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Mustang tribe.

Among Karasuma, a few opposed Zhao Hui and Cheng Yuanzhi, and were unwilling to integrate into the tribes of the Han Dynasty.

They were nomadic and thousands of miles away from Cheng Yuanzhi's camp.

I don't want to have too much communication with the Han Chinese.

But now, the Han people are strong, even if they are not angry in their hearts, they can only retreat and dare not make trouble.

Constantly on the move, away from the Han Chinese, away from other tribes.

Seeing that the lives of other tribes are getting better and better, the Mustang tribe is now difficult to manage.

If it weren't for the high prestige of the wild horse Zaha among the tribe, there would have been people in the wild horse tribe who would have gone to the Han people.

But as time passed, Mustang Zaha's prestige among the tribe continued to decline.

He could not bring a better life to the people of the tribe.

There is no arable land, no wooden houses, only grazing.

Even the war did not dare to start. You can't grab cows, sheep and women.

If the other tribes are the same, then naturally there is no problem.

But now, most of the tribes of Karasuma follow the Han people and surround the Han people, and their lives are getting better and better.

In such a comparison, the people of the Wild Horse tribe are absolutely false to say that they do not yearn for it.

However, the chieftain Noma Zaha forbade contact with the Han Chinese, which was to destroy their hopes.

In the tribe, there will be more and more people who are dissatisfied with the wild horse Zaha.

"This winter, it's not easy, I really hope to go to the place of the Han people."

In the Mustang tribe, an old man is in a tent, huddled.

Although he was wrapped in a sheepskin, he still felt cold.

On such days, I can only hide in the tent and never go anywhere.

I really want to make a fire to keep warm, but I can't help it.

The dry firewood was prepared long in advance and was needed for the whole winter.

If you run out, you'll have to look outside again.

But in this heavy snow, no one wanted to leave the tribe and go outside.

It's too dangerous outside, and even if they're the children of the steppe, it's easy to die outside on a snowy day.

Every time I go out, I almost always walk Huangquan Road, and there are very few people who can come back, and I am very lucky.

Squeaky ......

The old man cowered in the tent, but his ears were very good, and he heard someone walking in front of his tent outside on the snow.

"Is there anyone walking outside this weather?" The old man felt strange in his heart; "Seems like there's more than one person?"

The old man stood up and quietly lifted the corner of the tent.

"Who are these people?"

When the Wild Horse tribe was the largest, the entire tribe had 5,000 people, which was considered a medium-sized tribe.

However, the population of the tribe is now much smaller, just over 3,000 people.

The old shepherd had lived in the wild horse tribe for sixty years, and out of 3,000, he could name more than 2,000 people.

The other thousand people, even if their names have been forgotten, are all familiar in appearance.

"No, these people are not from the tribe."

The old shepherd looked at the group of people who walked outside, and counted them, and there were almost twenty of them.

In the procession outside, someone spotted the peeking old shepherd, who smiled, showed his black and yellow teeth, and then put down the canvas as if nothing had happened.

"It's Han Chinese."

The old man said in his heart: "Wild horse Zaha hates the Han people the most, why are there Han people in the tribe?" ”

"What are these Han people doing here?"

The old man shrunk his body, but in his mind, it was all this group of Han people who had just entered the tribe.

After a while, the old man came out of the tent in sheep's clothing, and quietly pursued him.

When I caught up, I happened to see this group of Han people and entered the tent of the chief Mustang Zaha.

"Mustang Zaha, aren't you planning to come into contact with the Han people?"

The old shepherd crept behind the Mustang Zaha's tent.

In this kind of weather, no one usually comes out.

There were only two guards, standing outside the tent rubbing their hands and sighing.

I didn't pay attention to whether there were people around.

On the steppe, it is calm now, and the weather is like this, and the guards are very lazy.

The old man listened for a moment, and then quietly returned to his tent.

The footprints on the ground were also quickly covered by the wind and snow.

"These people are actually from the Great Han Xudu?"

Because he went early, although he did not finish listening, the old shepherd had already heard the key message.

When he left, he wasn't sure if Mustang Zaha would agree to the Han man.

"It turned out to be sent by the Han Son of Heaven. I heard that the Han people are also in civil strife now, and the smoke is everywhere, and I don't know if this Han emperor can order Youzhou Mu. ”

The Mustang tribe had little contact with the Han people, and the tribe basically did not hear the news of the Han people.

The old shepherd also lived a long time, and as an old man of the wild horse tribe, he knew a little more than some young people.

But for Dahan, I don't know much about it.

I just know that the big Han seems to be fighting now, and even Liu Xie, the Son of Heaven, is just a puppet, and the old shepherd doesn't know.

The elderly prefer a stable life.

In winter, the elderly also like to live in wooden houses.

It is said that those tribes that are close to the Han people not only have wooden houses, but also fireplaces in the houses, and it is not cold at all in winter.

It seems that they also have a kind of bed, called an earthen kang. There was a fire burning underneath, and people slept on it, and it was very warm.

The old shepherd was very envious.

But none of these have anything to do with their wild horse tribe.

Mustang Zaha was reluctant to come into contact with the Han Chinese and was hostile to the Han Chinese.

At the beginning, there were Han people who came to the tribe to trade, taking salt and tea in exchange for the tribe's cattle and sheep.

But now, it's been a year, and no Han people have come to the Wild Horse Tribe.

The old man wanted the Mustang tribe to change.

He really wanted the Han people to come to the tribe as guests.

However, the twenty Han people who came today are not guests, they represent the Son of Heaven of the Han Dynasty.

What does the Son of Heaven look like?

The old man didn't know, but he was supposed to be sitting on a golden chair, wearing a dragon robe made of gold wire.

That's right, the clothes worn by the Han people are called dragon robes.

Not sure what it looks like.

But this time, he really hoped that these twenty Han people did not come.

They did not come to trade with the tribes, but on the orders of the Han Emperor.

Said that he would help the Mustang tribe rule Karasuma.

The old shepherd did not believe this.

He is now worried that the wild horse Zaha will promise the Han people, and then the wild horse tribe will not be greeted with glory, but destruction.

Although the old shepherd has never read a book, it is definitely not an empty phrase that people are old and refined.

The grassland is no longer the grassland it used to be.

How is the Han Son of Heaven?

Today's grassland, what we have to see is the face of Youzhou Mu.

The Han people are in civil strife, and the Han people will never be able to control the Youzhou herd.

Those Han people said so much, but they didn't mention Youzhou Mu.

Moreover, the current situation in the grassland was single-handedly promoted by the Han Youzhou Mu.

Why did the Mustang tribe migrate so far?

It's not that I'm worried about being liquidated by the Han Youzhou Mu.

The Han people left, or braved the wind and snow to leave.

It's just that they left behind salt and tea, which the Mustang tribe needs most now.