Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 1373 Rebellion (Roll over and roll over to thank the No. 1 brother Shanxiong Diting for the

Chapter 1373 Rebellion (Roll over and roll to thank the leaderboard leader Shanxiong Diting for the reward)

As the eldest prince of the Tuoba Xianbei, Tuoba Shamo Khan knew his family's background well.

The Tuoba Xianbei claimed that they had 100,000 soldiers, but in reality, they only had more than 50,000 soldiers who could actually fight in the battlefield.

As the core tribe of Tuoba Xianbei, Sotou had only more than 20,000 combat soldiers.

The remaining 30,000 belonged to the subordinate tribes of Tuoba Xianbei.

The remaining so-called tens of thousands of soldiers were nothing more than old and weak.

It can be used to boost morale or to fight a favorable battle.

But if we ask them to fight with real guns and swords, there is absolutely no hope for them.

If the situation on the battlefield is slightly wrong, these people will easily turn around and flee. Not only will they not be able to provide assistance, but they will also become a breakthrough point for their own camp.

Although the army coming from the Han Kingdom this time only had 40,000 people.

It seems that there are fewer soldiers than those in the tribe.

But their weapons and equipment are far beyond what the Tuoba clan can match.

More importantly, each team of these volunteer Hu cavalry had a Han military commander.

These military Simas were the actual leaders of these Yicong Hu cavalry.

Through observations over the past few days, Tuoba Shamo Khan discovered that these volunteer Hu cavalry, under the leadership of the military commander, were at least able to obey orders and know when to advance and retreat.

Although it is still far from being comparable to the real Han army, it is incomparable to the chaotic rush of many subordinate tribes of Tuoba Xianbei in the war.

Sure enough, there is a difference between a flock led by a wolf and a flock led by a sheep.

More importantly, this time, there was also a real Han cavalry coming.

It is said that every cavalryman of the Han army is extremely brave and can easily defeat ten, twenty, or even thirty enemies with one.

Because they once single-handedly defeated the 100,000-strong army of Wei.

Just think about it, such a large army, led by someone with ulterior motives, quietly came to the place where Tuoba Xianbei spent the winter.

However, the tribesmen who were struggling with the white disaster were unaware that a disaster even greater than the white disaster was about to come.

In the coldest season, Tuoba Shamo was sweating profusely.

At one point, Tuoba Shamohan was almost swallowed by endless regret.

Make him question whether what he is doing is right.

It made him feel that he was the culprit who destroyed Tuoba Xianbei.

But the cold reality quickly brought him back to his senses.

"I am not rebelling, nor am I the culprit. I am saving my people..."

Tuoba Shamohan was muttering to himself, seemingly stating a fact, or seemingly comforting himself.

The fact is, even without his own leadership, the Han army would have found the winter hiding place for their people under the leadership of their two uncles.

If he did not participate, all his tribesmen would become spoils of the Han army.

What awaited them was an unimaginable tragic ending.

Of course, even though he participated, his clansmen were also spoils of war.

However, the Grand Marshal agreed to allocate a grassland so that he could take his supporting troops and start a new life there.

Just like Kebinen’s tribe.

Although Kebi Neng is dead, isn't his younger brother Ruolu Alius also herding in Jiuyuan with the remaining troops?

So Tuoba Shamo Khan believed Feng Dasima's promise.

Although this grazing is different from that grazing, but over the years people have migrated from the north of the desert to the south of the desert, and now want to move from the south of the desert into the Great Wall. What is the purpose?

Isn’t it just about finding a place to feed your people?

What kind of place can feed the people?

The best place is one where you can both graze and farm.

Yes, farming.

Farming is also needed on the grassland, and people on the grassland also need food.

Find a suitable place on the grassland, sow some seeds, and harvest some millet or something like that. It's great if you can harvest five or six bushels per acre.

The yield per mu is a little low, but don’t we still have tea from Nanxia?

Otherwise, if you only eat meat and drink milk all year round, even the strongest body will not be able to sustain it.

If you can't hold on, you will die quickly.

And often when one dies, it is as if one is haunted by evil spirits and can only be freed after suffering great torture.

On the other hand, if I can lead my people to herd cattle well, they will have enough food and clothing. Isn't this much better than suffering on the grassland?

No, isn’t this the life that the tribe has been looking for?

What a free-flying eagle, bah! Only the one who can survive is called an eagle, if he can’t survive, he is called a roasted eagle!

These complicated thoughts may sound complicated, but in reality they are just a few more thoughts running through my mind.

