Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 2151 Decision

  Sometimes it feels very simple if you just imagine something before actually doing it. Isn’t it just what to do first, then what to do, and finally what to do? I never thought of it.

  Leader Ding Ling didn't expect that there would be so many follow-up problems after occupying Xianbei's grassland.

When there is no pasture, the mind is full of thinking about more pastures. With more pastures, more animals can be raised. With more animals, there will be more people, and you can continue to occupy more Lots of pastures...

  Everything seems so beautiful, but now it's like waking up from a beautiful dream. In addition to feeling empty, there is also a loss, a kind of loss about the future.

  During the period of Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty, Dingling, Wuhuan, Wusun and other tribes could not bear the bullying of the Huns, and at the same time, under the instigation of the Han people, they began to attack the Huns, which exposed the internal contradictions of the Huns alliance. During the reign of Emperor Zhang of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Ding Ling, Xianbei, and various ethnic groups in the Western Regions, together with the Southern Huns, defeated the Northern Huns and forced the Northern Huns to move westward.

   Later, the Xianbei people occupied the grassland that originally belonged to the Huns, and then slowly became larger and larger, while Ding Ling did not change much, and then they were naturally suppressed by Xianbei.

  So Ding Lingren will inevitably have a kind of anger of "I treat you as a brother, but you treat me as RBQ". In the past, Xianbei was so powerful that Dingling people dared not speak out, but now seeing that the two great kings of Xianbei were beaten to pieces by the Han people, their thoughts came alive, and they began to rub against the Xianbei people in turn, and snatched a lot of originals in one go. It belongs to Xianbei grassland.

Because the Han people have always pursued the political strategy of pulling the small ones to fight the big ones, the Han people actually have a good relationship with these relatively small tribal alliances in the north. Not only are the rewards generous, but sometimes they canonize their kings and open markets on the border, etc. Wait, so the relationship between the Dingling people and the Han people is relatively harmonious.

Leader Ding Ling himself can be considered a warrior in the desert. There are few opponents in the Ding Ling tribe, and there are many brave warriors of his own tribe. The entire tribe directly belongs to nearly ten thousand people, so he also uses this to control and influence the rest Ding Ling Tribe. In the morale that Budugen and Kirby can compete with, the Dingling tribe has about 50,000 to 60,000 people, and it is also a force that cannot be underestimated. Therefore, neither Budugen nor Kirby can easily provoke Dingling. .

  Now that the Xianbei regime has basically collapsed, the Ding Ling people have taken advantage of the vacancy, but it has also brought many problems. The first to bear the brunt are these original Xianbei people who remain on various pastures.

In the desert grassland, there are actually no rules to say that the weak are prey to the strong, and it is reasonable to defecate with fists, but Ding Ling always feels that there seems to be a problem in his heart that has not been resolved, and he is somewhat irritated, like a wooden thorn that is stained on the clothes. I can't see it clearly, and I can't touch it, but once I put it on, I feel tight.

At the same time, various disputes and fights erupted from time to time in the Xianbei grassland occupied by Ding Ling. The Xianbei people captured by Ding Ling were not as obedient as imagined, rioted, escaped, and even assassinated Ding Ling in turn. It happened repeatedly, and many people in the tribe began to suggest that all Xianbei people should be killed, so as not to leave any future troubles.

  So, if all the Xianbei people were really beheaded, the problem would be solved?

Totally impossible!

  Because during this period of time, the Ding Ling people were busy occupying this and encroaching on that, and when they happily obtained one grassland after another, they suddenly realized that it was almost winter.

  The cold wind was howling, which made Ding Lingling's feverish mind gradually cool down a little.

   During this period of time, I was busy occupying the grassland, which made the wintering reserves that should have been prepared a long time ago almost zero...

  If it is true that according to the suggestion of some idiots, the problem is solved by killing people at every turn, then will these idiots be required to conjure the hay for the next winter?

