Chapter 163: Ambition
In the early morning, the sky turned white.
The north wind howled, blowing the dead grass in the mountains and forests, and everyone felt a deep chill.
This winter, it seems to be getting colder and colder.
Rao is like this, Zhao Jia, Li Mu and others still appeared outside the canyon early, waiting quietly, and their faces showed a little expectation.
"General, son, the Huns have sent a messenger over!"
The taste of waiting in the cold wind is not so pleasant.
When Zhao Jia heard the slightly excited voice of the scout, a smile finally appeared on his face.
But soon, Zhao Jia restrained his smile.
He knew that this war would not really end until he got the heads of the Xiongnu Shan Yu and the left and right Xian kings, and did not collect the weapons of the Xiongnu and control the leaders of the Xiongnu tribes.
"Bring the Hun envoy over."
Not long after Li Mu's order was issued, several Huns came to the two of them with three heads.
"The head man of the Sulu tribe, on behalf of the leaders of the Huns, should be requested by the honorable general to carry the heads of Shan Yu and the left and right virtuous kings, in order to show the meaning of sincerity."
"I hope that the noble and benevolent general will keep his promise and let us leave the canyon alive!"
Touman, with two warriors from a large tribe, put down the three heads, and lay down on the ground behind him, and said in fear.
Li Mu checked the heads of the three people, and confirmed that it was Xiongnu Shan Yu and the left and right Xian Wang, and only then did a slight smile appear on his face.
He stepped forward, helped Touman up, and said, "Since Ben General has already made a promise, and you have shown sincerity, I will naturally not break my promise." ”
Touman and the people of the two large tribes were all full of joy when they heard this, and they showed a look of gratitude.
At the same time, Zhao Jia frowned slightly.
"Touman, this name is so familiar!"
The dusty memory in his mind suddenly poured out, and Zhao Jia began to look at the thin Touman.
"Shan Yu, who unified the Xiongnu for the first time in history, is also called Touman, which seems to be from the Sulu tribe."
Zhao Jia's eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous intent loomed in his heart.
Today's Xiongnu tribes, although they continued to invade the border of Zhao in previous years, did not even dare to compete with the Yue clan and Lin Hu because they failed to completely unify them.
In history, the Xiongnu were first beheaded by Li Mu with 100,000 ranks, and then chased by the 300,000 Qin army commanded by Meng Tian, which can be described as heavy casualties.
Rao is so, when Qin Shi Huang died, unified the Xiongnu all the departments of the head of the head Manshan Yu, led the people to the south again, occupied the fertile pasture, still let the Xiongnu grow rapidly.
Especially after his son Mao Dun killed his father and inherited it, it made the Xiongnu unprecedentedly strong and became a big trouble in the north of the Han Dynasty.
Zhao Jia had learned about that period of history and knew the importance of Touman and his son Maodun to the unification of the Xiongnu.
Therefore.
After Zhao Jia knew that the young man in front of him was called Touman, and he was a member of the Sulu tribe, he would have a killing intent in his heart.
Tou Man still stood respectfully in front of Li Mu, with joy and fear on his face, and his body trembled slightly, completely trembling.
But soon, Touman raised his head and looked at Zhao Jia, who was looking murderous.
After glancing at it, Touman quickly lowered his head, and there was a faint uneasiness in his eyes.
"Did I guess wrong?"
Just now, Touman suddenly had a feeling of fright, as if someone was going to kill him.
Superior intuition made Touman set his eyes on the young man next to him.
"How many Huns are there in the canyon?"
Li Mu's inquiry brought Tou Man back from his uneasiness, and hurriedly bowed down and replied: "After several battles with the general, as well as last night's battle, there are less than 80,000 soldiers in the canyon. ”
Li Mu stroked his beard, turned his head to look at Zhao Jia, and asked, "Since Gongzi took the lead in mentioning the matter of surrender, it is better to leave the matter of this peace negotiation to Gongzi to handle." ”
Zhao Jia didn't postpone it too much, but nodded very happily.
He came to Touman's side and looked at this teenager, who was only a teenager, and the murderous intent in his heart had already been reined in.
"Who killed the Xiongnu Shan Yu and the left and right virtuous kings?"
Touman looked up at Zhao Jia and said respectfully: "Dare to ask Gongzi, who is it, can you represent Zhao Guo with full powers to discuss this surrender?" ”
Before Zhao Jia could reply, Li Mu laughed and said: "This person is the eldest grandson of the Great King, who has successively commanded the two countries of Dapo Yan and Qin, and now he has been named Pingqi Jun. ”
"For your surrender signal, Childe is completely capable of calling the shots."
Tou Man was secretly shocked when he heard this, and bowed down again and said, "The villain greets the son." ”
"The left and right virtuous kings were killed by the two warriors behind the villain, and as for Shan Yu, he died at the hands of the villain."
Hearing Touman's words, Li Mu and Zhao Jia were quite surprised.
The two people who followed Touman were extremely tall and powerful, and if the two of them killed the left and right virtuous kings, it would be nothing.
Xiongnu Shan Yu, that is the supreme leader of the entire Xiongnu.
How could Touman, who was so thin and had not yet grown up, kill him?
Even if Shan Yu's tribe is eventually defeated, he should be given a dignified death, and it is impossible to be killed by the people of the small tribe of Touman.
As if seeing the doubts in the hearts of the two, Touman knelt on the ground and said: "Shan Yu has a deep authority, even if his troops are broken by the coalition forces, no one dares to step forward to kill Shan Yu." ”
"The villain has long admired the powerful and wealthy Zhao State, and he knows that only by surrendering Zhao can he keep the clansmen alive, so he simply gave it a go and cut off the order at the head to sacrifice to the son, in exchange for the hope that the clansmen can survive."
"Touman knows that the following crimes have already made many people have a grudge against him, if there is no son to protect him, let alone Touman himself, even the Touman tribe will probably suffer a catastrophe."
"It's not a pity for Touman to die, as long as the son can keep the scar, my tribe is willing to die for the son!"
The two warriors who followed behind Touman also knelt on the ground when they saw this, and said loudly: "I and the tribe behind us are also willing to die for Gongzi!" ”
Zhao Jia's eyes showed a solemn look.
It was only then that he knew that it was not by luck that Touman was able to rise to prominence in history and finally unify the Xiongnu tribes.
Touman, who is still only a teenager, already has such courage and scheming, if he is allowed to develop, he will definitely be a hero in the future.
But soon, Zhao Jia shook his head.
Regardless of whether Touman unified the Xiongnu tribes in history, he is now only a prisoner of Zhao Guojie.
Zhao Jia only needed one thought to kill Touman, and even be able to completely wipe out the entire Tou Man tribe.
A person like Touman is a vicious dog that devours the Lord if he doesn't use it well; If it is used well, it is the dog king who can command many hunting dogs.
Zhao Jia believes that he has the ability and capital to control this hungry dog.
"Touman, you're doing a very good job."
"You have made a great contribution to killing the Huns this time, even if some people are resentful, my son will protect you."
"It's not just you, it's the Devil who will be sheltered."
"As long as you are loyal to Zhao and help Zhao to restrain the rest of the Huns who surrendered, my son can even promise to make the Schug tribe the most powerful tribe and make you the leader of the Slugg."
Touman raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of shock and joy.
Ambition, like the spark that fell into the haystack, soon became a prairie fire.
Isn't that what he's waiting for?
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