"Shan Yu, the Han army deceived me, why did you attack Guishan?"

Di Lian leaned back slightly, and said with a calm face: "Who said that it was the Han army who was waiting for me to attack and disturb me?" It is clearly a Kushan cavalry. ”

Without waiting for others to say more, Di Lian continued to say as if to himself: "We know the Han army very well, and in the same way, the Han army knows us well enough, they should know in their hearts that no matter how secretive they do, we can guess the truth." They are trying to cover it up not so much, but to hide it from anyone else but us. Because no one knows each other so well except us and them. ”

Once in the East, the Xiongnu and the Han were the only two great empires standing at the top, and the rest were not qualified to be ranked with them, or even regarded as enemies.

Even now, such as the rest of the Guishan, they only know that the Northern Xiongnu and the Han are very strong, but they don't know how strong they are.

"Kushan and Sabbath don't know how powerful we are in the steppe, so they won't be what we think. They will only be suspicious of each other, because normally, if the Han people want to attack us, there is no need to hide it. At such a distance, there is no motive. ”

"In this case, if we want to protect ourselves, we must show our strength to deter them, otherwise with our current situation of foreign power and middle force, once we lose our deterrent power, it will be difficult to survive under the encirclement of the two countries."

"Rest is now about to be cornered, and it's not good to press again at this time. And the Kushan, the south is at war with the body poison, and the northern nobles watching the fire on the other side have already caused many people to be dissatisfied, and it is a great opportunity to attack. Leaving 50,000 elite horsemen to guard the clan, the rest all went south together to attack Kushan. Dilian said directly.

"Yes!"

Although there was some confusion in his heart, out of absolute trust in Shan Yu, all the generals present did not have any doubts, and their hearts were full of excitement.

Then everyone retreated in order, leaving only Mao Ling.

"You still have doubts in your mind, do you?"

Looking at Mao Ling, Di Lian said slowly.

"Hmm. Alone, it is meaningless for us to attack Guishan regardless of victory or defeat, this is the time to rest and recuperate, and it is not appropriate to use troops. Mao Ling said.

"I know, but we don't have a choice, I'm afraid that the one from Da Chu has already set his sights on us." Only Mao Ling was left, and Di Lian also took off his disguise slightly, slightly powerless.

"We can continue to migrate! Further west, go to the border between Sabbath and Rome, and associate with Sabbath to borrow an area to recuperate and help it fight against Rome. A hint of hideousness flashed across her face, but Mao Ling still gritted her teeth.

"Run away again? Then I'm afraid that our Northern Huns really don't have the courage anymore. Dilian sighed softly.

"And now there's a lot of risk of moving west. Rest and Rome are both strong enemies, and they rush to break their confrontation, and the result is unpredictable. At this time, moving west is a policy, and it is not good to do it unless it is a last resort. ”

"Will the Han people let us go?" Mao Ling asked.

Dilian was silent when he heard this. As Shan Yu of the Northern Xiongnu in this era, the pressure on him is really incomparable. Shan Yu used to be a representative of glory and the embodiment of immortality, wantonly leading his people across the grassland to be enemies of the world. Nowadays, however, this name is no longer so dazzling, but more of a responsibility and hope.

Dilian knows that he has to be careful in every decision he makes. The current Northern Xiongnu are the most vulnerable, like walking on a tightrope, and if you don't pay attention, you may fall into a cliff.

"I don't know." Di Lian sighed lightly: "That Heavenly Son of Da Chu is not an easy character to deal with. I hope that this time is just a temptation for him to have nothing to do, otherwise, I am afraid that the Northern Huns will never have peace. ”

"Then where is the way out for my Northern Huns?" Mao Ling's heart was cold, and her eyes seemed to have lost their brilliance.

"The West." Dilian said in a firm tone.

"Just because you can't go at this time doesn't mean you can't go later. Immortality will not abandon us, there is the existence of Han people in the East, there is no place for us, but there is no place for us in the West. ”

"The Roman and Sabbatical empires, though powerful, were also fraught with many dangers. All we have to do now is continue to hibernate and preserve the strength to live. Wait for the time to come. This is the only vitality of my Northern Xiongnu. ”

The Han people of this era were not corrupted by the Confucianism and the family that gradually deteriorated later, and they were still full of blood. There is no so-called revenge with virtue, but a serious revenge of ten lifetimes can still be avenged.

If the Northern Xiongnu do not appear in the Western Regions, once they appear, they will be greeted by the crazy revenge of the Han people, rather than a small temptation in front of them.

Dilian knew this very well, so he understood that in the East they would never come out of nowhere. The Han people could not tolerate them. Once they began to expand, there were signs of rising, and the Han people would kill them regardless of life or death, and nip the hope of the rise of the Northern Xiongnu in the bud again. Only by fleeing to the west could the Northern Xiongnu have the possibility of resurrection.

"To the West, will we still be us?" Mao Ling smiled bitterly.

Although he has always acted as a representative of the anti-war faction and is regarded as a coward by many clansmen, in fact, he has no less blood in his heart than anyone else.

"We've resisted long enough. Resisted all the way from the royal court, and was chased and killed for hundreds of years to get here. That's really enough. ”

Clenched his hands tightly, letting his sharp nails pierce his palms, Dilian's heart was full of blood and tears.

"As Shan Yu, I must take my people to live, I can't watch them die for that impossible result!" Dilian let out a low cry of pain.

The law of the jungle is an eternal truth. The Northern Xiongnu, who grew up in the grasslands since childhood, understood this truth very thoroughly.

The Han people are too strong, so strong that there is no hope at all. No matter how oppressed they were, the Han people never perished, on the contrary, they became stronger.

Although far west of Kangju, Dilian has been paying attention to the situation of the Han people. Shanyue, Nanban, Xiqiang, and Sanhu in the north fell into the hands of the Han people one by one, and they were powerless to fight back. A northern Sanhu beaten by Gongsun Chan was almost extinct. You must know that at that time, the combined power of the northern Sanhu was not worse than that of the Xiongnu at the peak, and the combat power was at least six or seven percent. But in this way, they can't compete with Gongsun Zhan, who controls a mere state. How does this not make people feel hopeless.

To survive or to perish, to avoid or to resist, Dilian had to choose the former.

"I see." Mao Ling sighed lightly, her originally upright figure was slightly rickety, as if her spine had been pulled off in an instant.

"When a man dies, there is nothing. I want to take my people to live, to live......" Sitting on the throne of Shan Yu in despair, Dilian muttered with empty eyes and uncontrollably.

Looking at Di Lian's appearance, Mao Ling couldn't help but feel bitter in her heart. Perhaps the most painful thing among the clansmen is the patriarch in front of him, he has too much to carry.

Turning around and leaving slowly, when he opened the tent door, Mao Ling paused slightly: "Shan Yu, your choice is not wrong." Also, if possible, after you have taken your people away, let me and some of them go into self-exile, and we want to go back to the royal court. ”

But without waiting for an answer, he laid down the door of his tent and departed. Leaving only a lonely man in the darkened tent.