Ever since, the leader of Ding Ling scolded those fools who didn't use their brains, saying that they are not allowed to continue to kill Xianbei people for no reason, but let these Xianbei people work together to prepare winter hay reserves. I found the wise man in the clan, in fact, the wizard in the Dingling clan, and asked for his advice.

  『Big Leader...』 The old wizard of the Dingling clan was sitting by the campfire, unknowingly took out a piece of beef hind leg bone from that place, and handed it to the Dingling leader, "Come, God will tell you the answer..."

Leader Ding Ling ignored the teeth marks left on the cow's hind leg bone, closed his eyes, stuck the cow's hind leg bone to his forehead, murmured something in a low voice, and then put the cow's hind leg bone on his forehead. thrown into the bonfire.

The two of them silently stared at the cow's hind leg bone that was burned in the flames. After a while, both of them heard the obvious sound of the bone cracking, and saw the old wizard and his agile movements, using his black lacquer. I don’t know what kind of crutch is made of. I pulled out the beef’s hind leg bone from the campfire, and then covered it with a layer of sand. There are a few more cracks.

  『God...』 Ding Lingling swallowed subconsciously, 『Why, how did you say it? 』

  The old wizard stroked the cracked corbel, his eyes were half-closed, and he muttered something. After a while, he sighed and handed the corbel to the leader Ding Ling.

   Leader Ding Ling took it in his hand, and watched it for a long time with the light of the bonfire, but he couldn't understand it at all...

  『This...what exactly does this represent? ’ Chief Ding Ling asked.

  The old wizard pointed to the thickest and most obvious crack on the calf bone, "Boss, what do you think this... looks like?" 』

"like what? ”The leader of Ding Ling tilted his head and looked, “Looks like...um, this...like a spear? 』

  The old wizard nodded, "Yes, the warning from the heavens is already very clear... What will happen next, the big boss should have the answer in his heart..."

  『…』 Leader Ding Ling’s face darkened, “War…”

  The old wizard nodded slowly again, "Yeah...then, what will this bring?" 』

"Bleeding...injury...or even...death..." Chief Ding Ling squeezed the beef leg bone tightly, gritted his teeth, and said with difficulty, "We have occupied the grassland of the Xianbei people. These Xianbei people have not completely lost their fighting spirit. They I will fight back... There will definitely be a big war, and countless people will be injured or even die... What should I do now? 』

  『Then…』 The old wizard continued to nod his head, 『Why didn’t the Xianbei people lose their fighting spirit? 』

  Leader Ding Ling replied, "That's because we are not... not really strong, we, we are just... thieves... It is the Han who defeated the Xianbei, not us..."

  『The Huns and the Han Kingdom fought each other for hundreds of years. What did the Huns gain? When the Huns were at their most powerful, there used to be two to three hundred thousand troops, but where did the Huns go now, did they occupy even an inch of the land of the Great Han Kingdom? ’ the old wizard asked slowly.

  『Not even an inch...』 Ding Lingling shook his head.

  『What about the Xianbei people? The old wizard asked again, "When the Xianbei people were strong, they defeated the Han Kingdom a few times, but what about now?" What did the Xianbei get? What about the land that was once acquired? 』

  Leader Ding Ling said, "It was taken back by the Han Kingdom..."

"Hundreds of years..." The slightly chaotic eyes of the old wizard stared at the jumping bonfire flames, as if he saw the billowing desert wind and sand. , and later Xianbei... When they were strong, they seemed to be able to summon the entire desert, and hundreds of thousands of people were under their command, as if they could flatten the Great Han Kingdom in the next moment...』

"But now, the Great Han Kingdom is still standing..." The old wizard continued slowly, "The Great Han Kingdom is still strong, and it was defeated by the Xianbei people before because the Great Han Kingdom didn't put their minds here... Now they are back, Xianbei It's over... Big boss, don't you understand the meaning of the heavens? Don't let the things in front of you blind your eyes, big boss, you should see farther and see the future of our clan...』

  Leader Ding Ling often took a deep breath and fell silent.

