Chu and Han contend for the throne

Chapter 380 Barbarian Controversy
The prelude to the Huainan War has slowly begun, but the Jingxiang War is still brewing.

Nanyang County and Nanjun have become huge barracks. As time goes by, more and more Han troops began to enter Nanyang County continuously. At the same time, Chu soldiers from Bashu, Jingxiang and even Jiangdong were also coming. Continuously driving into Nanjun, the cloud of war has shrouded the sky over the land of Jingxiang.

On the mountain road from Wuguan to Nanyang County, the Han army is winding forward.

While the army was marching, a fast horse came galloping from behind, and caught up with Liu Bang's shoulder pads in the billowing smoke. Liu Bang had to let the soldiers of the imperial army carry them on the shoulder pads because of his age.

"Your Majesty!" Coming closer, the knight on his horse rolled off his saddle and knelt down on one knee and said, "A report from Yaxiang is urgent!"

"Present." As soon as Liu Bang stretched out his hand, Liu Bi, who was guarding Liu Bang, had already stepped forward on his horse, picked up the letter from the knight's hand with the tip of his sword, and then turned around and handed it to Liu Bang.

Liu Bang waved his hand, then pointed to Zhang Liang behind him.

Liu Bi rode his horse up to Zhang Liang's shoulder again, and handed the package to Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang unfolded the secret letter and read it hastily, and said, "Your Majesty, Zishuo said in the letter that the five barbarian tribes of Qiang, Di, Ranlong, Shanyue, and Wuximan have agreed to raise troops, and they have agreed to raise troops together on the Day of Awakening Zheshen. However, Zhao Tuo, the king of Nanyue, has always been ambiguous, probably not planning to send troops."

"It's fine if Zhao Tuo doesn't send troops. With the five barbarians Qiang, Di, Ranlong, Shanyue, and Wuximan, it's enough for Xiangzhuang's children to drink a pot." After talking about this, Liu Bang continued, "But Ziliang, it's just after the beginning of spring, but the five barbarians have to wait until the day of the Waking of Insects to attack, isn't it too late?"

"Not too late, not too late." Zhang Liang waved his hand and said, "The battle of Jingxiang is bound to be a protracted battle. Whether it is our Han army or the Chu army, it is impossible to eat each other in a hurry. On the Day of Awakening, the two armies were probably in a confrontational situation, and at this time the five barbarians suddenly rushed out from behind the Chu State, and the Chu State had no room for change."

"Well, what you said makes sense." Liu Bang said deeply, "Then the Day of Waking of Insects."

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The vast river flows eastward without stopping for a moment.

On the surface of the river, thousands of boats of all sizes are going up the water. Rows of oars protrude from the cabins of the boats, and rows of white waves are splashed as they paddle back and forth. For the spectacular.

On one of the large ships, Xiang Zhuang was silently looking at the prisoners in the cabin below who were struggling to paddle through the ventilation grilles on the deck. These prisoners included Shanyue people, Wuxi barbarians, and more Liang Jun prisoners of war, three years ago Peng Yue's [-] Liang Jun was destroyed in Jingxiang, and at least [-] Liang Jun became prisoners.

Now, most of these Liang Army prisoners of war are serving in mines and workshops, and many prisoners of war have become oarsmen of the navy. A huge chain locked hundreds of prisoners of war in the cabin. From then on, the fate of these prisoners of war Just like the life and death of a warship, the warship lives and the prisoners live, and the warship sinks and the prisoners die.

Suddenly the sound of light footsteps came from behind, Xiang Zhuang knew it was Bailixian without turning his head.

Before Bai Lixian could speak, Xiang Zhuang said thoughtfully, "Ziliang, what do you think of these prisoners of war?"

Bai Lixian was surprised when he heard the words, so he looked down through the ventilation grille window, looking at the dirty, unkempt but muscular prisoner of war in the cabin, Bai Lixian's heart suddenly moved slightly, and he sighed. He said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty, what you mean is that these prisoners of war are sent to the battlefield to confront the Han army?"

Xiang Zhuang remained silent, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Bai Lixian's eyes also gradually lit up, he had already guessed Xiang Zhuang's intentions, if these prisoners of war were used well, they would indeed be a powerful force that should not be underestimated!

At that moment, Xiang Zhuang turned his head and told Baili Mao: "Zi Ming, send a letter to Ziling Feige immediately, asking Ling Yin to take all the prisoners of war, no matter if they are Liang people, Shanyue people or Wuxi man, or even lock them in the basement of the arena. Gather all the gladiators here and escort them to South County!"

"Here!" Bailimao took the order and went.

Then Xiang Zhuang looked back at Bailixian and asked, "Ziliang, what's the matter?"

Bai Lixian patted his forehead, shook his head and said: "I almost forgot the business." After a pause, he said, "That's right, I just received the Ziling flyer report, and the two envoys I sent have entered Shanyue and Wuzhou as scheduled. The border of the Ximan, by the way, the envoys who went to lobby the Wuximan and Shanyue this time are all students of the senior doctor, and they are familiar with the way of vertical and horizontal."

Xiang Zhuang nodded, and said again: "What big gifts have you prepared for the Wuxi Man and Shanyue people?"

Baili Xiandao: "As far as I know, Mo Shahong, the barbarian king of Wuxi, is greedy and self-willed, so I prepared for him a hundred carts each of silk, porcelain and fine wine, and a piece of paper to seal the king's decree."

"Decree to seal the king?" Xiang Zhuang asked, "What king?"

Bailixian was a little uneasy, but he still said bravely, "King Chu."

Xiang Zhuang just smiled slightly when he heard the words, and said: "Where is the head of Shanyue?"

