[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

The cold winter passed, and early spring came. As soon as the weather began to warm up, the Tartar army chose to continue going south. In just five months, they captured two more prefectures.

Today's Tartars already hold the four states in their hands. In terms of area, they have already occupied one-tenth of the territory of the original Southern Dynasty.

During the short rest, Dazheng moved the belongings left on the grassland by the royal court of Qilulian to the south. Several Ketun also went south with their livestock, property and slaves. More Tartar women and children followed the khan. The action of the will moved from the grasslands close to the original frontier of the Southern Dynasties to the Central Plains.

Sudden changes in the environment will definitely make people uncomfortable. Even nomads who are used to wandering can hardly adapt to a complete reversal of lifestyle.

The land utilization rate in the Southern Dynasties was much higher than that of the grasslands, and those groups of livestock would not be able to rely on grazing to feed them, and there was not much open space for people to ride horses. A living model that is more suitable for farming.

Since the environment is unsatisfactory, improving the environment has naturally become the demand of most people, and soon some people put forward constructive suggestions-kill all the southerners, destroy the towns, transform the Central Plains into a grassland, and let's continue grazing the land.

Miao Xuan: ...

Miao Xuan was drinking milk tea when he heard the news, and he almost choked. For a while, he even suspected that the suggester was a spy sent by the Westerners.

The milk tea in his hand suddenly tasted bad, so Miao Xuan immediately went to find Darigachi, just in time for the debate.

Surprisingly, the person who made the suggestion was not a "other" related to a foreign race, but a little brother Daiqin who was born and raised in the grassland. After the death of his father, he joined the Qilu Company, and after ten years of fighting and working hard, he finally became a very important Nayan, and he had a very good relationship with Alatan.

"...Why is it not feasible? Southerners become weak because they are locked up in these small houses. They seldom eat meat and don't race horses. How can there be such a way of life in this world!"

Dai Qin plausibly said: "Honorable Khan, we cannot let future generations become soft-footed sheep like southerners. Even children know that restricted saplings cannot grow taller, and small houses cannot cultivate warriors. The southerners are our slaves, how can slaves embezzle the rations of livestock?"

What's even more amazing is that there were many people who thought it was a good idea to do so. As Dai Qin's words fell, there was a burst of echo in the hall.

Small system: [Wow, the logic is self-consistent. 】

Miao Xuan was also amazed when he heard it, and felt that his sanity had dropped a lot, so he couldn't help but communicate with the small system in his head: I didn't realize he was such a person before?

The little system tut-tsk: [No, since he challenged you, I thought he was a fool. 】

Darigachi didn't comment on a certain system's decision to appoint Xiaoer as a fool. He sat on the chair and nodded thoughtfully: "Then what about the others, do you have any objections?"

Of course there was opposition, and Huo Yuhuai went straight away. Half a year after surrendering, he had become the best of the surrendered subjects, and he was highly valued by Darigachi. With friendship, and he did not form a party, firmly suppressed the heads of other southern surrenders, people have to feel that he is outstanding.

"I don't agree with such a reckless approach, but I didn't say this because of my southern origin." Although Huo Yuhuai said rebuttals, Huo Yuhuai's attitude was very gentle, "I came to Khan's tent. Now, it is for the sake of glory and wealth and a name in history, so I will not agree with anything that will harm the interests of the Tartars."

"People are a resource that is more difficult to raise than livestock, and slaves are property. The farming in the Southern Dynasty was enough to feed a huge population. Only with these people can the Southern Dynasty collect a large amount of taxes. This is a stable income. The Tartars raised and grazed Isn’t livestock also for food and money? Letting the southerners farm will definitely bring more profits.”

Daiqin's level of education did not allow him to refute with reason, so he had to continue to pick another point: "No matter how nice the words are, you are just a southerner. You have long been raised as a soft-footed sheep, you know What is a warrior!"

Huo Yuhuai didn't answer directly, but instead asked: "I really admire the bravery of the Tartars, but how powerful can they be if they don't have enough food, wine and meat, and don't have good horses and swords? There will always be more and more people. How can you support an army with land slaves and money?"

Dai Qin: ...

Dai Qin: "You are a cunning southerner! You just have bad intentions!"

Miao Xuan, who was outside the curtain, covered his face.

Facing Daiqin's incompetence and fury, Huo Yuhuai still had the same smile: "Daiqin's face, I have abandoned my former identity. Now, I am Khan's vassal."

Daiqin probably wanted to move the knife, but this was in front of Khan, he suppressed his killing intent, and could only back away aggrieved——

"Surrender, you can only prove that you are willing to kneel to the Tartars."

Alatan looked down at Huo Yuhuai, this time he also sat under Khan, and sneered: "As for what you said, no one can guarantee that it is true, in my opinion, you just want to keep those southerners He even wants to persuade us to give these defeated people a status above slaves?"

