In the blurry night, Yuwen Du walked out of the tent with a smell of blood all over his body, holding a few heads in his hand, including Qian Man's son and his woman.

Around him was a famous Xianbei tribe. At this moment, no one dared to say a word when he looked at this young man who was walking out of the dark hell under the moonlight.

"Shanyu Qianman died at the hands of the despicable Han people." Yuwendu gently blew the phoenix wings with a bit of a strange color under the moonlight. A vertical mark on his eyebrows seemed to have a bit of a strangeness. The words he spoke out in his indifferent voice made people feel a sense of coldness from the bottom of his heart.

"After Shanyu died, according to the Han people, his wife should be buried with him."

Everyone felt a little cold-hearted. They didn't know if the Han people had this statement, but they were Xianbei people, so why should they follow the rules of the Han people?

"I will avenge his revenge, and I should do his position." Yuwendu turned his head and his eyes fell on the tribe's adults: "Or, you can choose to refute, defeat me, and be a Chanyu, and I will be loyal to him."

If we were to say this, everyone would be very happy. Yuwen Tuo was powerful, but his son was only eleven or twelve years old. How powerful could he be? But at this moment, after seeing Yuwen tear up two Xianbei generals with great reputation, no one dared to say a word. On the grassland, the strong always have absolute say.

"I wonder when Yuwen... Shanyu will avenge Qianman Shanyu?" A tribal master looked at Yuwendu with some reluctance, and handed over the rights in his hand, and he was unwilling to accept it.

"After taking over your tribe!" A stern smile appeared on Yuwen Du's tender face. After the words came, dozens of warriors from the Yuwen tribe suddenly appeared from all sides. Amid the roars of a group of tribes, they all started to scatter. In just a moment, more than a dozen tribes of all sizes fell into a pool of blood, and the blood and energy that filled the surroundings became a little thicker.

"Lu Bu?" Yu Wendu looked coldly into the distance with the phoenix wings in my hand. His father's appearance before his death was like a spell, constantly biting his heart.

"The patriarch, you have all killed it." Several Xianbei warriors with strong evil spirits walked in from outside the camp and bowed to Yuwendu.

"Quickly integrate the various divisions. From today on, Jin Lianchuan is from my Yuwen tribe." Yuwendu said coldly: "Also, from today on, call me Shanyu."

"Yes, Shanyu." Several generals from the Yuwen tribe bowed and responded quickly.

Putou no longer cares about Jin Lianchuan's affairs. Just as Yuwen used bloody means to sort out Jin Lianchuan and regain his power, Lu Bu had already bloodyly washed away more than 20 Xianbei tribes, including a small tribe of three or five hundred people, but also a large tribe of thousands. Under Lu Bu's army, the entire area west of Yinshan was like a locust crossing, and a large tribe began to migrate to Jinlianchuan and Yinshan Xianbei royal courts.

There is no way, Lu Bu killed too hard. In just a few days, the total population of the tribe that disappeared had reached 30,000.

How many populations does the Xianbei have in total? Even if the Xiongnu and Jinlianchuan population are added, the Xianbei herders north of Yinshan are only more than 200,000. If Lu Bu continues to do this, let alone the major plan discussed with Han Sui cannot be implemented, Lu Bu is on the grassland for three to five years. Not to mention the reappearance of the Xianbei Empire during the Tanshihuai period, the Xianbei west of Yinshan may be killed by Lu Bu.

Although the herdsmen from various tribes are gathered together now, this is not a long-term solution. As winter is coming, if enough forage cannot be collected, after this winter passes, many of the herdsmen gathered in Yinshan will probably starve to death. Jin Lianchuan's side is probably the same.

"What happened to Qian Man? He actually blocked Jin Lianchuan. Could it be that he would be willing to stop watching us fight Lu Bu in the death row??" Pu Tou gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Xianyu, Jin Lianchuan just sent news. Qian Man once led the crowd to attack Lu Bu, but was attacked by Lu Bu and killed in the chaos! Jin Lianchuan has now established a new Shanyu, the son of Yuwen Tuo, named Yuwendu." A Xianbei old man who looked a little literary was sitting in Putou's position and bowed slightly.

Xianbei has no text, so the message is still transmitted by word of mouth. In addition, Lu Bu has recently turned the whole grassland upside down, so the message transmission is naturally even more sluggish.

"Yuwendu? The son of Yuwentuo?" Putou frowned and said, "There is only one Shanyu in this Xianbei. Since Yuwendu wants to accept Qian Man's position, why don't he send troops to avenge Qian Man!?"

Well, this is the same as if you clearly know the harm of Lu Bu, but you refuse to send troops.

He was a little slander, but he definitely couldn't say this in the face of Putou. The old man touched his goat whisper like a Han scholar and pondered: "As Qian Man died, Yu Wen wanted to inherit his position. At this time, he might still be comforting the major tribes. In a short period of time, he would be unable to make any moves. But why didn't Shanyu ask for peace from the Han court?"

