A fine light flashed in Jia Xu's eyes, "Lord, building a city on the grassland consumes a lot, at this time, the princes of the Central Plains are fighting each other, how can it not be an opportunity, as long as our army sends a letter to Guguan, who can resist the princes." ”

After Jia Xuyi's reminder, everyone also thought of this, and when the city was built, it lost its strength to chase the Central Plains in a short period of time, and there was no food and grass materials, so how could there be war.

Jia Rong pondered for a moment and said: "Our army's departure from the Han Valley is bound to make the princes of the world panic, so as to gather to resist our army, at present, the situation in the Central Plains will only become more and more chaotic, when our army completely takes the grassland as its own, look at the world, who can stop it!" Even the elite Xianbei people on the grassland died with hatred, not to mention the old soldiers of the Central Plains. ”

"The lord is wise!" Everyone said in unison.

The matter of building a city on the grassland was decided in this way.

The construction of the city by the Xiliang army made the merchants of the Han Dynasty see the opportunity, yes, the construction of the city must require a lot of materials, and if they can obtain the right to provide one of the materials, the benefits will be unimaginable, for a time, Chang'an gathered an unprecedented number of merchants, Zhang Li and Zhang Zhao are even more busy.

However, Jia Rong is also cunning, and when merchants come to do business, he can rent out the land in the city in advance and withdraw more money, both parties are willing.

20,000 Xiliang troops were stationed in the royal court of Danhan Mountain, and the Xiliang army won all the wars, but the retreat of the Han people that the Xianbei people wanted to see did not appear.

In just three months, Murong Feng's temples were full of white hair, his face was full of sadness, and he was full of the strength of the country, and the Han army was defeated, specifically it should have been defeated by the Xiliang army, the weapons in the hands of those cavalry had never been seen before, and he really didn't understand that the Weishenme Han people would have so many riding masters, at this moment, he couldn't help but think of Tanshi Huai, who led the Xianbei tribe, unified the prairie, and established the Xianbei Empire, did he really want to witness Xianbei from its heyday to decline? Until perdition?

Murong Feng seemed to have understood that when the prestige of the Han army was at the height of the prestige of the Han army, Weishenme did not send troops to attack the territory of the Han people, the Han people were too strong, and when they came to their senses, these warriors on the grassland were difficult to resist at all.

The letter of surrender, as early as half a month ago, was personally sent to Chang'an by Queju's beloved son Mu Da, and has not yet returned, the Xiliang army will not retreat for a day, and the Xianbei people are panicked, and many people even propose to retreat from the desert.

Murong Feng was silent, when the Xiongnu were defeated by the Han army and retreated to the desert, they still had soldiers to fight, there was still grain and grass in the clan, winter was coming, would it be possible for the clansmen to starve to death in the vast desert, Murong Feng would never allow such a thing to happen.

The strength of the Xiliang army made Xianbei unprecedentedly cohesive, and the tribes on the grassland gathered warriors together, and the number of the army was 50,000, but these soldiers did not give the leaders of the tribes a sense of security at all, because the Xiliang army was too strong.

Gather 50,000 Xianbei troops in a month, but what's the point, the elite 80,000 soldiers are all defeated and lost, not to mention the untrained soldiers, these soldiers may be the Xianbei Zuihou on the grassland to fight to the death, and Xianbei to live and die.

"Marshal, the Xiliang Army is here." The scout walked into the somewhat dilapidated Chinese army tent and said with a hurried expression.

Murong Feng came to his senses and hurriedly said, "Let him come in!" "He was originally the commander of the Xianbei army, and now he is the principal of Xianbei, so it is naturally impossible for him to go to greet him in person.

Xu Shu looked at Xianbei's so-called Chinese army tent, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and walked into the tent under the leadership of the soldiers.

"I've seen the big handsome!" Xu Shu arched his hand, his expression was respectful, for this handsome man who was vertical and horizontal, Xu Shu admired it, I am afraid that there is no Murong Feng in Xianbei, and he has already been eroded.

Murong Feng waved his hand and said, "The envoy is polite, please take a seat." ”

Xu Shu was also not polite, sat down, and did not pay attention to the murderous eyes of the other generals in the tent.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, all of them are Xianbei powerful factions, and the successive defeats make their expressions a little sluggish.

The head stared at Xu Shu with a gloomy face, and gently stroked the sword on his waist with his right hand, he couldn't forget that it was the Han people who deprived him of everything now, without the Han people, he would be able to unify Xianbei and restore the glory of the Danhan Mountain royal court.

Glancing at the people in the tent, Xu Shu snorted coldly and said: "At the moment when my Xiliang army defeated the Xianbei army and entered the grassland, the former Xianbei Empire no longer exists. ”

A Xianbei captain suddenly drew his sword and stood up, he couldn't tolerate the Xianbei Empire being ignored.

Murong Feng scolded: "Don't be rude, sit down." ”

"Don't blame the messenger, although I Xianbei has been defeated one after another, there are still 50,000 warriors in the clan who can fight. I live in the grassland, not ruled by the Han emperor. Murong Feng said slowly, his tone was hard to hide.

