Chapter 422 Xianbei Compromise

A light flashed in Jia Xu's eyes, "Lord, building a city on the grassland consumes a huge amount of time. At this time, the princes of the Central Plains are fighting against each other. Isn't it an opportunity? As long as our army goes out of the Hangu Pass, who can resist it?"

After Jia Xuyi's reminder, everyone also thought of this point. After building the city, they lost the strength of the Central Plains in a short period of time. Without food and materials, there was nothing to talk about war.

After a moment of meditation, Jia Rong said, "Our army out of the valley is bound to make the princes of the world panic, so that they will gather to resist our army. At present, the situation in the Central Plains will only become more and more chaotic. When our army completely takes the grassland for itself and looks at the world, who can stop it! Even the elite Xianbei people on the grassland died with hatred, not to mention the old soldiers of the Central Plains.

"The Lord is wise!" Everyone said in unison.

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

The construction of the city by the Xiliang army made the merchants of the Han Dynasty see the opportunity. Yes, the construction of the city must require a lot of materials, and if they can obtain the right to provide one of the materials, the benefits will be unimaginable. For a time, there were unprecedented number of merchants gathered in Chang'an, and Zhang Li and Zhang Zhao were even more busy.

However, Jia Rong is also cunning. The businessman comes to do business. He can rent out the land in the city in advance and withdraw more money. Both sides are willing.

Twenty thousand Xiliang troops were stationed in the Wangting of Danhan Mountain. The Xiliang army won all the wars, but the Han people who wanted to see did not appear. Why did these Han people still stay on the grassland after the victory? Did they want to kill them completely and quickly?

In just three months, Murong Feng's temples were covered with white hair, sad face, and the power of the Han army was defeated. Specifically, it should have been defeated by the Xiliang Army. The weapons in the hands of those cavalry had never been seen before. I really don't understand why the Han people had so many riding masters. At this moment, he did not I think of Tan Shihuai, who led the Xianbei tribe to unify the prairie and establish the Xianbei empire. Do you really want to witness Xianbei from its peak to its decline? Until the end?

Murong Feng seemed to understand why when Tan Shihuai was defeated by the Han army, he did not send troops to attack the territory of the Han people. The Han people were really too powerful. When they woke up, these warriors on the grassland could not resist at all.

The surrender letter was sent to Chang'an by Que Ju's beloved son Muda half a month ago. He has not yet returned. The Xiliang army did not retreat for a day. The Xianbei people were panicked, and many people even proposed to retreat to the desert.

Murong Feng was silent. At the beginning, the Xiongnu were defeated by the Han army and retreated far away from the desert. They still had warable soldiers, and there was still food and fodder in the clan. Winter had come. Did the clan starve to death in the vast desert? Murong Feng would never allow such a thing to happen.

The strength of the Xiliang army made Xianbei unprecedentedly condensed. The tribes on the grassland gathered the warriors. The number of troops was 50,000, but these soldiers did not give the tribal leaders a sense of security at all, because the Xiliang army was too powerful.

50,000 Xianbei troops were gathered in a month, but what's the point? The elite 80,000 soldiers were defeated. What's more, the soldiers who had not been trained may be the chips of Xianbei's last desperate struggle on the grassland and coexist with Xianbei.

"Marshal, there is someone from Xiliang." The scout walked into the somewhat dilapidated Zhongjun tent and said hurriedly.

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 master of Xianbei. Naturally, it is impossible to go to greet him in person.

Xu Shu looked at Xianbei's so-called Zhongjun tent, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and walked into the tent under the leadership of the soldiers.

"I've seen the general!" Xu Shu arched his hand and looked respectful. Xu Shu admired this handsome man in Xianbei. I'm afraid that there is no Murong Feng in Xianbei, and he has long been rotten.

Murong Feng waved his hand and said, "The messenger is polite. Please sit down."

Xu Shu was not polite. He sat down and didn't pay attention to the murderous eyes of other generals in the account.

In the big account of the Chinese army, there are all the powerful people of Xianbei, and the successive defeats made their expressions a little sluggish.

Kuitou stared at Xu Shu with a gloomy face, and gently stroked the sword around his waist with his right hand. He could not forget that it was the Han people who deprived him of everything he had now. Without the Han people, he could unify Xianbei and restore the glory of the Danhan Mountain royal court.

Looking at the people in the account, Xu Shu snorted coldly and said, "At the moment when my Xiliang army defeated the Xianbei army and entered the grassland, the former Xianbei empire no longer existed. Is it Wang Tu? I don't know if the marshal has heard this sentence."

A Xianbei captain suddenly drew his knife and stood up. He could not tolerate the neglect of the Xianbei Empire.

