A few days after Zheng Huaian, the admiral of the Southeast Navy of the Han Empire, received the letter from the Guangsheng Escort Agency, Long Feicheng, the commander of the Fengyun Army far away in the northeast, and Sun Bingchen, who was already the governor of a state, also received two letters with similar contents in the Fengyun Army camp and the governor's mansion, which were personally delivered by the heads of two other escort agencies in Huizhou.
The letter that Long Feicheng received had the same contents as Zheng Huaian's, which were all "big events" that would happen in the Han Empire in the next few months. Only at the end did it mention the contents related to the Fengyun Army four years later - General Shi Tao of Anbei impeached Long Feicheng, and Prime Minister Lin Qingtian asked Long Feicheng to go to the Imperial Capital to defend himself. Later, Long Feicheng died in an accident in the Imperial Capital. General Shi Tao of Anbei then defected to the Shaman people. When the Shaman army fought against the Fengyun Army, Shi Tao burned down the three major military settlements of the Fengyun Army in Haicheng County, Ningyuan County, and Changtu County, and occupied Liaoyuan Pass, cutting off the retreat of the Fengyun Army...
The letter Sun Bingchen received was similar to the one he received, except that at the back of the letter, there were dozens of names of people from various states and counties in the southern part of the Han Empire. Those people were the leaders of the White Lotus Sect who would be exposed in the future and would lead the uprising in various states in the south. Some of these people were directly from the government, some were local gentry, and some were local bandits, or even outsiders who presided over temples and Taoist temples...
Both of these letters were personally delivered by the head of the escort agency, who paid a large sum of money to "old friends" of Long Feicheng and Sun Bingchen. Both letters had the same signature on the back - don't ask who I am, please call me Red Scarf.
These letters were of course written by Yan Liqiang, and they were also a way for Yan Liqiang to maximize the value of the information he knew about the future. Yan Liqiang believed that there were not many people like Zheng Huaian, Long Feicheng, and Sun Bingchen in the entire Han Empire. These people's wisdom, ability, skills, and adaptability were beyond the imagination of ordinary people. As long as they knew what would happen in the future, they would naturally find ways to adapt and would not fall into the same pit again. If the fate of these people changed, then many things in the future of the Han Empire would change.
Being a red scarf this time also has side effects. That is, under the influence of the butterfly effect, once these three letters are sent out, except for the heavenly calamity four years later that cannot be changed, Yan Liqiang will no longer be able to control everything in the Han Empire in the next few years. So everything will become unknown to Yan Liqiang.
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Almost on the same night that Longfei City received the mysterious letter, in the western part of the Han Empire, deep in the vast Gulang grassland, inside a large tent on the shore of Baishui Lake where the Uli tribe of the seven Shatu tribes lived, a group of nobles in power of the Uli tribe were listening in a solemn tone to a bird standing on a round table talking.
The bird was a black mynah bird with its eyes flashing blood red. It was the bird that flew away shortly after Yan Liqiang raided the Shatu caravan a few days ago. To ordinary people, there was nothing special about this bird, but to the priests of the Flame God Cult, it was no ordinary bird. It was the natal spirit bird that the priests of the Flame God Cult raised with their blood and secret methods. Among the priests of the Flame God Cult, many priests who practiced the art of taming beasts had a natal spirit creature, and this seemingly ordinary mynah bird was the natal spirit creature of a priest of the Flame God Cult, and it had abilities that were extraordinary than those of ordinary birds.
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"Who are you? We are a regular Shatu caravan, protected by the laws of your Han Empire. Why did you attack us? If you want the goods, they are all in that tent."
"Don't pretend. You must know who I am. The three people you sent to Pingxi City are probably dead. Now it's your turn. What are your last words?"
The black natal spirit bird was speaking, and the tone and intonation of the spirit bird's words were the content of the last conversation between Yan Liqiang and the Shatu priest who was killed by him outside Pingxi City. Although the words were spoken by a bird, the bird was able to imitate the tone of Yan Liqiang and the priest of the Flame God Cult to about 70% similar, so that people could tell who was speaking at once. If Yan Liqiang was at the scene, he would definitely be surprised. He didn't expect that birds could be used as recorders on the Silver Continent. It was really unheard of and unseen...
