Xiliang Iron Cavalry

A gleam flashed in Jia Xu's eyes, "My lord, building a city on the grassland consumes a lot of energy. At this time, the princes of the Central Plains are conquering each other. Isn't it an opportunity? As long as our army goes out of Hangu Pass, who can resist the princes?"

As soon as Jia Xu reminded them, everyone also thought of this point. After building a city, they lost the strength to compete in the Central Plains in a short period of time. Without food and supplies, there is no talk of war.

Jia Rong pondered for a moment and said: "When our army goes out of Hangu, it is bound to make the princes of the world panic and gather to resist our army. From the current point of view, the situation in the Central Plains will only become more and more chaotic. Take it for yourself, look at the world, who can stop it! Even the elite Xianbei people on the grassland will die with hatred, let alone the old soldiers of the Central Plains."

"My lord is wise!" Everyone said in unison.

The matter of building a city on the grassland was settled in this way.

The Xiliang army built the city, which made the merchants of the Han Dynasty see an opportunity. Yes, building the city will definitely require a lot of materials, and if they can obtain the right to provide one of the materials, the benefits they will get will be unimaginable. For a while, the people gathered in Chang'an There were unprecedented numbers of merchants, and Zhang Li and Zhang Zhao were extremely busy.

But Jia Rong is also cunning. When a businessman comes to do business, he can rent out the land in the city in advance and get more money. Both parties are willing.

The [-] Xiliang Army was stationed in Danhan Mountain Wangting, and the Xiliang Army won all the wars, but the Han Chinese retreat that the Xianbei people wanted to see did not appear. Why did these Han people still stay on the grassland after the victory? Do you want to kill it completely and quickly?

In just three months, Murong Feng's temples were covered with white hair, his face was full of sorrow, and he was in a state of overwhelming strength. The Han army was defeated, specifically, it should be defeated by the Xiliang army. The weapons in the hands of those cavalrymen were never I have never seen it before, and I really don't understand why the Han people have so many riding masters. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Tan Shihuai, who led the Xianbei tribe, unified the prairie, and established the Xianbei Empire. Do you really want to see it with your own eyes? Witness Xianbei from its heyday to its decline?until death?

Murong Feng seems to have understood why Tan Shihuai didn't send troops to attack the territory of the Han people when Tan Shihuai defeated the Han army.

The letter of surrender was personally sent to Chang'an by Aizi Muda of Queju half a month ago, and he still hasn't come back. The Xiliang army didn't retreat for a day, and everyone in the Xianbei people was in panic. Many people even proposed to retreat to the desert.

Murong Feng remained silent. Back then the Xiongnu were defeated by the Han army and retreated far into the desert. They still had soldiers to fight, and the family still had food and grass. Winter has come. Would it be possible for the people to starve to death in the vast desert? Murong Feng would never allow this things happen.

The strength of the Xiliang army made Xianbei unprecedentedly cohesive. The tribes on the grassland gathered warriors together. There were 5 soldiers in the army, but these soldiers did not give the leaders of the tribes any sense of security, because the Xiliang army was too strong. .

Gathering [-] Xianbei troops within one month, but what's the point? The elite [-] soldiers were all defeated, not to mention untrained soldiers. Live and die.

"Commander, the Xiliang Army is here." The scout walked into the dilapidated tent of the Chinese Army and said in a hurry.

Murong Feng woke up from his imagination, and hurriedly said: "Let him in!" He was originally the commander of the Xianbei army, but now he is the head of the Xianbei army, so it is naturally impossible to go to greet him in person.

Xu Shu looked at Xianbei's so-called big tent of the Chinese army, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and walked into the big tent under the leadership of the soldiers.

"I've met the commander!" Xu Shu cupped his hands, with a respectful expression on his face. Xu Shu had admiration for this commander who ruled Xianbei. I'm afraid that there is no Murong Feng in Xianbei, and he has long been corrupted.

Murong Feng waved his hand and said: "The envoy is polite, please sit down."

Xu Shu was also polite, and sat down, not paying attention to the murderous eyes of other generals in the tent.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, all the people present were the powerful faction of Xianbei, and their expressions were a little depressed after successive defeats.

Kuitou stared at Xu Shu with a gloomy expression, and gently stroked the sword at his waist with his right hand. He could not forget that it was the Han who deprived him of everything now. Without the Han, he would be able to unify Xianbei and restore the glory of Danhanshan royal family.

Glancing at everyone in the tent, Xu Shu snorted coldly and said, "The moment my Xiliang army defeated the Xianbei army and entered the grassland, the former Xianbei Empire no longer existed. Shuai, have you heard this sentence?"

A Xianbei chieftain suddenly drew his sword and stood up. He couldn't tolerate the Xianbei Empire being ignored.

Murong Feng scolded: "Don't be rude, sit down."

"Don't blame the envoy. Although I Xianbei has been defeated one after another, there are still [-] warriors in the clan. Under the desperate struggle, the Xiliang army has to pay the price, leading the land? I live in the grasslands, not Han Chinese The emperor rules." Murong Feng said slowly, his tone hard to conceal the sharpness.

