"Liu Bao, the king of Zuoxian, has long been looking forward to the position of the Xiongnu Da Danyu, right?" Xiao Yi touched his nose lightly, his smile was still so kind, but a pair of sharp eyes went straight into people's hearts like knives, and it was a knife to the blood, "Listen, big man, never canonize unruly ministers!" ”

"The Metropolitan Governor's words are wrong, the Huns have been canonized by the Son of Heaven of the Han Dynasty for generations, as if they are serving their fathers with sons, why are they disrespectful?"

"Hehe, since he said that he served his father with his son, now that the monarch is sitting upstairs, why don't you kneel down and pay respects? …… Could it be that you want to be a rebel without a king and a father? ”

"Is this ......?"

The old wizard suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, if it wasn't for the skeletal crutches in his hand to support him, he would almost fall on his head, Xiao Yi's words were like a quenched poison, and it was piercing the soft underbelly of their Huns!

Since the division of the Xiongnu in the north and south, the southern tribes have attached, to the Han Dynasty, since then, the Xiongnu Da Dan Yu must go through the formal canonization of the Han court, in order to be justified, in order to be recognized by the grassland departments, more than 200 years down, this rule has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, unshakable!

Although Liu Bao defeated his own uncle and occupied the court of the Xiongnu, but without being canonized by the Han Dynasty, he did not dare to rashly claim to be Da Danyu, and has been dealing with the affairs of the royal court as the king of Zuoxian.

Kuokuo came to Xuchang this time, the main task is to ask for the seal of Liu Bao to the Han Dynasty, and rightfully ascend to the throne of Shan Yu, and order all the departments of the grassland, if he refuses to bend because of his knees, and finally makes the canonization of the matter yellow, Liu Bao will inevitably be thunderous, so the hope of shamanic revival will be dashed, how can he not be afraid?

"Kneel? Or not kneeling? Is it important to have your own knees, or is it important to have shamanism that has been passed down in the steppe for thousands of years? ”

After weighing the pros and cons repeatedly in his heart, the old wizard finally made up his mind, people have to have backbone to live, but they have to eat!

Hands put down, kneeling on the ground, the old wizard bowed three times and bowed nine times to the Wufeng Tower very standardly, "The Hun envoy is wide and wide, pay homage to His Majesty the Supreme Emperor of the Han Dynasty, long live!" ”

"Wow! Kneel down, really kneel! ”

"Well, the posture is quite standard, and it seems that I have practiced a lot in private......"

There was a commotion among the civil and military officials, even the little emperor upstairs was smiling, and his self-esteem was greatly satisfied, it seems that the Huns are still very good at talking, I didn't see Xiao Yi come forward and say a few words, just kneel down, not bad, not bad!

On the imperial steps, Cao Cao was even happier than the little emperor, the beard on his chest was brushed and brushed, and he was about to go to the sky, Xiao Yi was able to convince the Hun envoy, which shows that he used people properly, just like Qi Huan Gong reused Guan Zhong, and Han Gaozu dug Han Xin, and the last glory is not all owned by him Cao Mengde, so wait and see, waiting for Xiao Yi to make persistent efforts!

Next, the First Warrior of the Prairie!

"Shall I call you Uvi? Or is it unharmed? Xiao Yi came to the young man of mixed race with a smile on his face, not a smile, not a sneer, but a faint ridicule!

For those who forget their ancestors and betray their own clan bloodline, heaven and earth hate it!

This mixed-race young man was originally surnamed Li, and he was the grandson of Li Yun, the king of the right school, that is, the descendant of the famous flying general Li Guang, because of his special identity, when he was very young, he was sent to live in the Xiongnu royal court and became a close attendant of Da Shan Yu, in fact, he was a hostage, which was also one of the means for the Huns to control the Li family!

The plasticity of the child is very strong, living with the Huns every day, living in tents, gnawing on meat, plus his own Han blood has been very thin, over time, he has also been assimilated, whether it is living habits, or deep in his heart, completely regard himself as a Huns, and give up his real name, renamed Uwei, the meaning of the Hun wilderness lone wolf. Δ(viii)(1)Chinese Ω Net*.┡81.

"Whether it is Uwei or Li Wuxian, I am recognized as the number one warrior of the grassland, and this title is made by me with a scimitar, bow and arrow, and it has nothing to do with the name!" Uwe's voice was like a cluster of arrows, sharp, hard, and ruthless, reflecting a strong sense of confidence, but deep down, only he knew.

No matter what era it is, mixed-race children are an embarrassing existence, Uwei is no exception, since childhood, the Huns call him a little Han barbarian, bullying everywhere, and the real Han people regard their Li family as the descendants of traitors, they are mixed-race mongreds, and they are also not accepted, so he and his people can only live in the cracks, forever inferior.

