Tou Man Shan Yu's Yan Shi, Mao Dun Shan Yu's Yan Shi.

This was the fate of a woman in the Hun tradition, and Agulili chose to submit and obey.

But in the blink of an eye, she became the woman of this bloated and ugly Donghu King again.

Looking at the wanton ridicule of King Donghu, Agu's heart died, and dispersed with the wind of the grassland.

"How can Maudun be so weak?"

King Donghu wantonly admired the Hun clan in front of him, frowning and suspicious.

Then he pulled the hair of Agu and asked, "Did you say that?" ”

I saw Agu slumped on the soft couch like a mess of mud, and his eyes revealed death.

King Donghu suddenly felt completely disinterested, snorted coldly, and then threw Agu's head to the side and walked out of the king's tent.

Eating the fat sheep and wine sent by the Huns, the Donghu tribe has been celebrating for four or five days.

"Our Butuo, honorable king, you are here."

Seeing that Donghu Wang Butuo had taken out the king's tent, he thought that he had already finished his work, so he hurriedly handed over the leg of mutton and said respectfully.

While eating the leg of mutton, Butuo thought about it and said, "Haji, what has happened to Maodun Xiaoer recently?" ”

"Back to the king, according to the report of the spies, there are singing and dancing parties on the Huns' side from time to time, and I think it is the new Shan Yu of Maodun, who is enjoying it."

As soon as Haji said this, the doubts of Butuo, the king of Donghu, suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help grinning: "What a coward, the Yan family is under the account of this king, and he still cares about pleasure and peace. ”

Haji hurriedly nodded and said, "What the king said is that this Mao Dun is just a child after all, and he should be afraid of you, the king." ”

"Hahaha, every year since then, I have asked the Huns for women, horses and sheep to supply our people," King Donghu couldn't help but smile and drank a big sip of wine and said.

It is true that the song and dance of the Donghu tribe is level, but the song and dance gathering of the Huns is one word: acting.

How do you know that this Hun song and dance gathering is a ploy offered by Lao Suo.

Listening to the scout's report, Lao Su couldn't help but nodded, but fortunately this pretended plan worked, and hurriedly said: "Dear Mao Dun Shan Yu, this time the king of Donghu thinks that you are weak and can be bullied, and he doesn't pay attention to it at all, and it has been four or five days of singing and dancing.

Mao Dundan's eyes flashed, and he answered: "Most of the soldiers in the Donghu tribe are beginning to be paralyzed and in a trance!"

After speaking, Mao Dun's whole person was already excited.

Lao Suo was shocked at first, and then his expression turned grim, and he said: "Now, it is the time for the Hun wolf to ride out. ”

Time waits for no man!

Mao Dun nodded and said in a loud voice: "Can you hear the generals?" ”

Seeing the two virtuous kings under the seat, the two generals nodded, and Mao Dun couldn't help but stand up and said, "King Zuoxian, you take 15,000 horsemen, march east of Yinshan, and raid the sheep land of King Donghu, and the rest of the people will follow me to attack the location of King Donghu." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the tent was already gearing up, ready to show their strength.

You must know that in just a few days, there are more than 10,000 soldiers under Mao Dun, and it can be said that except for the old and weak, women and children, all of them are soldiers.

I saw everyone turn over and get on their horses, tie their belts around their waists, and quietly advance through the night.

It was only when the 60,000 cavalry approached the border under the leadership of Mao Dun that he spoke: "Hade, take someone to kill the scouts of Donghu and light a fire." ”

Hader nodded, as the new first warrior of the Huns, it was naturally easy to kill a few scouts.

Maudun's specially made rattling arrows shot into the night, causing a crisp sound.

The horror of the Huns has been exposed, and even in such a dark night, the Huns' bows and arrows can be fired in every way.

Although Lao Suo's buttocks hurt when he rode a horse, he was also chilling down his spine at the moment, and he was shocked.

Several Donghu spies only heard a sound and fell to the ground.

