Chapter 939 Zhe Sheli Department (Part 1)
I originally thought that the Zhesheli tribe in the valley would live in yurts and move around with water and grass, just like the Jurchen herdsmen and hunters I met along the way.
But when I got closer, I found that there were yurts, but they were only a very small minority. Most of them were fixed buildings made of earth, wood, brick and stone structures.
And deeper into the valley, you can vaguely see traces of ridges.
settle down?
This place is only about a hundred miles away from Xingchengfu, an important town outside the Great Wall. Aren't they afraid...
However, the mountain road is rugged and the valley entrance is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If we really want to send troops to attack, it may not be that easy.
Moreover, seeing that the eaves of almost every household are hung with various prey, it is known that there must be a lot of archers in this tribe.
Just as he was thinking about it, Alin Qitu came up again and said with a smile: "General, I'm going to go see my father-in-law first. We won't be home until we're drunk tonight!"
As he spoke, he put his two cotton gloves together, turned around and walked away arm in arm with Ha Qinmi.
Several other prominent members of the delegation, such as the chief envoy Yesugei and the think tank Hulibo, also apologized and followed the two men.
Although he did not care much about whether Alinqitu and others left or stayed, Sun Shaozong keenly noticed that after they left, the attitude of the Jurchen tribes leading the way in front seemed to become increasingly cold, and even seemed to be somewhat hostile.
If you think about it carefully, this is actually not difficult to understand. Just last month, the imperial court fought a war with the Jurchens who came south to plunder.
Thanks to the new firearms and the proper command of the cheap big brother, the government troops gained a lot this time.
The Zhesheli tribe was originally located at the frontier of the border between the Han and the barbarians, and was also a relative of the false Jurchen king. They must have been one of the tribes that .
It is not surprising that they bear grudge against the Han people since they suffered some damage in the battle a month ago.
However, even when Alinqitu was around, the people of the Zhesheli tribe did not show much enthusiasm, so the hostility did not seem very obvious.
Therefore, the soldiers led by Feng Xin were still whispering to each other, discussing the evening banquet and whether the women in the Jurchen tribe were easy to seduce, and they did not notice anything unusual around them.
[By the way, Feng Xin was temporarily transferred here to be the escort commander for this trip because of his experience as a military attaché stationed abroad.]
However, when they arrived at the Zhesheli tribe and the accommodation arranged for everyone, Feng Xin and others could no longer laugh. They looked at the dilapidated thatched hut with anger on their faces.
Even in winter, the smell of manure still indicates its original purpose - a stable.
Tsk~
This is blatant...
It would be impossible to say that there was no consent from the tribal leader - it seems that a lot of them died in the battle a month ago, and most of them were important figures.
"What does this mean?! You barbarians, do you want to humiliate the Celestial Emissary?!"
Feng Xin held his sword at his waist, glaring at the leading Jurchens while unnoticedly moving closer to Sun Shaozong, so that if a conflict really came up, he would be ready to protect himself - to be protected by Sun Shaozong.
What he said was still quite polite, but the soldiers next to him had already spewed out countless foul language.
Even those who had not left the Jurchen delegation felt something was wrong and hurried forward to say a few words, but they did not expect that some people from the Zhesheli tribe would rush out from all directions and force them out of the circle with a covetous look in their eyes.
At this time, the leading Jurchen from Zhesheli looked around the Great Zhou delegation gloomily, and then said in stiff official language: "Han dogs, you are only fit to live here! Otherwise, get out of Zhesheli! "
After hearing this, the excited officers and soldiers fell silent, and everyone turned their eyes to Sun Shaozong.
Xu Furen, who had been peeking through the curtains, retracted his gaze and sighed silently: The loose political power of the Jurchens is a good thing for the Zhou Dynasty, but not necessarily for the diplomatic envoys.
As for the tense situation outside, he didn't care at all - because like the guards outside , he believed that Sun Shaozong would be able to handle it properly.
However, this wordless silence obviously caused the people in Zhesheli around to misunderstand something, and laughter mixed with a few curses suddenly became noisy.
Alas~
Sun Shaozong sighed helplessly. He thought he could finally take a break after such a long journey, but he didn't expect that he would have to exert so much strength again.
Amid the expectant and contemptuous gazes from those around him, Sun Shaozong walked slowly towards the stable, looked around the door for a while, and shook his head, saying, "I'm afraid we can't live here."
"snort!"
The leader of the Zheshe people immediately snorted coldly: "Han dog, do you think you can still choose? Either..."
But before he could finish his words, Sun Shaozong kicked the pillar at the northwest corner of the thatched hut. With a crisp cracking sound, the pillar, which was as thick as a thigh, broke into two pieces, and the ceiling above it also tilted, looking shaky.
"I said you can't live here, right?"
While the people in Zhesheli were still in shock, Sun Shaozong walked towards a few new tiled houses not far away - just by looking at the appearance of these tiled houses, one could tell that they must be the residences of Jurchen nobles.
Seeing that Sun Shaozong was about to reach the door, the leader of the Zheshe people reacted and hurriedly rushed over and blocked Sun Shaozong:
"Stop! This is not the place for you Han..."
He originally wanted to say that this is not a place for you Han dogs to live, but halfway through his words, he saw Sun Shaozong change direction and came to the northwest corner of the tile-roofed house.
Does this bastard still want to...
Boom~~!
Without even a hint of hesitation, Sun Shaozong lowered his shoulders, took a few steps, and slammed into the main wall of the tile-roofed house!
For a moment, the earth shook violently, and the wall was actually dented by him, and the tiles on top fell down.
Sun Shaozong took a few steps back swiftly, and when the tiles were almost all gone, he immediately kicked hard at the dent!
Boom!
Bricks and stones were flying everywhere, and dust was rising. Although the roof of the tile house did not collapse completely, the windows next to it collapsed, revealing a big hole that was three meters square!
“You can’t live here either.”
Under the dumbfounded gaze of all the people in Zheshe, Sun Shaozong shook his head again, turned around and ordered: "These Jurchens are too stupid. The houses they built are not as solid as our pig pens in the Great Zhou Dynasty. I think we should set up a few tents at the entrance of the valley today."
Feng Xin and others responded loudly, surrounded Xu Furen's carriage, and were about to return the same way.
At this time, the Zhesheli people who were surrounding them just woke up from their dream and subconsciously blocked the way in front of the delegation, but they were no longer as arrogant as before.
"@#￥!"
At this moment, a group of people came running over, shouting loudly, and the one leading them was Alin Qi Tu.
The tribe of Zhesheli was not very big, so the thunderous noise just now naturally reached their ears. This was exactly the real purpose of Sun Shaozong's decision to demolish the house with his bare hands just now.
