The Face Changing Warrior

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Chapter One Hundred and Nine

"What!" Roddy bounced off his chair.

Camus smiled faintly: "Unbelievable? I am also surprised, but my news is absolutely reliable. It seems that God is blessing the empire."

Roddy thought about it carefully: "Even if that Wuya is seriously injured, he won't be able to convince us to make peace with us right away?"

Camus sighed: "Speaking of that ugly tooth, I really admire this person in my heart. This person is tough and strong, cunning and changeable, and clever. According to common sense, most mountain people have simple heads. This guy, but this Wuya inherited the patriarch of the Flame Tribe at the age of twenty, and then he didn’t know what method he used. Over the years, he did not make the Flame Tribe more prosperous, and later conquered several nearby tribes. , Has become the largest tribe among the mountain tribes. I heard that this time the 19 tribes united, and many of them opposed him, but he didn't know what method he used, so that all these people were surrendered. Human nature is simple-minded, brave and ruthless, and is not so easy to convince people. But this Wuya makes all the nineteen tribes surrendered under his feet... I was also worried in my heart, if he is allowed to develop calmly and unite each other The power of the tribe...huh, I am afraid that within three years, it will be another Royantal! The mountains may become another Great Moon Kingdom!"

Roddy couldn't help saying: "Is this Wuya so powerful?"

Camus smiled faintly: "Awesome is amazing. But I don't know why, he was assassinated and almost died. Although those mountain tribes are united in his hands. But these savages can't escape the natural nature of being aggressive. At this moment. In the Flame Tribe, I heard that Wuya was seriously injured and could not be a director. The other tribes were fighting with each other and asked for the election of a new chief... Humph. Wuya was seriously injured, unable to suppress it, and could only temporarily show us weakness and want to fight with us. Negotiation."

Roddy thought for a while, and then said, "Then we will really negotiate with him? Why don't we take this opportunity to send troops into the mountains to encircle and suppress... Stabilize the situation in one fell swoop!"

Camus shook his head and smiled coldly: "Site, what you think is too simple! If I could go into the mountains to encircle and suppress, I would have led my troops into the mountains a few years ago! The mountains stretch for thousands of miles, even if you bring a hundred thousand troops in, If you can't find the enemy, you can only circle around in the mountains! The mountain people have been in the mountains for hundreds of years, and there is their world! Ten years ago, the Schill rebellion, after I put down the rebellions in various places, I also led troops into the mountains. I wanted to kill them in one fell swoop, but... Hey, I'm not afraid of your joke... My old Camus almost lost his life in the mountains!"

"Oh?" There was an expression of disbelief on Roddy's face, and he didn't expect this arrogant Camus to admit failure.

Camus glanced at Roddy coldly: "Do you know that there are nine winding roads and eighteen bends in the mountains, the roads are difficult and difficult to walk, and the narrow places can only be passed by one person, and there is an abyss next to them. Some places are densely forested and the climate is humid. Poisonous insects are raging! At night, there are still biogas and poisonous miasma, which is even more life-threatening! The mountain people are familiar with the terrain and don’t fight you head-on. They only hide in the mountains and whirl around you. Waiting for your tired truth, jump out and bite you. Then he ran away again. Humph..."

Roddy looked solemn, thought for a while, and said, "Then General Camus meant...Should we negotiate with them? What conditions did they propose?"

Camus slowly said: "They ask the empire to recognize the identity of the chieftain of the mountain tribe. The mountain is willing to claim the empire, but the mountain is the boundary! After the mountain boundary, it is the mountain territory!"

