Northern Ndebele People
The northern Ndebele (Northern Ndebele: amaNdebele) are a nation and ethnic group in Zimbabwe, who share a common Ndebele culture and Ndebele language. Their history began when a Zulu chiefdom split from King Shaka in the early 19th Century under the leadership of Mzilikazi, a former chief in his kingdom and ally. Under his command the disgruntled Zulus went on to conquer and rule the chiefdoms of the Southern Ndebele. This was where the name and identity of the eventual kingdom was adopted.
During a turbulent period in Nguni and Sesotho-Tswana history known as the Mfecane, Mzilikazi regiment, initially numbering 500 soldiers, moved west towards the present-day city of Pretoria, where they founded a settlement called Mhlahlandlela. They then moved northwards in 1838 into present-day Zimbabwe where they overwhelmed the BaKalanga, eventually carving out a home now called Matabeleland and encompassing the west and south-west region of the country. In the course of the migration, large numbers of conquered local clans and individuals were absorbed into the Ndebele nation, adopting the Ndebele language and culture. Historically the assimilated people were the Southern Ndebele, Swazi, Xhosa, Tswana, Sotho, Venda and Kalanga.
Read more about Northern Ndebele People: Etymology, Early History, Ndebele Kingdom, First Matabele War, Second Matabele War, Zimbabwe War of Liberation, 1983 Matabeleland Mass Executions/ Gukurahundi, Notable Ndebele
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