Chapter Eighty-Seven: If the Ark Can Only Fit a Few People

"Changing the leader, does it have any effect on those of us who are not relatives of the Wei family? Could it be that if we change someone as the leader, we can let the people of the Wei family take the initiative to give us slaves and land? Of course not, the leader is still elected by the relatives surnamed Wei, will they choose a person who cuts flesh from them to be the leader? ”

I don't know where such strange words came from, but when I first heard them, these people without surnames felt that they were very reasonable, as if the people who said these words were supporting Weihe. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

But on second thought, since there is no difference, what does it matter to us who is the leader? Isn't it the same to go to war? The same thing that is less divided after the war? Then how do you Wei relatives love to toss and how toss, we don't care, just change the leader. If the leader is changed, he can not fight with the Xijon people, and maybe it will be better if he changes.

At first, he thought that these words were to quell those rumors, but when he figured out that these words were actually severing the connection between the relatives surnamed Wei and the people of the city without a surname, he knew that this person hiding in the shadows was going to kill himself.

He could be sure that this person was his kin, but who it was, he couldn't find out for a while.

The people of the Acropolis still lacked enough respect for the young leader, and Wei He felt that if his father was still there, his prestige would be enough to keep these people from having all kinds of ideas.

I thought that I would change my uncle from Xia Cheng and kill him, and his position as the leader would be secured, but when he became the leader, he realized that the bloodline was just a continuation of his father's prestige, and this continuation would gradually fade, and he needed to do enough to convince everyone in the city.

At this time, facing the people in these cities and looking at the Xirong people besieged outside, Wei He knew that he still had to rely on everyone at this time.

He did not dare to touch the interests of the relatives surnamed Wei for the time being, and he also thought that in the future, the Acropolis would no longer be divided into those with surnames and those without surnames, no longer between the old Acropolis and the new Acropolis, and slaves and land would be divided according to merit, and there would be no more incidents of more and less.

But he knew that once he said this, with the background that he had just become the leader for more than a year, he was afraid that he would soon die at the hands of his relatives.

The core interests are not touched, but there are other ways to deceive these people and alleviate the grievances unleashed by the rumors.

Standing on the wall and waving, some of his loyal guards carried out all the sheepskin rafts in the storehouse.

"Behind the Acropolis is the great river, and the raft can cross the river and live. But this city was built by my father with everyone, and this land was reclaimed by us little by little, and since we are all Acropolis, we must go together even if we want to go. ”

"But there were not enough rafts, and some people had to be left in the city, and it was impossible for everyone to go. Since everyone can't go, then no one will go, and I, Weihe, swear that even if the Xijon people break through the acropolis, I will not leave on a raft. I'll be with you guys! With the Acropolis. ”

The raft is not the essence of the contradiction, but only the appearance of the contradiction in the distribution of interests under extreme conditions, but even the appearance is enough to make these dissatisfied people feel somewhat satisfied.

Wei He picked up the torch with his own hands, burned the sheepskin raft used to escape, and said loudly: "Some people say that once the Xirong people want to capture the city, my Wei He and the relatives surnamed Wei will escape on the raft. Now that the raft is burning, do you still believe those words? ”

Some of those Wei relatives felt resentful, which cut off their possibility of escape; Others think it's good and doesn't touch their core interests, and if the Acropolis is gone, the slaves are gone, the land is gone, what can they do even if they live? It's better to deceive this group of people to defend the Acropolis to the death.

Burning these uneven existences in extreme cases, Wei He added: "I personally have a lot of land and a lot of slaves. Once the Xijon people are driven out, all the people who defend the city will each share 100 catties of grain and a slave! ”

In front of everyone, he asked Hu Cong to smash open his warehouse, pointed to the grain piled up inside, and said, "These are all yours!" One will be collected according to the population. If the Sijonites take the city, they will take it with them and will never leave it to you. ”

"The Sijon people said that if they killed me and changed their leader, they would retreat, because my father and I had killed a lot of Sijon. But you must remember the stories told by the veteran from Xia Cheng, a group of sheep under the leadership of the head sheep always use their horns to fight against the evil wolf, but the horns are not as good as the fangs and claws, and every time the sheep is injured or eaten by the wolf. One day the wolf told the sheep that we had killed you because your head sheep always put its horns on me, and that if you drove the head sheep out of the flock, we would never eat you again. ”

"You all laughed when that Xia Cheng man told this story, but isn't it different from that story now?"

The people below were silent, and the caravans of Xia Cheng were always followed by a group of crippled people, who liked to tell stories, the legends of Xia Cheng, the things about Xia Cheng, and some interesting stories that they had not heard before, and these stories had become familiar in the Acropolis over time, including how the ancestors of the Xia City people came here from both sides of the river.

They have heard the story of the sheep and the wolf, maybe it is difficult for them to listen to Wei He's reasoning, and it is difficult to explain this truth clearly, but it is easy to understand in the story that everyone knows, and it seems that it is indeed like that.

Wei He also said: "When people are in pain and miserable, they will always naturally cry out to heaven and the earth, because heaven and earth have created people; When people are bullied by others, they will always think of finding their own brother first, because brothers and relatives cannot be separated. We are brothers with Xiacheng, Echeng and even the tribes on both sides of the river, do you have a time when you are bullied by others to find your own brother, and he doesn't help you? ”

"Nope! As you know, Wei He went to Xia City, and some people went to the lower reaches of the Great River, and those brothers and relatives will definitely send troops to help us. Why haven't they come back now? It's because it takes time to go on the expedition. If Ji Xia refuses, those who go out of the city still have their parents, wives and children in the city, will they not come back? ”

After the deception, those who had no hope of breaking the siege saw hope again.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence, or perhaps to verify Weihe's words, the Acropolis who was observing the lookout on the city wall suddenly shouted excitedly: "Horse! Horse! Horses in Summer City! ”

The caravans and emissaries of the summer city came to the acropolis, and they recognized the horses, and even regarded the horses as the symbol of the summer city.

Wei He actually didn't believe what he said just now, so when he heard the shouts on the city wall, he obviously lost his temper, stumbled a little, and the servants around him hurriedly supported him, and he quickly climbed to the city wall.

Far away, a dozen men on horseback caused confusion for the Sijon, who were eager to catch the scouts, but could not do so.

The leader is the wolf skin, followed by the best scouts in Xia City, the adventurous and exciting wolf skin takes people to check the layout of the Xirong people, relying on the speed of the war horse is like entering and leaving no one's land, the Xijon people want to surround them, but the wolf skin will always take the scouts to escape before the encirclement closes, bullying the Xijon people without a means of transportation.

He was just a whim, but he brought hope to the Acropolis and turned Weihe's words from a lie into a fact.

Wei He secretly prayed for the protection of the ancestors, and watched the group of people drift away from a distance, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Summer City...... There will be troops. (To be continued.) )