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After the rain in Chang'an, the autumn wind is in the north. When the huge waves of Chang'an were stirring, across the grassland desert, the sword armor covered the sun and smoke, and the heroic and invincible Han family was galloping on the horse, galloping on this vast land.

The Yin Mountains and the Qilian Mountains form a natural barrier for most of the circle, and the snow water flowing down from the ice peaks of the Tianshan Mountains merges into several rivers that nourish this green grassy land. As the last piece of paradise of the Huns, this place once gave birth to countless fierce warriors, and it is also the origin of their ancestors.

Today, however, it is no longer their spiritual home and soul habitat. The Hun cavalry, who had become captives, watched the conquerors from the Han Dynasty show off their might and trample on their horses, and no longer dared to resist.

The Huns were completely crippled. Under the intimidation of iron hooves, swords and crossbows, most of them chose to surrender with their hands tied. And only a small number of fierce and difficult opponents, they desperately rushed out, and finally got rid of the encirclement of the Han army, and then escaped far into the depths of the desert, without a trace.

These remnants of the Xiongnu, who hated the Han people all their lives, trekked through the desert Gobi, went through countless hardships, traveled thousands of miles, and it can be said that they died nine times before they found another place to settle down in the extreme west. Their descendants have always been hostile to the Han Dynasty. It's just that he can't do it, just like an ant looking at an elephant, he can only curse the increasingly powerful and prosperous Eastern Empire from afar, and his heart is full of nostalgia for the invincible Hun ancestors.

The rest of the Xiongnu tribes who chose to surrender and submit did not know what the future direction would be, nor did they know what the fate of the awaited would be. They could only watch as the Han Dynasty occupied the land, drove cattle and sheep, and temporarily took away all their property.

A large number of merchants, officials, and other people of various identities came from the Central Plains. Armed with a variety of missions, they worked tirelessly to reach a place once occupied by the most formidable enemy.

The general Wei Qing handed over all these complicated affairs other than military affairs to Sima in the army. This military Sima named Zhao Shiqi has followed the Black Eagle Army for many years, and he can also be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles. Because he had already been given the opportunity by the young marquis who was already in Chang'an before leaving, he knew very well what he should do.

In addition to fighting horses, Wei Qing only occasionally asks about these things, and does not participate too much. Because he knew that Yuan Zhao was very thoughtful. The complete victory of the Battle of Mobei was actually already expected by him. Thinking of what the man who was more than ten years younger than himself had said before leaving, his heart was extremely emotional.

"The Huns' major event is about to arrive. After eliminating this great trouble, there is nothing to stop the rapid development of the Han Dynasty...... It's just that, Brother Qing, you must remember that you can't kill these aliens when you treat them...... In the world, relying only on the power of force, permanent peace can never be reached...... The best way to do this is to subdue them. Only when they are extremely eager to integrate into the culture and way of life of the Chinese nation can they surrender willingly. By doing this, we will be able to turn hostility into peace, unite the whole world, and achieve a truly peaceful ....... ”

Wei Qing sighed. Even if I read again, I can't reach such a vision! Yuan Zhao, this person, since they met that year, he has always had a strange feeling in his heart, he seems to be able to know five hundred years in advance and five hundred years after five hundred years, everything is clear in his chest, and the cloth in his hand is all wonderful chess!

This is not a delusion, nor is it a speculation without a reason. Because there are living examples in front of us, which makes people have to be convinced.

The glacier flows quietly, and in the autumn wind, the war horses are neighing loudly, adding countless tragic and magnificent atmospheres. The main camp of the Han army, in the big tent of the Chinese army, the generals are lined up. A total of more than a dozen generals, including the Black Eagle Army and the Red Fire Army, are all here. Their faces were filled with the joy of victory, and they listened quietly to the conversation between the general and the guests, and no one dared to make a noise.

In the big tent, there were a few people sitting opposite. General Wei Qing strictly organized the army, and it was strictly forbidden to drink alcohol during the battle. Therefore, in such a situation, you can only treat each other with tea.

The conversation was actually very brief. Many things have been agreed on a long time ago. Yu Dan, the prince of the Xiongnu, and Mo Yunbai, the desert god who has changed their identities, made a special trip to the Han army camp to visit the general Wei Qing this time, and it was just to re-determine the cooperation between the two aspects.

These trivial matters, the general naturally has no intention of paying attention to them personally, and he has Zhao Shiqi Sima and others to implement the rules. Moreover, Wei Qing believed that after receiving his Flying Eagle message, Yuan Zhao would definitely send capable people in the shortest possible time to come to Saibei to implement the plan he had been planning for a long time.

