"Why are we migrating?" A young man sitting on a carriage among the green grass and white clouds asked his mother.
His mother hugged him gently and said: "Because if we don't migrate, Mother Earth will be in pain. When we migrate, it will be like blood flowing, and Mother Earth will feel happy."
The young man is ignorant.
In traditional shamanic thought, heaven is the father and the earth is the mother, and the earth mother goddess must be respected.
"But why didn't we 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 into the distance.
On the vast expanse of land, cattle and sheep are scattered all over the hills, and farmland is spread all over the fields.
There are endless grasslands here.
There is a dome here that covers the surrounding fields.
There are majestic and majestic mountains here.
There is a big river that never stops flowing.
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 are beautiful water and lush grass in the east. The summer there is as cool as autumn and the winter is as warm as spring. The grain grown there is full of cellars, and the cattle and sheep are as fat as hills.
Leave Dongmugen Mountain and go east!
There are the blessings of gods, meadows with streams, crystal-white salt ponds, and lush pine forests...
A large group of horses ran by, attracting the young man's attention.
The tall horses were taken away by their fathers, uncles, and even their adult brothers. They carried swords, guns, and bows and headed west, alert to possible pursuers.
The young man also wanted to go with them. He could shoot arrows and ride horses. He thought he could fight.
It's a pity that he doesn't have a horse.
His father gave him a saddle and told him to tame his mount when he grew older.
He almost went crazy wanting a horse, so he stared intently at the herd of horses rushing past the carriage.
These are relatively short horses, with big heads and short necks, and they don't look like much. But they have thick skin and thick fur, and are very tolerant. They can endure the heat and mosquitoes in summer, and the extreme cold in winter. They are actually pretty good.
"Several, 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.
"Several" means "dog" in Xianbei language, just like "tanshihuai" means "transparent person" and "non-existent person" in Xianbei language. This may be related to Tanshihuai's illegitimate birth.
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"Can you fight?" the boy asked.
"It won't happen now," said the shaman, "and it won't even happen if we go to the east."
"What fun things are there in the east?" The young man's attention was attracted and he lay on the carriage and asked curiously.
"The lake you like to see the most." The shaman smiled gently and said, "It is transformed into the milk of the Mother Goddess of the Earth. It is the most precious gift she gave to the shepherds."
"Horses will grow very fat there. You can get one, but take care of it very carefully, as you would take care of your own eyes. It will also love you and will not let you fall in a fight, even if you are drunk.
Even if it falls, it will carefully carry you home."
"You can also decorate your saddle carefully and hang many copper bells on it. Maybe you can also choose some colorful girth straps with eighty-eight buckles on them. Your horse is too fat and the girth straps will be on it.
There are seventy-two wrinkles on his lower abdomen..."
The shaman was very eloquent, and his words made the boy's eyes sparkle, and even his mother smiled.
Children in the tribe like to listen to the old shaman telling stories.
"So, is there a Chanyu in the east?" the young man asked at the end.
The smile on the shaman's face slowly disappeared, and in the end he just sighed and said: "Shan is the most beloved descendant of the gods, but he is still young. You must respect him and obey him until he becomes a hero who can soar across the grassland.
eagle."
The young man nodded confusedly.
The thunderous sound of horse hooves came from behind again, and the shaman turned his head to look. In the wilderness in the distance, cattle, horses, and alpacas were being driven eastward by the herdsmen.
All supplies related to life or combat were collected, loaded onto the carriage, and drove forward.
At the end of June, the Dugu tribe began their great migration.
They made the final decision and left Dongmugen Mountain and headed east to Guangning.
The pursuers seemed not far away from them.
****
Outside Xialuo City in Guangning (now Zhuolu), the sky is getting dark.
Along the Sanggan River, bells ring from time to time, which are messengers conveying urgent military information.
The maids closed the courtyard door, then came to the back room and reported in a low voice: "Ketun, Zhai Shu has led his army to the north."
"Yes." Mrs. Kedun Wang responded and continued to coax her son Shi Yiqian to sleep.
Zhai Shu is the leader of Gaoche tribe, and Jin people should call him "Ding Ling".
However, he is not Beidingling, but one who migrated from further west. Perhaps he should be called Xidingling.
The ancestors of this group of people, Zhai Shu, lived in the Kingdom of Kangju in their previous life, and later moved to the Central Plains, where they farmed and herded in Zhongshan County, Jizhou.
When Shi Le attacked Jizhou, this generation surrendered because they were of the same type as Shi Le.
After the defeat of Shileye City, Zhai Shu led his troops from Zhongshan to Daijun and took refuge with Tuoba Xianbei, where he remains today.
After Liu Hezhu took control of Changshan, he also wanted to recruit people because they were of the same species, but the results had not been reached for the time being.
This time he summoned Zhai Shu to go north, but he was very unhappy and threatened to go to Liu Hezhu, but in the end it happened, which was pretty good - Wang Feng had never directly ruled this tribe, and 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's side," the maid said again.
Wang sighed quietly.
Her husband had been married to Yuwen Qiu Buqin during his lifetime, but she did not agree with it at that time. However, the reason was not that Yuwen was unreliable, but that a thirteen-year-old girl marrying a fifty-year-old man made her feel uncomfortable.
Yu Wenqiu Buqin's sons are already thirty, and there are more than one. What's the use of marrying a daughter? Is it possible that he can still give birth to a child and inherit the throne? It's just a harm to others.
Now it seems that Yu Wenqiu Buqin is not moved by the marriage at all, and is still waiting for a price, ready to grab more benefits.
"The Qi family is recruiting people everywhere. There are many noble people in the two counties——"
"Okay, you can go outside and take a rest." Wang said, waving her hand sideways.
