All the Huns are very excited, Helanxiong is no exception, this trip to attack Zhao State, it turned out to be unprecedentedly smooth, there is no imaginary battle at all, every Hun tribe has grabbed a lot of money, of course he is no exception, now what worries him is, how to transport these looted things back? I have too few subordinates, and I have too many things to rob. From the very beginning, I was hungry and grabbed everything, and now I picked it up, and I didn't bother to take a look at the worthless things, and I had to be valuable and easy to bring. Like him, all the subordinates of the Helan Department are also full of red faces, this time, it can be regarded as a big fortune, although the Helan Ministry stipulates that all seizures must be handed over first, and then the tribe will reward them for meritorious deeds, but Helan Xiong is not stingy, this time he made a huge fortune, after going back, how can the reward be less? Everyone began to think about how many cattle and sheep they would add when they went home, and what else they needed to buy at home.

He Lanxiong thought differently from these ordinary soldiers, and after he went back, the first thing he did was to order a batch of weapons from Gao Yuan, especially the kind of arm crossbow with a long range and fast rate of fire. His sister told him about the power of this weapon, although he hadn't seen this thing yet, but what could make his sister praise it must be extraordinary, and his sister was not an uninformed woman.

However, this kind of militaristic weapon, Gao Yuan may not sell it to himself, although the two families have a good relationship, but after all, there are still differences. Helan Xiong has been struggling with this matter for a long time, maybe Gao Yuan will give himself some friendship, but it can never be too much, and the amount he needs is as large as possible.

Perhaps, on top of those businesses with Gao Yuan, he will make a little more concessions, so that Gao Yuan can occupy more interests, in exchange, not to mention anything else, just the spirits sold to the Xiongnu tribes, as long as the purchase price is slightly increased, Gao Yuan can get more than 100,000 yuan per year.

Gao Yuan needs money. He needs a lot of money, like his art of raising war, it's no wonder that it's not bad for money! He Lanxiong said a few words in his heart, looking at the world, there is no one like him who raises soldiers lavishly, to put it mildly, it is more expensive than raising a son!

However, his soldiers are really capable of fighting, and he has cooperated with Gao Yuan several times, and He Lanxiong has a deep understanding of the combat ability of Gao Yuan's subordinates.

Gao Yuan needs money, and he has more money now, not to mention, if he makes concessions in these businesses, he just makes less money, Helan Xiong has made up his mind to pay attention. If he is equipped with this kind of arm crossbow, then on the grassland, it will only become more and more powerful, this time at the order of the king of the Huns, so that Helan Xiong was deeply stimulated, he thought that he was already a character, but in the eyes of those great patriarchs, he was still a character who came and went, lingered, and insignificant.

I should go back! Now the Xiongnu army has penetrated hundreds of miles deep into the Zhao country, firstly, it is too far away from the grassland, and the army has begun to feel some pressure, and secondly, there is no extra place for everyone to store the looted wealth. Looking at the cart of wealth in the camp, He Lanxiong felt really happy.

Thinking about the days in the first two years when the pot could not be opened and could be destroyed at any time, He Lanxiong still felt as if he was in a dream.

Just remembering the bittersweet thoughts, on the side of the main camp, suddenly sounded the horn of the generals who gathered the generals, and glanced in that direction, Helanxiong snorted on the ground fiercely, he really didn't want to see the shameful and arrogant Li Guiyao, thinking of him, it would make Helan Xiong so angry that he was the commander of the Left Route Army, but it was this . In front of him, he has to bow down, otherwise he will be unhappy, and he will be destroyed at any time.

It's all because he is not strong enough, not to mention anything else, if he has half of his strength, does he dare to treat himself like this? It's a pity that now all I can get my hands on is this little bit of people, no less than a fraction of others, except for bowing my head and being soft, I don't have any other ideas.

The assembly horn was blown for the second time, Helanxiong didn't dare to slack off, turned over his horse, and galloped towards the direction of the main camp, what could it do? It's not like I've drunk a lot of wine again, and I've gathered everyone to play prestige! Helanxiong thought dissatisfied.

One after another war horses galloped into the camp of the Li Qi Division, it seemed that most of the people had drunk wine, a strong smell of wine permeated the big tent, even Li Qi Guiyao was drunk and his face was purple, He Lanxiong couldn't help frowning, speaking of which, his subordinates carried good wine with them, but only when he was forced to explore the way as an outpost last winter, the soldiers were allowed to drink it for warmth, like now, he would never allow the soldiers to drink. Moreover, these spirits can be used to save lives at critical moments, in the past, when Gao Yuan partnered with the war, the wounded soldiers, poured some of these spirits on the wounds, in Gao Yuan's words, it was disinfected, and then applied herbs, the soldiers' recovery speed became much faster, and the number of people who died because of wound infection and suppuration was greatly reduced.

Most of the generals stood in the big tent, and they were a little staggered, but Li Guiyao's words were like heavy rain, pouring everyone into a cold heart, and even He Lanxiong was scared into a cold sweat.