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

"Don't blame the messenger. Although I Xianbei have been defeated one after another, there are still 50,000 warriors who can fight in the clan. Under the desperate struggle, the Xiliang army will also pay the price to lead the shore of the earth? I live on the grassland, not under the rule of the Han emperor. Murong Feng said slowly, and it was difficult to hide the sharpness in his tone.

Xu Shu smiled and said, "The general's words are still the same. When the Xiliang army entered the grassland, there was no big Xianbei. If the marshal did not agree, Shu would leave."

Murong Feng's face kept changing, and he sighed for a long time, "Messenger, tell me what you want."

Xu Shu didn't want to be too impatient. These older generals of Xianbei in front of him could not bear the fact that the Xianbei Empire had perished for a while. When Jia Rong's idea was completely implemented on the grassland, I'm afraid that fewer and fewer people on the grassland could remember Xianbei.

"The current situation of Xianbei is well understood by everyone present. Xianbei is defeated, the Han people win, and your country will not exist. Xianbei Empire, descendants will only be found in the history." Xu Shu took a breath of relief and continued to say, "My lord is kind and can't bear the exile of hundreds of thousands of herdsmen. Therefore, he sent me to persuade you to surrender. The Xiliang Army will let the herdsmen on the grassland continue to live."

Xianbei soldiers have long translated Xu Shu's words. Chinese is obscure and difficult to understand, and not all senior officials of Xianbei can learn it.

"Wait, Hanshi, our army has surrendered to the Han army!" Murong Feng frowned and asked, since Xu Shu was an envoy of the Han army, he must have understood this situation.

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

"Na Jiarong... What does the general want to do? Kuitou asked that Xianbei surrendered to the Han army and obtained the consent of most of the tribes. For the continuation of the race, the warriors of the grassland could endure ridicule, abuse and humiliation.

"Xianbei completely surrendered to the Xiliang Army, which can maintain a standing army of 3,000 people. The tribes on the grassland must be completely subject to the management of the Han people. Compared with the prosperous people in the Han Dynasty, they also know that within a few years, the grassland can be like the Han Dynasty." Xu Shudao.

Murong Feng breathed a secret sigh of relief. Xu Shu's tone reminded him of the style of the Han Dynasty, and even thought about how to ask for winter supplies from the Xiliang army. As for what the Han people said about dispatching officials to govern, it is understandable that the Xiongnu also have the generals who protect the Xiongnu. They are different from rebelling, and can only give them to the ministries on the grassland. Enough time to recuperate is enough.

"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 govern, and there will also be troops stationed to ensure the long-term stability of the tribes on the grassland."

"The 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 grain and materials for the winter, the general has already been prepared. As long as you abide by the orders, the general will ensure that the Xianbei tribes will not freeze to death and starve to death."

The last sentence is the most powerful. Under the looting of the Han army, there are not many cattle and sheep in Xianbei. Even if the Han army doesn't care about them, after this winter, the Xianbei people will be cut in half.

The Xianbei aristocrats in the account were discussed. The Han people built the city on the grassland. They seemed to suspect that they had heard it wrong. They were as strong as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and there was no such feat. Was the Xiliang army overwhelmed by victory? The materials needed to build the city will be astronomical. Even the royal court of Xianbei people is just a It's just a dilapided city.

Murong Feng's face is gloomy. If the Xiliang Army's action is really successful, then Xianbei will really not exist. With the support of the city, the tribes on the grassland will no longer worry about eating and drinking. Moreover, Murong Feng believes that the Han people will gradually weaken the strength of the tribes and let the warriors on the grassland live in peace like the Han people. In a corner, the strength in the bones was gradually worn away until he really became a Han Chinese. From then on, there was really no Xianbei on the grassland.

Thinking of this, Murong Feng snorted coldly, "This matter is very important. Rong Xianbei will discuss it and then make a conclusion. Let's go down and have a 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, do the Han people really want to build a city on the grassland?" The head looked shocked.

Murong Feng did not answer the leader, but turned his eyes to the words of the tribes in the account. From the expressions of these people, it is not difficult to see that the Xianbei people are moved. The conditions offered by the Han people are very favorable. If you build a city on the grassland, the benefits of the tribes will be greater, which is much better than worrying about the materials that are still going through the winter.

"Fabrarians, now the situation of Xianbei is in danger. The messenger is right. Da Xianbei has died in name only, but the interests 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 cattle and sheep that can be slaughtered by others. The Huns defected to the big man, and they received What kind of treatment is it? It's a slave. When they fight, they are at the front, but they are treated the lowest. Murong Feng had to knock on the leaders of various tribes.

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