Chapter 1570: Mount Kuzhanwanda

ad, Li Chen sighed: "I really want to kill him, but reality won't allow it."Yelü Shenxuan is not Yelü Guzanzhi, nor Yelü Qiming. He is definitely not someone who can be killed with a simple order.And...Chapter 1570: Mount Guzhanda

The entire Liao kingdom was a large, united community of multiple tribes on the grasslands.

Its prototype was a group of prominent nobles with the surname Yelü, who, after forming alliances between tribes, gradually evolved through a prolonged process of assimilation and absorption to establish a state.

In the beginning, it had only a nominal monarch, with actual power vested in the hands of all the great nobles.

Over time, the Yelü clan gradually evolved and rose to become the imperial family, reigning supreme.

The people on the grassland were also accustomed to the rule of the Yelü royal family.

Fundamentally, the Liao state was still ruled by a dozen or so powerful tribes at its head, governing both the Liao state and the entire steppe.

Among the landed gentry, territories and spheres of influence were clearly demarcated.

This is similar to the Jin Dynasty.

It can be said that the Jin dynasty's system was almost a direct copy of the Liao dynasty.

Therefore, we can say that in the Liao Dynasty, the most prominent noble family was the Yelu Imperial Clan. Below them were ten or so major noble families. This group collectively owned the vast majority of land, people, and military forces in the Liao Dynasty.

So in such an environment, those small tribes must inevitably be oppressed.

Those who can migrate should do so, for example, the ancestors of the Jin dynasty, the Jurchen people.

Those who cannot run will be exploited and oppressed, such as the Guza tribe.

Small tribes had no voice, yet they were still required to pay taxes, levies to the powerful nobles, and even their own people could be treated as commodities for trade.

This point was not only legal in the Liao Dynasty, but was also protected by law.

Because of the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest is an unchanging rule on the vast grasslands.

So, within the Liao army, there were also cannon fodder troops.

The Guza tribe, though valiant and skilled in warfare, was naturally the best cannon fodder due to their extremely low status.

After Yelü Shenxuan gave the order, two imposingly tall warriors walked into the camp. Their armor was old and worn, but their aura was fierce, clearly indicating that they were veterans of countless battles.

Although they were generals, the clothes on their bodies were not even as clean and presentable as those of an ordinary guard outside.

The arrival of these two commanders brought a noticeable shift in the atmosphere within the entire camp.

Their ferocity was completely disregarded by the other commanders in the camp.

"You stink! Get away from me!"

A nobleman, a commander from a tribal clan, barked out his orders.

Two tribal leaders of the Guza tribe remained silent, but silently took a step back.

"The lower class are just the lower class, filthy and stinking like that. They don't even know how to wash themselves" someone spat.

Their expressions were numb, as if they had become accustomed to it.

"Alright."

Yelü Shenxuan spoke up, interrupting the room full of generals' scorn and insults directed at the two ancient Zazha tribal leaders.

He walked up to the two tribal leaders of the Guza clan, hands behind his back, and said calmly: "I remember, one of you is named Guza Wanta Shan, and the other is Guza Tay Long"

Guza Wadan's eyes flashed, just about to speak, when a personal guard of Yelü Shenxuan kicked him in the knee from behind.

Gǔzhā Wàndá Shān and Gǔzhā Tàilóng's bodies only trembled slightly. Such an attack clearly couldn't cause them any trouble at all.

"The prince is speaking to you, and you don't know how to kneel down You lowly scum!"

Guza Wandashan and Guzate Long lowered their heads slightly, then knelt down.

"I am Gutzwiller."

"I am Gutzon Borglum."

Both spoke at the same time.

Even when insulted by a mere guard, they dared not resist.

This is the current state of survival for the Guzá tribe.

Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!r and quietly withdrew.After everyone left, King Ning's gaze and expression were uncertain.Looking out the window, he pondered for a moment, then turned abruptly to his desk, picked up a pen and began...