Li Xin of Qin, commanding 100,000 Qin troops, entered the grassland under the control of the Xiongnu, swept all the tribes, and now only went to the royal court. The king of the Xiongnu has given an order, and all the tribes immediately return to the steppe as fast as possible to rescue the royal court.

Within the big tent, the bigger the tribe, the more panicked they became, without him, because only the more powerful the tribe, would be the target of the Qin army, a small tribe like Helanxiong, was originally near the natural enemy of Donghu, and it was 108,000 miles away from the royal court, and the Qin army would not go where he would go if he went to the wrong place.

Seeing that Li Guiyao was a little masterless, but he pretended to be murderous again, He Lanxiong suddenly felt a little happy, damn it, it's better for the Qin army to kill your Guiyao to the fullest.

As soon as this thought came out, He Lanxiong's face couldn't help but feel a fever, and he felt a little ashamed, no matter how domineering and unreasonable Li Guiyao was, but after all, he was also his own clan, if he really let the Qin people sweep the Xiongnu royal court, as a Hun person, how could his life be better. Gotta go back, go back to the grassland, go to defeat the Qin army, and beat them back. He Lanxiong clenched his fists.

"Call back!"

"Kill these Qin people!"

Inside the big tent, there was a roar.

On Xiling City, Zilan looked at the endless Hun camp in the distance with a worried face, although all kinds of signs indicate that the other party does not plan to attack the city, but everything has accidents, the city still has to make all preparations, Xiling City, it is already overcrowded, most of the people who withdrew in advance have crowded into Xiling City, and the city is already overcrowded.

Zilan was worried that if the Huns stayed in Daijun for a long time, and the people in the city were trapped in the city for a long time, there would be a problem with the storage of grain in Xiling City.

Outside the city, the sound of horns is endless, for the soldiers of Daijun, the meaning of these horns is very clear, it is the horn of the generals, with the sound of the horns outside, Xiling City, also busy, groups of soldiers climbed the city wall, began to prepare for defense.

"They're not going to attack the city, they're leaving!" A general suddenly shouted, and the cry was full of surprise.

It was indeed about to leave, the Huns demolished their tents, drove the carriage, did not look at Xiling City, the horses' hooves hurried, turned their backs to Xiling City, and went farther and farther.

With the footsteps of the Huns going away, there was a huge cheer on Xiling City, and these plague gods were finally leaving. The cheers in the city spread farther and farther and farther and wider, slowly spreading throughout the city.

Xiling City, which has been ruled by fear for many days, has finally looked forward to the day when the clouds will open and see the moon.

Zilan let out a long breath, and finally passed, "Someone!" He cried out in a low voice.

"Prime Minister!" One of the generals next to him walked up.

"Send out sentry horses immediately, follow them, keep an eye on them, beware of their tricks, kill a horse pistol, then Xiling City will be in trouble." Zilan commanded.

"Yes, Prime Minister, the last general understands!"

Zilan glanced at the back of the distant invader, turned around and walked down the city wall, the crisis finally passed, earlier than expected, a little earlier, the Huns left a day earlier, and Daijun would suffer less for a day. Daijun can also resume production one day earlier and recover a little more losses.

This time, the loss of Daijun was too great, half of Daijun was trampled by the iron hooves of the Huns, under the iron hooves of these barbarians, what else could be left in these places? Zilan looked up to the sky and sighed, "Your Majesty, this time, you should rest assured, right?" As you wish, Daijun has not been recuperating for decades, and he is not trying to regain his strength."

Returning to the mansion in a daze, Zilan just wanted to sleep well, these days, he hadn't had a good night's sleep, he couldn't sleep because of nervousness, worry, and worry, but now that the enemy is gone, he can finally rest assured.

climbed into bed, didn't even have time to take off her clothes, Zilan was already snoring like thunder.

However, he finally didn't wake up as naturally as he wished, and after nightfall, Zilan was woken up.

The general he sent to Lu came back, and looking at his face, the sleepy-eyed Zilan was suddenly so frightened that she couldn't sleep at all.

"The Huns are back again?" He exclaimed, "Is the city ready for battle?"

The general shook his head, "Prime Minister, the Huns did not come back, we sent a sentry to capture a few lone Huns, and they confessed the reason for the sudden withdrawal of the Huns."

"What's the reason, isn't it because you've grabbed enough, you've grabbed enough?" Zilan asked.

"No, the Qin army of 200,000 horses raided the Xiongnu royal court and swept the Xiongnu tribes in the grassland, and the Xiongnu king Yemang urgently ordered all the Xiongnu tribes to return to the grassland immediately and fight against the Qin army!" The general's voice trembled a little, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or scared.

Zilan jumped up suddenly, "Isn't the Qin army in Hangu Pass, why did you run to the grassland all of a sudden?"

"The captives said that the Qin general Li Xin led the 20th army to the grassland."

Zilan suddenly stayed on the spot, and after a while, he suddenly screamed, "Prepare the horse, prepare the horse, I want to go to Hangu Pass, hurry, prepare the horse!" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (biquge.info) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation ......)