After a long time, the leader of Ding Ling lowered his head, and his figure couldn't help but hunched, "I...understand...tomorrow, I will order everyone to stop going south...our current strength is not enough for us to occupy so many grassland...we need to wait, to wait for us to become stronger...and to wait for the day when the Great Han Kingdom weakens again...』

  The old wizard stood up, then knelt down to the leader Ding Ling again, "Wisdom big leader, you have made a wise decision...Under the leadership of the leader, Ding Ling will definitely become stronger..."

  Leader Ding Ling stood up and helped the old wizard up, "Yes, we will definitely have that day..."

  …/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~…

  Human life is actually very short, even the body of a warrior is still very fragile.

Perhaps a martial artist like Zhang He can easily defeat a dozen or twenty Xianbei people, but if he has no food for two or three meals, and after a few days without water, even a child can easily stab Zhang He. turn.

  So human beings are inevitably short-sighted and only focus on the present, because there is no food and drink in front of them, so what is the future?

  But after eating and drinking, if you don’t want to think about the future…

   That would be pretty stupid.

   Zhang Yun looked at the Xianbei people around him who were respectful to him, but sighed slightly in his heart. Everything needs to be paid to be rewarded. What Zhang Xi needs to pay is to give these Xianbei people the so-called "correct" guidance.

Except for a very small number of people who know that they are wrong, but still insist on blaming others for their mistakes, are unwilling to listen to anyone's opinions, and only ask others to cooperate with them, but they themselves don't want to change. , most people hope that when they are faced with difficult choices, when they are confused and at a loss in the future, they can have a system... er, a grandfather... well, a Du Niang... bah, a sage Tell yourself how to go.

  Hey, that’s what it means anyway.

   Copying answers is always fun. If there is anything more fun than this, then you can only copy answers all the time. But now Zhang He didn't have any answers to copy, and he couldn't even reveal the slightest weakness, even if he was physically and mentally exhausted.

  Many people are unwilling to choose, generally because they are unwilling to take responsibility.

  It’s like the simplest meal. When a group of people choose what to eat, there will always be some people who will answer casually when asked what they want, but when someone else suggests eating a certain food, they immediately object.

   Such a person really has no idea, is it really casual?

   Actually not.

  As long as you don’t say what you think, you will be invincible. When someone finally says what you think in your heart, you can pretend to save face and agree to it...

  It's a pity that Zhang He doesn't have the right to choose, and he doesn't even have the conditions to seek advice from others.

  There are dark clouds rolling in the sky, this is not a good omen, maybe it will rain in two days, and even ice scum will fall. The cold wind came and went, blowing the already withered grass and shaking it.

  In the distance, the Xianbei people were cutting the withered grass, trying to store as much food as possible for the coming winter.

   This job should have been done since summer, but now...

In the entire Xianbei territory, there are now two major forces, one is the Wuhuan people, Nanlou Louban Liu He, etc., relying on their relationship with Zhao Yun, are crazily encroaching on the Xianbei pastures in the southern and eastern parts of Youzhou, and In the north, there are Dingling people...

  Zhang He and others struggled to survive in the gap between the two forces.

Whether it is the Wuhuan people or the Dingling people, Zhang Yun is not afraid of the people in the team, but as the two forces have suffered some losses, the pursuit of Zhang Yun has gradually increased, making Zhang Yun and others in a difficult situation. more and more difficult.

  Accompanied by the whirring of the wind, Zhang He suddenly heard soft weeping sounds, and then a longer and longer singing voice...

  Xianbei people believe that only singing can send the dead back to heaven, so as long as conditions permit, they will sing a song similar to a requiem for the dead after the death of their family members.

  『Hoo…』Zhang He turned his head and waved at a Xianbei man.

