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Seeing Xia Yang coming, Hur'er walked up first, knelt down on one knee to Xia Yang, put one hand on his chest and said, "Commander, I, Hur'er, have fulfilled my mission and come back."
Xia Yang hurriedly helped him up, first praised him without hesitation, and then asked Hurer: "Hurer, are these your tribesmen you brought back? I remember it clearly. Chu, there were only more than thirty people sent to escort you at the beginning. How come there are five to six hundred extra people when you come back?"
Khurier patted his undiminished belly and said with a smile: "Tuanzu, they are a tribe in Mongolia. Mongolia encountered a white disaster this year, and the wind and snow froze the cattle and sheep to death. I told them, If they follow us to the pass, they will have food, so that they no longer have to suffer from cold and hunger, so that they can have a place to live and food to eat. We can even cure their diseases."
Xia Yang looked at Hur'er, stretched out his hand and patted his belly and said: "Okay, Hur'er, you not only know how to sell horses, you also know how to sell people! Hahaha!"
Kh¨¹r¡¯er touched his head and said with a smile: ¡°Tuanzuo, this is only a small part of their tribe. The total population of their tribe is at least tens of thousands.¡±
Xia Yang looked over and saw that the total number of people here was only five or six hundred. If this is a tribe, then the scale of this tribe is indeed a bit small.
What surprised Xia Yang the most was that there were no old, weak, women or children in this tribe. They all looked to be strong men.
"Who is their leader? I think we can cooperate with them." Xia Yang said, his mind started to spin rapidly again.
Frankly speaking, Xia Yang does not lack guns and ammunition at this time, but what he lacks is high-quality soldiers.
Although he has asked Sun Qi to recruit troops on a large scale. But how much can he take? One thousand or two thousand.
With such a small number of people, if we really fight a tough battle, they will be gone in the blink of an eye.
Think about it when the Battle of Songhu was at its most intense. A reorganized division of the Chinese army went up to the battle. In just one day, more than half of the reorganized division of more than 10,000 people was killed or wounded and was withdrawn from the battlefield.
He now has three to four thousand men, which seems to be a lot, but if we really count them, they are only the strength of a brigade.
In the Battle of Xuzhou, there were hundreds of thousands of troops participating in the battle. Thousands of them were thrown in and they wouldn't even make a wave.
"Their clan leader is right there. Leader, would you like to go over and talk to him?" Hurer said, pointing to a very tall man with a white beard among the crowd in the distance.
Xia Yang nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. I'll go over and meet him now. By the way, can he speak Chinese?"
"Yes! If you ask them to speak Mongolian, not many of them can speak Mongolian, and they can speak Chinese," Hur'er said.
During the hundreds of years of ethnic integration, these people who grew up on the grasslands have gradually been assimilated by the Han people. Many of them have forgotten how to speak Mongolian.
This phenomenon is actually not an isolated case. Take the Manchus who once occupied the Central Plains and founded the Qing Dynasty as an example.
During the hundreds of years that these Manchus have lived in the Central Plains, even their emperor could no longer speak their own language or write their own handwriting.
But their Beijing accent and calligraphy are better than the other.
Even further back, for example, the Xianbei people were also completely Chineseized not long after they took over the Central Plains.
This is one of the most terrifying things about the Chinese nation. I may not be able to defeat you, but in the end, I will turn you into a person like us.
Walking up to the tribe leader, Xia Yang put one hand on his chest and gave him a simple salute.
The clan leader also noticed that Xia Yang seemed to be a high official. Even Hurer, whom he always respected, had to kneel down on one knee when he saw Xia Yang.
So while caressing his chest, he bowed slightly to Xia Yang and expressed his respect for Xia Yang.
"I am Beilun." The clan leader introduced himself, "These are my clansmen. Thank you very much for taking us in."
Xia Yang said: "Hello, my name is Xia Yang. How many clan members are here this time?"
Beilun puffed up his chest and was even taller than Xia Yang.
He touched his somewhat gray beard and said, "About 750 people. This is just a part of our tribe."
This time the snow disaster on the grassland is very seriousUnfortunately, many of their tribesmen have already died due to hunger and cold.
That¡¯s why Beilun, as the leader of the clan, would say such a thing. After all, as a clan leader, the first thing he should do is to allow his clan to survive.
Xia Yang looked at those people. There were some women and children, but there were also a lot of young and middle-aged people.
"Beilun, don't worry, I won't just watch your people struggle in hunger and cold." Xia Yang said.
When Beilun heard this, he knelt down on one knee to Xia Yang very excitedly, then touched his chest and said, "The Immortal God will definitely bless you."
Xia Yang glanced at Hu'er, motioned for him to come over, and then said in his ear: "Hu'er, take the people back to the ancient city first! In the evening, I want to have a good talk with the Beilun chief. talk."
Hu Ri'er nodded, then called his men, started to drive the horses, and walked towards the depths of Taibai Mountain.
And Beilun and his tribe were also led by Xia Yang and others towards the ancient city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty.
Xia Yang only said that he wanted to help Beilun at this time, but did not tell him why he wanted to help him.
Although Beilun looks like a rough guy, he is able to become a clan leader and has a very delicate mind. While he was on the road, he asked Xia Yang insinuatingly what the conditions were for agreeing to help them.
But Xia Yang didn¡¯t answer and always moved the topic to other places.
When they arrived at the ancient city of Mengyuan, Beilun was also quite surprised that there was such a magnificent city hidden deep in the mountains.
After bringing Beilun and the others into the Mongolian Ancient City, Xia Yang led him and his tribe to the granary of the Mongolian Ancient City without saying a word.
Opening the door of the granary, Beilun and his tribe were stunned and speechless when they saw the mountains of grain.
They are a people on horseback, and their survival depends on the raising of cattle and sheep and the abundance of water and grass. Unlike the farming civilization of the Central Plains, they took root in one place and never left.
These Mongolian tribes all live in pursuit of water and grass. They will run wherever the water and grass are abundant.
What should you do if you encounter a white disaster? The cattle and sheep were frozen to death, and they had no surplus wheat that they had saved.
"If it were in ancient times, they would have raised their scimitars, flipped on their horses, and started plundering ordinary people in the border areas of China.
But it¡¯s obviously not possible now, because the scimitars in their hands can no longer resist rifle bullets. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com