Bai Lixian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Heihu, the leader of Shanyue, is young, but he has great ambitions. He only wants to lead his people out of the mountains and settle down in the fertile plains, so I prepared five hundred sets of armor for him. , five hundred ring swords and five hundred pack horses, in addition, I also brought him a piece of Zhang Liang's secret plan."

Xiang Zhuang nodded slightly when he heard the words, but the smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

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Wuxi Man is the collective name of the barbarians in Xiongxi, Nanxi, Chenxi, Youxi, and Wuxi. Because Wuxi is all in Wuling, later generations also called Wuximan as Wulingman. Wuximan is the same as Shanyue, and It is not a unified tribe, but is composed of hundreds of tribes, large and small, among which the Huoman who has lived in Wuxi for generations is the most powerful.

Huo Barbarian King Moshahong is currently hosting a banquet for Han envoys in his dome wooden house. Moshahong is nearly ten feet tall, has a thick waist, has red hair, and looks like a ghost. This guy is sitting in the north of the wooden house. On the tiger skin mattress, while stretching out his hairy hands like cattail leaf fans to rub the buttocks of the barbarian woman beside him, he held up the horn cup and respected the Han envoy: "Come on, let's do it!"

The envoy of the Han Dynasty did not dare to be negligent, and hurriedly raised the horn cup and covered his face with his sleeves and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Happy, happy!" Mosha stroked his red beard, stretched out his hand and slapped the buttocks of the barbarian woman beside him, and the barbarian woman let out a groan, and quickly filled the horn cup of Mosha Hong with the clay pot Now, taking advantage of the moment when the barbarian girl knelt and sat up, Moshahong took advantage of the situation and touched her pubic area, and then laughed lewdly.

The Han envoy kneeling at his head shook his head secretly. He was a barbarian after all, and he never knew what etiquette was.

Shaking his head, the Han envoy reminded Mosha again: "King Huoman, there is an urgent need to contact all the barbarians. Although there is still a month before Jingzhe, the distribution of the barbarians in Wuxi is too scattered. It is difficult to gather before the Jingzhe, and if we miss a major event at that time, the King of Han will not be able to explain it."

"Bird!" Mosha Hong said furiously, "You dare to threaten this king?!"

The Han envoy was quite embarrassed, and when he was about to defend himself, a barbarian suddenly entered the hall of the wooden house and reported to Mosha: "Barbarian King, there are another group of Han envoys outside the village asking to see you."

"Huh?" Mosha said in amazement, "Why is there another group of Chinese envoys?"

The Han envoy was also very surprised, and said: "I didn't hear that there are envoys coming?"

"I don't care about him." Mo Shahong waved his hand and said, "I'll see you first."

The barbarian took the order, and in less than a moment, he led a white-clothed gentleman into the hall. Moshahong, the Han envoy, and a dozen or so barbarian leaders who accompanied him from both sides all cast fierce eyes on the white-clothed man. On the Xiushi, the white-clothed Xiushi calmly shook his sleeves, clasped his fists at Mosha and said: "Han envoy Bai Guang, see the barbarian king."

"Nonsense!" As soon as the words were finished, the Han envoy who was sitting at the bottom suddenly got up and shouted, "You are lying!"

"Lying?" Bai Guang, a scholar in white, sneered slightly, and said disapprovingly, "Why did you say that?"

The Han envoy bowed to the northwest and said proudly, "Because this envoy is the envoy sent by the King of Han to contact the Wuxi Man."

"Really?" Bai Guang asked, "It turns out that I am also a Han envoy, but I don't know what proof? Is there a festival?"

"This..." The Han envoy was at a loss for words. He came directly from Jiangling after receiving the letter from Xianyang Flying Pigeon. Where could he get the Han envoy's letter in a hurry?Without Jingjie, this will naturally be impossible to get out.It is said that the ancients are pedantic, insisting that only the monarch can confer ceremonies, but courtiers absolutely cannot forge them.

But Bai Guang raised the bamboo knot in his hand, and said loudly: "The King of Han personally conferred the festival here, please have a look at it!"

A barbarian had already stepped forward to receive the Jingjie, and handed it to Moshahong with sticks in his hands. Moshahong snatched it and looked it up and down. Obviously, Mo Shahong had already begun to suspect that he was a fake Han envoy.

The envoy of the Han Dynasty was in a hurry and said hurriedly: "Although I don't have festivals, I have a lot of courtesy as evidence!"

"A heavy gift?" Bai Guang smiled and said, "But I don't know how many gifts you brought?"

"Not many." The Han envoy quickly recovered his composure, and said proudly, "Fifty carts each of salt, iron, silk and porcelain!"

Bai Guang said, "It's over?"

The Han envoy said in a daze, "It's over."

Bai Guang said again: "That's all?"

The Han envoy replied again: "Yes, that's all."

Bai Guang then turned to Mosha Hong, and said in a loud voice: "Barbarian king, this Han envoy must be a fake."

The Han envoy was in a hurry, but when he was about to argue, he was stopped by Mo Shahong, who then rushed to Bai Guang and said, "How can you see that?"

Bai Guang bowed to the northwest, and said loudly: "My king occupies the land of Guanzhong, Sanchuan and five counties, and the money, food and population are countless. How could he be so petty and only give some gifts to the barbarian king?"

After finishing speaking, Bai Guang took out another silk book from his bosom, and said in a loud voice: "According to the order of the King of Han, we will present one hundred carts of silk, porcelain and wine to the king of Wuxi barbarians. The twenty counties in Changsha County and Qianzhong County to the south of the river are all fiefdoms of the barbarian king, and the barbarian king can be granted the title of king of Chu!"

"Oh? King Chu?!" Mo Shahong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed uproariously, "Hahaha, this is the handwriting of the King of Han, this damn is the handwriting of the King of Han..."

(End of this chapter)