Chapter 43 Whoever the fuck is playing at the bottom of the kettle

The Xiongnu have never been an empire, nor have they ever been a real country, and the reason for their current size is entirely because of the eloquent Mao Dunshan who used incomparably powerful force to pinch the nomadic tribes on the steppe into a mess.

When the hand is strong, even the wet sand can be kneaded into a ball, and when the hand has no strength, the clump of wet sand will fall apart.

Especially when the backbone of the Xiongnu Shan Yu didn't know who it was, there was no moisture in the sand, and at this time, even the most powerful force could not pinch a ball of dry sand.

In order to become Shan Yu, Yi Zhixian rewarded the pastures and herdsmen belonging to the royal court to the nobles who took refuge in him without principle, but he didn't know that doing so would only accelerate the disintegration of the Xiongnu.

Just when the big ghost witch was gushing to persuade Yu Dan, the left and right generals, the left and right big households, and even those little kings had already obtained what they wanted from the secret envoys sent by Yi Zhixi, and these things were impossible for Yu Shan to give them.

This method has a strong Han family memory, and the nineteenth of the thirty-six plans is called the bottom of the kettle, which is extremely similar to the current scene.

Yi Zhixian naturally doesn't know what is called Sun Tzu's Art of War, whether it is the eunuch Zhongxing Shuo or the traitor Han Wangxin, they are not particularly literary people, and they still have no chance to dabble in the relatively high-end knowledge of "Sun Tzu's Art of War".

However, the Huns, based on their own national characteristics, may know the "Art of War", but they cannot further understand it.

The Huns were known for their military force...... Yi Zhixian was already a calm person, he knew what was good for him, but he didn't know how to carry out such a plan.

Now, this strategy has been perfectly implemented in the Xiongnu, and only one person has the ability to grasp this situation, and that is Liu Ling.

After seeing the greed of the Huns, Liu Ling easily came up with such a plan, which was not difficult for her, a person who was born in the royal family and haunted the sea of stratagems all day long.

The left and right generals, the left and right big bosses and those little kings, since they came together with Yu Shan because of their interests, then only interests can move them, and only those interests that Yu Shan can't give them can move them.

People who combine with interests will eventually collapse because of interests!

It was because of such an extremely reasonable passage that Yi Zhixian was completely immersed in Liu Ling's boundless gentleness, and he wanted to possess Liu Ling's knowledge by taking possession of Liu Ling!

It was through this ploy that Yi Zhixian saw the importance of Liu Ling, and he admired her from the bottom of his heart as a good woman!

Liu Ling was lying on the bed, Ruyi Yinping was massaging her body, even if she was as strong as Liu Ling, she also felt tired under the endless conquest of the powerful Yi Zhixi.

Moncha was sitting at the door, he was mending a bow, this bow was specially found by Liu Ling to give it to him, it was an old thing of the military minister Shan Yu, and Moncha hoped that through oil maintenance, this bow could be rescued and revitalized.

Liu Ling was playing with a small sheepskin scroll in his hand, which was the same scroll that the military minister Shan had given to Meng Cha before he died.

"It's too far, why did the military minister Shan Yu put the treasure in the distant fishing sea?"

Liu Ling struggled to figure out what the map meant.

The Great Han Kingdom paid tribute to the Great Xiongnu for more than 80 years, and this huge wealth was buried in the fishing sea by three generations of Shan Yu.

After weighing the balance of power between the Han and the Xiongnu, the wise Mao Dunshan decisively believed that the Xiongnu might be arrogant for a while, but there was no way to maintain the chance of victory forever, and one day, it would be finally liquidated by the powerful Han State.

He knew that how much harm he had done to the Han was as deep as the hatred of the Han Kingdom towards the Xiongnu.

This is a dead knot that cannot be untied, and can only leave materials for the Huns to make a comeback, hoping that the Huns will not be killed by the Han people.

"Are you going to give this thing to Shan Yu?" Ruyi asked cautiously.

Liu Ling glanced at Ruyi and said: "Of course not, the emperor is still small, and Mengcha is also a little older, but at present, he can still be compromised."

Ruyi, we didn't come to the Xiongnu to be a family member and have children, let alone to ease the tense situation between the Han and the Xiongnu.

