Volume 31 enters the capital as deep as the sea] Chapter 8 False Path to Destroy [Ask for Recommendation Votes!] 】

Chapter 8: Fake Paths Extinction Ask for Recommendation Votes!

The Khitan people are a branch of the grassland overlord Rouran people during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and after the defeat of the Northern Wei Tuoba Department, Rouran was divided into two branches, and the northern branch was renamed Murwei, which was the ancestor of the later Méng ancients, and the southern branch of Rouran was the Khitan.

During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Khitan was divided into eight divisions, namely the Siwandan Division, the He Dahe Division, the Gu Fufu Division, the Yu Yuling Division, the Rilian Division, the Pilier Division, the Qiliushou Division, and the Yuzhen Marquis Division, known as the Yuan Wei Eight Divisions, and established a loose tribal alliance, the Dahe Alliance.

The Khitan people live in pursuit of water and grass, multiply the population, although they are not splendid Ayaluo, but they are also rich in food and clothing, and they are happy, but after the Khitan entered the Sui Dynasty, they gradually became stronger, and two new tribes were added, the Songli Department and the Tuwanhou Department, and the wolf xìng in the bones of the grassland people began to erect in their bodies.

Just three months ago, the tribal alliance made a surprising decision to venture into the Sui Dynasty, let their war horses gallop on the land of the Great Sui, kill the Great Sui peasants, and forcibly occupy the NV people of the Great Sui.

They are making a bet, betting on the good face of the Sui Dynasty, and valuing peace externally, as long as they give the Sui Dynasty enough face afterwards and show a humble attitude, then a little loss of personnel and property is just a cow and a máo for the powerful Great Sui, and they will not take it to heart.

More than three months have passed, and now it is the early winter of late October, and there is still no movement in the Sui Dynasty, it seems that the Sui Dynasty has accepted the Khitan's apology and will not be held accountable.

He Dahe is the most powerful tribe of the Khitan, living in a wide and long valley in the middle of the Khitan, the valley is called the Sunset Valley, the weak Luo water passes through the valley, this valley is dozens of miles wide, bordering the Xi people in the south, the Turks in the west, the Fuyu City of Goryeo in the east, and the Yingzhou of the Great Sui Dynasty in the southeast, it is an extremely important strategic passage, the valley is a gentle hilly grassland on both sides, and the abundant pastures feed tens of thousands of people in the He Dahe Department.

At present, the leader of the Dahe clan alliance is served by the chief of the He Dahe tribe, and the leader of the alliance changes every three years, but He Dahe has been re-elected for three consecutive terms and nine years, and when it is time for the change, the young chief Dahe Mohui has made the decision to invade the Sui Dynasty in order to increase his prestige in the tribal alliance.

Although not all of the tribes agreed to this decision, the Ogama Society joined forces with his father-in-law, the chief of the Sibandan tribe, to pressure the other tribes to agree to the risky plan.

In the evening of that day, the Great Agamo would distribute the last few looted chests, gallop towards his big tent, he was the leader of the alliance and the chieftain, and enjoyed the most booty, he chose thirty young men as his slaves, and took possession of tens of thousands of hangs worth of property and thousands of stone of grain.

The Great Wagamo Society is not tall, but unusually strong, and like other Khitans, it is also a hair with loops, and the hair is shaved off on the top of the head, leaving only a small amount of residual hair decoration on the temples or forehead, and some have a row of short hair in front of the forehead; Some of them wear sideburns around their ears, and some trim the left and right locks of hair into various shapes, and then hang down to the shoulders.

Ogama would have a fierce appearance, a bloody mouth, and a large gold ring on each ear, and everyone who saw him would shudder.

The Khitan people advocate shēngzhí, and the male NV all take reproduction as the first priority, so most of their foreign conquests are mainly based on competing for the NV people, therefore, historically, the Khitan has always been able to recover quickly after experiencing the two blows of destruction by the Northern Qi and Sui dynasties, and it is also closely related to their admiration of shēngzhí.

