Chapter 152 Poison Bait
"I wonder if the leader, can these cattle and sheep all over the mountains help the Huns tribes survive the cold winter?"
But Touman did not reply directly, but raised his head and asked.
The cannibal frowned slightly, and she was a little angry with the other party's rude words and deeds, and was also relieved by Touman's courage.
He dared to face himself alone at the age of fifteen, and could not be humble or arrogant. This kind of courage is extremely rare in the entire Qiang tribe.
He also wanted to know what this young man wanted to say.
Qiangman looked up at the cattle and sheep all over the mountains, pondered for a moment, and said, "The cattle and sheep near Zhuwenze are boundless. If they can really take them away, plus the cattle and sheep that each tribe originally owned will be enough to survive this cold winter."
"It's just a pity that it's impossible for us to take away so many cattle and sheep with just over a thousand of us."
Speaking of this, the crouching face was a little sad.
His current state is like a greedy person who saw a huge mountain of gold but could not move it away. The regret is simply difficult to describe in words.
It was like a person about to starve to death, and saw various delicious dishes piled up not far away, but he couldn't climb over and eat tightly into his stomach.
When Touman heard this, his eyes showed a surprising expression.
He said with a little excitement: "Not only is it difficult for me to get through this cold winter, but the rest of the tribes are the same. I believe they are worried about food."
"Since it is impossible to take these cattle and sheep away just by relying on the crest, why not join forces with the rest of the troops to send troops to take these cattle and sheep out of the frontier?"
"There are more than 100,000 warriors who can leap on horseback in the alliance. Even if the four northern garrisons of Zhao are dispatched together, we are not afraid!"
"After the work is completed, the alliance departments will inevitably bear the favors of my sacred tribe, and we can also take the opportunity to grow and grow from a medium-sized tribe to a large tribe."
When Qiang heard these words, he woke up as if he was dreaming.
According to past practice, each tribe in the Hun Alliance will basically act alone.
Unless the royal court summons and all the wise kings agree, the tribes will unconditionally obey the orders and gather together.
In the past, the robber tribes themselves had very little materials, and it was impossible for them to unite with the rest of the tribes to divide the spoils together.
The situation is very different now.
All the Huns tribes were facing a harsh winter. If they wanted to keep their tribes intact, they could only go south to plunder enough food.
Unfortunately, Qin was good at fighting, and every time the Huns tribes went south to plunder the Huns, they suffered heavy casualties.
Although Zhao State was cowardly, it hid its food very well. Every time the Huns went south, they were very meager, like a drop in the bucket.
As for Yan State, it is the Donghu hunting ground.
Unless the Huns wanted to go to war with the Donghu, they would not dare to rob Yan State at all.
This year is so cold, and I think that all tribes are worried about the survival of the tribe. If I learn that there are so many cattle and sheep here, all tribes will definitely come out in full bloom.
Even the Shanyu and the wise kings at all times may lead their troops to fight in person.
With the support of the entire alliance, the Cangzi tribe will no longer be afraid of the cowardly Zhao people. Even if the spoils obtained by the tribe will be greatly reduced, it will be enough to survive this cold winter.
The most important thing is that if this thing is really done, the entire Qianghuo tribe will become the benefactors of the various tribes in the alliance.
At that time, the Cangma tribe developed into a large tribe, or even a super tribe that is admired, is also possible.
Thinking of this, Qianghun's heart immediately became extremely hot.
He stretched out his right hand and patted the 15-year-old child Touman on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "I see you are so trembling. If you don't join forces with various departments, I'll leave this matter to you."
"If it succeeds, I will definitely not be stingy with the reward!"
When Touman heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt on the ground to express his gratitude. Then he stood up and said, "This time I will take a lot of time until I lead the troops to come."
"Even if the nearest tribe arrives, it will take two days."
"During this period, Zhao State will definitely not sit idly by. I have just observed the southern terrain and found that there is a narrow passage there, which can only allow one or two people to pass through."
"The leader might as well ask someone to cut down trees and block the southernmost passage of the canyon, and then send two hundred people to garrison here with bows and crossbows. Even if Zhao sends thousands of troops, it will be difficult to attack the canyon."
"As long as it can be delayed for two days, when the tribal warriors arrive recently, there is no need to worry about Zhao's attacking the canyon and snatching cattle and sheep."
Looking at Touman talking, the silly man became more and more satisfied.
Matou Mountain, located south of Zhuwenze, covers a very wide area. The mountains are full of lush forests, and there are various birds and beasts in the forest.
If it were ordinary times, the Zhao people would not dare to go deep into this mountain, so as not to encounter jackals, tigers and leopards.
But today, the mountains are crowded with crowds of bows and crossbows and spears, with a strong sense of solemnity.
On the top of the mountain, Zhao Jia and Li Mu stood opposite each other.
"Which tribe was found here for cattle and sheep?"
Zhao Jia didn't know much about the northern Huns tribes, so he turned to look at Li Mu and asked.
Li Mu stroked his beard and said, "The Hun Alliance has more than 30 tribes, including two to 30,000 super tribes, more than ten thousand large tribes, thousands of medium-sized tribes, and hundreds of small tribes."
"If I read it right, there is a tribe in the canyon, with a tribe population of about 5,000, which is a medium-sized tribe."
Li Mu's easy answer made Zhao Jia admire him.
Just through Li Mu's simple reply, Zhao Jia could see that he could almost understand the various tribes of the northern Huns.
"Maybe only in this way can Li Mu be confident that he will determine the Huns' danger in one battle."
Zhao Jia thought of this.
"The cattle and sheep in the mountains near Zhuwenze may not have gathered all the cattle and sheep in Yanmen County, and there is not so much."
Zhao Jia asked again.
Li Mu replied with a smile: "In addition to the cattle and sheep in Yanmen County, the cattle and sheep in the other three counties were also secretly recruited and transported here, so that such a fat bait was sprinkled."
Since the Zhao State's Hu clothing and riding and shooting, its social form has been somewhat close to nomadic peoples. In addition, many places in Zhao State are not suitable for farming, so many people in Zhao mainly focus on grazing.
Li Mu was able to gather cattle and sheep from the people of the four counties in the northern border, which shows how far-reaching influence he has in the northern border.
"Are you fat?"
Zhao Jia saw the sunlight falling into the forest through the gaps in the dense forest, but he murmured in a low voice.
In Zhao Jia's opinion, these cattle and sheep all over the mountains are not fat bait, but highly poisonous bait.
Taking advantage of the rare cold winter, Li Mu understood the Huns' urgent need for food and deliberately gathered countless cattle and sheep on the Zhuwen Lake.
Chapter completed!