Xu Shu chuckled: "The marshal's words are fallaous, or that sentence, when the Xiliang army entered the grassland, there was no longer Da Xianbei, if the marshal did not agree, Shu would leave." ”

Murong Feng's face kept changing, and he sighed for a long time: "Messenger, tell me your intention." ”

Xu Shu didn't want to be too anxious, these Xianbei generals of the older generation in front of him couldn't bear the fact that the Xianbei Empire had fallen for a while, and when Jia Rong's idea was completely implemented on the grassland, I am afraid that there would be fewer and fewer people on the grassland who could remember Xianbei.

"Xianbei's current situation, everyone present understands, Xianbei is defeated, the Han people are victorious, your kingdom will not exist, Xianbei Empire, descendants will only find it from the annals." Xu Shu breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "My lord is merciful and can't bear the exile of hundreds of thousands of herdsmen in Xianbei, so he sent me to persuade you to surrender, and the Xiliang army will let the herdsmen on the grassland continue to live." ”

Some Xianbei soldiers have already translated Xu Shu's words 1510, and the Chinese language is obscure and difficult to understand, and not all Xianbei high-level officials can learn it.

"Slow down, Han envoy, our army has surrendered to the Han army!" Murong Feng frowned and asked, since Xu Shu was an envoy of the Han army, he must have understood this situation.

"The surrender that my general said was a complete surrender, not a letter of surrender, and then asked our army for winter supplies, and the grassland was slowly developing."

"Then what does General Jia Rong want to do?" The leader asked, Xianbei surrendered to the Han army, obtained the consent of most of the tribes, and for the sake of the continuation of the race, the warriors of the steppe could endure ridicule, abuse, and humiliation.

"Xianbei completely surrendered to the Western Liang Army, and can maintain a standing army of 3,000 people, and all tribes on the grassland must completely obey the management of the Han people, compared to the prosperity of the Han Dynasty, you also know that in a few years, the grassland can also be like the Han realm." Xu Shu said.

Murong Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Xu Shu's tone reminded him of the style of the Han Dynasty in the past dynasties, and even thought about how to ask for winter supplies from the Xiliang army, as for what the Han people said about sending officials to govern, it is understandable, the Xiongnu also protect the Xiongnu Zhonglang General, it is not the same as rebellion, only give the tribes on the grassland enough time to recuperate, it is enough.

"The Xiliang army will establish three cities on the grassland, and at that time, the tribes on the grassland will rely on these three cities for development, and Han officials will be sent to govern the city, and there will also be troops stationed to ensure the long-term peace and stability of the tribes on the grassland."

"Xianbei people can live in the city, but they must abide by the laws and regulations of the Han people, otherwise they will be severely punished, as for the food and grass materials for the winter, the general has already prepared, as long as you obey the order, the general guarantees that the Xianbei tribes will not freeze to death and starve to death."

Zuihou's words are the most tempting, under the plundering of the Han army, there are not many cattle and sheep in Xianbei, even if the Han army ignores them, after this winter, the Xianbei people will be reduced by half.

The Xianbei nobles in the tent discussed more than once, the Han people built a city on the grassland, they seemed to suspect that they had heard it wrong, it was as strong as the Han Wu Emperor period, and there was no such feat, could it be that the Xiliang army was carried away by the victory, and the materials needed to build the city would be astronomical, even if it was the royal court of the Xianbei people, it was just a dilapidated city.

Murong Feng's face was gloomy, if the actions of the Xiliang Army were really successful, then Xianbei really did not exist, with the city as the backing, the tribes on the grassland would no longer worry about eating and drinking, and Murong Feng believed that the Han people would gradually weaken the strength of the tribes, so that the warriors on the grassland would live in a corner like the Han people, and the fierceness in their bones would be gradually worn away, until they really became a Han people, and there was really no Xianbei on the grassland from then on.

Thinking of this, Murong Feng snorted coldly: "This matter is very important, Rong Xianbei's various departments will discuss it and then make a conclusion, and the envoy will go down to rest first." ”

Not long after Xu Shu left the big tent, the leaders of the tribes couldn't hold it anymore, and the tent suddenly exploded.

"Dashuai, do the Han people really want to build a city on the grassland?" The head looked shocked.

Murong Feng did not answer the leader, but set his eyes on the people of the tribes in the tent, from the looks of these people, it is not difficult to see that the Xianbei people are tempted, the conditions offered by the Han people are very generous, and if they build a city on the grassland, the benefits of each tribe will be greater, and it is much stronger than worrying about the materials for the winter.

"Patriarchs, now the situation in Xianbei is precarious, the envoy is right, the great Xianbei has existed in name only, but the benefits given by the Han people are completely extinguished in the fire of Xianbei Zuihou, without the army, the Xianbei people will only become cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, the Huns have taken refuge in the Han, what treatment they received, that is, slaves, when they fight, they rush to the front, but the treatment is the lowest." Murong Feng had to knock the leaders of the tribes.

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