Dahe Mohui is the chief of the tribe and the leader of the tribal alliance, there is enough honor, he occupies the NV people more for enjoyment, at this time, he is looking forward to the grand meeting of the Han NV tonight, just arrived at the mouth of the camp Mén, a personal guard rushed to report: "Chief, Méng Vulture envoy wish to come and see!" ”

Ogami will be slightly stunned, it is already early winter, what are they doing here? Despite some displeasure in his heart, he still nodded, "Bring him to my big tent!" ”

The Turkic Méng Vulture is the Khitan neighbor, the two are only 500 miles apart, for the steppe peoples, 500 miles away is nothing, Méng Vulture and the Khitan often have trade contacts, the relationship is very close, at the same time the Khitan also surrendered to the Turks, which is also the Khitan head rat at both ends, on the one hand, to the Great Sui, and at the same time to the Turks, in order to survive in the gap between the two strong neighbors.

Ogamo would enter his tent, which was filled with gold, silver, porcelain, and brocade, and covered with a carpet that had been stolen from a large family.

He sat down on a sheepskin, a young man lowered his head and served him a bowl of salt tea, Oga would reach out and lift her chin, squint at her for a moment, and put his hand into her skirt again, Shao NV trembled with fright and did not dare to move, Ogamo would like this feeling very much, like slaughtering a lamb.

At this time, the sound of footsteps, the guards walked into the big tent with the méng vulture, the big He Mo will wave his hand, and ordered the young NV to retreat, the young NV was scared like a frightened deer, and ran out of the big tent, the big Agamo will squint at her slender back, tonight he is the first to enjoy this little NV.

"Chief Oga, did I come at an inopportune time to disturb your dreams?"

The envoy of the Méng Wubu walked into the big tent quickly, laughing heartily, the messenger's name was Duozhu, he was the uncle of the chief of the Méng Wubu Wanda, and every time he was in charge of the trade between the Méng Wubu and the Khitan, he was a well-known old Jiān cunning.

"You are the God of Wealth, your arrival means an increase in my wealth, how could I not welcome it?"

Oga Mokai also greeted him with a smile and hugged him tightly, and then pulled him into the tent and sat down, this time the guards brought two bowls of buttermilk.

"Why did the God of Wealth come to me today? Did you smell some wealth and want to exchange goods with me? Ogami asked with a smile.

Duozhu shook his head and smiled: "I heard about your fortune when I was close to the Khitan, but this time I am borrowing, we are going to Buyeo City to trade with the Goguryeo people, and we made an appointment in the summer." ”

"Borrow?"

Dahe Mohui was a little suspicious in his heart, "Didn't you collude with the Sui Dynasty and want to deceive me!" ”

Duo Zhu laughed, "Khitan is a bit of a thief!" When did we have contact with the Sui Dynasty? The chief was thinking too much. ”

Seeing that the Great Agamo Society still had some doubts, he pulled out an arrow from his boots, folded it in two paragraphs in front of the Great Agamo Society, and said in a deep voice: "If I lie, I should be such an arrow!" ”

The Turkic Broken Arrow Oath is an extremely heavy oath, and if it is not allowed easily, Dahemo's doubts will immediately disappear, and he said with a smile: "I don't doubt your sincerity, I just hope that you can do business with the Khitan." ”

"This ..... We have made an appointment with the Goguryeo people a long time ago, and we can't easily break our promises, but now that it's winter again, let's chūn day next year! Let's come again. ”

"That's good! Let's just say it. ”

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Dahemo would no longer have any suspicions, and ordered the Turkic caravans to cross the border, the Turkic trading caravans were all large, thousands of horses carrying goods, more than a thousand cavalry followed, and the vast dàngdàngdàng, stretching for several miles, along the weak Luoshui to the Khitan camp in the Sunset Valley.

