xianbei people.

For the masters of the Han Dynasty, Yidi slave workers always looked up to and worshipped.

Everyone is eager to complete the five-year dispatch period as soon as possible, and then through the naturalization policy, they can get the Han household registration book that represents the noble status and noble status.

However, due to the extremely prosperous plantation economy in the western prefecture, and the vast area, immigrants were scarce.

Therefore, the immigrants here are basically all plantation owners of all sizes.

One of the youngest plantation owners, who also had thousands of acres of land at home, hired dozens of slave laborers to work and work for him.

Basically, they don't need to work in the fields.

This gives young people plenty of time to learn a variety of skills.

When today's martial arts are respected, the martial wind is extremely strong.

The army has its own golden house, the army has its own Yan Ruyu, and there is even a godhead in the army.

Anyone who has a pursuit, but who has ambition and ambition in his chest, will choose to practice martial arts, study, and hone his skills through safaris.

The abundant land and abundant products and abundant meat supply have made the new generation of young people in this region brave and brave.

They are born warriors!

These new generations have been drinking cow blood since childhood, eating beef, and using salmon from the deep sea as a snack.

The concentration of androgens in their gonads is much higher than that of their parents.

So much so that in the wild, there were once heroes who retreated from tigers and leopards in anger, and scared away brown bears with a roar.

The fact that the top predators such as jackals, tigers and leopards in the wild can run away from hearing it fully shows the high concentration of androgens emitted into the air in the gonads of the new generation.

So much so that these beasts recalled the terrifying memories buried deep in their genes and buried in the bone marrow.

The fear of predators, the deep fear of a species destroyer called humanity!

10,000 years ago, the ancestors of mankind exterminated countless species and slaughtered countless terrible creatures.

The saber-toothed tiger, the mammoth, and the cave lion have all knelt down and sang about conquest.

Of course, Chen Xu doesn't understand what gonads are, nor do they understand what androgens are.

But he understood how terrible this army under his command was!

Even now, the outside temperature is still below freezing, and the air is freezing.

But this army stood tall in the cold wind, standing still.

The weapons they held were fiercely cold, and the entire army was like a fierce tiger waiting for an opportunity to move, making people feel furious in their hearts and cold in their necks at the sight of it.

The battle songs they sang were even louder than ever, and they could still be heard clearly dozens of miles away.

Surrounded by Qiu Kegu and Karasuma, Chen Xu stepped down from the general platform and gave a military salute to the whole army.

Today's Chen Xu is burly, with a rough face, and he doesn't have half of the appearance of the gentleman back then, and his hands are even more calloused, rough as a piece of crust paper.

"I've seen the Captain!" The whole army immediately returned the salute, and the sound of gold and iron was endless.

"Captain Bendu has just received an edict from the Son of Heaven!" Chen Xu held up an artifact high, this is a tiger talisman, a tiger talisman belonging to the Western Governor, and now, this originally mutilated tiger talisman is complete.

When everyone saw this tiger talisman, they immediately breathed quickly and their chests were high, they knew that they had finally waited for the call of the Son of Heaven!

The Son of Heaven is calling them!

The brave and fearless Anton Jian'er went to punish those thieves who disobeyed the monarch's father!

After a brief silence, the whole army knelt on one knee and stood with their swords in their hands, facing the tiger talisman.

"The Son of Heaven commanded me!" Chen Xu pulled out the sword at his waist, and the sword was aimed at the vast grassland hidden behind the mountains of the Great Xing'an Mountains in the west, the world full of hope and blood: "Attack Zhuhu in the west, rebel and punish the tyranny!" ”

"Hooray!" The whole army shouted: "Long live the Son of Heaven!" Rebel and violent! ”

The voice of this terrible army was loud and neat, and the murderous aura made Qiu Kegu and Karasuma on the platform tremble, and they were almost trembling.

It is the existence of this army that makes no one dare to jump in the entire western governor's jurisdiction.

Whoever jumps dies!

Because, although this army, this army called the Western Commander's Army, although the number is small, it is only 3,500 people in peacetime, and even if it is expanded in wartime, it will not be more than 5,000 people at most.

But......

Each of these soldiers is a ten-man enemy!

The best of them, any one of them can be put into the wild to kill tigers and leopards and hunt brown bears with their bare hands.