We came to the Huns to control this powerful beast, I want to use this beast to make my emperor's brother whisper to me, I want to use this beast to make my father bow to me, how can his unsuccessful sons be as good as me! ”

Ruyi lay on the head of the bed and looked at Liu Ling with a smile and said, "Lord Weng, do you treat him as Yunlang every time you are with Yi Zhilan?" ”

Liu Ling scolded with a smile: "You talk a lot." ”

Yinping followed with a smile: "Anyway, several times you shouted Lang Lang, Yi Zhixian thought you were shouting him, but we know who you are shouting!" ”

Liu Ling supported his chin with both hands and thought for a while: "It's really like this, this guy will always change into Yi Zhi's oblique appearance and lie on top of me...... Hahaha"

Moncha was alarmed by the laughter in the tent, and secretly glanced inside, but was smashed by a sheep bone thrown by Ruyi.

"Look at what you see, and look at it and gouge out your eyeballs!"

Silver Screen viciously threatens Moncha.

Moncha smirked twice, picked up the lamb bone with meat, and bit it happily.

Of course, Yun Lang would not incarnate Yi Zhi obliquely to do those fragrant things, even in his dreams, he did not have Liu Ling's acres and thirds of land.

In his dreams, the most appearing is his daughter, even Song Qiao is not as many as Yunyin, every time Yunyin appears in his dream, when he reaches out of his little fat hand to ask his father to hug him, his heart will automatically melt, and he would rather sleep to death than wake up.

Liu Er, who shouted him to get up to attend a military meeting, was hit with a heavy boot......

Today, it is the first military meeting held by Xie Changchuan since the Huns retreated, Huo Quai, Yun Lang was fortunate to participate in Xie Dashuai's meeting.

It was a glorious spoils meeting!

"Su Jian came from Shuofang, Gongsun Ao came from Yanmen, and Li Guang also led troops from Youbeiping to kill.

It is said that Wei Qing's whereabouts are unknown now, God knows where he went, anyway, it is on the grassland, not too far from us.

Therefore, there is nothing for us to do to fight, and His Majesty's only request for us is to continue to stick to Baishan Mountain.

This time, the brothers fought well, at least they didn't throw my head to the Huns, and the old man was satisfied......"

Pei Yan waited for Xie Changchuan to finish speaking, and then spoke: "Thirteen thousand one hundred and forty-seven soldiers were killed in the battle, the old rules, the heaviest feats are theirs, no one has an opinion, right?" ”

The generals shook their heads in unison, even if it was Yun Lang, Huo Quzhi also shook his head quickly, because Xie Changchuan's pair of bull's eyes were patrolling back and forth murderously.

Pei Yan said with a smile: "No matter if you have a grudge against the robe who died in battle, or if you have a hate, even if it is the hatred of killing your father, you will forget the hatred of taking your wife."

If they live, you can do whatever you love, and now that they're dead, it's fucking dead.

If there are still unwilling people who can remember all the hatred on Yeye, anyway, as long as Yeye knows that you are embarrassed by the old and weak women and children in the family, Yeye will definitely not let you go! ”

Yun Lang glanced at the officers in the military tent and found that several guys didn't seem to be very convinced, so they just held their breath and kept silent.

It seems that the army is really not so harmonious on the surface, at least there are still people who are unwilling to let go of those dead people.

I don't know what kind of hatred between them can make him miss it like this.

"You come first!" Xie Changchuan's thick fingers were about to hit Yun Lang's nose.

"Huh? What am I talking about? Even if you say it, my general will say it first! "At this time, Huo Qubing must be pushed to the front, and the dignity and humility that should be paid attention to.

Xie Changchuan was white and was about to speak, Huo Quzhi said: "He is a person who is specifically responsible for fighting, and you have the final say on the ghost ideas that harm people in the army of the Captain, you say it first!" ”

Yun Lang smiled, he found out that Xie Changchuan was actually a goblin, and the cavalry captain had no grievances with everyone here, and all he had to say was to support the big handsome.

The problem is that this old thief not only wants to ride the captain to speak, but also to pull a group of people in the captain to endorse the dead soldiers, and if anyone deals with the orphans of the dead soldiers in the future, the captain must be alone in the crusade.