Chapter 815 Unable to Reversal

Chapter 815 Unable to Reversal

Chapter 815 Irreversible
"Why do we have to migrate?" The young boy sitting in the carriage among the green grass and white clouds asked his mother.

His mother hugged him gently and said, "If we don't migrate, the Earth Mother will be very sad. When we migrate, it's like blood is flowing, and the Earth Mother will feel happy."

The boy is ignorant.

In traditional shamanism, the sky is the father and the earth is the mother, and the Mother Earth must be respected.

"But why didn't they migrate at this time last year?" the clever boy asked again.

"Because there are more jackals and they want to steal our cattle and sheep..." The mother's voice was carried into the wind and drifted away.

On the vast land, cattle and sheep cover the hills and farmlands are spread all over the fields.

There is endless grassland here.

There is a dome here that covers the entire area.

There are majestic and magnificent mountains here.

There is a big river flowing here.

The wind was blowing hard, the wild flowers were blooming, and the grass was fragrant.

The red sun rises in the east and the eagle soars in the morning glow.

The shaman said that there was beautiful water and lush grass in the east, where the summer was as cool as autumn and the winter was as warm as spring. The grain grown filled the cellars, and the cattle and sheep were as fat as hills.

Leave Dongmugen Mountain and head east!

There is the blessing of the gods, there are grasslands with streams, there are crystal clear salt ponds, there are lush pine forests...

A large group of horses ran by, attracting the boy's attention.

The tall horses were taken away by fathers, uncles, and even adult brothers. They carried swords, guns, and horse bows and headed west, being wary of possible pursuers.

The boy also wanted to go with them. He knew how to shoot arrows and ride a horse, and he thought he could fight.

It's a pity that he has no horse.

His father gave him a saddle and told him that when he grew up, he should tame his own mount.

He was desperate for a horse, and so he stared at the herd of horses running past the carriage.

These are relatively short horses with big heads and short necks, and they don't look very impressive. But they have thick skin and coarse hair, and are very hardy. They can endure the scorching heat and mosquitoes in the summer, and the extreme cold in the winter, which is actually quite good.

"Ju Ru, don't look at it. You are still young and should not go to the battlefield." The old shaman rode by on a horse and said with a smile.

"Juguo" means "dog" in Xianbei language, just like "Tan Shihuai" means "transparent person" or "non-existent person" in Xianbei language, which may be related to the fact that Tan Shihuai was born out of wedlock.

"Can you fight?" the boy asked.

"Not now," the shaman said, "and certainly not when we go east."

"What's fun in the east?" The boy was attracted and asked curiously while lying on the carriage.

"The lake you like to see the most." The shaman smiled gently and said, "It is made of the milk of the Earth Mother Goddess. It is the most precious gift she gave to the shepherds."

"Horses grow very fat there. You can get one, but take care of it as you would your own eyes. It will love you, too, and will not let you fall in a fight, and it will carry you home carefully even if you are drunk."

"You can also decorate your saddle carefully and hang many brass bells on it. Maybe you can also choose some colorful girths with eighty-eight buckles. Your horse is too fat and the girths have put seventy-two wrinkles on its belly..."

The shaman was very eloquent, and his words made the boy's eyes sparkle, and even his mother smiled.

The children in the tribe love listening to the old shaman telling stories the most.

"So, is there a Chanyu in the east?" the young man asked after hearing the last part.

The smile on the shaman's face slowly disappeared, and finally he just sighed and said: "Shan Yu is the most beloved descendant of the gods, but he is still young. You must respect him and obey him until he becomes an eagle that can soar over the grassland."

The boy nodded confusedly.

The sound of horse hooves like thunder was heard from the back. The shaman turned his head and looked. In the distant wilderness, cattle, horses and alpacas were being driven eastward by shepherds.

All supplies related to life or combat were collected, loaded onto the carriages, and driven forward.

At the end of June, the Dugu tribe began a large-scale migration.

They made the final decision to leave Dongmugen Mountain and head eastward to Guangning.

