I’m The King Chapter 1307: : Carry on the past and open up the future (one hundred and ninety-seven) 1 family in distress

Standing outside the old camp of the Huyan tribe, Niu Ben, He Lanjie and the others were stunned. The old battalion, the ragged clothes of the tribesmen, and the numb eyes all showed that the Huyan tribe has now reached the time of life and death.

The Huyan tribe is the only force on this land that has not succumbed to Wang Jian, but they also paid a huge price for it. They came to this land several years earlier than Wang Jian, but unfortunately Yes, their leader did not have the strategic awareness and talent like Wang Jian. After coming to this land, they still retained their usual style, focusing on grazing. The fluid grazing made them constantly conflict with the local forces. At that time, the frequent looting made them the public enemies of this land. In the conflicts, their vitality was constantly weakened, and finally they could barely occupy a foothold on this land. .

But at your fingertips, Wang Jian came.

The Qin army led by Wang Jian began to sweep the rulers of this land with a tough attitude. Compared with the Huyan tribe, their strategy was more far-reaching and their tactics more flexible. All the forces on this land have been regained, with the exception of the Huyan tribe.

The Xiongnu died at the hands of the Qin people. The Huyan tribe can't forget this point. They attribute their current predicament to the Qin people's pursuit of them. , is the pursuit of the last remnant of the Huns. They are on this land, their eyes and ears are closed, and they know nothing about the current changes in the Central Plains. If they knew that Wang Jian was also a refugee who was hunted down, what would happen? What do you think.

The more than one hundred Huyan tribe fighters they met earlier were the most neatly dressed among them. He Lanjie sighed silently, seeing the current situation of the Huyan Department in front of him. It reminded him involuntarily of the days when He Lanxiong led them to flee everywhere on the grassland more than ten years ago.

A woman was carrying a bundle of withered grass with ice fragments on her back, and stood at the gate of the old camp dumbfoundedly, looking at this group of outsiders in bright clothes. The forage was picked up from the ground, and the clothes on her body were in tatters, and some places could not even cover her shame. A little boy with a runny nose was holding the corner of the woman's clothes tightly. The little boy was wrapped in a black of felt. Tie it around his waist with a straw rope, and barely wrap the felt around his body. To He Lanjie's heartache, this little boy was actually carrying a handful of straw on his back.

A child of this age, in Dahan, should be sitting in a warm classroom, listening to the teachers' lectures, holding textbooks. Lang Sheng reciting, or after school, cuddling in the arms of parents and rolling and acting like a baby, or wearing thick cotton clothes. Wearing a tight hat, he is waving a small shovel and happily making snowmen outside the house.

He took a deep breath, strode over, and took off his cloak. He squatted down, stretched out his hand and tore off the grass from the child's body, and wrapped the child tightly in the thick cloak.

The child is a little nervous. He kept twisting his body, staring wide-eyed, looking up at his mother.

When the woman saw He Lanxiong approaching, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. When she saw He Lanxiong's movements, her eyes turned red, she threw away the fodder on her back, and fell to her knees in the snow with a porph, "Thank you, my lord, Thank you, sir."

He Lanjie pulled the woman up, "Where is the child's father?"

"Dead, he died in the war in Spring." The woman sobbed softly.

He Lanxiong knew that in the Xiongnu tribe, if the man in the family died, it would be tantamount to the collapse of the sky. He stood up and patted the little boy's head behind him, "Persist for a few more days, everything will be fine."

In the old camp, there was a commotion. A strong man wrapped in fur led a group of warriors striding out. He was Hu Yanzhuo, the current chief of the Huyan tribe.

"Helan tribe?" Hu Yanzhuo looked at He Lanjie with piercing eyes. Back then, the Qin people defeated the Huns, and then the Huns royal court was also chased and killed on the grassland. The grassland was destined to be wiped out by the Qin people, so they took the Huyan tribe across the desert to this place, but within a few days of comfort, they became the public enemy of the people of this land. With the arrival of Wang Jian, They are getting worse every day, and now they have stood on the edge of the cliff, on the verge of extermination.

After crossing the desert, they originally had more than a thousand warriors, thousands of troops, but after more than ten years, not only did they not get rest and recuperation, but now they have shrunk to only more than three hundred warriors, less than two thousand troops There are many. If it wasn't for Wang Jian's sudden encounter with the big problem of black clothes and food this year, and he didn't have the heart to tangle with them, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to persist until this time.

But even so, they couldn't survive this winter. These more than a hundred cavalry were originally sent out by Hu Yanzhuo to see if they could rob something, but now they are following Wang Jian in this land. The above is stable, each farm and city has formed a linked defense, even if it is a robbery, it is very difficult to succeed.

