All the women on the top of the hill, except for Qinglian, whose eyes were full of hatred, and Hongyue, whose expression was a little complicated, did not dare to take it lightly, and quietly followed Liu Yi's words one by one, ready to flee here at any time.

Fortunately, although the east and north sides of this hill are all Wuhuan people, but in the southwest, there are no Wuhuan people, if the Wuhuan people see where they are, then the southwest slope of this hill will be a passage for everyone to escape.

Of course, Liu Yi could choose to quietly slide down the mountain from the southwest to escape now, but if he went down the mountain like this, then he would definitely let those Wuhuan people see it. When the time comes, it must attract the pursuit of those Wuhuan cavalry.

Liu Yi was confident that he would not be caught up by the Wuhuan cavalry, but once his whereabouts were really exposed and the Wuhuan cavalry was pursued, then it might affect the actions of the New Han army attacking their Wuhuan people.

Therefore, Liu Yi thought about it and decided to let the women hide their bodies first, and unless they had to do so, they would not take the initiative to expose their hiding.

Liu Yi also noticed that Hongyue's expression was a little complicated, but at this moment, Liu Yi didn't have time to comfort her, and let Huang Wudie pull her to hide in a bush on the top of the hill.

For Red Moon, she is different from Qinglian. Hongyue used to be Bunton's favorite woman, Princess Wuhuan. As for the matter of Red Moon, Red Moon herself told Liu Yi. Although she is a clan bond, she was given to Badun as a concubine by the head of her clan, that is, her father, although she was unwilling. But it can't be said to be very resistant. After all, in the eyes of these steppe tribesmen, Badun is their hero. Women who can become heroes in their hearts, they can't have the mind to resist too much.

Nature. Hongyue won't say much about her and Badun, but Liu Yi can also imagine it. Hongyue, a woman, should have a good relationship with Badun, and she should have a relatively unforgettable memory. Because of this, when she saw the Bunton, she seemed to have a bit of mixed feelings.

Liu Yi hugged Qinglian, hid in a bush, and comforted her in a low voice: "Sister Qinglian, you have to calm down, this time we will go on the expedition." is to completely solve the Wuhuan tribe, and when the time comes, Badun will definitely be unable to escape death. I have promised that if I catch him, I will hand him over to you, and let you take his head and worship the spirits of your people who died in vain. I believe that as a husband, this day will not have to wait too long. ”

Qinglian, who was lying in Liu Yi's arms, finally took a few deep breaths. Steady dìng a little love xù.

"Don't worry, husband, they're fine......" Qinglian murmured softly.

"Well, it's okay, I'm afraid you'll be excited for my husband. A careful body exposed. Liu Yi patted her soft little hand.

"Husband, it's useless, we can't hide it. Unless they turn around and go down the mountain now. When they reached the top of the mountain, their guards would surely search the area around the mountaintop. to make sure it's safe here. Otherwise, we'll leave now. Qinglian calmed down and began to worry about everyone's current situation.

"Don't worry, if you run away sooner or later, it doesn't matter if you wait for a while, with your husband here, you will definitely not let everyone have trouble. It's a big deal, the husband directly kills the past and restrains the gang, so are you afraid that those Wuhuan soldiers will not comply? With a stump in hand, they will also throw a rat bogey. Liu Yi held his patience and thought about it quietly.

At this moment, Liu Yi did have such thoughts, he dared to assassinate the king of the Huns, how could he not dare to assassinate Badun at this time?

The group of people who came up the mountain, in addition to the guy who should be Kebineng, there are several generals who should be relatively high status in the Wuhuan tribe. And then there were hundreds of soldiers, all of whom were supposed to be the guards of Badun.

Among the hundreds of pro-guards, the assassination of Badun, Liu Yi felt that there was still a chance.

"Ah...... Don't, husband, don't take any chances. Qinglian heard that Liu Yi was going to assassinate Badun, she was so shocked that she let out a soft cry and nervously stopped it.

