"Where is your tribe? And who is your new chief?"
Upon seeing that Tuolü had readily agreed to his desire to join her, Tari began to inquire about Tuolü's situation.
"Our tribe is in the Great Han, and our new leader is His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Han!"
Tuolü also frankly explained his origins to Tali.
"Are you from the Han Dynasty?"
Upon hearing this, Tari's expression changed, and he subconsciously gripped the curved sword at his waist, his eyes fixed on Tolu.
“That’s right, but I am also a Xianbei. You should be able to see that we have no ill intentions.”
Tuolu nodded, spread his hands, and looked at Tali with a smile.
"What is the purpose of your visit?"
Tali remained wary of Tolu, ready to strike at any moment.
Tuolu smiled and said, "I don't have any ulterior motive. I just want to help you and more of my fellow people so that they can live the same life as the people of the Han Dynasty."
"Help us? Would the Han people be so kind? They should hate our grasslands the most, shouldn't they?"
Tali's eyes narrowed, clearly not believing what Tuolü had said.
Chen Qing, standing to the side, said in a low voice, "You're wrong. The Han Dynasty doesn't hate you, but those noble leaders. It's because of their greed that they've launched war after war, causing countless deaths and injuries to both the Han Dynasty and the people of the grasslands."
Finally, the war ended, and your noble leaders obtained the money, supplies, and women they wanted. Then they negotiated peace with the Han Dynasty, and both sides got what they needed.
But you lost your sons and brothers, and our Han Dynasty lost countless lives.
"Whether they are Han Chinese commoners or Xianbei herdsmen, they all just want to live peacefully and happily. But those noble leaders don't think that way. Do you think all of this is reasonable?"
"I......"
Chen Qing's words left Tali speechless.
He had followed his leader in raids more than once, but each time he went into battle, he gained nothing but the blood and tears of the Han people and the corpses of his comrades.
He didn't know what the meaning of his fighting was. Was it really just to make those leaders live better lives?
What about myself? And what about those brothers and comrades who died?
Tali's thoughts were in disarray, and his grip on the hilt of the knife loosened.
Tuolü also spoke up at the opportune moment: "Brother Tali, the Emperor said that we Xianbei herdsmen are just like the people of the Han Dynasty, we are flesh and blood people, not other people's private property."
We work hard and fight on the battlefield so that our families can live better lives, not to satisfy the selfish desires of those noble leaders.
"The Emperor...did he really say that? Doesn't he hate us?"
Thinking of the lofty Han emperor, the tower's expression became somewhat dazed.
In his view, the Emperor of Han was the most honorable person in the Han Dynasty, holding the lives and deaths of countless people in his hands. It was simply unbelievable that such a person could say such a thing.
Tuolü smiled and said, "His Majesty has a broad mind. In his eyes, whether it is the Han, the Western Qiang, the Southern Barbarians, or the grasslands, they are all his people."
Just as Brother Chen Qing said, even if they hate someone, it's only those greedy noble leaders; how could they possibly hate their own people?
Upon hearing this, Tari was shocked. He had never imagined that such a person existed in the world; his magnanimity was comparable to that of a god.
But the sight of Tuolü before him forced him to believe it, because the piety on his face whenever he mentioned the Emperor of Han was absolutely undeniable.
Tari immediately asked, "Brother Tuolü, you just said you came to help us and our fellow tribesmen. How will you help us? Will you move us all to the Han Dynasty?"
"It's not impossible to migrate to the Han Dynasty, but the grasslands are so vast, and there are so many of our own people, that the land in the Han Dynasty is simply not enough."
The grasslands are our roots. We must follow the emperor and lead more of our people to resist and overthrow those noble leaders.
Without those guys, our people can live a free and peaceful life, and our descendants will not be bullied by others. That is our goal.
As he finished speaking, a glint of light flashed in Tuolü's eyes, exceptionally bright.
Tower looked at Tuolü with hesitation: "But you only have so few people, can you really do it? Aren't you afraid of dying?"
Chen Qing, who was standing to the side, laughed and said, "Where there is struggle, there will naturally be death."
If our death allows our families and descendants to live better lives, then it is all worthwhile, and we have died a worthy death.
"A worthy death...."
Upon hearing this, Tali was stunned.
Looking at the calm expressions of Tuo Lu and Chen Qing, he couldn't help but feel a sense of respect.
Such a noble and pure person deserves everyone's respect.
Tuolu looked at Tari with a serious expression: "Brother Tari, would you be willing to come with us to help and rescue our people who are still suffering?"
"I......"
Faced with Tuolü's invitation, Tari hesitated for a moment.
Although he greatly admired Tuolü and Chen Qing, he was also well aware of the dangers involved, and he knew all too well the brutality of those noble leaders.
Seeing this, Tuolu smiled and said, "Brother Tali, you don't have to force yourself. If you're willing, we can help your tribe move to the Han Dynasty, which will also allow you to live a peaceful and stable life."
He also knew that it wouldn't be easy to get these people, who were used to being oppressed, to stand up.
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