The two parties were satisfied with the conversation. For the cooperation of the Han army, Prince Yu Dan gave his gratitude. Whether it is public or private, this Xiongnu prince who has been in exile for many years with hatred finally returned to his homeland, and it is all the power of the Han Dynasty. He was naturally grateful for this. Moreover, from now on, the fate of the Xiongnu ethnic group is pinned on the foreign policy of the Han Dynasty, and he has to be cautious if he wants to choose the most suitable path for the survival of the Xiongnu.

On the contrary to him, Mo Yunbai's attitude was very indifferent. Few people are yet to realize the power of a religious belief. But Mo Yunbai believed very much in the covenant that Yuan Zhao had made with him at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains a long time ago.

The riches and illustrious worlds, the power of kings, and so on are just passing moments. And the only people who have been worshiped through the ages are the sages! He was white and wanted to embark on this path of sages.

Yu Dan, who will soon become the new Shan Yu of the Huns, and Mo Yunbai, who will soon become the spiritual leader of the steppe desert with his own ability, have all got what they wanted. Then they went away satisfied.

"General, the Han army has given them so much support and help, will there be any hidden dangers left ......?"

Sima Zhao Shiqi, a member of the army who participated in the whole thing, watched their figures leave. Turning his head, he asked respectfully.

In fact, his worry was also unanimous in the hearts of the generals. Everyone looked at Wei Qing and wanted to hear his opinion.

"There's no need to worry about it. That's not what you and I should think about...... Yuanhou has already made up his mind, and he just does it. ”

Wei Qing has always been concise and clear when he speaks, and he will never hide it or drag mud and water. This style has long been accustomed to by all the officers and men under his command.

Hearing the general mention of Yuan Zhao, Zhao Shiqi immediately swallowed back what he wanted to say again. Since this person has set a strategy, there is no need to ask. The other generals also showed a relieved look on their faces, and whispered a few words, mixed with a few praises in between. It's nothing more than saying that Yuanhou's decision will definitely not be wrong.

Wei Qing waved his hand and motioned for the generals to disperse and go to act according to the time granted. These generals, who were already destined to become the generals of the Han Empire by virtue of their own merits, responded to the order and rushed away. It was this group of people who had shed thousands of miles of blood, fought hard, and completely defeated the northern enemy of the Central Plains for hundreds of years with the most courageous and fearless spirit. Now, it's time for them to take the leap!

"Chang'an, there is new news coming"

Hou Weiqing, who had a resolute look on his face, asked in a low voice. Ten years of armor, experienced in a hundred battles, holding the most elite army of the empire, he is still the person who looks like a humble gentleman. It's just that the mood has changed dramatically.

"General Qiqi, since I received the news yesterday, there is no new news today." The personal armor soldier standing not far away hurriedly walked over and bowed to reply.

Wei Qing fell silent. Although he is in the army, he knows everything about what happened in Chang'an recently. The people who were most important to him were involved, and he was very worried. Although he knew that Yuan Zhao was in charge of Chang'an, it was expected that there would not be too much danger. But after all, there was some apprehension in my heart.

"Sister, Ju'er, Bing'er...... And Yuan Zhao, you must not have anything to do with anyone......! ”

The wind is about to rise, and Hou Weiqing, who led 100,000 iron cavalry to sweep through Mobei, stood at a high place and looked at the direction of Chang'an, with infinite concern in his heart.

And at this moment in the Chang'an Weiyang Palace, the emperor's anger is almost impossible to suppress. He looked at the crown prince Liu Ju, who was kneeling on the ground and still refused to admit his mistake, and scolded loudly, his hands and feet trembling a little.

Outside the palace gate, the young man who was holding a medicine box in his hand and didn't know when he was standing and listening shook his head slightly, and sighed with a wry smile.

"Who's out there? Is it Yuan Zhao? Hum! I know you're coming....... ”

The Emperor stopped yelling and turned his gaze coldly to the door. The chill in his tone made everyone shudder.

Hearing the emperor's voice, Yuan Zhao stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, without looking at the worried eyes of the queen behind him and Princess Suxi, who ran over after hearing the news, he walked in alone.

"Your Majesty, you are not in good health now, the residual poison has not been cleared, you should not be angry easily, you still have to slow down your mood to speed up the recovery of your body."

After Shi Li paid his respects, in the eyes of the emperor who wanted to eat people, Yuan Zhao's expression was flat, and his tone was calm, completely like a doctor telling a patient.

"My body knows that I can't die yet! How...... Is that all there is to it? ”

There was a deep mockery in his cold tone, and the emperor couldn't tell what it was like to look at this young courtier he had once placed infinite hopes on.

"Why should Your Majesty do this? Everything the minister did was for the sake of the Han Dynasty...... Oh, let's not talk about that yet. Your Majesty, the residual poison in your body must be removed as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable. These newly prepared pills, please take them immediately...... Your Majesty. ”

"Bold Yuan Zhao! You, you...... Is this going to rebel against the king, come to someone, come quickly! The Emperor was astonished and angry, and shouted loudly.

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