Three Kingdoms

Fei Qian knew in his heart that if he wanted to face Xianbei in a head-on battle, he must first eliminate Xianbei's possible reinforcements.

The so-called Xianbei reinforcements are the Qiang and Xiongnu.

Because they are all related to the Hu people, even though they are different tribes, when the Xianbei went south several times before, the Qiang and the Huns also acted as the Xianbei's wingers, taking advantage of the situation, fishing in troubled waters, and their hands were often stained with Han blood.

Of course, on the other hand, when the Han people were strong at that time, most of the barbarians regarded them as second-class citizens, and there were many cases of bullying and suppression, just like how white people in the United States saw black people in later generations. Laws and civil affairs are all in favor of the Han people...

However, there is no way to settle these old sesame seeds and rotten millet matters now, and there is no way to settle them clearly, especially the bad debt with the Xiongnu, which is simply bad to the extreme.

First they were enemies, then the Southern Huns split from the Northern Huns, and then the Southern Huns became the leading party, and then participated in the Han Dynasty's suppression of peasant uprisings and local rebellions...

But similarly, the Southern Huns also rebelled from time to time, attacking towns and plundering people...

Is this good or bad?

Kill them all? So will any of these ethnic minorities around the Han Dynasty choose to surrender in the future?

Let bygones be bygones? So don't these ethnic minorities commit suicide when they want to, and then find out that the problem is serious, lie there until they scream for mercy, and then they can be repatriated home smoothly and for free?

Anyway, this account is very messy, and even future generations of certified public accountants may not be able to calculate it clearly...

After the Battle of Pingyang, the Yufuluo tribe naturally could not stay in Pingyang for a long time in an area with little grassland, so they set up camp near Gaonu, north of Beiqu, by the Zouma River.

Gaonu was originally a county town, but now it is as dilapidated as Pingyang before. There are basically no Han people living there, and only some horse thieves have used it as a stronghold.

Yu Fuluo basically didn't put in much effort to clean up the group of horse thieves, and then found a few houses that were not completely destroyed as residences, while most of the cattle and sheep were placed on the horse. Grazing by the water.

Yu Fuluo welcomed Fei Qian's arrival outside Gaonu City early...

Fei sneaked in front of Yu Fuluo, dismounted, looked around, and said, "Shan Yu, I haven't seen him for a long time. He looks good!"

"Haha, the middle man looks pretty good too!" Yu Fuluo stepped forward and stroked his chest as a gift, then hugged Fei Qian, and then took Fei Qian on his arm and walked into the city together. It seemed that the two of them had a very close relationship... …

I can't help but be cordial. The certificate of credence that canonized Fuluo as the Chanyu of the Southern Huns is still in the hands of Fei Qian's master Cai Yong. He is now slowly heading to Hedong. If he is not afraid of causing any misunderstanding, he will get the news. Yu Fuluo even wanted to send thousands of cavalry to protect him all the way!

Therefore, can Yu Fuluo not have a good attitude toward Fei Qian?

As soon as he entered Gaonu County, Yu Fuluo loudly ordered the tribesmen to kill cattle and sheep, saying that he wanted to entertain distinguished guests.

Fei Qian chuckled, looked around, and suddenly said casually: "Shanyu, this place looks good, do you want me to renovate it for you, and make it a royal palace?"

Yu Fuluo's walking movement seemed to pause for half a second, then he glanced at Fei Qian and said, "Our royal court is in Meiji, not here anymore."

"But now..." Fei Qian said as if chatting, "I heard... Marquis Xubu Gudu seems to be very close to the Xianbei people..."

Fei Qian didn't finish what he said, but Yu Fuluo's meaning was naturally clear. If Xubu Guduhou had something to do with the Xianbei people, then Yu Fuluo's hope of returning to Meiji would be even slimmer.

Of course Fei Qian didn't know whether Marquis Xubu Gudu had any contact with the Xianbei people, but after all, Meiji was not far away from the Xianbei people under the Yinshan Mountains, and since Yu Fuluo chose the Han Dynasty, In such a long period of time, Xubu Guduhou neither sent envoys to the Han Dynasty nor entrusted Han officials to write letters to explain anything, so there is no problem that he has probably chosen to deviate from the Han court.

Yu Fuluo walked forward silently and did not speak, but the muscles on his cheeks occasionally twitched, revealing that his mood was not as calm as it appeared.

It wasn't until the guests and hosts were seated and the banquet began that Yu Fulo was smiling again and chatting and laughing. Now that he is about to be canonized, no matter from which aspect, Yu Fuluo has at least shown himself to be confident and confident in the future in front of his tribe, and used this to suppress some dissatisfied voices within the tribe and improve himself personally. majesty and command.

Fei Qian naturally knew this well, and he laughed along with Yu Fuluo, and did not talk about any topics during the normal banquet. It was really as if he had come to congratulate Yu Fuluo on his canonization in advance...

Clusters of bonfires were lit, and the roasted whole lamb was roasted under the flames, exuding the unique aroma of fat; the beef bones in the large copper cauldron were rolling up and down in the milky white boiling soup; the tender sirloin was cut into pieces. Two-finger-wide slices, sprinkled with green salt, grilled on wooden branches until perfectly charred on the outside and tender on the inside; kumiss with a special sour taste is poured into a wine bowl and added as you drink; cheese and various dried fruits Basically, the plate is as full as a hill...

The Southern Huns sang and danced around the bonfire, and from time to time they would come forward with wine bowls to toast.

Yu Fuluo's face glowed red, and every time someone came, he would pull Fei Qian and introduce him to him, saying that this was a warrior with that name, and that was the leader of that tribe. Then Yu Fuluo and Visitors patted each other's chests and hugged each other, and the atmosphere was simply not good.

The banquet started in the late afternoon and continued into the evening. When Fei Qian saw that the time was almost up, he said that he was drunk and quietly left the party.

After about half a stick of incense, Yu Fuluo came over. Seeing that Fei Qian had already made tea soup, he laughed, sat down, and said, "Tell me, Fei Zhonglang, we need to do it." What?"

Fei Qian shook his head and said, "No, I don't need you to do anything at all."

Yu Fuluo laughed twice, not believing it at all: "The Xianbei people have already sent troops from the southern foot of Yinshan Mountain. It is estimated that it will take another twenty days at most..."

Fei Qian burped, quickly picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, pressed it down, and said, "Xianbei, haha, actually I don't take it seriously."

Yu Fuluo said "ha" and said nothing, but he obviously thought that Fei Qian was talking big words. Xianbei now has hundreds of thousands of people controlling strings, not millions. How dare you say you don't take it seriously with this little territory?

You're a good man, you're not afraid of your tongue flashing in the wind?

The composition of the barbarians in the North is complicated, and the information is sparse. If there are any mistakes...

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When the author saw that there was no one around him, he ran away...