5 Chi Bách Việt Thời Xích Quỷ: Người Việt Thuộc Chi Nào?

History is often written by the victors, but memories are always in the heart of the land. About 3,000 years ago, when the North was still in the flames of the war, another world existed in the south of the Yangtze River. A world not built with cold stone walls, but connected by the Nguoi River, by unique boats and the sound of the golden bell calling the sun. The Central Plains called them with a mysterious and eerie name, Bach Viet. Bach is not the number 100. Bach is the numberless. It is the 100 families, the 100 tribes, the 100 poor roads of a huge community of farmers. But history is a hot stream. It has no place for weakness, and sometimes it is cruel to even the most barbaric civilizations. A great and bloody battle took place throughout the 5th century. Mo Viet, the master of the legendary swords, was lost. Man Viet, the warriors who fought to keep the river, were wiped out. Dien Viet, the owner of the fake bronze vessels, was assimilated. Each name of a time was lost and forgotten. Bach Viet was confiscated, cut into pieces, and destroyed, until there was only a small stronghold in the south. Why? Why did those brave brothers die? And why did Lac Viet, our ancestor, become the greatest survivor in this battle? This is not just a story about wars. This is a cultural journey. A journey to find the missing pieces of history to answer the most urgent question. Who are we? And why are we still standing here, on this land, telling this story? Welcome to Bach Viet, Sích Quỷ. Let's start our journey from Giang Tô, Triết Giang, where was the territory of Mo Viet. In 1965, the ancient world was shaken. The sword of Viet Vuong, Câu Tiễn, was found. It was not its owner, but the technology that created it. After more than 2,400 years under the ground, it was still sharp enough to cut through 20 layers of paper with just one touch. The Viet people were not just craftsmen. They were the great scientists of the ancient world. They invented the technique of forging a box, forging two different kinds of metal boxes on the same sword. the blade was made of metal, and the blade was made of metal. They knew how to use the metal to create an anti-oxidation coating, a technique that the West had to lose nearly 2,000 years later to reach. Why did a nation with such a intelligent and super-Viet technology disappear without a trace? The answer lies in two words, location. Mo Viet is located on a farmland, but it is also a land that is not open to the military. Its location is too close, close to the roots of the flowering civilization that is boiling. The wealth of the Mo Viet stimulates the greed of the northern nomads, and the flat terrain makes them have no way out. They are forced to participate in the cruel rule of the Central Plains. The story of Viet Vuong Cau Tien is the most soulful testimony to the bravery of the Mo Viet people, but that is also the beginning of their end. To rule a large territory after the war, and to be recognized by other nomadic countries as a master, the elite class of the Mo Viet volunteered to be Han Chinese. They imported culture, words, and even their political ideologies. This is a sweet trap. When the elite class of the Mo Viet became like the Han people, the gap between them and the indigenous people became wider, and when Vietnam was wiped out by the Soviet Union in 333 BC, the collapse took place. There was no longer a cultural barrier, the Mo Viet people were quickly disintegrated into the Soviet people, and then the Tans, the Han people. They forgot their roots. Thanh Kiem Cau Tien is still there, but the people who know how to remove it are no longer there. The Mo Viet people died because they lost themselves. Leaving the northeast, we go to the Phu Kien coastline. This is the territory of the Mo Viet, also known as the Dong Viet. If the Mo Viet people were talented artisans, then the Mo Viet people were the warriors of the ocean. The signature of Tu Ma Thien describes them. They cut their hair, dye their hair, live with snakes, and eat shrimp. Do these descriptions sound familiar to you? That's right, they are the brothers who have the closest to our ancestors. They did not dye themselves to be beautiful, they dyed themselves to threaten the ocean to affirm that they are the children of the ocean. The strength of the Mo Viet lies in the warships. While the northern people, who were nomads, feared the ocean, the Mo Viet considered the ocean their home. Their shipbuilding skills have reached the highest level. They know how to use firewood, they know how to use oil to destroy ships against the water. The ships of the Mo Viet can carry soldiers and food thousands of miles away, they can attack deep into the inland and retreat safely. The ownership of this coastline has helped the Mo Viet to survive longer than the Mo Viet, but it is also the reason why the Mo Viet was destroyed. In 110 BC, Han Vũ Đế realized that defeating the Mo Viet army was not enough, the Mo Viet would return to destroy the fish. A large-scale military campaign was launched. Dozens of thousands of Han troops flooded from many directions, roads and seas. The Mo Viet was defeated, but the real tragedy had just begun. The history of Han Vũ Đế is recorded in the Cold War. The people left, abandoned the land. This is one of the most violent and destructive civil wars in ancient history. All the Mo Viet residents were expelled from their familiar environment. They were forced to migrate deep into mainland China, surrounded by the Han people. They were separated from the sea, their shipbuilding skills became useless. They were isolated from the community, and their language was getting worse. Their customs were blocked and they were regarded as beggars. Those who managed to escape ran to the high mountains and became the ancestors of the Xe and Sa people. They lived in poverty and lost all the sea air. The name of the Mo Viet, the children of the river, the soldiers of the river was erased forever. An angry death was not on the battlefield, but on the road of exile. Leaving the bloody sea of the Mo Viet, we went back in time to the Vân Nam plateau. Here, hidden deep in the soil around Diên Trì Lake, archaeologists found the trace of a strange civilization, the Diên Viet Kingdom. If the Mo Viet people sent their souls to the sword, the Diên Viet people hid their secrets in the copper towers with the money shells. The shell is not just money, it is a symbol of prosperity and the power to control the trade routes of the Southwest. But take a closer look at the cover of these towers. A small world is emerging, lively and scary. The Diên Viet