"As far as I know, you come from a distinguished southern family, and when you were an official in the southern court, you were a very clear main fighter."

There was a moment of silence in the hall. Regardless of whether you support or oppose Daiqin's proposal, this is the discussion of the Tartars as the rulers. If they mix an impure foreigner into their decision-making...

"Because joining the main battle faction can bring me more benefits. I am a civil servant, and it is easier to win the support of generals only in the main battle." Huo Yuhuai explained respectfully. I got what I wanted, but later found that it was almost a muddy quagmire, and the emperor of the Southern Dynasty cut off my way to ascend, so I came to Khan's tent, willing to do my best..."

"As for my family, don't worry, my family has been wiped out by the emperor of the Southerners, and that happened just ten days ago."

There was a moment of silence in the hall. This is indeed a credible answer, and Huo Yuhuai has shown his mercenaryism and ambition unabashedly. No wonder he immediately fell in love with Darigachi.

——The soft southern court could not tame such a vicious wolf dog, but the Tartar court could.

Alatan raised his eyebrows, leaned back in his chair relaxedly, and accepted the bloody explanation.

So far, no one has raised any objections. Even if the debate is temporarily suspended this time, Dari Gachi has also got the answer he wants to hear, and he laughed: "What do you think?"

Khan looked at his sons. Of course, Alatan had nothing to say. Bagen had already expressed his attitude secretly. At this time, facing his brother's unkind eyes, he pretended to say: "That's it, it's the same as treating Semuren." Treat the southerners the same - they are all foreigners anyway, just need to give more preferential treatment to the loyal servants."

Chao Luomen crossed his fingers and placed them flat in front of him. This was a listening posture, but his opinion was quite clear: "I object, Father Khan. The southerners can't be killed. It's okay to keep them. We It just needs to be done faster to keep these people where they belong."

Darigachi nodded, and finally looked at his youngest child——objectively speaking, Darigachi is a master who loves Duan Shui very much. Whether it is his wife or children, he can basically treat him well. Fair enough, but it's hard to be completely non-partisan as a parent.

Maybe Dargachi himself didn't notice, but he has already shown a clear preference. Among the sons with the right to inherit, he likes Alatan the most, and the one he is most distant from is Gerilatu.

Facing his father's questioning eyes, Geriletu replied with a casual smile: "Although it is very attractive to turn the Central Plains into a pasture, I still oppose it. It is not necessary to kill all those southerners. There is no need to destroy it, just as different pastures have different characteristics, the Central Plains also has the rules of the Central Plains, since the southerners are used to here, then they are the best slaves..."

"However, appropriate massacres are very necessary. The current southerners seem to have not learned to be afraid."

The three princes stated that this was convincing enough, and it was only a matter of a final decision. Darigachi looked back and met the eyes of the representative sent by the priest...

Darigachi: Changshengtian, why are you!Where's my good brother—ah, he's recuperating!

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No matter what kind of large-scale meeting it is, the priest will definitely be present, and there will be a leader among them, Wuyun Yada before, and Huo Erlanle after that, but Huo Erlanle is still recovering from illness, so this position is based on seniority Sarina Yada was filled in order.

And since the siege of Budweiser City and the mass death of priests, Sarina Yada hated the southerners to the bone, and this old lady was also a traditional person, so it was easy to guess what answer she would have.

Sarina Yada's face was gloomy, and she sneered sinisterly——

"I object."

The curtain outside the door was lifted, and Miao Xuan walked in: "Only tolerance can make the conquest smoother, and only kindness can make the rule more stable. Khan, the purpose of our going south is to let the tribe have a better life."

"Big Boja!", "Hoelan Leboja!" The Tartars in the hall stood up one after another, saluting according to their identities. Several elder nephews also greeted each other as "teacher" and "little uncle". The originally condensed atmosphere It was broken all at once, until Miao Xuan took his place.

Darigachi smiled happily: "I thought you wouldn't come, how is your health recently?"

Miao Xuan coughed twice: "This is a major event that is closely related to the fate of our family. It is impossible for me not to come... We serve the Changshengtian with our souls. We must treat decisions more carefully and try not to be interfered by selfishness."

Sarina Yada was stunned. After a while, she sighed softly, lowered her head, and sat back in her original position.

Darigachi hummed happily in his heart. This Khan is a man with a long-term vision. Of course he understands what religion means. Although he is also a child of Changshengtian, he also wants to centralize imperial power like the southern emperor. As long as the leader of the priests is still Huo Erlanle, the priests will favor the royal court - Huo Erlanle is a person who has almost no selfishness and material desires, but because of blood and responsibility, he will instinctively support the Lulian royal court.

