Han Khan

Chapter 181, Thousand Household Head
Zhang Sheng stood quietly on the high platform, looking deeply at the more than 13,000 men standing below the platform. They could not get married because they did not get the assigned women, and they looked somewhat helpless and anxious under the close supervision of the Jinhan soldiers.

The cold winter wind blew through their clothes, raising clouds of dust, as if to further suppress the heavy atmosphere.

Zhang Sheng took a deep breath, feeling the cold winter air spreading from his lungs to his body. He knew that these people would play an important role in Jin Han's future.

He had to give them hope and make them believe in their own power. So he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"I know you are filled with anxiety and restlessness right now because you have not obtained a woman and cannot marry. But please remember that this is a test from the Lord of Heaven!"

His voice echoed in the vast venue, and was quickly transmitted to everyone's ears through the soldiers standing around, as if to penetrate everyone's soul and stir up their hearts. The men in the audience raised their heads and looked at their leader, as if waiting for his further revelation.

Zhang Sheng continued: "In my eyes, you are all fearless warriors of Lord Haotian and Jin Han, and the most precious strength for Jin Han and me!"

He paused, scanning the anxious or confused faces in front of him. Then he slowly said, "So, I hope you can put aside your anxiety and uneasiness, calm down and listen to me carefully."

The air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone held their breath and listened. They knew that Zhang Sheng's next words would determine their future fate.

"Today, our great Jin Han has conquered the Jinshan Mountains in the west of the desert and the Tatar tribes in the north and south of the Yudujin Mountains. The tribes that once lived in this land have now become part of Jin Han and converted to the sacred religion, worshiping the supreme and unique true God - Haotian God!"

Zhang Sheng's voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word seemed to be engraving a mark on the future of these men. His tone was full of determination and confidence, as if he wanted to pass on this belief to everyone who heard his words.

"However," Zhang Sheng suddenly lowered his voice and said with a hint of threat, "In the far east of Yudujin Mountain, near Langjuxu Mountain, and in the middle reaches of Zhiju River, there are still many tribes who are unwilling to submit to Jin Han, such as many Shiwei and Tatar tribes."

He paused, giving everyone enough time to digest this information. Then, his voice suddenly rose, with anger and determination: "What's worse, these tribes are still using their flesh and blood to worship Tengri under the guidance of those ignorant shamans!"

When the men in the audience heard these words, they began to discuss in low voices, with expressions of shock and dissatisfaction on their faces. For those who believed in the God of Heaven, this behavior was undoubtedly a great offense and blasphemy.

"This is simply an insult to the supreme Lord Haotian!" Zhang Sheng roared, his voice full of anger and power, "Because Tengri is Lord Haotian, I have told you this repeatedly. His Majesty Haotian does not like such ignorant and cruel sacrificial rituals, because such behavior is full of evil and cruelty. Therefore, those deluded 'goats' are naturally not liked by His Majesty Haotian."

Zhang Sheng's voice became low, with a cold determination: "And I will lead you to conquer these lost lambs, take away their wives and daughters, rob their tents and cattle and sheep, cut down the mountains and destroy the temples, eradicate the evil and obscene worship, let the faith of this grassland return to purity, and return to the embrace of His Majesty Haotian!"

His tone was firm and unquestionable, as if he had already seen the future victory. When the men in the audience heard this, their eyes flashed with fanaticism, and their loyalty and faith in Zhang Sheng seemed to reach its peak at this moment.

"It is now the middle of winter. We in the Jinhan tribe have no shortage of cattle, sheep, and horses, but those tribes can only hide in the valleys, gathering together in the cold winter, shivering and seeking warmth." Zhang Sheng's voice became gentle again, as if describing an inevitable fact. "This is Haotian's test of you, and you will reap rich spoils, including the wives and daughters of pagans."

He paused, observing the crowd's reaction. Then, he said in an encouraging tone:

"As long as you are willing, I will distribute war horses, spears, horse bows and quivers to you! His Majesty Haotian also told me that you are now glorious saints and Jinhan people, so don't be afraid of death, death is not the end. The warriors who fought and died for His Majesty Haotian, their souls can be promoted to the high heaven, there, there are countless food and beauties, can enjoy eternal bliss."

His words burned the hearts of these men like flames. The fear and anxiety in their hearts seemed to be dispelled at this moment, and were replaced by an unstoppable desire to fight.

"Are you willing to follow me to fight?" Zhang Sheng finally asked loudly. His voice was full of expectation and confidence, as if he had already foreseen the responses these men would make.

The crowd below the stage suddenly burst into cheers, as if all this was what they had longed for. They shouted Zhang Sheng's name and waved their arms, expressing their willingness to follow the emperor to fight.

"We do!" someone shouted.

"We are willing to fight for His Majesty Haotian!" More people echoed.

The atmosphere became heated, and these lonely men waved their arms, expressing their willingness to follow the emperor to fight. They were inspired by Zhang Sheng's words and believed that they could win the battle and get rich rewards.

Zhang Sheng looked at these fanatical new Jinhan people, smiled and nodded, and watched their reactions with satisfaction. He knew that these people would be organized into his loyal followers, fighting for common beliefs, spoils of war and women.

"Then I will select brave and strong warriors who dare to fight from among you to serve as the heads of ten households and one hundred households, and appoint the equally brave Jinhan warriors as your thousand-household leaders!" Zhang Sheng's voice was a little cold. He knew very well that what these people needed now was a strong leadership to ensure their loyalty and fighting power.

"Let them lead you to camp and train in various places in the camp. You must train hard and be ready for my call at any time. Women, wealth, and status are all waiting for you to obtain through military exploits!"

Zhang Sheng's words once again ignited the fire in people's hearts. They cheered and shouted slogans such as "Long live the emperor!" and "Long live the emperor!" The sound was so loud that it almost echoed throughout the entire camp.

Zhang Sheng looked at the newly reorganized army in front of him with satisfaction. They were so full of fighting spirit, as if as long as he gave the order, they would rush towards the enemy regardless of everything and seize the glory and wealth that belonged to them.

At this moment, a strong sense of responsibility and mission suddenly arose in Zhang Sheng's heart.

These men were originally slaves, but now, they have become their most important force.

He must ensure that they can perform well in future battles and win more victories for Jinhan.

(End of this chapter)