To the north of the Beihai, at the Great Wall, Huang Feihu has sent people to build a high platform for the alliance.

The old rule, if the materials are insufficient, go to the boundary card to ask the father, and if you can return it.

In the north of Dashang, there are not only two tribes, Tufang and Ghost Fang, but also more small nomadic tribes without names, and they are worse off than Ghost Fang.

There are about 50 tribal leaders, large and small, headed by the chief of the tribute side, waiting here.

In fact, few people really surrendered, after all, they were still a long way from the frontier of Dashang, and they had not communicated for decades.

But I can't help it!

Su Quanzhong chased the remnants of the earthwork led by Wu Li and went all the way north, but Wu Li was also excessive, and even tried to use these small tribes as a shield to escape among the small nomadic tribes.

Su Quanzhong chased all the way, and a lot of friction occurred.

After all, they don't recognize the difference between the earth and the other!

In the eyes of the soldiers of the merchant army, these barbarians all looked the same, and their clothes were all rough animal skins, which were unrecognizable.

What if you don't recognize it?

As a result, the parents of the small nomadic tribes in the north who were beaten did not know each other, especially the big man who was a few people tall.

In order to supplement the material consumption on the way to the pursuit, Su Quanzhong also took a lot of cattle and sheep, which made them even more miserable, so they simply went south, temporarily formed an alliance with the big merchants, and exchanged some materials to spend a hard life, at least they would not be beaten.

Not far away, there are a series of tents, where the chiefs and their clansmen live temporarily, and according to the regulations of the Northwest Protectorate, they must move inward after forming an alliance.

The chief of the tribute was now sitting around the fire in a tent with seven or eight chiefs.

He hasn't slept all night, his expression is tense, if he enters the Central Plains after the alliance, and the clans are separated, will the tribute still exist?

Gong Fang exists in name only, what will happen to him, the leader?

He glanced at the leaders of the other tribes and said fiercely, "We are the descendants of the steppe gods, how can we submit to the merchants?"

"The merchants have attacked our tribe, look at our people, do they still have the slightest hint of steppe warriors?"

"After going south, they actually threw themselves into the Northwest Protectorate, saying that they were going to build the Great Wall? What are they doing to build the Great Wall? Defend against the barbarians? Do they want to defend themselves?"

"Some went to Beihai, saying that they were going to do business, and sold cattle and horses to merchants without authorization, and just half a month ago, an inferior herdsman accused me, saying that on what basis did I collect his cattle and sheep......"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the leader of the tribute side.

A shepherd slave is a lower thing than a merchant's slave, but even a shepherd slave dares to rebel against himself?

In his opinion, this is all a good leader led by the leader of the ghost side, as a tribal nobleman, he can actually surrender to the big merchants, and even prefer to live in the world, what is that idiot trying to do?

Provoked by the leader of the tribute side, the other leaders raised their heads, and their faces were also filled with righteous indignation, if they were not attacked, how could they go south to form an alliance?

It's all forced!

After going south, the herdsmen and ordinary herdsmen in the clan gradually got out of control, and they followed the devil one after another, vying to invest in business, even if it was to build the Great Wall and do hard labor.

"I wanted to kill the shepherd slave, but the shepherd went south on horseback, and he would rather go to a place where he had never heard of it to build a road than submit to me!

Seven or eight leaders all bowed their heads.

This happens every day.

Originally, the cattle and sheep of the shepherds could only be delivered to the nobles or chiefs of the clan, but after going south to contact the merchants, they no longer listened to the nobles.

Merchants need a lot of manpower to build the Great Wall, build roads, raise horses and cattle, and on the merchant side, they have to eat and shelter, and give them a stable life, which is not much better than shepherd slaves?

On the grassland, it is not good for a herdsman to flee, even if he escapes to other tribes, his life will not change, but it is different when it comes to the big merchants, who don't care what kind of herdsmen you are or not, even the lowest status slaves are better than the treatment of herdsmen.

A large number of herdsmen left the tribe, and the few who were still in the clan became more and more disrespectful to the nobles.

If you raise cattle and sheep, you can only give them to the tribal nobles for free, and you can trade with the big merchants, that is, salt, plums, clothes.....

In the past, the herdsmen did not have a choice, but now, the herdsmen want to be merchants.

More and more herdsmen longed for the life of merchants, and they all found that they could survive without the tribe, and ...... You can live a better life.

Especially in recent days, I heard that it was the minister of Chaoge who brought a group of prisoners of war to the Great Wall.

The women are so beautiful, much more beautiful than the weather-beaten women on the grassland.

Of course, being pretty is secondary, and the point is that they are crying.

They were all crying, crying, heart-wrenching, and there were even rumors that they had fallen down a Great Wall.

Damn, are the prisoners of war who built the Great Wall really living so miserable?

The stable life of food and shelter is so miserable in the eyes of businessmen?

As for it?

Accompanied by the cries of the women, something was awakening in the hearts of the herdsmen.

There are even many herders who follow tradition and are beginning to have new ideas.

If they go south to return to business, they will all be treated as civilians!

It should be better than a prisoner of war, so what kind of life is that?!

Even if life is very bad, if you can take a merchant woman who cries for herself to fall down the Great Wall, it will be worth it!

What's more, when he heard that some of the women who came had dead husbands, he tried his best to win the hearts of those women in the hope of marriage.

Those women are all from Chaoge, and Chaoge's life must be several times better than Beihai, if you can return to Chaoge with these women, then the standard of living is several grades higher!

Even the nobles in many tribes are ready to move, although they are saying that the leader of the ghost party is an idiot, but are they really idiots?

The life of Chaoge is definitely much better than the life of the grassland, and the leader of the ghost party will not think about the grassland.

However, unlike the other selected chiefs in the tent, the tribute chiefs had a slight sense of nationality and wanted to preserve their power in the clan.

The chief of the tribute party appealed: "We have lived on this grassland for hundreds of years, how can we leave? Have you forgotten that we have the blood and bones of the gods of the grassland!"

Several leaders were shocked at this moment, and their faces were ashamed and indignant, the merchants knew that their homeland was difficult to leave, how could they leave the grassland where their father and brother had lived for generations?

The leader of the tribute side said: "We can take advantage of the alliance to kill Huang Feihu, mess up the northern frontier of Dashang, rob the supplies and flee back to the grassland, then Su Quanzhong has already gone away, and no one can be our enemy on the grassland!"

Some people are a little embarrassed: "Such a method is inevitably some...."

As soon as these words came out, the other leaders were also a little hesitant, the boss of the murderous family above the alliance, even the barbarians, could not do such a thing.

The face of the leader of the tribute side was gloomy, and he laughed loudly: "Have you forgotten how the king of the earth is killed? Do you really want to make an alliance with the cunning merchants and leave the grassland to be their lackeys? Perhaps, that Huang Feihu is plotting behind his back how to kill us all, so as to prevent the tribes from rioting!"

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