It is this kind of discrimination that deeply stimulates Uwe's self-esteem, since he was a child, he has been practicing riding and archery hard, being strong everywhere, and constantly forcing himself to be strong, strong, and strong!

Just like a real grassland lone wolf, fighting bloodily, traveling thousands of miles alone, if you can't do it, it's a dead end!

Maybe it is the resurrection of the bloodline of the ancestors, since the age of ten years, Uwei's riding skills and knife skills have subdued all the Huns of the same age, especially a handful of beaded fast arrows, one hundred hundred, but also the best of the grassland, at the age of eighteen he bent the bow and shot down the giant eagle in the sky, won the honorary title of the condor shooter!

Later, Da Shan Yu Yu Fu Luo died of arrow sores and cracks, the Hun royal court was in chaos, Uwei took the opportunity to escape, returned to the right school king tribe, in the past few years, he took the tribal warriors, went around to fight and kill, defeated countless strong enemies, annexed one tribe after another, it can be said that the right school king can have today's status and strength, Uwei is a great contribution!

"Since it's Li Yun's grandson, it's good that the right school Wang Department can have today, you must know the ins and outs of it, hehe, the child is disobedient, it's time to spank!" Xiao Yi stretched out his hand, made a pinching motion, and then looked at the sky with his eyes, as if you understood yourself.

The right school Wang Department can show its strength, it is completely stained with the light of the Yanmen War, and the other tribes are all badly damaged, but they are the only ones who hide behind, not a single soldier is injured, and they also take advantage of the chaos of the Xiongnu royal court to collect a lot of defeated soldiers, which is slowly rising......

And in the past few years, Xiao Yi has helped them in secret, a large number of armor, weapons, food, and medicinal herbs have passed through the caravan of the Liang family, from the Yanmen Pass, and continuously transported to the tribe of the Right Colonel, and then exchanged for strategic materials such as war horses, cattle tendons, and horns.

If Xiao Yi is really ruthless and cuts off this smuggling transaction, then the right school Wang Department will immediately be like a weaned child, although he will not starve to death, he will definitely be hungry and cry, and it will be difficult to grow up in the future!

"How dare you"

Uwei looked murderous, but his heart trembled fiercely, as Li Yun's grandson, he naturally knew the importance of those smuggled materials to the tribe, once cut off, the tribe would immediately fall into trouble, and then it would be difficult to continue to be like a sky, and on the grassland, if a tribe could not grow, sooner or later it would be divided and devoured by others

"You can try, see if I dare, from Xuchang to Yanmen Pass, the fast horse can arrive in five days at most, as long as I have a warrant, after five days, your tribe will not want to get another grain of grain, a piece of iron!"

Xiao Yi's eyes were like electricity, revealing strong self-confidence, and the smuggling transaction on the grassland was a matter of life and death for the Right Colonel Wangbu, but it was not so important to the Xuanjia Army, if he wanted a war horse, he could get it from the Xiqiang Thirty-six Division, and Zhelan would never refuse.

Moreover, he had already secretly ordered Ma Liu, who was sitting in Chang'an, to choose a place with abundant water and grass on the Guanzhong Plain, establish a horse farm, and train military horses, which has now been quite effective, and it will not take a few years to be self-sufficient, and the lifeblood of the military country, how can he easily hand it over to others

The two eyes collided fiercely in the air, one side was as hot as fire, the other was as cold as the netherworld, devouring all things, and after a dozen breaths, Uwe was defeated, and it was seen from the other party's gaze,...... How dare he!

"Hun envoy Uwei, pay homage to His Majesty the Supreme Emperor of the Han Dynasty, long live long live!"

A hero does not suffer immediate losses, and bowing his head in the face of strength is also one of the rules of survival on the grassland, but Uwei still has reservations, insists on using his Xiongnu name, and the fire in his eyes is even more burning, this matter is not over!

"Good! Good! ”

Two Xiongnu envoys in a row knelt down obediently, the self-confidence of the Han family and the ministers skyrocketed, if it wasn't for the worship ceremony, they all wanted to raise their arms and shout, "Powerful, too powerful, greatly boost the prestige of my Han family!" ”

As for the last messenger, it is even more of a problem, even the wizards and warriors have succumbed, are you still afraid of a weak woman, as long as you use a little means, don't let her kneel and worship, Xiao Lang, come on, we are optimistic about you!

Look at Xiao Yi again, his little face is dark, and his steps are hesitant, "Beautiful flowers are all spiked, this last one is the real enemy!" ”