Crowned the New Han Dynasty

Chapter 546: Small clans also have their own ambitions
"Have the Huns left? This is Yan County among the people of the Central Plains. It is in the center of Youzhou and is still far away from the land of the Huns. I did not expect that their scouts would appear here. From this point of view, our Xianbei The Huns are also waiting for this battle."

In the north of Yan County, where the jungle and the low mountains meet, a group of people are scattered here.

"Hao Shuai, where are we going? We have been running west for so long, many clansmen have been separated, and many clansmen's wounds have not been healed by the witch, and it is difficult to treat them!"

In the middle of the crowd, there was a tall, strong man complaining to another young man with a rough face and a beard. There was a hint of forced anger in his words.

The young man stared at the strong man with a ferocious look like a wild wolf, and said: "Bolo Neng, I know what you mean. You want to go north, join Yuwen's people, and then go back to avenge the Murong family. After all, your Two sons died in Murong's hands!" His voice was very low, with a buzzing sound, just like the thundering sky before a storm.

The strong man named Bo Luoneng gritted his teeth and had no intention of hiding anything. He nodded heavily and then said: "Yes, the Murong tribe is dead this time, but they are struggling to death and killing my bloodline. If I don’t take this revenge, I will be ridiculed in the future! Haoshuai, our tribe is so humble. We have suffered such a great humiliation. You don’t want to take revenge, but you lead your tribe and abandon women, old people, cattle and sheep all the way west. If you run away, you won’t be able to raise your head on the grassland in the future!”

There were quite a few people nearby, who were already gathered here, listening to the arguments between the two chiefs of the tribe, but when they heard this, their expressions changed and the atmosphere became serious.

The bearded young man was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed. He pointed at Bo Luoneng, shook his head and said, "What do you think will happen to us after we return to the Yuwen Department? I am disabled, let me go back to take revenge? How is this possible! Our defeated soldiers go back, and the first thing the Yuwen Department does is to take our warriors over. You said that I don’t care about women and children, but I think I’m going back. , woman, can you still be here? Don't be naive!"

This man was originally sitting on a stone. When he said this, he stood up suddenly, glanced at the other people present, and said slowly: "The Murong family killed many people after they defeated us. This is hatred. , but the one who can really destroy us is actually Yuwen! I, the Bozhen tribe, have been running back and forth for the Yuwen tribe since my father's father's generation. What is it for? Is it just to join their tribe? It is better to become one of the tribes than to be a subordinate and be driven repeatedly, but what is the result? As a result, now, I am just a handsome commander. To put it nicely, this handsome commander is the leader of the tribe under the Chanyu, but to put it harshly, he The Yuwen family doesn’t regard us as their own at all!”

This young man with a beard is none other than Xujituo, the leader of the Kebo True Tribe of Xianbei, who was given the title of Marshal by the Yuwen Tribunal.

The title Haoshuai actually comes from the Han Dynasty and can be traced back to before Xianbei fully prospered.

The earliest Xianbei clan was actually the same as Wuhuan. It was composed of Luo, Yiluo and tribes. The towns had small commanders and the tribes had adults. Later, during the reign of Tan Shihuai, he forcibly unified the Xianbei towns with force and had The vast sphere of influence started from Liaodong in the east, Dunhuang in the west, the Han Dynasty in the south, and Chile in the north. Then it was divided into three divisions and sixty cities, and its system was reformed.

After Tan Shihuai's death, although the system he established collapsed, it still had a profound impact on the Xianbei people. The original adult election system was replaced by a hereditary system, and various names canonized by the Han court were absorbed into it, including the names of heroes and commanders. Hence it comes.

Above these heroes are the Chanyus and Khans, but there are differences in the size of the heroes, and up to now, it is no longer the Han court that canonizes them, but the Chanyus and Khans of the big tribes.

Xujituo's grandfather led his original troops to defect to the Yuwen Ministry and was awarded the position of gatekeeper. Later, he took this as his surname and gained the title of a handsome man.

But Bo Zhen means "gatekeeper" in Xianbei language.

His words aroused the thoughts of the people around him. Almost all the people here are blood relatives of the Kebo Zhen clan. Since the Kebo Zhen clan is a small tribe, they are not even qualified to form a tribal alliance. The members of a clan Internally, only one surname holds power. Sujituo's grandfather is their blood relative, and some are even direct blood relatives.

Of course these people knew about Bo Zhen's long-cherished wish, but no matter what they did in the past 20 years or so, no matter how they fought for Yuwen through life and death, and how many cattle, sheep, and women they received as rewards, they never got what they really wanted - —

"Up to now, I have completely given up my plan to join Yuwen. I have accumulated so much in the past, but I can't get it. How can the current clan get it? What's more, sending our clan to monitor Murong this time is a It’s a dangerous move. Before this, I went to the Major General, but I couldn’t change Shan Yu’s mind at all.”

When Sujituo spoke, his eyes seemed to be filled with flames, growing the seeds of hatred.