culture is not as peaceful as we thought. The pictures on the walls tell us about an extremely harsh time. There, the boundary between the master and the slave is life and death. They believe that the blood of Tu Binh and Gia Suc will satisfy the gods with rain, wind and fire. This is a rich, brutal society, but also full of charm. They carve small details with rice on copper, a technical level that even the artisans must respect. Take a look at these two towers. One is found in China, the other is a national treasure of Vietnam. Can you tell the difference? The similarity is up to 90%. The same aesthetic philosophy, the same hot-blooded technology and the most important, the same language. The bridge of the sky in the Vietnamese folk culture also represents the dignity of the Vietnamese people. Both ethnicities, whether living in the high mountains or in the plains, yearn for the sound of rain on the rice fields. The archaeological research has shown that the Vietnamese and Lac Viet are two branches growing from the same root, the same rice-water civilization, the Hong and Ma rivers. We are brothers, the sound of their footsteps is enough to shake the earth, the dust of the sky. This is the most modern and disciplined war machine in the world. But the fair history is not only about the number of soldiers. When the footsteps entered the land of the Europeans, the war machine of the Tân suddenly collapsed. The tropical rainforest is not the Northern Hemisphere. Here, horses are useless iron, the heavy armor is the furnace of human flesh. And the biggest enemy is not human, but nature. Fever, snake venom, and the burning heat. The Vietnamese fled into the forest, no one wanted to be captured by the Tân army. They put people together to become generals to fight the Tân army at night. The Europeans and Vietnamese did not fight directly. They understood that killing themselves with an egg is suicide. They chose to turn themselves into ghosts. During the day, they dispersed into the forest to let the Tân army occupy the empty houses. But when the night fell, the nightmare began. For three years, it was not a fight, but thousands of small attacks. The Chinese book had to admit that the Tân army was stationed in a useless land, unable to move, unable to fight, unable to escape. Men wore armor, women worried about transportation. The soldiers did not dare to take off their armor and lie down to sleep. The epicenter was the death of Do Thu, the commander-in-chief of the Tân army. A general who once punished the law finally died because of the poisonous nails of the people who tied the nets and shot. The blood of the Tân army was red in the south. The defeated war machine was broken right here. In that great victory, a man, Thục Phán, He did not dwell on the victory. He saw a more terrible future coming. The Vietnamese and Lạc Viet could not stand alone. Mân Việt died of loneliness. Điền Việt died of illusion. A decisive decision was made, not an invasion of the mountainous region to the plains, but a necessary political marriage. Thục Phán ascended the throne and named the country Lạc. That name is a bold statement. The combination of the military strength of the Vietnamese and Lạc Viet and the economic and cultural potential of the Vietnamese and Lạc is unimaginable. A real cannon was built to welcome the next storm of history. Finally, we come back to Lạc Viet, the core of the Vietnamese people. Compared to Ngo Viet Tinh Sao, Mân Việt Thiện Chiến, or Điền Việt Dấu Có, Lạc Việt people seem to be the most normal. They are just farmers who are full of watercress and buffalo. When the Han army fell, Lạc Việt seemed to be defeated quickly. The capital of An Dương Vương collapsed, the city of Loa was occupied. On the military side, we lost. On the political side, we lost the country. But why, for a thousand years, was the world's strongest enemy ruled? Lạc Việt people did not disappear like other brothers. Why did we not become Han people? The secret lies in a great biological weapon, bamboo, and an excellent social learning weapon, the village. Lạc Việt people did not build a powerful state, they hid water in the village. Each part of the village was a self-propelled cannon. The thick bamboo was not only resistant to bullets, but also a soft boundary with foreign power. Northern people could occupy the city, but their power stopped in front of the village gate. According to the language, the king's rule over the village was not a chaos, but a modern cultural defense mechanism. Inside the bamboo, Vietnamese was still spoken, ancient stories were told, and black teeth were still kept. The village was still there, the country was still there. More than the village structure, the thing that kept Lạc Việt people from disintegrating was the water tap. To plant a water tap, they had to use water. To stop the flood, an individual or a family could not do it. They were forced to reunite, forced to live in community. The string that connected the word was tighter than any law of the Han dynasty. The water tap created a strong community bond, a social bond that the policies of the North could not break. We are intimidated by the body, but by the soul, we cannot be offended. Looking back at the journey of 4,000 years, blood and tears, we realize a shocking truth. Bach Viet has never died, but the names Ngô, Mân, Điền, Âu may have disappeared on the political map, but their genealogy and culture have not disintegrated. They have migrated, assimilated and reunited this land. Let's take a look at Vietnamese people today. In the cleverness of Vietnamese workers, there is the brilliance of Ngô. In the toughness of the fishermen of Ly Sơn, Trường Sa, there is the blood of Mân. In the spirit of the village of Ngày Xuân, there is the glory of Điền. And in the art of war, there is the lesson of blood of Europeans. We are not only Vietnamese, we are the only descendants of the great Bach Viet civilization. The existence of the name Vietnam on the map of the world today is not a coincidence of creation, nor is it a gift of compassion. It is the result of a brutal and despicable struggle in human history. We have refused to be forgotten, we have refused to be assimilated, the powerful empires used to want to erase us. Tân, Hán, Đường, Tống, Nguyên, Minh, Thanh, they are all gone. They have become dusty books, but the Vietnamese are still here. Sích Quỳ is a legend, Bach Viet is history, and Vietnam is survival. We are the ones who keep the fire, and that fire will never go out. Proud is the Vietnamese. Thank you for sharing this emotional journey of history with us. 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