"How did you know we were here?"
"Well, since you are going to die, I have no problem telling you. The reason why I know you are here and set a trap in the city is, of course, because someone told me. Don't think that you Shatu people are all united. If you die here, besides Lin Qingtian being disappointed, someone in the seven Shatu tribes will naturally be happy!"
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Under the shocked gazes of a group of Uli tribe leaders, the natal spirit bird, inside the big tent, repeated twice the entire conversation between Yan Liqiang and the Shatu priest before their death that night.
After the bird finished speaking, the only sound inside the huge tent was the crackling of the burning tallow candles and the sound of heavy breathing.
“Chief, this… is the words of this natal spirit bird reliable?” In the silence, an elderly noble of the Uli tribe stepped forward, his eyes flashing with cold light, and asked.
The chief of the Uli tribe did not speak, but glanced at the high priest of the Fire God Cult of the Uli tribe who was standing next to him.
The high priest was over a hundred years old. He looked as gloomy as a scavenger in the abyss. His face was covered with wrinkles as deep as gullies on the plateau. Only his eyes still flashed with cold light. "This is the natal spirit bird of Priest Sada. No one can control it except Priest Sada. The reason why this spirit bird flew back was Priest Sada's last wish before he died. In a few days, this bird will also die. What you just heard was the conversation between Priest Sada and the person who killed him before he was killed. The authenticity is beyond doubt..."
A group of nobles in power in the Uli tribe in the big tent were instantly in an uproar...
"No wonder our Wuli tribe suffered heavy losses this time. Priest Sada and his men failed in their mission and fell into the trap of the Han people and were annihilated. It turned out that someone from our Shatu Seven Tribes had leaked the news to the Han people..."
"Who is it? Find him out and kill him..."
"Yes, kill him, kill him..."
"I will chop off the head of the person who leaked the secret, make it into a wine jug, and turn his family, wife and daughter into the lowest slaves..."
The nobles of the Uli tribe started to make a commotion, and some even drew out the scimitars at their waists and waved them in the tents, extremely excited.
"Everything you heard in this tent today must not be leaked. If anyone leaks it, he will be punished according to the tribe's rules!" The chief of the Wuli tribe looked around coldly and spoke in a hoarse voice full of murderous intent, "There are only a few dozen people in the entire Shatu Seven Tribes, including you, who know about the actions of Priest Sadar and his men. I gathered you together to tell you that our Wuli tribe is in a very unfavorable situation now. The high priest and I suspect that someone in our Shatu Seven Tribes is colluding with the Han people. The purpose is to strike at and weaken the strength of our Wuli tribe among the Shatu Seven Tribes so that they can replace them..."
"It must have been done by the Ebony Tribe!" someone shouted immediately.
"Yes, it must be those bastards from the Wumu tribe. They are the happiest when our Wuli tribe is in trouble. They have always been jealous of us because we defeated them decades ago and occupied the most fertile grassland by the Baishui Lake. They are also jealous of us because we are the strongest tribe among the seven tribes of Shatu..."
"It must be the Ebony Tribe..."
The nobles of the Wuli tribe in the tent all insisted that it was the Wumu tribe that did it. The Wuli tribe was the strongest tribe among the seven Shatu tribes, and they always regarded themselves as the leader and spokesperson of the seven Shatu tribes. However, the seven Shatu tribes were not united, and there were definitely many conflicts and conflicts of interest between the tribes. In times of crisis, the seven Shatu tribes could still unite for survival, but after so many years of stable life, the conflicts between the seven Shatu tribes had already become acute again. As the second strongest of the seven Shatu tribes, the Wumu tribe had always been regarded as the biggest threat by the people of the Wuli tribe for various historical reasons. This time, the action led by the Wuli tribe failed, and the Wuli tribe suffered heavy losses. As soon as the bird flew back, it immediately ignited the emotions of the Wuli tribe...
(End of this chapter)