In order to survive, Hu Yanzhuo almost couldn't sleep at night. Even if he is the patriarch, his family fortune is almost exhausted. Today, he received a report from the cavalry sent out, saying that more than a dozen Huns came, claiming to be from the Helan tribe. This surprised him very much. Wang Jian's people accompanied him, what's the reason for this?

He knew about the Helan tribe. When he left the prairie, the Helan tribe was just a small, insignificant tribe with few people at all.

"He Lanjie from the Helan tribe, I have met the patriarch!" He Banjie stroked his heart with his right hand and half bent down.

Hu Yanzhuo returned the gift with the same etiquette. He straightened up and asked, "Brother Helan, why did you appear here? How did you get here?"

He Lanjie turned half of his body and let Niu Ben behind him come out, "Patriarch Huyan, let me introduce you. This is General Niu Benniu, the special envoy of the Han Kingdom. This time we are the **** of General Niu. Negotiating with General Wang Jianwang, I heard that the Huyan tribe is here, so I came to visit."

"The Great Han Kingdom?" Hu Yanzhuo's eyes showed a puzzled look. When they came out, Gao Yuan was just a small Fufeng county captain. There was no such thing as a Great Han Kingdom.

"Yes, the Han Kingdom, the most powerful country in the Central Plains, Patriarch Huyan, this matter is a long story, let's talk about it inside!" Niu Ben said with a smile.

"Isn't Qin the strongest in the Central Plains?" Hu Yanzhuo couldn't believe it.

"The Qin people have been beaten to death by us, and they will perish soon!" Niu Ben laughed and raised his head proudly.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, this is news that makes Hu Yanzhuo very happy, and his face immediately showed some brilliance, "Please, please, go to my big tent to talk."

In Hu Yanzhuo's big tent, or in this old camp, the only tent with charcoal fire supply, most of the tattered and patched tents that came along the way were burned It was animal feces, that smell was already very unfamiliar to He Lanjie, and had long been forgotten in the deepest part of his memory, but today, the scars in these memories were brought back again. Seeing the numb and hungry faces in those tents, not only He Lanjie, but also Niu Ben's heart trembled a little.

In this tribe, there are mostly old and weak women and children, and there are very few young and strong men. Most of them fell forever in battles.

Niu Ben stepped into Hu Yanzhuo's big tent, and was coughed by some too thick soot smoke. He noticed that the carpet in the big tent was damaged, which is also true. From one aspect, it reflects the current predicament of the Huyan Department.

A group of people sat around the fire, and Yu Jiang was naturally not qualified to enter. He and his soldiers were placed in several rotten tents, and naturally there was no fire to burn dung inside. Outside, they were surrounded by rows of warriors from the Huyan tribe.

"Come on, drink some kumiss to warm up your body." Inside the big tent, Hu Yanzhuo warmly greeted everyone, anyway, He Lanjie was the Huns he saw again in these many years people from other tribes.

"Patriarch Huyan, your life is really not very good!" After taking a sip of kumiss, Niu Ben sighed.

Hu Yanzhuo's expression suddenly dimmed, "Yes, if we can survive this winter, by tomorrow spring, the livestock will give birth to many cubs, and we can find more food. Get well."

"Has Patriarch Huyan ever considered leaving here?" Niu Ben asked ~IndoMTL.com~ to leave? Where can I go? This place is now the Qin people's world, only Almaty is still ours, or even this last resting place is almost lost, we have nowhere to go, so we can only live one day at a time. "Hu Yanzhuo said.

"Come with us, go back to Dahan." He Lanjie put down the kumiss in his hand, "Where you are, you will be properly settled, you will get a pasture, you will have a brand new tent, and more Livestock. Your life will get better day by day. In Dahan, there will be no war, let alone hunger."

"Big man!" Hu Yanzhuo murmured.

"Yes, Dahan, Patriarch Huyan, the survivors of the Huns who did not leave back then are all living in Dahan, and they are doing well. The patriarch of our Helan clan, He Lanxiong, is now the commander of the third military region of Dahan, commanding The commander's younger sister, He Lanyan, is the concubine of the Han Dynasty, and I, He Lanjie, am now a lieutenant general in the Kingdom of the Han Dynasty, with thousands of cavalry under his command. The Huns in the Han Dynasty can be officials. , do business, those who are still willing to graze will give them pastures, and the children can study, and they are living well." He Lanjie said in one breath.

Hearing He Lanjie's words, Hu Yanzhuo's eyes widened, as if he was a little silly. (to be continued...)