"Warriors of the Huns, charge with me!"

Woo~slightly......

As soon as Mao Dun's words fell, a strange whistling sound that seemed to be a roar came from the army, like a pack of wolves attacking, which was extremely weird.

Perhaps this is the origin of the Hun wolf ride, the strange sound of the sound spread far away, will be able to hit the hearts of the people, people are afraid before fighting.

It is light to say, and the Hun wolf cavalry marched all the way for three hundred miles, without the slightest resistance.

Until he saw a large bonfire, and here the king of Donghu heard a wolf howl with sleepy eyes, and he couldn't help but shiver, and he didn't feel any wine.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack! Fool, rise up and fight the enemy," shouted Butuo, the king of Donghu, and kicked Haji in the ass as he shouted.

Haji twisted a few times, but he still snorted.

At this time, Mao Dun led the Hun wolf cavalry to break through for a hundred miles, and the Donghu tribe got up piecemeal, and they were as surprised as the king of Donghu.

Then the trumpet of the enemy attack was made......

When the Hun wolf rode overwhelmingly and the black pressure was approaching, the king of Donghu was already dressed neatly, turned over and wanted to escape.

But seeing that the enemy was approaching, where could they flee, they could only shout desperately: "Warriors of Donghu, take up the sharp arrows in your hands and kill those stupid slaves for this king." ”

On the one hand, the armament was neatly mounted and galloping, and on the other hand, it was in a hurry to meet the battle, the 100,000 troops of the king of Donghu, 20,000 were stationed in the sheep pasture, and the 80,000 soldiers around him, only more than 40,000 formed a combat force.

But in the face of the surprise attack of Maudun's army, it was just a mantis arm blocking the car, and the situation on the battlefield could be described as one-sided.

The moment he saw King Donghu clearly, Mao Dun's face was hideous, and he drew his scimitar and galloped towards him.

"Death to the old thief!"

King Donghu was already frightened, and when he heard that the person was Mao Dun Shan Yu, he only had time to be surprised, and Dou Da's head fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

The head that opened its mouth and opened its eyes rolled a few more times before it stopped.

Mao Dun's hands trembled, and he could vaguely see the expression on his face change several times by the light of the fire, then he exhaled and said: "Pass the order, King Donghu is dead, surrender and not kill." ”

That night, the king of Donghu was killed in one move, and the territory of the Donghu tribe was completely returned to the Xiongnu.

Soldiers, women, cattle and sheep and all other property were all brought back to the Xiongnu court.

Lao Suo looked at the bloody Mao Dun, his expression moved, and he called out loudly: "Congratulations on Shan Yu's revenge." ”

Mao Dun knew that this time he could kill the king of Donghu with one blow, and the old man in front of him was indispensable, so he grinned and said: "It is all up to the old sage's strategy that Mao Dun can slash the enemy." ”

Before the words fell, Mao Dun Shan Yu had already hooked his hand on Lao Suo's shoulder, and said: "Lao Xian refuses to reveal his name, and he doesn't ask, but can you implore Lao Xian to stay and be my Xiongnu's national teacher?" ”

Hearing this, Lao Suo was shocked, didn't this Mao Dunmo want to build a country and live?

But here Lao Suo shook his head and said: "Respected Mao Dun Shan Yu, the old and old clothes have lived in the Central Plains for generations, but before I said that I can only help you with the northern grasslands, so that Shan Yu Mo will make it difficult for the old to do......"

Mao Dun nodded, feeling a little lost in his heart, and then a little melancholy.

Really!

It is still the Central Plains that is more talented, and it is incomparable to the people of the tribe.

At this time, Mao Dun was ambitious, his eyes had already looked at the tribes in the west, and then he shook his head, snorted the songs of the grassland, and walked slowly.

The sky is blue, the piano is melodious, for my beloved woman, dry the wine.

The autumn grass is yellow, the river is long, when will Qin Di be the king again......