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Chapter 398

The ground is full of smoke and waves, and the dry grass on the shore is full of sky.

There were Qiang and Huns who plowed fields and erected fences on the bank.

It looks a bit like a paradise.

The bald tree machine looked at this vast land, and indeed hesitated.

"This is a good place, with rich soil and water, and a large population. You and I joined hands to take advantage of Yang Zheng's power to wipe out the Huns, take their population and livestock, and then plan to Dingxiang in the cloud. On the surface, we will be a minister to Yang Zheng, and secretly ask Luoyang for help. Then Sima Zhao will definitely support us, and the great cause of Xianbei will prosper!" Qi Fu Heda kept whispering in the ear of the bald tree.

At Qifu Heda's age, he could be the grandfather of the bald tree, but he looked like a grandson in front of him.

If the bald head is a vulture, the beggar is a fox.

Historically, among the Xianbei in Hexi, the Qifu tribe was actually the weakest.

But they found the right time and made a sudden attack, attacking the Lujie tribe in Xitao, annexing its population, and then gradually grew.

The bald tree suddenly laughed, "Haha, yes, this place is enough to prosper our clan!"

"That's right, why do we Xianbei people sacrifice our lives for the Han people? Don't the Han people have a saying of raising their own self-esteem? Yang Zheng wants to take the Henan land, so we ask him for money, food and armaments." Begging Heda triumphantly road.

Bald Tree Ji Neng's eyes flickered, "Do you think we can beat Yang Zheng? Do you think the Sima family can trust them?"

Qi Fu Heda was stunned for a moment, and then said with a dry smile: "My nephew is indeed a hero among our Xianbei people. We can't fight Yang Zheng, and the Sima family can't be trusted, but we can have both ways."

Bald Tree nodded instinctively, "That's right, how can I, a Xianbei hero, be someone else's dog?"

"I have already sent someone to contact the Ministry of Tiefu. The Xiongnu and Xianbei were one family 300 years ago, and they could not kill each other. I don't want that woman, and I gave it to Liu Xili." Qi Fuheda jumped face-to-face .

"I heard that your concubine is a famous beauty, can you bear that?" Bald Tree Ji Neng teased.

Qifu Heda gritted his teeth and said, "For the great cause of Xianbei, what is a mere woman?"

"Haha." Bald Tree laughed loudly, "I have a suggestion, since you have a secret connection with him, you might as well give him some more livestock."

"Give him a woman, but also give him livestock?" Qi Fu Heda jumped up cheekily again.

"That's right, the Han people have a saying, you must give them what you want, give them what you want, and then take advantage of the heavy snowfall to wipe out the Tiefu Ministry in one fell swoop and snatch your concubine, wouldn't it be better?" Bald The tree machine laughed.

Qi Fu Heda was stunned, "My nephew is indeed extraordinary."

The bald-haired tree said: "Then I would like to ask my uncle to go there to show his sincerity. Liu Xili is a nobleman of the Huns. He has always been bold and will definitely not harm uncle."

But Qi Fu Heda hesitated, his eyes lingering on the face of the bald tree.

The bald tree machine also looked at him lightly.

Foxes are naturally weaker in front of vultures.

The bald tree function has [-] troops, [-] riders, and is well-equipped.

Begging Heda has only four thousand riders.

"Okay, for the great cause of Xianbei, I'm willing to take this risk." Qifu Heda gritted his teeth.

Wei Wu divided the Southern Xiongnu into five divisions, left, right, south, north, and middle, located in Fenyang, southeast of Qixian County, Xixian County, Xinxian County, and Wenshui. Each tribe established a Hun nobleman as the commander, and Han officials as Sima supervisors.

Unwilling to be restrained, the Xiongnu ran to Henan and mixed with the Qiang people.

The situation in Henan is very complicated.

If Yang Zheng directly drives troops in, it will arouse the vigilance of the Qianghu, Xiongnu, and Xianbei tribes, and there is a high probability that they will unite.

Entering with the function of the bald tree, the impact is much smaller.

The Qiang and Hu come and go, going south and north, east and west, are nomadic tribes, and they are used to it.

Qifu Heda led four thousand cavalry to Tiefubu, frowning all the way.

"The bald tree has ulterior motives and cannot be trusted." The eldest son Qi Fu Lihu persuaded.

Qifu Heda sneered and said: "Don't I know? I only hate the weak strength and have to be submissive! This time he sent me to the Tiefu Department, it will hurt my heart. I just joined with the Tiefu Department and annexed him. Eighteen tribes, take Shuofang again, and finally surrender to Yang Zheng!"

He kept saying that it was Xianbei's great cause, but behind it was all cold knives and calculations.

Since Ke Bi Neng's death, Xianbei has been completely divided, and it has been scattered, even more simply than the split of the Central Plains.

"What if Yang Zheng doesn't accept our surrender?"

"He will accept it. What Yang Zheng wants are minions, it can be the function of the bald tree, or it can be us!"

The cold wind was howling, and two kites in the sky were chasing a squirrel.

The titmouse struggled repeatedly, but finally fell into the kite's claws.

On the ground, Bald Tree's functional cavalry has assembled.

Since the death of his bald grandfather Shoutian, he never trusted others.

Including Qifu Heda.

The law of the grassland is like this, either rely on the strong to become minions, or directly draw swords against the strong, there has never been any alliance.

Forming an alliance is also to strengthen oneself by eating allies.

Yang Zheng is powerful and can annex other tribes at will.

The begging department is weak, so we have to accept the reality.

This is the law of survival in the grassland.

The bald tree mechanism is very clear about this set of rules and its own destiny.

"Rise up troops, and follow me to attack the Tiefu and Qifu tribes!"

The seventeen chieftains raised their swords and spears, and the surrounding cavalry raised their swords, spears, and iron forks. Soon, more than 1 cavalry raised their weapons and said, "Rise up!"

The whining horn sounded in the cold wind.

More than 1 riders went down the northwest wind.

Xuan Yilang, who was born in Qianghu, has long been integrated with other tribes.

They publicized the various benefits of Liangzhou, and they could make meritorious service by killing enemies in battle, which was extremely attractive in any era and any force.

Regardless of whether the bald tree is willing or not, the military spirit of this cavalry has already turned to Liangzhou.

"General Zhenxi has a military order. Those who kill the enemy will have [-] ranks of military merit, and they will be rewarded with land, money and silk, and mansions. Above the military, there will be Yunqilang and Feiqilang. They are directly nobles and can live the same way as the Han people. , don’t worry about food and drink! Kill the enemy’s general, and you will be a general when you go back, you can get whatever you want.” Xuanyi Lang repeated in Qiang and Xiongnu languages.

"Ho, ho, ho..."

The cavalry's breathing gradually increased.

In the past, after killing and killing, there was nothing, and it was good to be alive.

But now, their future is on the knife.

The low-level Qianghu's thinking is actually more simple than that of the Han people. It is good to be able to eat and not freeze to death.

Therefore, the Qiang Hu expects a stable order more than the Han people.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The eyes of the cavalry gradually became hot, and their morale was also extremely high.

Simply put, this battle is fought for itself.

The bald tree among the army looked at the surrounding cavalry with complicated eyes.

Even his own followers had fanaticism on their faces.

There is no suspense in his heart about the outcome of this battle, and there is no possibility of suspense.

The bald tree function is too clear about these tribes, and it is by no means Liangzhou's opponent.

What filled his mind was his own destiny.

　There are too many things to do today, people are tired, just two chapters...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)