At the front of the team, the brothers Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti were thinking even faster than Tuoba Shamohan:

"General Rong, your Excellency is old and frail, and has not been in charge of affairs for a long time. In recent years, my two brothers have been in charge of all matters of the clan."

"That's right. We long for the great man, just like a baby longing for rain after a long drought, and like a baby looking back at his parents. How could we have any second thoughts?"

General Zhao smiled faintly upon hearing this:

"That's the best. Our army came here only for the Tuoba clan, not for anything else. But we also don't want anything to happen midway. I hope the two young clan leaders can understand this."

After receiving the money, you have to do something.

Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti said they understood, very well.

Even if you don't quite understand it at first, once you see the formation of the Han army, you can't help but understand it.

In fact, the two of them had long held a grudge against Tuoba Liwei.

Especially after Tuoba Liwei sent people several times to discuss the incorporation of the Moluhui tribe into Tuoba Xianbei, the two felt deeply humiliated.

How could a master bow to his sheep slave and acknowledge the sheep slave as his master?

If they really agreed to Tuoba Liwei's request, wouldn't the Meiluhui tribe be laughed at on the grassland in the future and never be able to raise their heads?

However, the Suotou tribe was in charge of the Tuoba Xianbei, and there were countless tribes that obeyed his orders. The Moluhui tribe was weak and did not dare to openly confront him, so they could only swallow their anger.

Until one day, a caravan from Pingcheng came to the tribe, opening up a road they had never imagined:

It's shameful to be Tuoba Liwei's dog.

But it is not shameful to be a dog of the Han people.

Being Tuoba Liwei's dog not only has no benefits, but also has great disadvantages.

But being a dog for the Han people seems to have no disadvantages and even great benefits.

It will return to the mud, do you know?

The direct great-grandson of Lord Tan Shihuai of the Great Xianbei is now working as a watchdog for the Han people in Pingcheng, and his life is so comfortable.

Everyone who has been to Pingcheng knows this.

Wear silk in summer and velvet in winter, drink milk tea in the morning and wine in the evening.

The Emperor of Han Dynasty gave endless rewards, and I don't know how many people were envious of him.

In the eyes of the Xianbei people, Tan Shihuai is an insurmountable existence.

Although Xie Guini is too weak and unworthy of the identity of Tan Shihuai's descendant.

But at this time, it does not prevent him from becoming some kind of signboard.

This is also the reason why Mr. Feng placed him in Pingcheng.

He wanted to make it clear to all the Hu people who came to Pingcheng to trade that if they followed the Han people, the Han people would be willing to take them with them, and that was a blessing!

If you don’t believe it, go and look at Ke Bineng, who wanted to be the second Tan Shihuai. Now the grass on his grave has been eaten up by cattle and sheep.

So for Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti, the choice was whether to become a subordinate tribe of the Suotou tribe and be ridiculed, or to rely on the Han people and enjoy a good life. This was not a question that they had to think about at all.

Of course, there were still some minor problems.

That was their leader, Dou Bin, who was also the leader of the Moluhui tribe. He had always been friendly with Tuoba Liwei.

But now they decided to solve this small problem immediately after returning.

Anyway, the matter is done, they don't believe that you can still drive the Han army out of the tribe?

Dou Bin is indeed very old.

In the past two or three years, every winter seemed to be a torture for him.

On the grassland, no matter who he is, once his body collapses, the harsh living environment will make him need to respond to the call of God at any time.

At this time, Dou Bin had to stay in his tent all day, wrapped in a blanket, lying on a sheepskin mat, praying that the cold would pass quickly.

Fortunately, his two sons exchanged tea for him from Nanxia, ​​which helped him relieve the pain and bloating in his body.

The precious liquor became something he couldn't live without every night.

I don’t know what happened today, but it was extremely noisy outside the tent, which was very different from the quietness of the past.

Dou Bin, who was already a little irritable due to the pain, could no longer hold back and pounded the ground, cursing:

"Do you think I'm dead? Who is making so much noise outside?"

Food is scarce in winter. If you don't have to, don't move. Otherwise, you will get hungry easily. When you are hungry, you have to eat. If you eat too much, you can't survive the winter, and people in the tribe will starve to death...

Besides, everyone in the tribe knew that they needed quiet rest, so even if there was any noise in the past, they would try to avoid their tents.

What happened today?

Is anyone going to rebel?

Then someone really wanted to rebel.

"grown ups!"

As soon as Dou Bin finished scolding, his two sons came into the tent to pay their respects.

Even though Dou Bin was old and confused, he had been a tribal leader for his entire life. Seeing his two sons coming at the same time, he felt something was wrong:

"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

"Don't worry, sir. It's just that some guests are coming. Once the guests have set up camp, the worry will go away."