The maid bowed and left.
Shi Yijian gradually fell asleep, and Wang changed his position and lay down on his side.
Two round balls popped out from the hem of the pajamas, with a mysterious and deep depression in the middle.
Following Wang's movements, the ball was like a wave, swaying slightly under the candlelight, as if waving to people, forcing the two balls to separate.
There was still the sound of horse hooves outside, and occasionally loud shouts were heard.
Mrs. Wang panicked slightly, and subconsciously hugged her son tightly, thinking that the inspection was almost completed and she would return to the city tomorrow. The outside world was getting more and more dangerous.
In this world, no one can be truly trusted.
Even the Baba tribe who are about to migrate here and the Dugu tribe who are migrating here cannot be completely trusted.
They can be forced to take refuge by the situation, or they can be forced by the situation to betray them and leave.
After experiencing the Shengle regicide incident, the Wang family is no longer so naive.
The night gradually deepened.
The outskirts of Xialuo were not peaceful at all. All night long there was the sound of horse hooves, bells, shouts and even the sound of a knife being unsheathed.
It wasn't until dawn that Mrs. Wang fell into a deep sleep, but was soon awakened by Shi Yijian's crying.
There were voices outside the courtyard, and it seemed that the maid was talking to someone. The implicit meaning behind the words was probably to urge Ke Dun 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 at the dressing table, where there were several official seals wrapped in silk.
Shi Yijian was already the Duke of Dai in the Jin Dynasty. Perhaps, as Su Shuyan said, only King Liang of the Jin Dynasty could save their mother and son.
The sun gradually rises.
In the afternoon, Wang's mother and son, surrounded by a large group of Wuhuan knights, returned to Xialuo City.
From this day on, only two gates, east and west, were opened in Xialuo, and each gate was open for half a day. The situation was very tense. It was the first day of July.
****
Wei Xiong and Ji Dan returned to their hometown in Daijun again.
After so many years, my hometown seems to have not changed much, except for a more tense atmosphere.
"I hope the call will come a month later..." Before returning to his home in Wubao, Wei Xiong made a special detour to look at the fields on both sides of the Qiyi River (today's Huliu River).
The millet is growing well and will be ready for harvest in another month. It would be a pity if it were destroyed by war.
This is Pingshu County, Daijun (now Guangling County).
In the 19th year of King Zhao Xiaocheng's reign, Fenmen was given to Yan, and Yi Pingshu became this place.
In the seventh year of the founding of the Han Dynasty, the founder of the Later Han Dynasty granted General Ma the title of Marquis of Pingshu, and his fiefdom was also located here.
The Qiyi River flows through here and diverts many springs to form a large swamp, which is only five miles away from the county seat.
The Wei family is a large family in Dai County and has been operating for many generations. Relying on this swamp, they opened up many fertile fields and the harvest was very high - they even planted rice for a short time.
After the Wuhuan people came, they also took a fancy to this large swamp with rich water and grass, so they grazed their cattle nearby. Over time, they began to learn to farm, and now they are farming in a decent way, with a high standard.
The Wei family and these Wuhuan people have been getting along with each other since the Later Han Dynasty, and now they are generally in peace with each other.
After entering Xianbei from Daijun, the Wei family became a high-ranking official and their status became more and more stable.
But Wei Xiong and Ji Dan thought about it again and again, and decided to leave Xianbei and return to their hometown. This was the second time they did this. At that time, Liu Kun did not listen to the advice and sent troops on his own, but was killed by Liu Yao and Shi Le.
After their defeat, they rushed back to their hometown in Daijun to avoid the limelight.
"Has Duke Wei really made up his mind?" Ji Dan followed him and asked softly.
Wei Xiong nodded and said: "Back then, when Liu Yueshi was in so much embarrassment, we could all leave Shengle and go seek refuge. Shao Xun was in such a big situation, so it was natural for him to surrender."
Ji Dan understood.
After all, if there is no way out, who would want to mess up?
The Wei family of Daijun is a famous family, the descendant of the famous Anyi Wei family, and I am still a little proud in my heart.
"That's fine." Ji Dan said: "The Dugu tribe and the Baba tribe are all moving eastward and will soon arrive at Daijun. Once they arrive, the Wang family may have some ability to protect themselves. We-"
"Our allegiance is not to the Wang family, nor to Tuoba Shiyijian, but to the Jin Dynasty." Wei Xiong glanced at him and corrected: "However, we and the Wang family in Guangning are at odds with each other, so we should help each other. Tomorrow you will
Go to Pandai County, contact various families, and collect grain and grass, war horses, and young men."
"Okay." Ji Dan agreed without hesitation.
Wei Xiong raised his head and looked to the north. A storm was coming.
I don't know why, but the situation suddenly came to this point. Dai County, which had only been at peace for a few years, was about to fall into war again.
On the third day of July, Wang Feng hurried back to Guangning.
On the 15th day of the seventh month, tens of thousands of Dugu tribes moved eastward to Daibei.
At this time, Tuoba Heli arrived at Dongmugen Mountain with civil and military officials and a large number of soldiers and herdsmen, took over the pastures and farmland abandoned by the Dugu tribe, and began to build the city.
At the end of July, when autumn was at its peak, Shiben, who had been wavering between Tuoba Yihuai and He Li for a long time, made his own choice.
On the orders of Qi's mother and son, they went south from Ruyuan. Three thousand pioneer cavalry rushed directly to Danhan Mountain and fought with Ding Ling and Zhai Shu's troops who were on guard in the north.
When the first arrow fell, everything was irreversible.
Lu Shen, the governor of Youzhou, did not dare to delay and sent the news to Pingyang as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!