"Hehe, I'm just saying that, if I'm not sure, I won't do it casually. Well, now that you can hear them, let's listen to what they have to say. Liu Yi pressed Qinglian, lowered his figure a little more, and looked through the grass at the group of people who were walking slowly towards the mountain.

"Haha, Prince Kebineng, fortunately, this king listened to your advice and evacuated from the camp at the foot of Chifeng Mountain as soon as possible. Just now, one of our people caught up and sent information. It is said that the Wuhuan camp under Chifeng Mountain was raided by the New Han Army and lost many clansmen. And Lou Ban's bastard, who really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, really waved his army to attack Liaodong regardless of the consequences. Alas......" he laughed loudly, but when he finished speaking, he sighed a little depressed.

"The king......" Kebi can step forward, stand side by side with Badun, reach out and pat Badun's shoulder, and said in a somewhat complicated tone: "Don't think too much." Your Wuhuan tribe, thanks to the convenience of bordering the Han people, has grown from weak to strong, and even grown to the point that it can almost be compared with the Xiongnu tribe that dominated the northwest desert back then. But so what? The rise and fall of the tribes on our grassland, the success or failure, and the change of the tribes, are actually all in the thoughts of some people. One carelessness can ruin the fate of an entire tribe. ”

"Yes, my lord, don't be sad for those people who are short-sighted, but who are not loyal to the king. What Prince Kobineng said was very true. An older Wuhuan leader behind the two of them answered: "If it weren't for listening to Prince Kebineng's analysis and explanation during this time, Ben Jiang would not have understood that our Wuhuan tribe has reached such a dangerous situation. At this time, in order to survive, we must retreat bravely, and even, if we suffer a little loss or humiliation, we must bow our heads. Even if we really return to the New Han Dynasty, I am afraid that we will not hesitate, so that at least our Wuhuan bloodline can be preserved and continued. ”

"Daddy Chabatu doesn't need to be so pessimistic. We can now rush to Xianbei Mountain in no time. When the time comes, your tribe's army and the military horses of my Xianbei tribe will be together, as long as we work together and advance and retreat together, in this way, it will be enough to maneuver with the New Han army. At the very least, we can reach a peace agreement with the New Han Dynasty conditionally. Say a thousand and ten thousand, the main thing. It's still a question of strength. When we have a certain strength, we can confront the New Han Army. Then, we have the conditions to negotiate with the new Han Dynasty. When the time comes. We can nominally pay tribute to the New Han Dynasty, and even, we can accept them to set up their Han court government in our place, accept their cultural education, and accept their relief. Only in this way can our tribe truly remove the threat posed by the New Han Army, and it is possible to develop and grow. When our tribe really grows, we will learn the culture and technology of the Han people. Hey. When the time comes, we will call on the clansmen again, and won't it be a rebellion again? Kebi turned back to the old man named Chabatu and said.

"That's right! What Prince Ke said went to the heart of this king. Over the years, this king has always wondered why our tribe seems to be strong, but it is always difficult to get real development. And, suddenly, a natural disaster will bring our tribe into a situation where it is possible to wipe out the clan at every turn? This, speaking of which. It seems that the civilization of our tribe is too backward. We live on the grassland, grazing and hunting, and in a good year, we can naturally get by. But when it comes to bad years, our tribesmen have to tighten their pants to get by. Compared with the Han people, our means of survival are too simple. There is no way to compare with the Han people. ”

"That's right, let's put it that way. Our grassland tribes will know, and the Han people will actually do it. And we won't, but the Han people will. For example, our grassland tribe usually eats and wears the most primitive things, eating cow and sheep milk and meat, and wearing only simply processed animal skins. Can you look at the Han people? They can farm, they can weave. As long as they have land, they can keep sowing food to eat, and our cattle and sheep are gone. What are you wearing? Not to mention anything else, our animal fur can only be simply processed and sewn into clothes and armor to wear, but if it is handed over to the Han people, they will turn waste into treasure and can make some beautiful animal fur. Not to mention, the cloth they weave can be cut into all kinds of clothes. At this moment, he admired the civilization of the Han people, and said sincerely: "It seems that the Han people really have a lot of things worth learning." ”

"Well, King, it is estimated that it will take three or four days to travel from my Xianbei Mountain. Can we take the initiative to send someone to contact the New Han Dynasty? Let's take the initiative and send people to negotiate peace, whether they agree or not, maybe we will have a time for relaxation and a time when the two armies meet on the battlefield in the future, so that there will be room for maneuver and talks? Kebineng changed the subject.