"Daiqin, your idea is very good, but you are still too naive." Darigachi waved his hand, "Come here today, Chaoluomen, you continue to complete the law you said, Bagen Don't fight with your wife, Alatan, come with me—everyone, after this month's rest is over, we will continue our journey south."

*

After the meeting was over, Miao Xuan walked back. The weather was gradually getting hotter, and the Tartars' southward journey would also be subjected to a new test.

No matter how big the problem was in the upper echelon of the Southern Dynasty, it was a regime with a complete production chain, and it was very stable in terms of military strength and supply, which was completely different from the way the Tartars used war to support war.

Unless the Southern Dynasty is completely destroyed, the Tartars will not change this mode of warfare...

Miao Xuan looked up at the scorching sun in the sky. It was obviously the hottest noon, but his body was still chilling intermittently, which showed that this time the root was really hurt.

But how to put it, it seems worthwhile to use half a pipe of blood to exchange for the position of a high priest.

An abnormality appeared on the mini-map, and Miao Xuan stopped in his tracks. Sure enough, footsteps sounded behind him soon.

"Master Priest" came to stand still, and thanked respectfully, "Thank you for your help today."

Miao Xuan turned around and met Huo Yuhuai who was following closely: "No, I will deny that Dai Qin's proposal has nothing to do with you, just because I think it should be done."

Unlike the other southerners, this second target is quite different from the original one. His skin is completely tanned, and he has completely abandoned his toga and wide sleeves. He looks more like a Tartar than Miao Xuan. No wonder There will be good popularity.

To be honest, when Miao Xuan first met Huo Yuhuai, his mood was quite complicated. He has always been a standard red in the mini-map, belonging to a completely hostile camp, and there has been no change in the past few months.

The small system was very upset looking at this red dot: [Target [-] has been in a hostile state since he surrendered. I think this kid is probably a false surrender. 】

It's not impossible...

Just as Miao Xuan wanted to sigh, he saw that the red dot on the mini-map turned green for a second, and then turned red again after three seconds... This process showed a fairly regular change, which was faster than the traffic lights.

Miao Xuan:? ? ?

Miao Xuan was stunned, he had only experienced this kind of weird situation once, the last time it was his half-brother in another interstellar world - the kind that could kill him.

But the problem is that before today, Huo Yuhuai's dots were all standard red. Could this change be because of what he said today?

Among the red, green and green, Huo Yuhuai maintained a cordial and friendly smile: "Master Priest is really the Tatar who knows the southerners best I have ever met."

Miao Xuan: ...

So this target [-] doesn't know that he has been recognized by "Master Priest", so what is he going to do after catching up?It can't just be a simple thank you.

Moreover, Huo Yuhuai's blue bar is very objective. Although Miao Xuan doesn't know what his grace is, it must be a very powerful auxiliary ability.

"I heard that the high priest is proficient in many languages, which is really amazing and knowledgeable." Huo Yuhuai's face showed admiration just right, "Among all the Tartars, the most amazing person is Khan, but the one I admire the most is High Priest, I have never seen someone as knowledgeable and powerful as you..."

Huo Yuhuai's compliment was sincere and natural, and Miao Xuan almost thought that he was just here to flatter the camp. Just before Miao Xuan could bear it no longer, Huo Yuhuai's smile stopped, and for a moment, a certain real and painful emotion came from His eyes leaked.

But soon, Huo Yuhuai immediately made amends, he lowered his eyes, and became the perfect scribe again: "What I admire most is your great military exploits and firm will - you 'first boarded' Budweiser In the city, the princess who killed the southerners, people in the world are always bound by the so-called 'blood relationship', but you gave up that kind of weak thing."

Miao Xuan: ...

By now, Miao Xuan had already figured out everything that happened on the watchtower, whether it was the abnormal behavior of the old woman or that translucent ghost...

Not to mention how desperate the national hatred and family hatred in this world are, just the projection of "mother" appeared in two consecutive worlds, which is enough to make people uncomfortable.

As an intruder camp, Miao Xuan has no killing intent towards the second target, and he doesn't even want to investigate whether Huo Yuhuai pretended to surrender, but this does not mean that he can accept this level of temptation.

"I don't care where you got the news about my life experience." Miao Xuan looked at Huo Yuhuai firmly, "But since I am a Tartar and I was raised by grasslands and snow-capped mountains, then I will not betray me."

Huo Yuhuai's smile became even more perfect: "Yes, being able to come here and worship under Khan's account is the most correct decision I made."

No, that's not what I mean...

Miao Xuan sighed helplessly: "I have always believed that only the integration of the nationalities can allow the Tartars to rule the land outside the grassland for a long time, and only integration can bring a more stable foundation. massacre, and I don't think the Tartars are supreme."