The pursuers seemed to be not far away from them.

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Outside Xialuo City (now Zhuolu) in Guangning, the sky gradually darkened.

On the banks of the Sanggan River, bells could be heard from time to time. They were messengers delivering urgent military intelligence.

The maids closed the courtyard door, then went to the inner room and reported in a low voice: "Khatun, Zhai Shu has led his army north."

"Yeah." Khatun Wang responded and continued to coax her son Shiyijian to sleep.

Zhai Shu was the leader of the Gaoche tribe, and the people of Jin should have called him "Dingling".

However, he was not from the Northern Dingling, but migrated from further west, so perhaps he should be called the Western Dingling.

The ancestors of the Zhai Shu people lived in Kangju State for generations, and later moved to the Central Plains, where they farmed and raised livestock in Zhongshan County of Jizhou.

When Shi Le captured Jizhou, these people surrendered to him because they were of the same kind as Shi Le.

After Shi Le was defeated in Yecheng, Zhai Shu led his people from Zhongshan to Dai County and took refuge with Tuoba Xianbei, where they remain today.

After Liu Hezhu settled in Changshan, he also tried to appease the rebels because they were of the same species, but no result was reached for a while.

He was very unhappy when Zhai Shu was summoned to the north, and threatened to surrender to Liu Hezhu, but he finally made the trip, which was not bad - Wang Feng had never directly ruled this tribe, it could only be regarded as a vassal force, so he was too embarrassed to mention it in front of Shao Xun.

"There's no reply from Yuwen." the maid said again.

Wang sighed softly.

When her husband was alive, she had arranged marriage with Yuwen Qiu Buqin. She did not agree at the time, but the reason was not because Yuwen was unreliable, but because she felt uncomfortable with a 13-year-old girl marrying a 50-year-old man.

Yuwenqiu Buqin has more than one son who is already thirty years old. What's the point of marrying his daughter to him? Can she give birth to a child to inherit the throne? It's just harming people. Now it seems that Yuwenqiu Buqin is not moved by the marriage at all, and is still waiting for the price to get more benefits.

"Qi Clan is recruiting people everywhere. There are many nobles in the two counties——"

"Okay, go and rest outside." Wang said, turning sideways and waving her hand.

The maid bowed and left.

Shi Yijian gradually fell asleep, and Wang changed her position and lay on her side.

The hem of the pajamas instantly stuck out into two round balls, with a mysterious deep depression in the middle of the balls.

As Wang moved, the spheres swayed slightly under the candlelight like waves, as if waving to people to separate the two balls with force.

The sound of horse hooves could still be heard outside, and occasionally loud shouts were heard.

Wang was a little panicked and subconsciously hugged her son tightly, thinking that the inspection was almost over and she would return to the city tomorrow, as it was becoming more and more dangerous outside.

In this world, no one can be truly trusted.

Even the Baba tribe that is about to migrate here and the Dugu tribe that is already migrating cannot be fully trusted.

They can come to us due to the situation, or they can betray us due to the situation.

Having experienced the regicide incident of Sheng Le, Wang is no longer so naive.

The night gradually deepened.

The outskirts of Xia Luo were not peaceful at all. The whole night was filled with the sounds of horse hooves, bells, shouts, and even swords being drawn.

It was almost dawn when Wang fell into a deep sleep, but she was soon awakened by Shi Yijian's crying.

There were voices outside the courtyard, and it seemed that the maid was talking to someone. From what she said, it seemed that they were urging the Khatun and the prince to return to the city as soon as possible, because there seemed to be some movement in the direction of Pingcheng.

prince?

Wang subconsciously looked towards the dressing table, where there were several official seals wrapped in silk cloth.

Shi Yijian has already been conferred the title of Duke of Dai by the Jin Dynasty. Perhaps, just as Su Shuyan said, only the King of Liang of the Jin Dynasty can save them, mother and son.

The sun gradually rises.

In the afternoon, Wang and her son returned to Xialuo City, surrounded by a large group of Wuhuan knights.

