Han Khan

Chapter 117, where to go?

Although the Holy Religion was founded by him personally and the belief in Haotian God was also planned and established by him, at this moment, he regarded himself as an ordinary believer of the Holy Religion.

He knelt devoutly before the holy flag, bowed his head to the ground, expressing his deep reverence for his faith.

At this moment, Zhang Sheng seemed to travel through time and space and witnessed with his own eyes the figures of great figures from ancient times such as You Su, Suiren, Fuxi, Xuanyuan, Shennong, Zhou Gong and Confucius.

They worked tirelessly and struggled unceasingly for the prosperity of the Xia state and the happy life of their people.

With their selfless dedication, these saints spread wisdom everywhere, enlightened the people of China, and guided them towards civilization and progress.

They led their ancestors forward courageously, fought hard for survival, and gradually changed the face of that barbaric era.

Under their leadership, the Xia people gradually grew and became the most civilized and prosperous ethnic group among all ethnic groups.

At this moment, it seemed as if the voices of countless ancestors and saints of the Chinese nation echoed in Zhang Sheng's ears. They gave him an order: "Carry our will and move forward!"

Zhang Sheng felt a powerful force surging in his heart. He was determined to live up to the expectations of his ancestors and fulfill his mission with all his strength.

He prayed devoutly to the holy flag:
"The Most High Haotian is in heaven. You are the only God in the world. All things and human beings were created by you!"

"The spirit of Haotian is in heaven, your glorious name will last forever!
The spirits of our ancestors are in heaven, and your good names will live on forever!"

His voice resounded outside the big tent and then spread to the distance. Many Jin Han people knelt down and prayed devoutly...

"The glory of our ancestors will last forever..."

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At dawn the next day, Zhang Sheng was fully armed and left the tent with some guards including Yin Shanxiong and Yan Zhi. He patrolled the Jinhan camp in the entire lake basin for a day.

When an autumn breeze blows, the originally green grassland is quietly dyed with golden colors, as if it was painted with paint by the magical painter of nature.

The Jinshan grassland, which has entered autumn, seems like a dream world. People ride on tall war horses, stroll on the golden grass and in the clear and cold stream.

Of course, this is only relative to those who have never seen the grassland.

The grass and trees gradually turn yellow, but they still stand stubbornly on the vast land, shining with a unique light under the autumn sun.

The birch forest on the distant hillside seems to be covered with a layer of golden dress. The golden leaves sway gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, as if whispering the story of the years.

The Burgan River and the Kobdo River, which flow down the hillside, converge into Lake Uvs.

There is a big temperature difference between morning and evening. In the early morning, the grassland will be covered with a thin layer of frost, adding a bit of coolness and mystery to this land.

At noon, the warm sunshine dispelled the chill and made the grassland glow with soft light again. Then the temperature rose higher and higher, and the sunshine gradually became scorching, but due to the altitude, the grassland was not that hot.

Cattle and sheep all over the mountains are grazing in groups on the grassland under the supervision of herdsmen and sheepdogs. They are leisurely and contented, as if they are enjoying the last abundance of autumn.

The horses galloped freely on the grassland, the dust raised by their hooves flew in the sun, showing endless vitality and freedom.

The sky was as blue as a gemstone, and white clouds drifted slowly by, contrasting with the golden grassland, forming a magnificent and peaceful autumn picture. Zhang Sheng pulled the reins and stopped. He stretched out his hand to block the dazzling sunlight and looked into the distance.

The golden grassland stretches all over the field, as if it never ends and stretches to the horizon.

At this moment, a biting cold wind suddenly blew from the north of Jinshan.

Zhang Sheng turned his horse's head and looked towards Jinshan. The warhorse paced back and forth, and Zhang Sheng stared for a while. Above the clouds, the peak of Jinshan, which was covered with snow all year round, had white air whirring to the east.

Then, he spoke loudly to the warriors around him:
“The grass is withering and yellowing, autumn has completely arrived, and the cold winter is not far away, especially in the northern desert, where winter will come even earlier.

Now we have migrated to the Jinshan Mountains in the northern desert and are living as nomads. Without the protection of towns and earthen walls, and without sufficient pasture, how can our tribesmen, cattle, sheep, and horses survive the cold winter? "

At this time, Yan Zhi, the Tatar guard warrior on horseback and the commander of the scout battalion, withdrew his gaze from the Golden Mountain, the sky, and the distance.

He was on his horse, bowed to Zhang Sheng and said:
“Your Highness, in the various tribes in Mobei, they usually start storing grass and drying cow dung in the Monkey Month (September) to feed cattle and sheep in the winter and to use as fuel.

Therefore, the tribesmen under Jin Han, who were of pastoral origin, were storing fodder and cow dung.

But my Jinhan tribe now has tens of thousands of people and nearly a million livestock. The Great Lake Basin cannot accommodate so many people and cattle and sheep to spend the winter here... "

Zhang Sheng waved his hand to stop him. He knew that the Jinhan tribe must migrate some of its population and livestock out of the Great Lakes Basin.

Although the grassland is vast, it has a relatively fixed carrying capacity. When the number of livestock and people on the grassland exceeds its carrying capacity, either the cattle, sheep and horses will starve to death or the land will become desertified.

"Let's go back to the camp!" Zhang Sheng said, and then he glanced at the tall Jinshan Mountain, turned his horse's head, and galloped towards the large lake basin at the foot of the slope. The fully armed guards behind him followed.

An hour later, more than a hundred people returned to the camp. A guard took the reins of Zhang Sheng's horse, and then Zhang Sheng turned around and said to Yan Zhi:
"Go and get all the chief priests in the camp, officers above the rank of battalion commander, and the two Karakhanids to come to the main tent to see me."

"Yes, Your Highness!" Yan Zhi hurriedly rode his warhorse to inform several people.

After a while, dozens of people including Zhang Zhongxian, Zhang Xibao, Wuzur, Huineng, Ben Zhengyuan... walked into the big tent.

Watching everyone walk into the tent, Zhang Sheng motioned for everyone to sit down, then began to speak:
"Now the Jinhan tribe has six regiment leaders and four guards, a total of 10 regiments of troops, as well as to slaves, nearly to troops, and millions of livestock.

Such a large population and livestock, gathered in the Great Lakes Basin, cannot survive the cold winter, because this place cannot support so many people. Does anyone have anything to say about this? "

Hearing this, everyone in the tent looked at each other left and right.

The head of the guard, Koza, who was born in the Khitan tribe, knelt down and saluted, then said:
"Your Highness, you are right. With so many livestock and tribesmen here, even if we harvest all the grass around us and store it, it will not be enough to feed the cattle, sheep and horses in winter.

Therefore, in winter, it is necessary to slaughter a large number of male cattle and sheep to prevent the livestock from starving to death and to reserve meat for consumption. This is also the tradition of winter slaughter on the grassland.

Our Jinhan tribe does not need to migrate. The East and West Sayan Mountains in the north, the broad and tall Jinshan Mountain, and the Yanran Mountains in the east can all block the winter blizzards for the great lake basin.

The Great Lakes Basin and the desert south of the Yanran Mountains are the best places to hide from the wind and snow because of the mountains blocking the way.

(End of this chapter)