Prince Xiangli is one of the many sons of King Xiqiang, and he is the eldest son, although he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his strong body is not much worse than that of ordinary Qianghu warriors.
This son of the king of Xiqiang not only beat the jackal, but also single-handedly killed a tiger, which was very valued by the king of Xiqiang.
In the same way, in the tribe, those warriors of all tribes are also very respectful to Prince Xiangli.
On the grassland, force has always been revered.
That's why when Prince Aizato said this, many tribal samurai stood up and responded to Prince Aizato.
"My king, the cattle and sheep in the fence are dying, there is no milk of the ewes, how can we grassland cubs grow up without the meat of the ewes, how can our people survive My king, the Han people, they live in the most fertile land, there are countless cattle and sheep in their hands, countless grains in their hands, countless treasures, and more white and tender Han women, my king, before the snow stops, I also ask my king to gather tribal warriors, and when the snow stops, go to the Han people, grab money, grab grain, and rob women" The passionate speech made many tribal warriors slap their chests with their fists and shout whirring.
Many people even started to heckle on the side.
Everyone fixed their eyes on King Xiqiang.
No matter how fierce the people below are, there is no doubt about it, and the person who can decide this matter is none other than King Xiqiang.
The king of all the tribes of the Qianghu The king of Xiqiang coughed, and just by coughing like this, the bravest warriors of the steppe shut their mouths, and one by one they retreated and sat back in their places.
After everyone had returned to their thrones, King Xiqiang turned his gaze to the old man sitting on his left.
The old man was dressed in a black robe and held a long walking stick, which was inlaid with ores or precious stones, so that people could know at a glance that this walking stick was not ordinary.
And this old man is the high priest of Qianghu.
It is the bond between the Qiang tribe and the Immortal Heaven, and it is also the person that the King of Xiqiang has to respect.
"High priest, I don't know how Changshengtian replied to this matter."
The high priest was obviously very old, skinny, and felt that there was not a piece of extra flesh on his body except for his skin.
But his eyes were bright and tight.
"King Qiqi, Changshengtian instructs that this heavy snow is the punishment of those Han people."
The so-called punishment was the invasion of the Han Chinese.
"Since this is the will of the Immortal Heaven, how can this king refuse" King Xiqiang seemed to speak with emotion, and immediately won the cheers of the warriors on the field.
They really lack the wine of the Han people and the women of the Han people.
Only war, only war can bring these things to itself.
The silk of the Han people, the utensils of the Han people, and the women of the Han people will not fall out of thin air.
But in such a situation, a big man in animal skins decorated with countless bones and gems stood up.
He looked a little pot-bellied, but no one dared to disrespect him with his ornament alone.
He is the great patriarch of the Qianghu tribe, and he is the second only person to the king of Xiqiang, the high priest.
"Great King, Changshengtian just said that this is a punishment for the Han people, but he didn't say that we are going to attack the Han people."
When the great patriarch spoke, King Xiqiang's face suddenly became gloomy, and the high priest seemed to be asleep and motionless after saying the above sentence.
The surrounding clan warriors looked at the great patriarch with some hatred, but even if they hated, they didn't dare to speak.
The great patriarch is not only a title, but also represents his status in the clan and the power in the clan.
If you offend the great patriarch, even if you are a tribal warrior, the end is definitely not good.
On the field, only a few people were able to confront the Great Patriarch.
One is the king of Xiqiang, the other is the high priest, and the other is the princes.
At this time, the king of Xiqiang sat back in his place, obviously not wanting to argue with the king of Xiqiang in person, and the high priest seemed to be asleep, let alone argue with the great patriarch.
So only the prince could argue with the patriarch.
Prince Aisato stepped forward.
He knew that only he could stand up at this time, and as for his stupid younger brother, that is, the second prince, he was a coward, and he was on the side of the great patriarch, and he was so frightened by the Han people that he didn't even have the courage to do so.
Although he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, Prince Xiangli's body is no smaller than that of the great patriarch.
When he stood up, the great patriarch also had to face the prince in the face.
"Respected patriarch, are you scared by the Han If you are scared by the Han people, you should give up your position to other warriors, and if you are still a warrior, you should not say what you said before."
The great patriarch glanced at Prince Xiangli, and his fat face showed endless majesty.
"I am still a warrior of the tribe, a warrior of the Immortal Heaven, I used to be, and I am even more now, but young man, when you do something, you must listen to the words of your predecessors, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten."
After the Great Patriarch said this, many of the clan leaders who followed behind the Great Patriarch laughed.
And Prince Xiangli was naturally flushed.
His fists clenched, and his teeth were almost crushed by him.
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What he hates most in his life is such a person who relies on the old and sells the old, and the key is that he has nothing to say. call Prince Xiangli took a deep breath and said to the patriarch: "Patriarch, all the clansmen know about your bravery, every warrior has your shadow in their hearts, and the elders' words naturally have to be listened to, but now the situation has changed, and the previous principles cannot be rigidly followed." ” The Great Patriarch laughed and said, "How has the situation changed?"
Prince Xiangli smiled and said: "Liangzhou has long lost the Qiang Captain, Sanming, and Zhong Xuan, what else do we have to be afraid of Besides, in Liangzhou, there are many of our Qiang compatriots." ” The patriarch sneered and said: "The captain of Huqiang is gone, Sanming is also dead, Zhong Miao has also returned to the hinterland of the Han people, Liangzhou also has our compatriots, but, the captain of Huqiang is gone, the Han people can be re-established, Sanming is dead, there can be a new Sanming, Zhong Miao left, but may also come back, although there are our compatriots in Liangzhou, but they are actually no different from the Han people, have you forgotten the previous pain?"
The great patriarch took a breath and continued: "The eldest prince, you are still young, you have not experienced too many wars with the Han people, in the past hundred years, we have fought with the despicable Han people at least more than 100 times, but none of them succeeded in defeating the Han people, and in the end we all returned to Yuezhi City in disgrace, slowly licking the wounds on our bodies. ” "How many children, so there is no father, how many women, no men, how many cattle and sheep, no master immortality, and no countless warriors, such an end, is the eldest prince still not vigilant" In terms of the degree of mouth cannons, the ten themselves are not necessarily the opponents of the great patriarch, and Prince Xiangli obviously knows this.
His face flushed, but he didn't know how to refute it.
In the end, he could only spit out one sentence.
"If we don't get food from the Han people, you say, how can our people survive?"
"To the east, to the west, to the north, isn't there a vast grassland," said the patriarch to Prince Xiangli in a tone of hatred that iron does not become steel.
"You mean that you want us to fight with our people and against the Xianbei royal court" "Compared with the Han people, the Xianbei royal court has a lot to deal with, at least they don't have as many thoughts as the Han people."
"Coward, you are a coward" Prince Sori rushed forward, looking like he was going to greet the patriarch in the face with a fist the size of a casserole.
And behind the great patriarch, there were many clan leaders and clan warriors who rushed up and blocked in front of the great patriarch.
It is difficult for the prince to move forward.
King Xiqiang looked at the situation in the big tent, his eyebrows raised, but a smile appeared on his gloomy face.
"In the phase, you must not be rude" Hearing King Xiqiang's words, Prince Xiangli hurriedly retreated down the steps.
At this time, the king of Xiqiang also had to show his thoughts to the entire clan
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