From that day on, only the east and west gates of Xialuo were open, and each gate was open for half a day. The situation was very tense. It was the first day of July.

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Wei Xiong and Ji Dan returned to their hometown in Dai County again.

After so many years away, my hometown seems to have not changed much, except that there is a more tense atmosphere.

"I hope the attack will come a month later..." Before returning to his own fortress, Wei Xiong took a special detour to look at the fields on both sides of the Qiyi River (now Huliu River).

The millet is growing well and can be harvested in a month. It would be a pity if it were destroyed by the war.

This is Pingshu County of Dai County (now Guangling County).

In the 19th year of King Xiaocheng of Zhao, Fenmen was given to Yan in exchange for Pingshu, which is this place.

In the seventh year of Jianwu reign of Emperor Shizu of the Later Han Dynasty, General Yangwu Ma Cheng was granted the title of Marquis of Pingshu, and his fief was also here.

The Qiyi River flows through here, controlling and directing many springs to form a large lake, which is only five miles away from the county seat.

The Wei family was a prominent family in Dai County. After generations of hard work, they relied on this marshland to open up many fertile fields with very high harvests - they even planted rice for a short period of time.

After the Wuhuan people came, they also took a fancy to this large marsh with abundant grass and water, so they grazed their cattle nearby. Over time, they began to learn how to farm, and now they are able to do it quite well.

The Wei family and the Wuhuan people had been getting along since the Later Han Dynasty, and now they were generally at peace with each other.

After Dai County was annexed by the Xianbei, the Wei family became high-ranking officials and their status became increasingly stable.

But after much deliberation, Wei Xiong and Ji Dan decided to leave the Xianbei and return to their hometown - this was the second time they did this. When Liu Kun ignored the advice and forced his troops to go out, he was defeated by Liu Yao and Shi Le. They then fled back to their hometown in Dai County to hide.

"Has Lord Wei really made up his mind?" Ji Dan followed behind him and asked softly.

Wei Xiong nodded and said, "When Liu Yueshi was in such a difficult situation, we were able to leave Shengle and seek refuge there. Shao Xun is in such a great position, it is only natural for him to join him."

Ji Dan understood.

After all, who would want to do something stupid if there was no other way out?
The Daijun Wei family is a prominent family, and they are the relatives of the famous Anyi Wei family. They are still a little proud of themselves in their hearts.

"That's good." Ji Dan said, "The Dugu and Baba tribes are all migrating eastwards and are almost reaching Dai County. Once they arrive, the Wang family may be able to protect itself. We—"

"We are not loyal to the Wang family, nor to Tuoba Shiyijian, but to the Great Jin." Wei Xiong glanced at him and corrected him, "However, we and the Guangning Wang family are in the same boat, so we should help each other. Tomorrow you will go to Dai County, contact each family, and collect food, horses, and strong men."

"Okay." Ji Dan agreed without hesitation.

Wei Xiong raised his head and looked towards the north. A storm was about to come.

For unknown reasons, the situation has suddenly come to this point. Dai County, which has enjoyed peace for only a few years, is once again plunged into war.

On the third day of July, Wang Feng hurried back to Guangning.

On July 15th, tens of thousands of people from the Baba and Dugu tribes moved eastward to Daibei.

At this time, Tuoba Heli arrived at Dongmugen Mountain with civil and military officials, a large number of soldiers and herdsmen, took over the pastures and farmlands abandoned by the Dugu tribe, and began to build a city.

At the end of July, when the weather was fine and the horses were fat, Shi Ben, who had been wavering between Tuoba Yihuai and He Li for a long time, made her choice.

Following the orders of the Qi mother and son, they marched south from Ruyuan. The vanguard of 3,000 cavalrymen rushed straight to Danhan Mountain and fought with the Dingling Zhaishu tribe who were on guard to the north.

When the first arrow fell, everything was irreversible.

Youzhou Governor Lu Shen did not dare to delay and sent the news to Pingyang as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)