Standing outside the old camp of the Huyan Ministry, Niu Ben, Helanjie and others were stunned, beforehand, they had imagined the plight of the Huyan Ministry, but obviously the truth still exceeded their imagination, the tattered old camp in front of them, the ragged people, the numb eyes, all showed that the Huyan Ministry's life and death had now come to the time of life and death.

Huyan is the only force on this land that has not yielded to Wang Jian, but they also paid a huge price for it, they came to this land several years earlier than Wang Jian, but unfortunately, their leader does not have Wang Jian's strategic awareness and talent, after coming to this land, they still retain their usual style, mainly grazing, mobile grazing makes them constantly conflict with local forces, and when they are not in succession, frequent looting makes them become public enemies of this land, In the midst of repeated conflicts, their vital strength was constantly weakened, and in the end they could only barely hold a foothold on this land.

But casually, Wang Jian came.

The Qin army led by Wang Jian began to sweep away the rulers of this land with a tough attitude, and compared to the Huyan Ministry, their strategy was more ambitious and their tactics were more flexible, and it only took three years to sweep away or recover all the forces on the land, with the Huyan Department being an exception.

The Xiongnu died at the hands of the Qin people, Huyan can not forget this, they blame their current predicament on the Qin people's close pursuit of them, in the Huyan Department, the arrival of Wang Jian's department, is the pursuit of the last remnants of the Xiongnu's strength, they are on this land, their ears and eyes are closed, for the current changes in the Central Plains, they don't know anything at all, if they know that Wang Jian is also a fugitive who was hunted down, I don't know how they will feel.

The more than 100 Huyan warriors they had encountered earlier were the most well-dressed among them. Helan Jie sighed silently, the current situation of the Huyan Department in front of him. He couldn't help but think of the days when Helanxiong fled around the grassland with them more than ten years ago.

A woman carrying a bundle of dead grass with ice chips on her back, stood at the gate of the old camp, looking at this group of brightly dressed outsiders, such a snowy weather, God knows how far she had to go to get this grass out of the snow, her clothes were in tatters, and in some places she could not even hide her shame, a little boy with a dripping nose held the corner of the woman's clothes tightly, and the little boy was wrapped in a black felt. Tie a straw rope around his waist and barely wrap this felt around his body, what made Helan Jie sad was that this little boy was actually carrying a handful of grass on his back.

Such an old child, in Dahan, should be sitting in a warm classroom now, listening to the lectures of the teaching gentlemen, holding textbooks. Lang recited, or after school, snuggled up to his parents' arms and rolled coquettishly, or wore thick cotton clothes. Wearing a stiff hat, he is happily building a snowman outside the house with a small shovel.

He took a deep breath and strode over, unfastening his cloak. Squatting down, he reached out and tore off the grass from the child's body, and wrapped the child tightly with a thick cloak.

The child was a little nervous. He kept writhing and staring at his mother with wide eyes.

When the woman saw He Lanxiong coming over, she couldn't help but be a little nervous, and when she saw He Lanxiong's movements, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, she threw away the grass on her back, and fell to her knees in the snow with a bang, "Thank you, thank you." ”

Helan Jie pulled the woman up, "Where is the child's father?" ”

"Dead, dead in the spring fighting." The woman sobbed under her breath.

He Lanxiong knew that in the Xiongnu tribe, if the man in the family died, it would be equivalent to the collapse of the sky. He stood up and patted the little boy on the head from behind, "Hold on a few more days, and everything will be fine." ”

In the old camp, there was a commotion, and a strong man wrapped in fur strode out with a group of warriors, he was the current patriarch of the Huyan Tribe, Hu Yanzhuo.

"Helan Ministry?" Hu Yanzhuo looked at Helan Jie with blazing eyes, when the Qin people defeated the Xiongnu, and then the Xiongnu royal court was also hunted down on the grassland, the previous old patriarch of the Huyan Department felt that the general trend had gone, and staying in the grassland was bound to be wiped out by the Qin people, so he took the Huyan Department across the desert and arrived at this place, but the comfortable days did not pass for a few days, and they became the public enemies of the people of this land, with the arrival of Wang Jian, they were not as good as day by day, and now they are standing on the edge of the cliff, to the edge of extermination.

After crossing the desert, they originally had more than 1,000 warriors and thousands of troops, but in the past ten years, not only have they not been able to recuperate, but now they have shrunk to only more than 300 warriors, less than 2,000 troops. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Jian suddenly encountered the big problem of black clothes and food this year, he didn't have the heart to entangle with them, but I was afraid that they wouldn't be able to hold on to this time.

But even so, they can't survive this winter, these more than 100 cavalry were originally sent out by Hu Yanzhuo to see if they can rob something, but now with the stability of Wang Jian on this land, farms and cities have formed a linkage defense, even if it is a robbery, it is very difficult to get it.

