New Lubu War

Chapter 29

spring equinox.

Spring is infinitely good.

The prairie, because of the coming of spring, is full of vitality and all things are honored.

"It's finally spring!"

In a Qianghu tribe with thousands of people, the middle-aged patriarch looked at the luxuriant weeds on the grass and sighed with relief.

It's not easy!
Last winter was extremely cold!

It was so cold that hundreds of tribal flocks froze to death, and more than a dozen people from the tribe froze to death.

Leaving the tribe and entering the vast snowstorm alone, more than ten tribe elders died in it.

The prairie has raised countless tribes, and each tribe has a wolf as its totem!

Not only believe in the ferocity and cunning of wolves, but also believe in the living habits of wolves.

When the old wolf of the wolf pack is exhausted and unable to hunt, he will leave the wolf pack and die outside alone.

Therefore, when the elders of each tribe reach a certain age, they will also leave the tribe, their children, their relatives, find a place where there is no one, and wait for death silently.

"hateful!"

The middle-aged patriarch didn't know what to think, showing resentment.

"The tribe has lost so much, and the Kodak tribe is still unwilling to let him go. They have to sacrifice [-] sheep to him before they will give up!"

The Keda tribe is a large tribe hundreds of miles away, with more than [-] people, and is powerful. The surrounding small and medium tribes have to make offerings to them every year.

On the grassland, strength is the most important thing, and every powerful tribe will oppress the surrounding tribes.

On the one hand, replenish yourself, and on the other hand, weaken these tribes to prevent them from being overtaken!

Of course the oppressed tribes are not reconciled, they are all sons and daughters of wolves, who is afraid of whom?

So, the resistance has always been there.

War and killing are the eternal melody on the grassland.

The so-called Qianghu, Xiongnu, Xianbei and other ethnic groups are just the division of Hu people in the grassland by the Han Dynasty.

Among the grassland tribes, there is no such emphasis. Anyone who is not from his own tribe is an enemy!

Hu people who live as nomads are notoriously rebellious, brutal and aggressive!

Therefore, on the grassland, wars and killings are everywhere!
However, it is not uncommon for these sons and daughters of wolves to submit when their small arms cannot reach their thighs.

Just like the middle-aged patriarch now.

"The tribe has only [-] people, and the Kodak tribe has as many as [-] people, which is ten times our number. They are no match at all!"

With a long sigh, the middle-aged patriarch felt helpless.

Between submitting and resisting, he had to choose to submit.

There is no way, the price of failure in the resistance is too heavy, and this small and medium-sized tribe of only [-] people cannot bear it.

Killing on the grassland is not easy!
The loser must be wiped out.

Any man taller than a wheel will be killed, and tribal women and children will be incorporated into the conqueror's tribe.

In order to survive, the middle-aged patriarch had to bow his head.

"pity!"

The middle-aged patriarch shook his head and said to himself:
"The territory of the Han Dynasty closest to our tribe is Wuyuan County in Bingzhou, but there is a 'flying general' there, and no one dares to violate it!"

"Otherwise, if you grab it a few times, you can also recover the loss of last winter!"

"Hey!"

Sighing again, the middle-aged patriarch turned around and prepared to go back to the tent to rest.

As the patriarch, although he has to work hard for the clan, it is not bad.

Like now.

"This year, two girls in the clan have turned thirteen, and they can enjoy it!"

With a smile, the footsteps of the middle-aged patriarch became brisk.

however.

Just as he was about to enter the tent door, a loud shout came from afar.

"Zhang Liao, under the command of 'Flying General', is here. Where is the patriarch of the Heda tribe? Come out and answer quickly!"

"Flying general?"

The middle-aged patriarch trembled and almost lost his footing.

For more than ten years, there has been an invincible 'flying general' in Wuyuan County of the Great Han Dynasty, with a radius of thousands of miles, who doesn't know?
Especially a year and a half ago, the ten major tribes of Qianghu and Southern Xiongnu joined forces, and [-] Huqi plundered the border of Bingzhou.