"Impossible!" Roddy immediately shook his head: "How can we decide on this kind of thing? Even if we agree, His Majesty the Emperor is not absolutely impossible to agree! Besides, you and I are only local commanders in the south and have no right to decide this! "

Camus's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "I know this naturally. So I mean, I want to talk about it, I just pretend to deal with it. That ugly tooth was stabbed, probably because other tribes in the mountain are dissatisfied with him. It’s also discord. As long as we can provoke them internal discord. Now Wuya is seriously injured, and I heard that he has only half his life left. What the mountain people fancy is force, and even if he has a strong mind, he can’t suppress his opposition. His people. We just need to take the opportunity to provoke... let them mess up for a while. Even if the worst is the case, the mountains still unite and elect the chief. As long as the chief is not a ugly tooth, there is no threat! Knowing what threats are there from a barbarian wearing fur and shooting arrows? The only thing I worry about is that Wuya, this man is brilliant and clear-headed. He is also outstanding in force. It is said to be called the number one warrior in the mountain. It is really a confidant... Others, just say what to call the vassal, take the mountain boundary as the territory... How can those mountain barbarians who don't know a big word can say it? Let him continue to lead the mountain, it is a threat to the empire Too big!"

Roddy sighed: "Fortunately, he has been assassinated now...how could he be assassinated and seriously injured just by his ability? Someone from the mountain clan could assassinate him?"

Camus shook his head: "I don't know about this. No matter what, this matter is only good for us, there is no harm. I think we still have to talk about it, just find an opportunity to provoke them internally. It really doesn't work, let them give them some benefits , Let them add to the chaos. As long as Wuya collapses, the mobs of mountains, my old Camus will not be taken care of!"

Roddy thought for a while and couldn't help saying: "This method cannot be said to be bad, but it is only a temporary solution, not the root cause! Even if Wuya collapses, these mountains will be in chaos for a few years, if there is a second Wuya, third A Wuya... will still be messy."

Camus took a deep look at Roddy, with a complex expression on his face. He didn't say a word, thought for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and smiled: "You come with me!"

After speaking, he took Roddy's hand and strode towards the outside of the Governor's Mansion.

Standing at the gate of the Governor’s Mansion, Camus pointed to the pedestrians on the street. Although the city was not affected by the chaos last night, although under martial law, the number of pedestrians was much less than usual, but Ziye City is after all The largest city in the south, there are still many pedestrians on the road.

"Did you see these people?" Camus's tone seemed a little deep: "Some of these people are from the empire, some are from the mountain tribe, and some are from the empire and the mountain tribe."

"Yeah." A trace of puzzlement flashed in Roddy's eyes.

Camus slowly said: "Before I was thirty, I only knew that the sword was the best weapon to face the enemy! But when I came to the south, I gradually understood a lot of things I didn't understand before."

Roddy was silent, looked at Camus, and waited for him to speak.

Camus sighed and said: "Mountain people are brave and fierce, and there is a brave nature in their natural blood. If you want to conquer them, you can't use a sword! Can you kill? How much can you kill? The mountain people have Millions, are they all killed? That is absolutely impossible. Even if you conquer them for a while with a powerful force, they will still rebel. A few hundred years ago, Abbas the Great conquered the south and took the mountain people from I rushed to the mountains from the plains. At that time, the population of the mountain people was less than 200,000. But after a few decades, they still rioted. The southeast always rioted again and again, sending troops to annihilate it again and again. Say that the empire is a giant, then the mountain is like a flea on a giant, jumping out from time to time, making a few noises, waiting for you to fight over, and running without a trace!"

"Therefore, when dealing with mountain problems, you must not treat the Northwest problem in the same way. Mountain people will not surrender, but they can assimilate them! Look at these people on the street. Over the years, the local mountain people have gradually become more and more imperial. The fusion is gradually indistinguishable. Except for the slightly different looks, the living habits of dressing and dressing are almost the same. For this kind of people, the more you kill them, the more they will not surrender. When they become stronger, just I will fight you with hatred again!"

"You're welcome, Set! In the era of Abbas the Great, how many people did your ancestor Tulip Duke killed in the northwest? The Northwest grassland aliens were massacred and slaughtered by your ancestors with iron and blood, and blood flowed on the grasslands. ...But what is the result? They hide on the grassland, cultivate and live with hatred, and absolutely do not have any contact with the empire. The grassland people are the grassland people, and the empire people are the empire people! Once they gather their strength... Now you can see the situation in the Northwest."