   This is one of the few Xianbei people who can understand Chinese, and they should be counted among the nobles in Xianbei, because only the upper-class nobles in Xianbei will specialize in learning some Han culture.

  As for ordinary Xianbei people who can't even write, how can they know foreign languages?

   It’s just that Zhang He didn’t know his name, and he didn’t have the heart to care about his name. He slightly raised his head and looked in the direction where the singing sounded, and motioned, “Didn’t make it through? 』

  『Yes...』 The leader of Xianbei lowered his head, 『The injury is too big...』

  Zhang He nodded without any emotion on his face. It wasn't because it was a Xianbei who died, but because Zhang Xi had seen too much life and death on the battlefield, and he was already numb.

   "Next..." Zhang He asked, "Do you have any ideas? 』

  『Pick up what? ’ asked the Xianbei headman.

Zhang He frowned slightly. He didn't want to bother to explain the shortcomings of the Xianbei people in foreign languages. He directly pulled out the short blade in the boots and drew it on the ground. "This is Youzhou, Yuyang is here. We probably Location...here...get it? 』

  『Yuyang…』The Xianbei leader muttered, 「Oh, a famous watch…」

"And from here to here, there are Wuhuan people..." Zhang He sighed, and drew several crosses on the ground in a row, "The Wuhuan people blocked the road to the east... Now this road is impossible to walk... Then On this side, there are Dingling people, occupying the pasture in the north...』

  『The situation is roughly like this now,』 Zhang He finished the painting, and then looked at the Xianbei leader, "Do you understand? 』

   "It's a famous watch..." The Xianbei leader frowned and nodded.

   indicates your size.

  Zhang He twitched his mouth, didn't say anything, but turned his gaze to the direction where the Revenant song was sung just now, "Break hard, maybe you can get through...but it's difficult...maybe many people will die..."

For Zhang Xi alone, breaking through is not a big problem, because one's target is small and the risk of exposure is small, and even if he is discovered, the other party will not send a large force to chase and kill a person. When something was wrong, Zhang Xi must have gone away.

  But adding these Xianbei people is different. This is a Xianbei tribe put together improvised. Naturally, there are old and young, and some women and children gathered along the way. Breaking through with such a structure is undoubtedly tantamount to suicide for most people.

  『One more thing is troublesome,』Zhang He continued to draw two arrows, "People from these two directions are coming here... In a few days, this pasture will not be safe..."

"So now there are two roads, one road..." Zhang He raised his short blade and pointed to the west, "West...the Huns fled westward and disappeared, so I don't know what this road is like...whether it is dead or not. Live...just to try...」

"There is another direction, northwest..." Zhang Yun sighed, "There should be no enemies on this road, but the only danger is... God... If there is a snowstorm on the way, it can kill us all in one breath." Swallowed... So, you have to think about it, which one to choose...』

  『Then General Zhang, which one do you think is better? ’ asked the leader of Xianbei.

Zhang He looked at the sky, "The weather seems to be getting colder and colder... Both of them are not very good... But if you go into the depths of the desert, it will all depend on God's face... And I hope to hold my fate in my hands." It's better in my own hands..."

  The leader of Xianbei pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, that's it...so, Xiangxi...then General Zhang is still willing to go with us?" 』

  Zhang Yun still looked up at the sky, "Perhaps... Zhang is also a homeless person now..."

  『However...』 Zhang He suddenly seemed to think of something, frowned, pondered for a moment, and finally said, "If you talk about it... there is actually another way, but... do you know why you Xianbei were defeated? It's because you Xianbei are too big. The big man has already fought the Xiongnu once, and he doesn't want to fight a second time... So in this desert, whoever becomes stronger will definitely become the opponent of the big man... Now Xianbei is defeated , and then the Wuhuan people and the Dingling people got up...in other words...this may be an extra way...』

  Maybe, give it a try?

   At least it's the worst-case scenario for now, isn't it?

  (end of this chapter)