It went well in other counties and plundered a lot of property, but in Wuyuan County, it was defeated by [-] people led by the 'Flying General'!

That's it!
It was later that the surrounding Hu tribes were frightened.

'Flying General' was obviously angry because of the death of Governor Du-chan!

To change the past habit of driving the barbarian away for a hundred miles and ignore it, this time, he directly chased them for a thousand miles and killed an unknown number of people!
Take no prisoners!

All those who did not run away, regardless of whether they were injured or surrendered, were executed on the spot.

After this battle, the vitality of the ten tribes was seriously injured.

It is said that five tribes were annexed by nearby tribes, three tribes fled to the far north, and only two tribes are still struggling.

"'Flying General' is going to deal with our Heda tribe?"

The middle-aged patriarch turned pale with shock, and immediately felt something was wrong.

"It doesn't make sense. We have never gone to Wuyuan County to rob. There are so many tribes around. Why did the 'Flying General' bother us?"

After all, it was the patriarch who had managed a tribe of thousands of people for more than ten years, and it didn't take long to sort out his thoughts.

"Bold!"

Seeing that there was no answer, the visitor said angrily:

"Why no one answered? Do you want to be exterminated?"

The middle-aged patriarch was startled, and hurriedly shouted:
"Don't blame the envoy, the villain is here!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly stepped forward and ran towards the direction of the sound.

Running outside the tribe, they found more than a dozen cavalrymen dressed in Han style, standing there waiting.

On the opposite side of these cavalry, hundreds of tribesmen gathered after hearing the sound, all of them straddled their horses with swords and glared at the visitor.

But the dozen or so Han cavalry showed no signs of fear in the face of hundreds of Hu cavalry armed with swords and looking murderous.

Especially the leader among them, wearing armor, holding the rein in one hand, and holding a big knife in the other, looked coldly at the barbarians in front of him.

"Stand back, everyone back, don't disturb the honorable 'Flying General' envoy!"

Seeing the unkind expressions of the tribal people, the middle-aged patriarch was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted.

These clansmen are so dumb, have you never heard of the name 'Flying General'?

If you dare to use swords and arrows against the messenger of the 'Flying General', you will be courting death!

As the patriarch of a tribe, the middle-aged patriarch is not these brainless people.

He knew that on the prairie, the most unofficial people were not those big tribes, but the 'flying generals' who were in full swing.

If you offend those big tribes, you can still live if you surrender, but if you offend the 'Flying General', you will definitely die!

The massacre a year and a half ago had already spread across the prairie.

All the barbarians know that the cruelty and bloodthirsty of the 'flying general' is still above them, the sons and daughters of wolves!
"You are the patriarch of the Heda tribe?"

Zhang Liao saw the barbarians on the opposite side separated from the left and right, and a barbarian in much more gorgeous clothes came to him, and immediately asked with a knife.

Before coming, the general repeatedly told him that he must be absolutely strong at all times when facing the barbarians, and he strictly abided by it.

"It's the villain!"

The middle-aged patriarch came to Zhang Liaoma, bowed and said.

"What's your name?"

Zhang Liao didn't dismount, and even pointed his sword at him.

"Report to the envoy, the villain's name is Hedado!"

Hedad said respectfully.

Looking up at Zhang Liao, Hedado tentatively asked:

"Dare to ask the envoy, what orders does Master 'Flying General' give to our Hedu tribe?"

"Listen up!"

Zhang Liao ignored him, raised his head and glanced at the more and more barbarians on the opposite side, then looked at Hedado again, and said arrogantly:
"My general has an order that all the tribes around Wuyuan County must pay enough cattle, sheep, and horses every year in proportion to the population!"

"If there is a disobedience, there may be a shortage!"

Zhang Liao waved his sword, his face was full of anger.

"The Manchus are exterminated!"

(End of this chapter)