After the bald barbarians seized territory in Vientiane, it didn't take long for the Han army led by Huan Wen to pursue them.
Although the Han army under Huan Wen was called the Han army, most of them were the original barbarian and other tribes in the west.
These tribes have retained quite a few backward customs, and their behavior is also very barbaric.
However, it is precisely these barbarities that really shocked the people of Wanxiang.
Facing the feud between the two families, most of the Wanxiang people quickly defected to Huan Wen's army.
Without the foundation of the people, the bald barbarians who originally planned to build a city and hold on there had to embark on the road of migration again.
"My Bald Hair tribe is of noble birth and moved here. These small barbarian countries should have eaten pots of pulp to reward the troops for their suffering."
In the big tent, a circle of curly-haired and blue-eyed Nanzhong barbarians were listening to the coach Bald-faced Han talking incessantly.
When Bald Han said this, his tone suddenly increased.
"However, these barbarians who don't know the heights of the sky are trying to resist our army. They not only kill our envoys but also rob our camel caravans. How can we let them go so easily?"
When everyone heard this, they became very excited.
Since the bald barbarians started migrating again, there have been differences between the two factions moving westward and southward. Although the land on both sides of the Guishui River is fertile, it is under the threat of the pursuit of the Han army.
It won't take more than a generation for those who have acquired the entire territory of the former Nanzhong Protectorate to completely wipe out all traces of the bald barbarians.
"But, general, doesn't King Yan's order require us to return to the army?" said a bald barbarian general.
Different from those Nanzhong barbarians who have curly hair and blue eyes, this is a bald barbarian with black eyes and tied hair.
His standard appearance is the basis for him to speak here.
"Of course, back to the army!"
Bald Han's eyes widened and he said with some dissatisfaction.
"Where did I say I won't return to the army?"
"It's just that this place is thousands of miles away from Guishan City, and winter is about to begin. If we don't prepare enough food, grass, and warm clothing, what can we do to survive the winter when we go back?"
Although Tu Fa Han continued to obey his younger brother Tu Fa Kuang's orders, they were all superficial and the real decisions he made were based on his own thoughts.
"General, the Burmese in the west have a territory of thousands of miles. The monarchs of Kushannia and Kushansha all obeyed the orders of the king of Burma to confer the title. Now we have killed the king of Kushannia. It will definitely lead to their revenge, so it’s better to make some plans.”
A Nanzhong Hu subordinate with blue eyes and brown hair suggested.
"Burmese barbarians? Can you scare me into retreating without a fight?"
Bald Han curled his lips and said nonchalantly.
Since entering Nanzhong and fighting in several battles, Tufa Han has become more and more confident in his military abilities.
Starting from the Cheshi people, to the Wanxiang people, the Hujie people, the Kangju people, the Dawan people, and now to the Kushan people, the opponents they encountered along the way were not as good as the others.
The once well-thought-out tactical planning was simply superfluous to deal with these Southern and Central Kingdoms who were fighting against the five scum.
Nowadays, these Burmese barbarians, who are famous among the local Nanzhong Hu population, in Tufa Han's opinion, are mostly just the illusion of the weak.
"Why Burma is barbaric? It's just a small country. We are a branch of the Han Dynasty. How can we be afraid of some barbarians?" Tufa Han waved his hand and said.
The battle between the bald barbarians and Huan Wen and others was not only a war battle, but also a battle over their respective origins, which never stopped.
Huan Wen and others represent the backward grassland tribes. They all have no ideals and do not care about their status.
The bald-haired barbarian was different. He was originally famous in Liaodong for his advice to farmers and to respect Confucianism, but now he has not forgotten this even though he is living thousands of miles away.
Because the Han Dynasty's centuries-old prestige still existed in the hearts of the people in Nanzhong, the bald barbarians began to show their concept of being the "other tribe" of the Han Dynasty.
They feel that their Han identity is only so obvious, and there must be others like Nanzhong Hu people in the area.
"But the Burmese king has millions of troops and a territory thousands of miles away. Once he gets angry, even the mountains and rivers will be shaken." The Nanzhong Hu man advised without giving up.
"Okay, don't be nagging!"
Bald Han waved his hand and dealt with him roughly.
Just listen to him continue.
"I learned from the people of Jibin that further south, Xia Kushan, is a fertile and prosperous land thousands of miles away, and further on, there are even more prosperous countries in Shendu."
"There are not only sufficient food and fodder, but also a splendid and prosperous city and all kinds of rare treasures."
