New Lubu War

Chapter 30 The villain has a trick

"what?"

"what?"

……

Hearing Zhang Liao's words, the Hu people who had gathered were all shocked and made voices of dissatisfaction or resentment.

All of this was within Zhang Liao's expectation, or in other words, according to Lu Bu's instructions, so there was no surprise.

He just squinted and stared at the barbarian opposite.

This is the first Hu tribe notified by Zhang Liao, and it is expected that there will be resistance in all likelihood.

It doesn't matter, the general is already ready.

"Quiet, give me all quiet!"

Noticing the murderous intent hidden in Zhang Liao's eyes, Hedado yelled loudly to stop the commotion of the clansmen behind him.

Gathering his mind, Hedado bowed to Zhang Liao again and asked:
"Please tell me, what is the ratio of two to one? How to distinguish the tribute cattle, sheep, and horses?"

Zhang Liao looked at Hedado in surprise, pondered for a while, and immediately said:
"Naturally, it is counted as two people and one sheep. How to give it is up to you to decide internally, but every year, you must pay enough sheep to my general!"

"You can also pay tribute to cattle and horses!"

Glancing at Hedado, Zhang Liao continued:
"One ox is worth twenty sheep, and one horse is worth ten sheep. My general can have all of them, but half of them must be cows or horses!"

After hearing Zhang Liao's request, Hedado didn't show any anger, and his expression didn't change at all.

"Apostle!"

Bowing, Hedado said slowly:

"It is the blessing of our Heda tribe to serve Master 'Flying General'!"

"But our Heda tribe is weak, and we have to pay tribute to the Keda tribe with cattle, sheep and horses every year. This...!"

Looking up at Zhang Liao, Hedado said:
"The Kodak tribe is greedy. After paying tribute to them, we really don't have the ability to pay tribute to Sir Flying General!"

"joke!"

Zhang Liao understood what this cunning barbarian meant, and said with a smile:
"Since you have paid tribute to my general, you are naturally protected. Who would dare to ask you for tribute?"

"Don't worry!"

Zhang Liao smiled and said:

"As long as the tribute is paid to my general every year, no one will be able to ask for tribute from you!"

"I see!"

Hedad's face was expressionless, but his brain was running crazily, calculating quickly.

"Compared to the Kodak Tribe, the requirements for 'flying generals' are much lower!"

He thought to himself:
"The Kodak tribe needs [-] sheep every year. Basically, there are as many sheep as there are people in our tribe!"

"'Flying General' only needs half of the amount, and the ratio of cows and horses is far better than the requirements of the Kodak tribe!"

"If you pay tribute to the 'flying general' in exchange for not paying tribute to the Kodak tribe, why not do it?"

"The issue is……!"

Glancing secretly at Zhang Liao, Hedado hesitated.

"Can 'Flying General' guarantee that the Kodak tribe will not come to harass our Heda tribe? Don't end up in the end where both parties are not pleasing to each other and have to pay tribute!"

The grassland is good at producing cattle, sheep and horses. On average, each Hu can own more than a dozen sheep, one or two cows, and two or three horses.

Therefore, based on the head count, the annual tribute of one sheep is actually within the tolerance of these barbarian tribes.

The problem is, these properties are basically the property of a barbarian for a lifetime, who is willing to give away one-tenth of it every year?

Moreover, it seems that there are a lot of sheep, but there are not many Hu people who can really eat mutton.

Only the patriarch and a few big nobles in the clan can guarantee to eat mutton. The rest of the barbarians only eat various dairy products on weekdays.

Sheep give birth to two litters every year, and each litter has more than two heads. It seems that the production is quite a lot, but the consumption is also huge!

Those who were slaughtered and eaten, those who died of freezing and starvation in winter, had to pay tribute to powerful tribes.

Based on all these calculations, the number of sheep that each tribe can increase in a year does not exceed [-]% at most.

That's it, it's normal.

In many cases, the number of cattle and sheep will not increase but decrease!
So, don't look at the barbarian's predatory nature, but their life is not easy.

Of course, life is hard for anyone these days.

There is no right or wrong in the grassland, only strong or weak!
The weak must bow their heads to the strong and endure exploitation, otherwise, they will not even have the basic right to survive.

"If 'Flying General' can really guarantee that the Kodak tribe and other powerful tribes will not forcefully pay tribute to our Heda tribe, then...!"

Thinking of this, Hedado's heart skipped a beat, and he came up with a bold idea.

"Apostle!"

Hedado bowed to Zhang Liao, took a step forward, looked up at him and said:
"The villain has a trick, so that Master 'Flying General' can get more cattle, sheep and horses every year!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Liao looked at Hedado strangely, and asked puzzledly:

"What's your plan?"

"This……!"

Hedado glanced left and right, moved his footsteps, got closer, and said in a low voice:

"It's not easy to announce this plan to the public. Can the envoy introduce the villain to Sir 'Flying General'?"

"...!"

Staring at Hedado, Zhang Liao pondered.

…………

Jiuyuan.

Lu House.

"Master, the situation is like this. The disciple has brought Nahedadu here. Look, do you want to interview him?"

Zhang Liao told Lu Bu everything about his trip and asked him questions.

"Ha ha!"

After listening to Zhang Liao's narration, Lu Bu chuckled lightly.

"interesting!"

Without answering Zhang Liao directly, Lu Bu paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, thinking secretly.

He understood this kind of thing as soon as he heard it.

There is no doubt that that Hedadu is planning to be a 'hussy'!
"Take him to meet me at the racecourse outside the city!"

After a while, Lu Bu stopped pacing and gave instructions to Zhang Liao.

…………

Racecourse.

Under the leadership of Zhang Liao, Hedado came to the Wuyuan Han Army Racecourse.

Looking at the soldiers of the Han army with guns on guard all around, Hedado was cautious all the way, for fear of running into bad luck.

"Go in, the general is inside!"

Taking Hedado to a place where horse racing and archery, Zhang Liao said expressionlessly.

"promise!"

After bowing to Zhang Liao, Hedado walked past the guards at the door and walked inside.

'咻咻咻'

Not long after entering, I heard a shrill and piercing sound from the air.

"It's the sound of archery!"

Hedado, who is quite brave and good at archery, understands it as soon as he hears it.

"'Flying General' is shooting an arrow?"

The archery skills of 'Flying General' are very famous on the grassland, so Hedado walked over curiously.

Then I saw a muscular young general galloping inside on a maroon horse.

While galloping, he bent his bow and set an arrow, and shot towards the distant wooden post.

At first glance, those wooden stakes were at least a hundred steps away from him.

The horse's back is bumpy, unlike flat ground, and shooting arrows while galloping on the horse is so difficult that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Hedado, who rode horseback and archery since he was a child, naturally knew this.

However, with such a long distance, the young general shot every arrow, and every arrow hit the middle of the wooden stake accurately.

'tap tap'

'咻咻咻'

The horses galloped, and the arrows shot out continuously.

The horse speed reaches the highest level, and the archery moves are as fast as lightning.

After a while, all the arrows from a pot were shot out, and all the more than a hundred arrows were fired, and the arrows landed on the wooden stake a hundred steps away.

"hiss!"

Hedad took a breath.

"With such archery skills, it's no wonder that 'Flying General' can break through [-] with [-], even chasing and killing thousands of miles, beheading more than [-] people!"

Hedado, who considered himself good at archery, couldn't help but be amazed at such a god-like archery technique.

"Villain Hedado, I've met Master Flying General!"

When the young general reined in his horse and stopped, Hedado hurried forward, bowed respectfully and said.

(End of this chapter)