"But the mountains are different. Although they have been conquered by us for a while, they will also intermarry and merge with the empire. For more than a hundred years, the true purebred mountain people in their bones have been the only tribes in the mountains. Basically everything left on the plain has been assimilated."

"Ten years ago, when I suppressed riots, I didn't kill too many people. Because I knew that the more people I killed, the less useful it was. The deeper the hatred between the two nations, the less it could be resolved! The only solution For the southern problem, you can only wait slowly! Waiting for the people from the mountains to merge with the people from the empire, so that these mountain people can truly melt into the empire! Let these mountain people become the people of the empire!"

Roddy's heart suddenly became clear when he heard Camus' eyes, his eyes were full of surprise: "General Camus, I didn't expect you to think so far...just...according to what you said, how many years will it take to solve the mountain problem? What?"

Camus smiled faintly: "I don't know. Maybe one generation, maybe two generations... I've been working here for ten years. But the governors sent by the empire... hum... They are just like mountain people. Barbarians, fear and hate them. As I try to appease here, they are desperately hostile... alas..."

Roddy was silent for a long time, and slowly said: "The swordsman can only stop the chaos for a while, but it can't be the chaos of the whole life. General Camus, I already understand what you mean."

Camus said indifferently: "After a hundred years, there will be no more distinctions between mountain people and empires, then the South can truly settle down!"

Roddy moved in his heart and suddenly said, "What about Northwest? Can Northwest also use this method to solve it?"

Camus shook his head and sneered: "The mountain people are different from the foreign races on the northwestern prairie. The prairie people are inherently aggressive! They believe in wolves! They are a people who have been riding on horseback since they were young, once they become stronger , It will inevitably expand everywhere! But mountains are different. Although mountain people are brave and fierce, they are not so aggressive in their bones! They are like bears in the mountains! Although fierce, as long as they are given a piece of their own territory, they will not Keep walking outside! They live on the mountain, and they linger on the mountain, all they want is their own territory!"

After a pause, Camus said again: "Besides, now that they have established a nation and fight against the empire, this method of assimilation is no longer possible. But if you want to re-use force to conquer the grassland like in the era of Abbasid... …Hmph...according to the current national strength of the empire..."

Having said that, Camus's voice stopped and did not continue. Both of them felt sad.

After a long time, Camus suddenly sneered: "I said too much, but I almost forgot about the business." He thought about it, and said, "Is this negotiation? We still have to go. But the problem now is, Who did you let go?" At this point, Camus looked at Roddy intentionally or unintentionally.

Roddy's heart was clear: In the south, the highest status person is himself, Camus, and the governor. Negotiations with the mountains, people with low status are mostly no use, nor show sincerity. But Camus is absolutely not allowed to go, after all, he wants to command the Southern Army, which is indeed a deterrent to the mountain force. The governor is a hastily, and he can only do bad things if he goes. After thinking about it, I can only go by myself.

Thinking of this, Roddy smiled bitterly: "General Camus, I understand. It seems that I had to go into the mountains and walk away."

Camus looked serious and said with a stern face: "I want to tell you that this trip may be dangerous! After all, those mountain people will revolt soon, if they turn their faces... in the vast mountains, you are saying that you are a life of nine deaths!"

Roddy made a sudden heart, and then smiled slowly: "I am the Duke of Tulip, is this life? I must not be lost in the mountains so easily. I also want to go to the fang you said for a while, I want to see what's so peculiar about the person so admired by General Camus... Humph, you said he is another Rayantal... Last time I went to the northwest, I didn't see Rayantal, this time I came to the south You can’t miss this opportunity."

Camus took a deep look at Roddy and slowly said: "Okay! But you have to be careful. Wuya is known as the mountain's number one warrior, and he has been assassinated for a few deaths. The force that assassinated him is probably not that easy to deal with... …"

After a pause, Camus sighed, and slowly said: "Site, I saw you when you were young. To be honest, I heard what you did in the empire over the years and thought that the Tulip family would be over in your generation. After thinking of seeing you...huh..."

He looked at Roddy meaningfully and said slowly: "Without losing the true colors of your family!"-

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