"This ......" Bunton seemed a little hesitant about this mention.

"That, I still have a question, this question, this king has actually paid attention to this question, although the New Han Dynasty's governance of the northwest desert, although it seems to be very generous to the tribes on the desert, but in fact, the governance is quite strict. If we surrender to the New Han Dynasty and accept their rule. Then, if we want to rebel again in the future, if we want to rebel, I'm afraid it will not be so easy, after all, our every move will be under the surveillance of their Han government. Especially according to the ruling power of the Han people, after ten or eight years, it is really difficult to say whether our tribesmen will still obey our orders. For this, I don't know what your plan is for Prince Kebineng? He hesitated, but still asked his doubts.

"Hehe, I knew that the king would ask this question. Actually, I don't hide it from you. This question has been bothering me for a long time, and it was only recently that I suddenly realized it. Kebineng laughed, shook his head and said, "Speaking of which, we are really too worried, we are in the game, but we are confused." Great, we have all overlooked one point, that is, the geographical restriction and the problem of population distribution in various places. ”

"Oh?" Badun asked with interest.

"The relationship between the regions, outside the Great Wall, strictly speaking, there are quite few Han people, and even if there are, in fact, they are all some people who have committed crimes among the Han people and can't live anymore, so they will escape from the customs to live, and some of them should be exiled. Our north is cold, and the Han people are not suitable to live in, especially the difference in environmental conditions is 108,000 miles away compared with the Han people's passes. Therefore, in the place where our Xianbei tribe lives, there is no Han people living at all. Even if it's where your Wuhuan tribe lives, there won't be too many. Even if you promise not to plunder them, they don't want to live with our people, your king, right? ”

"Hmm...... Right. ”

"Hehe, in this way, all our doubts are solved? Where we live, there are no Han Chinese at all, all of them are our tribesmen. Even if the Han people set up an official government in the place where we live, even if they stationed a certain number of military horses. So what? They can't be watching us all the time, watching how each of us people lives every day, right? Therefore, our submission to the New Han Dynasty is just equivalent to letting the New Han Dynasty teach us their civilization for free, allowing our tribe to gain benefits in vain, and giving our tribe a chance to be truly powerful. In fact, they only rule us in name, but in the end, our tribe is still a tribe, and in the future, when we absorb the civilization of the Han people, our tribe will grow stronger and stronger. The fate of our tribe is up to us! ”

"Haha! Listen to your words and let the king's spear be stopped! Well, this king suddenly remembered an idiom of the Han people. Badon seemed to really understand, and laughed out loud.

"Oh? What idiom did the king come up with? Kebineng also seemed very interested in hearing it.

"Raise tigers for trouble!"

"Uh...... Dawang, the Chinese of this Han people, is derogatory ......" Kebi can be speechless to support the forehead.

"What about the pejorative? We are the tigers! It's a tiger wolf! Someday, we'll take the magpie's nest! Take away all the qiē that the Han people have! Only the proud sons of the grassland are qualified to sit on the great rivers and mountains of the Han people. Those weak Han people are only worthy of us slaves! ”

"Good! The king said it well, what does it mean to him? We just want to be the tiger that raises the tiger for trouble, and we want to be the dove to take the magpie's nest! ”

The Wuhuan leaders behind them applauded loudly, as if they were inspired by the bold words spoken by Badun.

Ke Bineng, who was speechless at the indiscriminate use of Han idioms, shook his head and walked up to the top of the mountain.

They didn't know that Liu Yi, who was hiding above and heard their conversation, was aroused with anger in his heart at this time. Sure enough, these aliens are not a good thing. Or the king of martial mourning said it well, if it is not my race, its heart will be different! (To be continued......)