Xu Shu chuckled and said, "The commander-in-chief's words are absurd. It's still the same sentence. From the moment the Xiliang army entered the grassland, there was no Da Xianbei. If the commander-in-chief disagrees, I will leave now."

Murong Feng's complexion kept changing, and he sighed for a long time: "Messenger, tell me your reason for coming."

Xu Shu didn't want to be too hasty. The older generation of Xianbei generals in front of him just couldn't bear the fact that the Xianbei Empire had perished for a while. When Jia Rong's idea was completely implemented on the grassland, I am afraid that Xianbei would be remembered on the grassland. There will be fewer and fewer people.

"Xianbei's current situation, everyone here is aware of it. Xianbei was defeated, and the Han people won, and your country will not exist. The Xianbei Empire will only be found in the history books." Xu Shu took a sigh of relief and continued. Said: "My lord is merciful and cannot bear the exile of hundreds of thousands of herdsmen in Xianbei, so he sent me to persuade you to surrender. The Xiliang army will let the herdsmen on the grassland continue to live."

Some Xianbei soldiers have translated Xu Shu's words in detail. The Chinese is difficult to understand, and not all Xianbei high-ranking officials can learn it.

"Wait a minute, Han envoy, our army has surrendered to the Han army!" Murong Feng asked with a frown. Since Xu Shu was the envoy of the Han army, he must have understood this situation.

"The surrender my general said was a complete surrender, not a letter of surrender, and then asked our army for supplies for the winter, the slowly developing grassland."

"Then Jia Rong... what does the general want to do?" Kuitou asked. Xianbei surrendered to the Han army and obtained the consent of most tribes. For the continuation of the race, the warriors of the grassland can endure ridicule, abuse and humiliation .

"Xianbei completely surrendered to the Xiliang army, and can maintain a standing army of 3000 people. All tribes on the grassland must completely obey the management of the Han people. Compared with the prosperity of the Han people, you know that within a few years, the grassland will be like the Han people." Xu Shu said.

Murong Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Shu's tone reminded him of the style of the great Han in the past dynasties, and even thought about how to ask for winter supplies from the Xiliang Army. It is not the same as a general who protects the Xiongnu. It is not the same as rebellion. It is enough to give the tribes on the grassland enough time to recuperate.

"The Xiliang army will build three cities on the grassland. At that time, the tribes on the grassland will rely on these three cities to develop. Han officials will be sent to manage the city, and there will be troops stationed to ensure the safety of the tribes on the grassland. Long live the peace."

"Xianbei people can live in the city, but they must abide by the laws and regulations of the Han people, otherwise they will be severely punished. As for the food and supplies for the winter, the general has already prepared. As long as you obey the order, the general guarantees that the tribes of Xianbei will not freeze. starving to death."

The last sentence is the most tempting. Under the looting of the Han army, Xianbei has not many cattle and sheep. Even if the Han army ignores them, after this winter, the Xianbei people will lose half of their staff.

The Xianbei nobles in the tent kept discussing. The Han people built a city on the grassland. They seemed to suspect that they heard it wrong. It was as powerful as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and there was no such feat. Could it be that the Xiliang army was dazzled by the victory? The supplies will be astronomical. Even the royal court of the Xianbei people is just a dilapidated city.

Murong Feng's face was gloomy. If the Xiliang Army's move was really successful, then Xianbei would really cease to exist. With the city as a support, the tribes on the grassland would no longer worry about food and drink, and Murong Feng believed that the Han people would gradually This weakened the strength of the tribes, allowing the warriors on the grassland to live in a corner like the Han people, and the toughness in their bones was gradually worn away until they truly became a Han. From then on, there was really no Xianbei on the grassland.

Thinking of this, Murong Feng snorted coldly: "This matter is of great importance, Rong Xianbei's ministries will discuss it before making a conclusion, and the emissary will go down to rest first."

Not long after Xu Shu left the big tent, the leaders of the tribes could no longer hold back, and the tent suddenly exploded.

"Marshal, the Han people really want to build a city on the grassland?" Kui Tou looked shocked.

Murong Feng did not answer the leader, but turned his attention to the speakers of the various tribes in the tent. From the expressions of these people, it is not difficult to see that the Xianbei people are tempted, and the conditions offered by the Han people are very generous. The benefits obtained will also be greater, which is much better than worrying about the supplies for the winter.

"My patriarchs, the situation in Xianbei is now in dire straits. What the emissary said is true. The great Xianbei has already existed in name only, but the benefits given by the Han people in the end are completely extinguishing the last fire of Xianbei. Without the army, the Xianbei people will only become slaves. The slaughtered cattle and sheep, the Xiongnu took refuge with the big man, what kind of treatment did they receive, they were servants, when they fought at the front, they received the lowest treatment.” Murong Feng had to beat the leaders of the tribes.

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