Chapter 838: Xun Ge'er's True Identity
Since several older militiamen strongly opposed the plan to find a new home, it was not easy for others to choose the second option. What the middle-aged men said just now was right. If they just wanted to go to the continent across the sea to have a look and broaden their horizons, there was no need to risk their lives to find a new home.
When they joined the Han tribe, wouldn't it be more convenient to take the Han tribe's sailboat to the other side of the sea? And at that time, they didn't have to find a home by themselves. Even if they wanted to move to other cities of the Han tribe to settle down, it would not be impossible.
So after a brief discussion, everyone unanimously decided to choose the first option, first find Elder Jin to negotiate with the Han tribe to see if they could accept their conditions and let them surrender. If they didn't accept it, or the conditions changed and everyone couldn't accept it, then implement the second plan.
After all, if the Han tribe insisted on fighting them and didn't accept their surrender, then even if it was difficult to find a new home across the sea, they had to find a way to do it.
"Okay, since everyone has made a decision, I will go to Elder Jin secretly after dawn and tell him about this matter in my own name to see what he says. If he agrees, let him negotiate with the Han tribe. If he wants to kill me, please rest assured that I will never implicate you. Okay, let's stop here today and go to sleep."
After saying this, Xun Ge'er turned over and lay on the mat. The people around him looked at each other, and bowed to Xun Ge's back, silently expressing their respect.
The next morning, Xun Ge'er said goodbye to the militia in the same tent early in the morning. He didn't even have breakfast and hurried to find Elder Jin. No one in the same tent followed him. This was also his own request.
After Xun Ge'er left, everyone began to gather for breakfast. Just as the militiamen held the porridge and watched the grassland soldiers eat corn rice, they began to curse again.
However, before the militiamen could complain for long, a shocking news was quickly spread throughout the military camp by the cooks who were cooking.
"Hey, have you heard? The Han tribe attacked our camp last night. Three grassland soldiers were beheaded and their bodies were left in the woods to the east. A lot of Han tribe stuff was found nearby!"
"Is it true? How did you know? Don't scare people here on purpose. Be careful that the elders will punish you."
A militiaman who participated in the action last night felt a jolt in his heart, and the pottery bowl in his hand that was ready to receive the porridge shook a little, but it did not arouse the suspicion of the fireman who was serving the rice. After all, who wouldn't be scared to tremble after hearing this? It would be abnormal if he wasn't scared.
"Hey, what's the benefit of lying to you? We use a lot of firewood in the place where we cook. Someone saw it with his own eyes when he went to the woods to chop firewood early in the morning. He was so scared that he came back crying, and then reported it to the elders. The elders personally took people to see the scene and carried the bodies back." The fireman who was serving the rice explained in a chattering voice.
"You said the heads of those three people were cut off? What did the bodies look like? How did you know they were ambushed by the Han tribe?" Another person who participated in the operation last night was worried that they would be exposed, so he asked very carefully.
"Oh, you don't understand this, right? I heard from the elders that it was done by a kind of soldier called scouts from the Han tribe. They were the most powerful soldiers in the Han tribe. They were responsible for running into the enemy to arrest people and ask questions. If they didn't tell the truth, they would be beaten.
Oh, you don't know, those three people died so tragically. Their bodies were covered in blood, and there were bloody bamboo sticks next to them. They were all from being beaten before they died. After they asked them what they wanted to know, they also cut off the heads of those three people.
I heard that the Han tribe rewards merits according to the number of heads. The Han army is used to cutting heads. When fighting, they specifically cut off heads, holding them in their hands, hanging them on their waists, and hanging them on their guns. When they see... The head is dearer than my wife."
The fireman was serving porridge while he kept talking. When he finished speaking, people around him couldn't help but shudder. Some even touched their necks, fearing that when they met the Han army, their heads would be chopped off by the Han army and hung on their waists. How miserable it would be. The people who participated in
the action last night couldn't help but feel goosebumps on their backs after hearing this. A person in a tent squatted on the ground with a bowl in his hand. Someone suddenly asked, "Didn't you say that he was strangled to death? Why is his head gone?"
"They were strangled to death. Who knows how they lost their heads? They also cut off their heads. They were covered in blood. How strong would the smell be? If we come back like this, wouldn't we be suspected?" said a person who participated in the operation.
"That's right. Why did they lose their heads? Could it really be done by the Han tribe?"
"I think it's 80% possible. Maybe someone from the Han tribe really came last night in the middle of the night? They saw three bodies on the ground and just cut off their heads to claim the reward. This is not impossible. Didn't you hear the guy who served the rice say that the Han army counts the credit by the number of heads? It's a good thing to pick up this ready-made one." A guy who participated in the operation analyzed and said.
"Oh my God, if that's the case, wouldn't we all have saved our lives? If we came back a little later and were met by those people from the Han tribe, I'm afraid there would be 18 headless bodies today. I'm afraid everyone's heads would have to be moved." After listening to the analysis, one person was so scared that he sat down on the ground.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. It was true. As soon as they left, the scouts of the Han tribe came to cut off their heads. If they left a little later and were met by the scouts of the Han tribe, wouldn't they all be killed together?
The militiamen were silent for a moment, and they were even more scared. At the same time, they were also grateful for their good luck, and their fear of the Han army increased again.
After the firemen spread the news in the camp, the soldiers were extremely afraid of the Han army's methods. The fear of war once caused a lot of panic in the camp, but fortunately it was still within the controllable range and did not cause mutiny.
The militiamen in the tent who planned and participated in the entire operation were like quails, hiding in the corner of the camp. They hid themselves while waiting for Xun Ge'er's return.
Xun Ge'er, who they had high hopes for, was in the tent of Jin Elder Tiezhu, eating meat and learning the Han army's surrender policy that the elder had taught them. Yes, Xun Ge'er was not the only one who came to learn. In order to quickly control the uprising of grassroots militias, Tiezhu used many "transporters" who used to transmit intelligence for Jinwu Guard.
Some of these people were clearly absorbed into the system by Jinwu Guard, while others had a good relationship with the Han tribe and "helped" to transport intelligence. In fact, they themselves did not know what they were sending. This part was the peripheral personnel used by Jinwu Guard, and they did not even know the peripherals, because they did not know Jinwu Guard at all. Even if they were peripheral personnel, doing the work of covering for Jinwu Guard and transmitting intelligence, most of them only knew that they were working for the Han tribe, and did not know the Jinwu Guard organization.
Then there are some famous local clans, or the sons and nephews of village elders and village heads. These people are young and accept the new ideas of the Han tribe quickly. When they see so many good things in the Han tribe, they can be easily bribed. Even without their knowledge, they will reveal a lot of information about the Xin tribe.
Xun Ge'er is such a person. He did not lie to the militia. He is really the eldest son of a village elder. He is usually very close to the Han tribe. Because he is a very radical pro-Han faction, he was absorbed into the organization and became a peripheral member of the Jinwu Guard.
But he also had never heard of the name of the Jinwu Guard. He only knew that he was working for the Han tribe. If he did a good job, he would be rewarded with the title of the leader, and he could get the household registration of the Han tribe. In the future, he could settle in the Han tribe and live a good life in the Han tribe. This was his motivation for being a spy for the Han tribe.
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