"Then, where can we go without Yuwen?" Bo Luoneng was still unwilling. His child died on the battlefield, and the safety of the tribe could not completely convince him. "So I will take you along this border to the west!" Sujituo walked to the front and pointed to the land in the distance, "On the west side, there is our destination."

"You want to invade the Middle Earth?" Bo Luoneng was a little confused. "We can't even defeat Murong, how can we challenge the Middle Earth? There are several big tribes, and they have no choice but to surrender, and they still surrender to Wang Jun. Then Wang Jun is just a frontier leader in Middle-earth. Middle-earth is too powerful, how can we provoke him? It is even less likely that he will take root there."

On the side, another person nodded and said: "Shuai, this middle land has accepted many tribes for decades, but I heard that those tribes were all broken up and scattered everywhere. The Huns who originally surrendered to the Han Dynasty raised the flag of rebellion. I think the people in the Central Plains will not believe us easily."

Others said: "On the border between the grassland and the Central Plains, there are many tribesmen living and multiplying, but they are scattered and scattered. They are not tyrannical tribes. Without the protection of the tribe, they are like lone wolves on the grassland. Sooner or later, they will die silently. It’s just that the Han court will not allow tribes to occupy the border areas.”

After all, he is the upper echelon of a tribe, even if he is not a top tribe like Murong and Yuwen, but his access to information is still far beyond that of ordinary herdsmen, and he has a relatively comprehensive understanding of the frontier affairs.

"You misunderstood me, I'm not talking about the Han land," Xu Jituo shook his head, and pointed to the north, "Murong is in the Xianbei tribe, almost in the easternmost place, in Liaodong, and the Duan tribe is in The west of Murong, the northeast of Youzhou, but since Pingzhou was opened up by Wang Jun, part of the Duan Department stayed in Pingzhou, and part moved north, so the conflict with Murong became more and more serious, and the Yuwen Department was originally located in the north of the two departments, and the Both sides have contacts, but because of Murong's growth and Duanbu's northward movement, they had to migrate, moving to places further north and west. The reason why we were defeated this time and did not retreat from the grassland was because we were from the grassland. If Murong goes west, either the Duanbu or the Yuwenbu, there is no way around it, so he will use the Youzhou North Line!"

"Borrow?"

Several people on the side noticed this word.

Xujituo nodded and said: "Of course it is a borrowed path. Even though our tribe still has some fighting strength, it is definitely not the opponent of the Han court. Of course I will not lead you to die. This is just a prelude. We are Xianbei tribe He voted for Yuwen because Yuwen was powerful, and he lost to Murong because Murong was powerful, but among the Xianbei tribes, Yuwen and Murong were not the only ones, there were also powerful tribes on the west side of the grassland!"

An idea flashed through Bo Luoneng's mind and he said, "Are you going to join Tuoba?"

"Yes, Tuoba Xianbei lives in the west, can compete with the Xiongnu without losing the wind, can grow stronger day by day, and has a close relationship with the imperial court, if he can take refuge, why should he be afraid of Yuwen and Murong?" Xu Jituo's face showed a touch of yearning , "I waited for thousands of miles to go, if it is important, I may be able to join its tribe. Of course, we are outsiders after all, so we don't have to think about this in a short time, but even if we can't, we have the protection of the Tuoba tribe and the vast land. The grassland will soon grow again, and those lost women and children will be replenished, as long as we have horses in our crotches and knives in our hands!"

"But we suffered heavy losses! I'm afraid we only have more than 3000 men now," Bo Luonen obviously still refused to give up. "We lost so many troops and horses again. We were even more exhausted all the way west. In order to avoid the Han court's troops, we also lost a lot of troops. We have brought a lot of horses. When we arrive at the Tuoba tribe, I don’t know how many people will be left. Two thousand? One thousand? Do you think 1000 people will be looked down upon by the Tuoba family?”

"So we won't go directly," Sujituo sat down again, "We will go there with gifts and enough tributes!"

When he said this, everyone understood.

"Which place do you want to choose? Is it this Yan County? But if we plundered and brought gifts there, and the Han court investigated him afterwards, Tuoba Xianbei could not bear the pressure, and he might hand us over instead !" Even Bo Luo Neng showed an excited look, they needed some exciting moves.

"There will be chaos in the north. When the tribes are in chaos, there will definitely be a lot of damage. Of course, the border counties in the middle will be invaded. It is not our people's fault. If we do it too late, we can only grab the residue. Moreover, if we expand As long as the postscript has ambitions, it will not hand us over, otherwise who on the grassland will dare to take refuge with him? On the contrary, only by accepting us can we set an example for other tribes. In the next few melee wars, scattered small tribes will inevitably have to re- Submit and find a place to live, it’s impossible for the Tuoba tribe to have no ideas!”

Everyone heard what he said was reasonable and knew that he had carefully considered it, so they became more and more excited and asked about the target.

"I sent out scouts a few days ago to explore the surrounding counties, and I have a plan in mind."

(End of this chapter)