More than 100 Khitan sentinels stood on horseback and watched this trading caravan vigilantly, the sky was already dark, and the hazy night shrouded the valley, making it difficult for people to look far away.

Groups of cavalry walked by, mixed with large herds of cattle and sheep, and horses covered with máo skins, a typical Turkic caravan, although the number of cavalry escorted was slightly overnumbered, but it did not arouse the suspicion of the Khitans.

But after the caravan walked two or three miles, there was still a continuous group of cavalry behind it, and the Khitan outpost was finally a little suspicious, and the number of cavalry guarding was a little too much.

A Khitan centurion felt that something was wrong, and quickly rushed to report to the chief, in the chief's tent, the grand gathering of the Great Horma Society had begun, more than a dozen Han people who had been stripped naked were tied to the carpet with their hands behind their backs, crying in despair and whispering, and nearly two dozen young people were huddled in the corner of the big tent like a flock of lambs to the slaughter, shivering.

Dagamo would look at his NV slave with a smirk on his shirtless body and a leather whip in his hand, when a voice came from outside the tent, "Chief, something is wrong. ”

Dagamo was stunned for a moment, walked out of the camp quickly, and saw a centurion with a frightened face, his face sank suddenly, and he asked unhappily, "What's wrong?" ”

"Chief, the Turks escorted the caravan a little too many cavalry, there were already three thousand people."

Dagamo will be secretly surprised in his heart, even if there are 3,000 cavalry, the daily consumption of supplies is amazing, what kind of business do you have? That's why there are so many people on the march.

He grabbed a piece of leather armor and put it on, turned over and got on his horse, "Follow me!" He shouted loudly, led tens of thousands of guards, and ran towards the mouth of the valley with spears, and the sound of horses' hooves gradually faded away, and the NV people in the camp stepped forward tremblingly, untied the ropes for the bound sisters, and found clothes for them, and more than thirty people hugged their heads and cried in the camp.

Dahe Mohui galloped all the way, there were tens of thousands of tribes in He Dahe's department, and the camp stretched for more than ten miles, and after running for several miles, he finally saw the front of the Turkic caravan and shouted: "Stop!" ”

Yang Yuanqing also wore Turkic armor, hún hid in the Turkic cavalry, he saw a pair of big golden earrings hanging on his ears, this is the Khitan Alliance chieftain Dahe Mohui, he knew that the other party was suspicious, so he chōu out an iron arrow, put the bow on the wind, he pulled the bow violently is an arrow, the arrow was as fast as lightning, in the dark, Dahe Mohui was caught off guard, was pierced by an arrow shè xiōng bore, screamed and fell off the horse.

The sudden change stunned the Khitans, and then there was a big luàn, Yang Yuanqing's arrow was the signal to move, the Turks drummed loudly, shouted and killed the sky, killing the Khitan camp from all directions, and the Khitan men cried and ran away, or knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Yang Yuanqing ordered sharply in Turkic and Chinese, "Kill all the men, and leave only fù widows!" ”

20,000 Turkic cavalry brandished swords and galloped and killed in the Khitan camp, the heads of the Khitan men were chopped off, spears pierced the xiōng chambers, corpses were piled up, blood flowed like rivers, the fire burned the camp tents, the fire soared to the sky, and the Khitan camp had become a hell on earth.

Luo Shixin rode his horse to the place where the Great Gremo Society fell off the horse, he wanted to cut off the head of the Great Agamo Society to take the merit, but the personal guards of the Great Agamo Society were desperately guarding, Luo Shixin was sharp, dancing all over the sky, killing more than 30 people in a moment, when he killed the last person, he was going to kill the corpse of the Great Agamo Society.

A knight rushed past from the side, chopped off the head of the Dahe Mokai with a knife, and galloped away, and Pei Xingyan's laughter came from afar, "Thank you Brother Xian for opening the way for me!" ”

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