On September 15 of the second year of Guanghe, the wind and the sun were beautiful, the weather was sunny, and the long-prepared Xiongnu September festival had begun. The tomb of Huzheng was built on the left side of the water, and it took half a day to bury it. Hu Zheng was aggrieved before his death, but after his death, more than 100,000 people saw him off, which was much more spectacular than Tu Te Shan Yu's funeral, Ji Lou Yuan thought that it was blinding.

The funeral is over, and everyone knows that the real highlight is coming. Ten miles outside the east city of Meiji, a magnificent nine-zhang high platform stands here, with eighty-one steps. The power of power is really intoxicating, Ji Lou Yuan gave an order, and within a month, Helan Dangfu rushed to build this altar, and it is said that there are many slave corpses buried at the bottom of the platform.

Hundreds of thousands of Xiongnu tribesmen densely surrounded the perimeter of the altar, layer by layer, spreading outward to the sky. Next to the high platform are 20,000 line control knights, and the generals such as Gu Huaijing are dressed in military uniforms and are in high spirits. The nobles of the royal court and the leaders of the various tribes stood respectfully on both sides of the steps, one step at a time. On the top floor, there were dozens of strong men with swords to guard, all expressionless and with sharp eyes.

Before long, Ji Lou Yuan wore a wolf crown on his head, dressed in a gorgeous costume, held a single scepter, and had a solemn expression, and under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, he climbed the stairs. Eighty-one steps, eighty-one steps, every step is steady, the eyes are usually ahead, the eyes do not squint, step by step to the top of the power of the Southern Xiongnu.

On the top of the stage, Cai Yong stood with his hands in his arms, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face was heavy, and he was a little worried. was forcibly pulled by Ji Louyuan to preside over the ceremony, and he was unwilling in his heart, but he was under the eaves, so he had to bow his head and sigh silently in his heart.

Sacrifice to the sky, worship the gods, worship the ancestors, a series of actions down, Ji Lou Yuan is tired enough. Don't look at the Xiongnu is the Hu tribe in the north, these rituals are cumbersome and abnormal, and the Xiongnu people attach great importance to these etiquettes, even if Ji Louyuan is impatient, he has to show a cautious and pious look on his face.

Next, Cai Yong spread out a silk silk and officially presided over the succession ceremony of Ji Louyuan, worthy of being a great Confucian.

After finishing the gorgeous words, he looked around the altar, and the black pressure underneath was overwhelming, all staring at him. This feeling of being high above made Ji Louyuan enjoy it very much, and his heart was a little surging and eager.

Holding aloft Shan Yu scepter, he shouted: "Sons of the Huns, we are cowering in the land of the Hetao, and the Great Huns have been sinking for a long time. This single swear here, exhaust my life, I will let the Xiongnu rise in the grassland, the prestige spread in China, and reappear the glory of the ancestors!"

looked around and swallowed his saliva: "From today on, I, Lou Yuan, am the Huns!" Wherever the order is, everything is followed!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding Huns began to shout loudly "Da Shan Yu" under the leadership of people with hearts, and the sound came and went, shaking the ground all day long. Ji Lou Yuan hugged the sky with both hands, closed his eyes and listened to the call of the Hun tribesmen to him, his heart was extremely inflated, big husband, it should be like this!

Although Ji Louyuan's voice was hoarse, only the tens of thousands of people close to the altar could faintly hear Ji Louyuan's voice, and the rest of the people who were farther away could only see Ji Louyuan holding a scepter from a distance, and he couldn't even see his face clearly. But these did not prevent them from being infected by the warm atmosphere, desperately calling for Da Shan Yu, and Ji Lou Yuan, shrouded in the sun, looked particularly sacred in their eyes.

The succession ceremony ended, and the carnival ceremony belonging to the entire Xiongnu tribe officially arrived. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cows, singing and dancing, laughter and laughter overflowed the entire royal court. Horseback riding, archery, wrestling, and a game unfolded on the edge of the Meiji grassland, both for competition and for the selection of warriors.

One by one, the Hun warriors were full of interest, fighting hard, and the matter of selecting the best among the participating heroes to form the most elite army of the Huns was spread all over the departments in advance, so they could not show their efforts. If you can be looked at by the new single Yu, then there is a chance to climb to the sky, and Fu Gu Huaijing and others were simply pulled out of the ranks by Ji Lou Yuan, and now they are the most trusted generals. The former is an example there, and the latter naturally hopes to be the next lucky one.

Sure enough, Ji Louyuan really found a lot of good hands, sitting on the throne built at zero hour, crossing Erlang's legs, tasting the grapes handed to his mouth by the maid from time to time, enjoying himself, staring intently at the Hun warriors galloping in the field.

Lan Yu and Concubine Yu were both dressed in gorgeous costumes, with slightly convex bellies, and sat next to them with a smile. Ji Lou Yuan succeeded to the throne as Shan Yu, and the two naturally became the Yan clan, and as for the identity of the concubine as the Hu Zheng Da Yan clan, no one had any objections. Du Qiu was also beside him, eating beef silently, but looking at Ji Louyuan, there was a lot less fanatical worship in his eyes, with some alienation.

Also, my father died, and my mother was taken into the house by her brother, who had always been loved by her, and she had already been married. Even if Du Qiu is young, he understands many things, and he seems to have matured a lot in a short period of time, not as lively as before.

"How can I, the Huns, lack brave warriors!" Seeing that there were many soldiers in the field, galloping happily on the grassland, screaming and shouting unbridledly, Ji Louyuan pointed to the middle of the field and said highly.

The nobles who were sitting around and talking in a low voice heard the sound, and looked at Ji Lou Yuan, who was full of interest, and couldn't help but look at the field. The old patriarch of Qiulin stroked his beard and sighed: "Yes, my Huns have a lot of brave horsemen and archers, but since the ancestors moved to the Han realm, for so many years, my tribe has been cultivating in the land of Hetao. Let many aspiring warriors sigh that there is no place for uselessness, and over time, there will be no blood of the ancestors, but let the Xianbei people rise in Monan and occupy my Xiongnu ancestral land. ”

Ji Lou Yuan's eyes froze when he heard this, he flattened his legs, sat up straight, and said in a deep voice: "Since then, my Hun warriors will never lack the opportunity to make contributions!" Look, the hundreds of thousands of people present here will be the most solid force for us to rise again! ”

Hearing Ji Lou Yuan say this, all the nobles couldn't help but be excited, and those so-called young Zhuang factions were even more celebrating. It is rare for the Xiongnu to have an ambitious, capable, strong, and young and strong Shan Yu, Ji Louyuan is fully qualified to become a new generation of Xiongnu heroes, enough to convince them.

Wu Yue sat in the front position on both sides, and he also carefully observed Ji Lou Yuan's contact for a few days. This Xiongnu's new Shan Yu is really ambitious, but he likes it, this trip to Meiji is really not wrong, and Wu Shike announced his return to the royal court.

Ji Lou Yuan was also very satisfied with the reaction of the nobles, and the people who sat close to him were all in charge of the Xiongnu with a very high status, almost representing the strength of six or seven out of ten of the Xiongnu. If they support Ji Louyuan, it means that the Xiongnu have completely recognized him and can slowly sit on his throne.

Of course, what Ji Lou Yuan wanted was not just the support of these nobles. Ji Lou Yuan's desire to control has always been very strong, and what he wants is a one-man dictatorship, who follows his word, and completely controls the entire Xiongnu as a help to realize his ambitions.