"Such a generous reward is almost at your fingertips just by crossing the mountain pass called Kaibol. Are you really sure you want to retreat and return to Guishan City?"
Tufa Han's words immediately caused the generals in the tent to hesitate.
If we return to Guishan City, which is thousands of miles away, it may not be as easy as it is now to go south again.
In particular, they knew very well that leading parties like the Jibin people were not common.
Once they retreat, the Burmese or Kushans who come in later will re-consolidate their defenses.
"Thousands of miles of marching, such a good opportunity, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get a second time."
Bald Han glanced at everyone and then continued.
"So, I have decided to rest in this city for two days, and then continue my army southward to show you how wealthy the banks of the Shendu River are."
"If we can really plunder, then we can return to Guishan City wearing gold and silver."
Since leaving the territory of the Wanxiang people, the bald barbarians have not lived a prosperous life.
Although the South and Central countries along the way are all claimed to be wealthy, they are simply unable to sustain supplies in the face of the hundreds of thousands of people swarming in.
Many tribes had to cut down on food and clothing, so Tufa Han and others led their troops to raid grass and grain for food.
At Tufa Han's insistence, they quickly reached a decision to continue going south.
The day after the decision was made, another army of bald barbarians also came to Jicheng.
Those who came were the soldiers and horses of the Bald Tuyuhun tribe who had just captured the small capital of Kushannia, Malakanda.
Its leader was Bald Tuyan. Tuyan, who was already gray-haired, began to complain uncontrollably when he saw Bald Han.
"My dear brother, being a brother is really hard. Marakanda, a remote and remote country, dares to call itself the small capital city of Kushan."
It turned out that Tuyan led his troops to attack and plunder the northwest area of Kushan, which is known as Samarkand, known as the most prosperous city in the entire south-central world.
It was precisely because of this expectation that Tuyan led tens of thousands of troops to go there.
Unexpectedly, after conquering the city, in addition to the abundant things and goods, they were seriously lacking in food, cloth, silk and other items that they lacked most.
The final calculation was not enough for the army to consume back and forth.
Tufa Tuyan was so angry that he was unwilling to return to Guishan City, so he came towards Tufa Han and joined forces to rob the Burmese barbarians to the west.
Dongdu, Luoyang.
In the solemn Royal Ancestral Temple.
"Everything in the world is the land of the king, and on the shore of the land, is it the ministers of the king?"
Amidst the powerful and majestic chanting voices, groups of prisoners dressed in strange clothes were escorted past one after another.
A prisoner presentation ceremony imitating the Zhou rites is being held here.
The prisoners being sacrificed today are mainly the princes and nobles of the southern and central kingdoms.
Some of these small southern and middle countries were vassal states of the Central Plains Dynasty before, and some were in direct contact with them for the first time.
"Father, those people with curly hair and blue eyes must be relatives of Jiehu. They should be chopped off with a knife."
After the prisoner presentation ceremony, the crown prince Liu Zhi pulled the corner of Liu Yu's clothes and said childishly.
The surrounding civil and military officials laughed quietly when they heard this.
Except for a few sour doctors, everyone thought there was nothing wrong with this statement.
No one thought it was scary for a teenager to say this.
Because in today's Han Academy, the Jiehu people who once appeared are described as being no different from animals.
The crown prince Liu Zhi, who had received this kind of education since childhood, naturally saw the captured Nanzhong Hu people and thought they were relatives of the Jie Hu people.
"Hahaha, my son is decisive in killing, and he will definitely achieve great things in the future!"
Liu Yu smiled heartily, touched the crown prince's young shoulder, and then said again.
"However, these prisoners today are not relatives of the Jiehu people. They are just neighbors of the Jiehu people in their hometown in Nanzhong. They are not really relatives."
"If these people are counted, they should be somewhat related to our ancestors."
Upon hearing this, Crown Prince Liu Zhi immediately asked curiously.
"Father, is it true? The masters in the school said that Nanzhong is thousands of miles away, how can it be related to us?"
"You have to know that these people are now called Kushan people. They once ruled the country thousands of miles away. Their ancestors were called Da Yueshi."
"I know that the Dayue clan was a tribe that once lived in Longxi, but was later driven away by the Huns." The Crown Prince said proudly.
"Haha, yes, that's the Dayue clan."
"If that's the case, then the descendants of the Dayue clan really have some connection with us."
Crown Prince Liu Zhi suddenly thought of it again.
"But, since they were once neighbors with us, why do they look like Jiehu and not similar to us?"
