Chapter 900 Mutation (1)(1/2)
After passing the Gonglu River to the south, after passing hundreds of miles of deserts and wilderness.
The rich Munan grassland was already exposed in front of you.
Tu Guzhe held the horse, took a deep breath, and felt the climate different from the foot of Kingsoft.
The warm and humid monsoon is blowing through the entire Munan grassland.
There was even a snowfall last night, and traces of snow were everywhere on the grassland.
But the tender grass has grown.
He jumped off the war horse and stepped on the ground with his feet.
The grass under my feet is slightly dry, but it is very soft.
Unlike the grassland in Mubei, it is as hard as a stone when stepped on with one foot.
"These Wuheng slaves!" Tu Gushe had a ferocious face: "How are they worthy of living in such a rich grassland?"
He turned around and asked his subordinates, the soldiers with slutty hair, wearing tattered sheepskin coats, holding bronze or stone weapons: "Hujie warriors! Those Wuheng slaves, things as despicable as Dingling people, and tribes that were even more cowardly than the Worrier people, have occupied the best pasture in the world!"
"They can eat fresh cheese and drink sweet river water every day!"
"You can even bask in the sun peacefully!"
"Look at the sun!" Tu Gushe looked at the spring in the sky: "He is so warm!"
Today, in the northwest of Munan, the daytime temperature is about twelve or thirteen degrees, and the highest may be about twenty degrees.
but……
Compared with Hujiren’s old nest in Jinshan, this is simply a resort!
Because, at the foot of Jinshan, there is still a season when the north wind is howling and the biting cold wind is blowing.
In Hujiren's dictionary, there has never been a concept of summer.
Only cold and colder.
This made all the Huji cavalrymen feel a strong hatred from the bottom of their hearts.
In particular, they knew that the people who occupied this grassland were the Wuheng people.
Who is Wuheng?
slave!
The lowly race conquered by Maodun Da Shanyu and Lao Shang Da Shanyu!
The lowest level of the contempt chain on the grassland.
It is on the same level as the Dingling people, the Fuyu people and the Xianbei people.
But now, these lowly slaves have occupied land that Hujie people can't even own in their dreams.
Jealousy and anger immediately accumulate in everyone's heart.
"King! Great King!" A Hujie nobleman walked to Tu Gushe with his meteor hammer, bent his knees and kowtowed: "Please lead us and kill all these lowly slaves!"
"I can't wait to store the heads of several Wuheng nobles in my dome, so that they can watch day and night how I whip their children and insult their wives and concubines!"
Others shouted: "Great King Hujie, the most devout believers of the White God and the Black God, please guide us on the path of conquest!"
As a tribe living at the foot of a barren, cold and bitter golden mountain.
Hujie people’s income from grazing is extremely rare.
It can even be said that if they rely solely on animal husbandry, they would all starve to death!
It is precisely through continuous external robbery and killing that they can maintain their existence.
These white-skinned and thick-haired Huji people were a country that flourished a hundred years ago by conquest and killing.
They were once important ally of the Yuezhi Empire and one of the most feared enemies of the Huns.
Even the Maodun Shanyu of the Huns suffered losses under their command.
The battle of Qilian Mountain shocked the grassland even more.
However, the three thousand cavalrymen broke up more than eight thousand elite Xiongnu Khans with their fierce and fearless charge and close combat.
Forced Maodun Shanyu to withdraw his troops and accumulate strength.
It took fifteen years before Lao Shangda Shanyu successfully revenged, and the Yuezhi was destroyed in one battle, and the Western Regions were established.
Therefore, in that year, the old Shangda Shanyu of the Xiongnu wrote this great achievement in a letter to Emperor Taizong of Han, showing off his proudly: with the blessing of heaven, the good officials and soldiers, the strong horses, and the barbarians were destroyed by the barbarians... Dinghujie, Wusun, Loulan and the twenty-six countries beside him, and they were the Xiongnu.
Huji was listed as an enemy equal to Wusun and Loulan.
Instead of the "Twenty-six Kingdoms" that don't even have a name.
In other words, at that time, Hujie had already had several powerful forces.
It is a character with a name, a character with a role and a line, not a supporting role that doesn't even have chicken legs.
Therefore, after the Huns conquered Hu Jie, they tried their best to guard against and suppress.
The mistake was not the Han and the Huns' battle for hegemony, and the Huns reached a critical moment of life and death.
The Huns would never release this beast.
Because, they are just a group of people who can only destroy and not build.
Pure beasts and killing machines.
Recalling the great achievements of his ancestors, Tu Guzhang raised his horse whip and ordered with a high spirit: "The warriors who Hu Jie, the people of the White God and the Black God! Go and conquer!"
"Kill all the men you see!"
"Pirate their women, livestock, children, all!"
"Ula!" Hujie cavalry responded with their most traditional battle horn.
This is a horn sound commonly used when fighting against the Seyits at the foot of Kings Mountain.
It's like a wolf's howling, or a tiger's roar.
The dozen shamans and priests who followed the army picked up their magic weapon, Huji people, and used artifacts made of bones and skins to defeat the enemy leaders, and cast spells and blessings to Huji's cavalry.
"The Black God will bless you!" A shaman, using the feathers of wild goose, sprinkled some unknown liquid from the magic tool. The composition of these liquids is very complicated. If analyzed with scientific instruments, you may find the blood of cattle and sheep, human urine, semen, women's menstrual blood, and many other organs of humans and animals.
This is very similar to Hujiren's beliefs.
There are both the shamanic doctrines of the Huns, the Western exotic religious elements, and even some of the futu scholars that spread from the distant Bactricia.
But these cavalrymen were extremely crazy.
I became excited as if I had caught medicine.
"The Black God is with me!" A cavalryman shouted excitedly after being sprinkled with liquid.
Immediately, the peace of the grassland was broken.
The sound of horse hooves rumbled.
Purgatory descends on the border of the grassland that borders the vast sea.
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On the spring of the second year of Yanhe, March 17th.
Salt.
Sima Xuan ascended the high ground on the side of the salt lake and looked out from afar.
This was the first time he had seen such a strange geography.
Wind blows all over the world, and there are countless lakes of all sizes on the surface.
However, these lakes are all saltwater lakes.
Crystal coarse salt grains can be seen everywhere on the beaches and Gobi.
"What a good place!" Sima Xuan stroked his beard: "If a city is built here, it will be enough to control the supply of salt in the entire Munan!"
This is indeed true.
The main salt supply in Munan area is obtained from this salt lake, in addition to importing from the Han Dynasty.
As the largest salt producer in Munan, Yanze can provide millions of kilograms of cheap crystalline salt to various departments every year.
The Hushe tribe flourished by monopolizing the salt production of salt.
Therefore, they usually arranged troops here to prevent others from stealing salt.
However, for some reason, when Sima Xuan led his troops to detour from the northwest of Yanze, no defenders were found.
This allowed his cavalry to occupy this strategic location without bloodshed.
Geographically, this Yanze is located about 300 miles north of the Yaze and about 600 miles from the Gonglu River.
Keeping this place can not only block the route of Hushe tribe fleeing north.
It can also launch a raid from its fragile rear.
To be continued...