He looked at Huo Yuhuai: "You are a smart person, I think you can understand what I mean... The general trend cannot be violated, you have paid a huge price to get this far, if I were you, I would choose lightly to protect the people. "

Huo Yuhuai shrank his pupils and instinctively avoided looking away, but Miao Xuan took a step forward and held down his wandering gaze: "However, it is proud to bring powerful violence and supreme deterrence to the grassland people, and the blood of gold and silver has never allowed Without strong promotion and promotion, without hundreds of years of hard work, it is almost impossible to achieve national integration."

"Huo Yuhuai, even though you have surrendered, you are still like me, with a natural mark on you. You have gained a great advantage by relying on your talent, but no matter what you want to do next... please think twice .”

Huo Yuhuai finally couldn't bear it anymore, he met Miao Xuan's eyes: "You know—"

"Little uncle, so you are here."

A laugh came from behind, and Geriletu arrived on his horse at some unknown time, and he lightly reined in: "I've been looking for you for a long time."

It seems that Geriletu can be encountered in every similar situation...

Miao Xuan took a step back: "I plan to go back directly, what can you do for me?"

"That's right, I'll see my uncle." Geriletu got off his horse, ignored Huo Yuhuai who was saluting him, and went straight to Miao Xuan, "Sit on my horse, I'll lead the horse for my uncle."

Miao Xuan laughed: "That's unnecessary, I can go back directly from the shadow..."

"But the shadow is very cold, right?" Geriletu retorted immediately, and he suggested seriously, "Every time my little uncle enters the shadow, his body temperature will become very low, which is not good for the body, let alone you are now To recuperate, it’s better to bask in the sun more.”

Miao Xuan did not expect that the elder nephew would notice this. Indeed, every time he dived into the shadows, it was as if he was swimming in icy water. He didn't feel that much before, but now it is a bit difficult.

"If my little uncle doesn't want me to lead a horse, then ride with me. I believe my skills are still very good." Geriletu immediately sent another invitation, even reminiscing about the past, "Speaking of... the last time I was a child when I shared the ride, and it has been more than ten years now.”

Miao Xuan didn't refuse any more. To the Tatars, sharing a horse is really not a big deal. Only leading a horse carries a clear sense of dignity, unless it is parents helping young girls, young and strong helping elderly elders.

Miao Xuan nodded goodbye to Huo Yuhuai, and then got on the horse, while Geriletu didn't pay attention to the surrender from the beginning to the end, he sat directly behind Miao Xuan, stretched his hand around him and pulled the reins.

Geriletu's horse is also a good horse. It is a descendant of the horse kings of Dari Gachi. It accelerated suddenly as soon as it started, and immediately made Miao Xuan enjoy the supreme push back feeling.

Miao Xuan fell firmly on the elder nephew's chest, and he could feel his scorching body temperature through his single clothes. Maybe it was because the grace belonged to the day, Geriletu's body temperature was higher than ordinary people, but The personality is the opposite. Compared with the violent temper of Alatan, Griletu gives people a more peaceful feeling.

"...I'm already so much taller than the teacher." A low laugh sounded behind Miao Xuan, and Geriletu's breath directly brushed against his ears.

In fact, it’s not just that he’s a head taller. A young man who has just grown up has broad shoulders and a thick back. His sun disc can’t be used as a weapon directly like a shadow, so he’s used to carrying all kinds of heavy cold weapons. Maybe it’s because of this, Gerylatu The arms alone are thicker than Miao Xuan's.

Miao Xuan has long been used to it, and he is more concerned about what happened just now: "I—"

"Please don't explain to me."

Geriletu blocked Miao Xuan's mouth with just one sentence, and he even made the horse speed up a little: "I know what kind of person my little uncle is, even if he is a foreigner, he will feel pity for him, let alone someone who is related by blood. What about the foreigners?"

Miao Xuan knew that he had heard a lot. The child's five senses were always keen. He asked, "So, do you think my thoughts are a betrayal of the tribe?"

"How could it be?" Geriletu denied it of course, "The grassland has the vastness to accept all things, and the tribe must also have the tolerance to support the tribe. Wuyun Yada said that 'the wolf is the master of the grassland, and the white deer is the soul of the snow mountain. ’, I’m very glad that there are people like Little Uncle in Qilulian...

"I understand what my little uncle is thinking. Only pursuing the purity of blood and being self-sufficient will destroy a nation, especially in a rapidly changing environment. Only by accepting and exploring can we find a new future."

Listening to Geriletu's smiling voice, Miao Xuan couldn't help feeling relieved: "It's great that you think so too."

However, Miao Xuan, who didn't look back, didn't know that Geriletu, who was supposed to be smiling at this moment, was actually expressionless. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and looked at the road ahead indifferently.

"Little uncle only needs to do what he thinks is right, please leave the rest to me..."