In order to survive, Hu Yanzhuo almost couldn't sleep at night, even if he was the patriarch, his family was about to run out. Today I received a report from the cavalry sent out, saying that more than a dozen Huns came and claimed to be from the Helan Department, which made him very surprised, when the Huns could move freely on the territory of the Qin people, and they were still accompanied by Wang Jian's people, what is the reason?

He knew that when he left the prairie, Helan was just a small tribe that was not worth mentioning, and there were not many people at all.

"Helan Jie, Helan Division, I've seen the patriarch!" He Banjie stroked his heart with his right hand and half-bent down.

Hu Yanzhuo returned the favor with the same courtesy. He straightened up and asked, "Brother Helan, why are you here?" How did you get here? ”

Helan Jie turned half of his body and let Niu Ben come behind him, "Huyan Patriarch, let me introduce you, this is General Niu Benniu, the special envoy of the Han Kingdom, this time we are the escort General Niu came to negotiate with General Wang Jianwang, I heard that the Huyan tribe is here, so I came to visit." ”

"The Great Han Kingdom?" Hu Yanzhuo's eyes showed a look of doubt, when they came out, Gao Yuan was still just a small Fufeng County Lieutenant, how could there have been any Han Kingdom.

"Yes, the Great Han Kingdom, now the most powerful country in the Central Plains, the Huyan Patriarch, this matter is a long story, let's talk about it inside!" Niu Ben said with a smile.

"Isn't the most powerful state in the Central Plains the Qin State?" Hu Yanzhuo was a little unconvinced.

"The Qin people have been beaten to death by us, and their demise is imminent!" Niu Ben laughed and raised his head proudly.

Whether it's true or not, this is news that makes Hu Yanzhuo very happy, and his face suddenly shows some brilliance, "Please, please, go to my big tent to talk." ”

In Hu Yanzhuo's big tent, or in this old camp, the only tent that still has charcoal fire supply, and the tattered tents that came along the way, most of them are burned with animal dung, and the smell is already very unfamiliar to Helanjie, and it has long been forgotten to the deepest part of the memory, but today, the scars in these memories have been hooked up again. Seeing the numb, hungry faces in those tents, not only Helanjie, but also Niu Ben trembled a little.

In this tribe, there are mostly old and weak women and children, and there are very few young and strong men, and most of them have fallen forever in the battles one after another.

Niu Ben stepped into Huyanzhuo's big tent and was choked by some thick soot gas, and he noticed that the head of the dignified family, the carpet in the big tent was actually damaged, which also reflected the current embarrassment of the Huyan Department from one side.

The group sat around the fire, Yu Jiang was naturally not qualified to enter, he and his soldiers were placed in several rotten tents, there was naturally no fire with dung burning, outside, there were rows of warriors from the Huyan tribe hugging them tightly.

"Come, drink some mare's milk wine first to warm up." Inside the big tent, Hu Yanzhuo greeted everyone warmly, no matter what, Helan Jie was the first time he had seen people from other tribes of the Xiongnu in many years.

"Patriarch Huyan, your life is really not very good!" After taking a sip of mare's milk wine, Niu Ben sighed.

Hu Yanzhuo's expression suddenly dimmed, "Yes, if we can survive this winter, by tomorrow spring, the livestock will give birth to many cubs, and we can also find more food, and life may be better." ”

"Hasn't Patriarch Huyan considered leaving here?" Niu Ben asked.

"Leave? Where can we go? This place is now the world of the Qin people, only Almaty is still ours, or even this last place of recuperation is about to be saved, we have no place to go, we can only live one day at a time. Hu Yanzhuo said.

"Come with us, go back to Dahan." Helanjie put down the mare's milk wine in his hand, "Where you will be properly settled, you will be given pastures, there will be brand new tents, and more livestock." Your life will get better day by day, and in Dahan, there will be no war, let alone hunger. ”

"Big Han!" Hu Yanzhuo muttered.

"Yes, the Han, the Huyan patriarch, the Hun remnants who did not leave back then, now they all live in the Han, they are doing well, the patriarch of our Helan tribe He Lanxiong is now the commander of the third military region of the Han Dynasty, commanding hundreds of thousands of people, the commander's sister Helan Yan is the princess of the Han Dynasty, that is, I Helan Jie, and now I am also a lieutenant general of the Han Kingdom, with thousands of cavalry under his command, the Huns in the Han Dynasty can be officials, do business, and those who are still willing to graze will be given to them pasture, and the children can study, and they are all doing well." Helanjie said in one breath.

Listening to Helan Jie's words, Hu Yanzhuo's eyes widened, and he seemed a little stupid. (To be continued......)