"Yes, the guests brought a lot of people with them. I was not thoughtful enough and disturbed you. I hope you will forgive me."

After hearing this, Dou Bin's doubts not only did not disappear, but became even more suspicious.

How could there be any guests coming on a day like this?

And judging from the sound, there are not just a few people coming, but a lot of people.

He could even hear the neighing of war horses.

"I heard that the noise was quite loud. Could it be that a distinguished guest had arrived? If so, why didn't you tell me? Help me up quickly so that I can meet the guest and avoid being impolite."

Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti looked at each other and laughed dryly:

"He is not a distinguished guest. I have already received him. He also knows that you are ill and does not want to spread the cold to you, so he will not come to your tent to meet you for the time being."

Seeing his son's appearance, Dou Bin was certain that there must be something fishy going on.

He could not help but feel shocked and angry, and pounded the ground again and said:

"Are you two going to rebel? You dare not even listen to me? Help me up!"

Dou Suhou and Dou Huiti lowered their heads but did not move.

"Rebellion!" Dou Bin cursed angrily, and shouted outside the tent, "Someone come!"

He originally wanted to call the guards who were waiting outside the tent to take orders in.

But a man came in from outside the tent, wearing a cloak and a hood, so his face could not be seen clearly.

As soon as this person came in, he said:

"Did Chief Dou give any instructions?"

When Dou Bin saw this man, he was startled and shouted again:

"Who are you?"

He looked at his two sons again and found that they were still motionless, as if they already knew the identity of the visitor.

This made his heart sink.

It seemed that his son had been prepared. He didn't know whether he had sent away the guards outside his tent or bribed them.

On the grassland, fathers kill sons, sons kill fathers, sons rape their mothers, and mothers rape their sons. They do whatever they want, and it’s all open and aboveboard, without having to hide from others.

Many people in Nanxia expressed their envy, but were too embarrassed to show it in public for fear of being called beasts, so they concealed it a little.

Of course, there are also some people who do not like being human beings but prefer being beasts, such as Sima Jin who could only rule the world with filial piety.

Dou Bin just thought that his son couldn't wait to seize his position as the leader of the tribe. After being shocked and angry, the expression on his face became calm instead.

"What do you want to do?"

This time, Dou Suhou finally spoke:

"Sir, this is a tribesman from the south."

"South? Tribe members?"

Dou Bin did not hear the answer he was expecting, and looked at the guy he didn't know in some surprise.

But the man took off his hood and cloak, then bowed to Dou Bin:

"Fufeng Dou Pin, I meet Chief Dou."

Dou Bin hadn't seen the true face of the person who came yet, but when he heard the three words "Fufeng Dou", his body trembled.

Dou Bin, who had already prepared himself for his son to seize the throne, or even to kill him, lost his mind when he heard the man introduce himself. He cried out:

"Fufeng Dou?!"

The visitor smiled slightly, and even in the sheep tent filled with fishy smell, it made people feel like a spring breeze, as if all the fishy smell was blown away.

He is truly a gentle and kind young man from an aristocratic family.

But he said to Dou Bin:

"Exactly."

After getting the confirmation from the visitor, Dou Bin's lips trembled, and he asked another question in disbelief:

"You, are you really from the Fufeng Dou clan?"

"Replacement guaranteed."

"Huchi! Huchi!"

Even though Dou Bin was the leader of the tribe, he was breathing heavily at this moment and didn't know how to start.

During the Later Han Dynasty, it was not uncommon for the Hu people to attach themselves to famous families in the Central Plains.

This custom can be traced back to the Huns in the Western Han Dynasty.

After the Huns were beaten again and again by the Han Dynasty and were almost exhausted, the Han Dynasty became the beacon of the civilized world.

As the victims of Han, the Huns regarded themselves as the sons-in-law or nephews of the Han family.

It’s not that I’m incompetent, but the one who beat me is my elder, so it’s normal that I couldn’t beat him.

A considerable number of the Xianbei people who took over the Xiongnu were actually converted from the Xiongnu.

The habit of recognizing elders was naturally passed down.

After all, it can elevate my own status and I can tell the barbarians in the north that my ancestors are noble and my bloodline is noble, which is different from you barbarians.

Of course it's cool.

But when the person you want to cling to comes to your door, it becomes a bit embarrassing and guilty.

Dou Bin, who had been ill for a long time, suddenly got up on his own without anyone's help and saluted Dou Pin:

"I wonder why Mr. Dou came here?"

(End of this chapter)