"Please seek peace?" Putou frowned. As far as he knew, Lu Bu had few soldiers and horses. If he was beaten by Lu Bu, he would be shameless.

"The reason why Lu Bu entered was probably because not long ago, our Xianbei soldiers intercepted and killed the Han caravans in large numbers. Why didn't the Shanyu accept it? Now that the Han family is divided, the court may not want to make enemies with our Xianbei people and promise to return the property." The old Xianbei man touched his goat beard and looked like a noble man.

"Return? All!?" Putou twitched violently, and the property was second to the next, but the food... I really couldn't bear to leave it. Without these things, how could those tribes gather in Wuyang and Wuyang to Yinshan like this?

"It's just a remark." The old Xianbei chuckled and said, "Then Han Sui wouldn't be able to settle for long. At that time, the court will be busy with civil strife and will not have time to take care of us. When they finish the battle, even if the court wins, it will be a tragic victory. I can't say that Hetao will be my Xianbei land at that time."

"It's reasonable!" Putou's eyes lit up when he heard this. As long as he didn't have to hand over the food, he just gave in. The Xianbei and even the powerful Huns at that time had surrendered to the Han Dynasty once or twice. He was used to it. As long as he could ask Lu Bu, the plague god, to leave, don't convince him to be soft. Even if he asked him to call Liu Xie a father, it would be fine. It was just a title.

"Not appropriate!" Just as Putou was about to make a decision, an inappropriate voice sounded, and immediately the light inside dimmed, and a burly figure stood at the door, blocking most of the light.

"Bu Dugen?" Seeing the visitor, Putou frowned slightly: "You are back, how are you doing?"

"Those tribals have agreed to send people to join the Royal Guard." Bu Dugen sat down at the beginning of Putou and said to the old man opposite: "Mr. Zheluo is here too."

"I've seen Master Bu Dugen." The old man hurriedly bowed. Bu Dugen is a Xianbei warrior. He is famous for his good shooting and has a high prestige. Half of the Xianbei royal court is supported by puntou, while the other half is supported by Bu Dugen's prestige.

"Bu Dugen, what did you mean just now?" Pu Tou looked at Bu Dugen and asked with a frown.

"It's still a little early to make peace with the Hanting now." Bu Dugen thought for a while and said, "Just as Mr. Zheluo said, Han Sui might fight with the Hanting at any time. At this time, if we can restrain Lu Bu on the grassland, then Hanting will lose some chance of winning. At this time, we should wait and see if the Hanting is weak and we put Lu Bu back, then Hanting will naturally be unwilling to do so. If both sides are evenly matched, we will drag Lu Bu on the grassland. The food we stolen is enough for us to survive this winter. A large number of tribes gather here, and Lu Bu may not dare to come."

After thinking about it, Bu Dugen said, "There is another advantage. If Lu Bu dares not come here, he will definitely go to Jin Lianchuan. If they can help us destroy Jin Lianchuan's main force, it is naturally the best. Even if they can't, as long as Jin Lianchuan will suffer heavy losses. At that time, no matter who wins and loses from Han Sui, even if they can't take Hetao, they can take the opportunity to take Jin Lianchuan."

"Then...what if Hanting defeated Han Sui?" Putou said worriedly. After all, in the inherent impression, Han Sui was still very powerful. Han Sui was just a warlord of Xiliang and could not even be unified in Xiliang. How could he fight with Han Ting?

"That's as Mr. Zheluo said, he pleaded with the Han Dynasty, admitted his mistakes, and returned all his property to them. As for the food, he could use the excuse that most of the food had been burned down, and the rest were also divided up by the herdsmen." Bu Dugen thought for a while.

"Is it necessary?" Putou was still a little distressed and unwilling to accept it. He had to vomit out what he had obtained.

"It's very necessary." Bu Dugen said in a deep voice: "They only need to send two or three more troops like Lu Bu, which will greatly damage our Xianbei energy. Even if all these people are left here, the Han court will lose, but we cannot afford to lose."

Population is too precious for the Xianbei. This is why Putou is determined and wants to gain Hetao. With Hetao, the climate on the grassland was too harsh, the growth environment was too poor, and the population could not reproduce. Even during the most powerful period of Tanshihuai, the entire grassland was occupied by the Xianbei. In terms of land area, even larger than that of the Han Dynasty, the population was not even one-tenth of that of the other. The Southern Xiongnu were able to raise more than 100,000 tribes with a Hetao land, and could compete with the Xianbei royal court.

If the Hanting continued to adopt this shameless style of play, the Xianbei would have to choose to move north to a place with a worse climate, give up the grasslands, or compete for territory with the Xianbei in Liaodong and western Liaoning.

"This..." Putou looked at Zheluo hesitantly. This action gave Bu Dugen a little dissatisfied. They were obviously brothers, but Putou was more willing to trust outsiders and was very cautious about himself.

After Mr. Zheluo touched the goatee and thought for a while, he nodded silently, and he felt
Chapter completed!