"That's because it has been more than five hundred years since the Dayue clan moved away from home. After so many years of absorbing marriages, their people have long since married many local Sai people. They have been assimilated a long time ago, and there are not many ancestors of the Yueshi at all."
"Oh, so that's it! If that's the case, if Bald Fa, Huan Wen and others from Nanzhong now lead hundreds of barbarian tribes, wouldn't they also become like the Da Yueshi in a few days? It doesn’t look like it does now?” Crown Prince Liu Zhi said.
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When Liu Yu heard this from a child of several years old, he was greatly surprised and couldn't help but feel proud of his son's intelligence.
"Well said! To be able to think of this at such a young age is enough to comfort the ancestors of the Ancestral Temple."
Liu Yu was stunned.
"Today is different from the past. Let's ignore him for now. The ministries led by Huan Wen are re-establishing the foundation of the majesty of the Nanzhong Protectorate. It is inevitable to marry and mingle with the locals, but no matter how they look, But it is more important to heal people's hearts."
"Father, what does it mean to heal people's hearts?"
"To control people's hearts is to divide them into groups and treat them one at a time!"
At this time, the prisoner presentation ceremony in the Imperial Ancestral Temple has been basically completed, and all that is left are some chores that Yusi has to finish.
Several close confidants and others also followed.
As if to reiterate his philosophy of governing Nanzhong, Liu Yu began to explain it to the crown prince in detail.
"Accept, that is to use both kindness and power to let the southern and central countries know the powerful force of our Han Dynasty today and the rich civilization of the Central Plains, so that they can be driven by us with fear of power and virtue."
"As for 'governance', it means establishing our control locally, not only the control of power, but also the control of people's hearts."
The Central Plains Dynasty has made great achievements in the governance of Nanzhong since Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty established the Nanzhong Protectorate.
However, in Liu Yu's view, he made a mistake in the inertial thinking of the Central Plains dynasty.
The Chinese people in the Central Plains were really smart too early. They got rid of the shackles of religious gods and developed their secular civilization to the extreme.
When there are frequent exchanges of ideas between South and China, and all kinds of monsters and monsters have their place, it is difficult for those backward small countries in South and China to understand with rational and restrained secular thinking.
Naturally, the road to assimilation is also full of difficulties and ups and downs.
"Aren't those southern and central countries all superstitious about ghosts and gods? That is to promote the way of ghosts and gods in the local area, but they have to establish the gods in the sky. They are all inherited from the Chinese lineage, whether it is the Zoroastrianism in Taixi Feng or the pagoda in Tianzhu The teachings are all handed down by the ancestors of China, and those countries in the south and central China must believe in them again and again. We, the Central Plains China, are the most noble in the world."
Liu Yu revealed the deception tactics he had implemented in Nanzhong without any blush.
In fact, this theory was not Liu Yu’s original creation.
Historically, during the Eastern Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties, in the face of the surging spread of Buddhism, the Taoists of the Han people in the Central Plains wrote the famous "Laozi Hua Hu Jing".
The book describes the Buddhism that came from Nanzhong as the product of Lao Tzu riding an ox to the west. He wants to let Taoism overwhelm Buddhism by 10% based on his origin.
Who would have thought that in terms of bragging and spanking, the Taoist people's methods are far inferior to those of the Buddhist monks.
Under the counterattack of the Buddha Sect's public opinion, the Taoists were quickly defeated.
The entire Buddha Sect was blown up to the sky, becoming the first religion in the troubled times when the Southern and Northern Dynasties separated, and also completed the process of localization in the Central Plains.
Liu Yu knew this process, and naturally knew that no matter how outrageous the bragging was, as long as there were means and methods, it would be convincing.
Even if no one in the first generation is convinced, as long as the lie is repeated again and again, people who hear it later will often not delve into the truth or falsehood.
In this environment, if anyone can still question it.
That's great, it means that this ethnic group has broken away from the superstition of gods and begun to enter a higher secular civilization.
Since we want to play the tricks of secular civilization, no one in the entire world at this time can surpass the Chinese ancestors.
"I already understand what my father said, which is to cut off their trust history first, and then disrupt its inheritance. Then they will believe whatever we say."
Crown Prince Liu Zhi quickly revealed the key.
When Liu Yu heard this, he laughed again with satisfaction.
Although his son is young, he can always hit the key to the problem with one blow.
My own treatment methods for Nanzhong cannot be completed in one or twenty years, but will take two or three generations to complete.
