Chapter 114: Undercurrent Surging (2) (2nd Update)
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In the middle of the night, everything is quiet, and the wind on the grassland carries small stones "whirring", and the stones hit the herdsmen's cheeks, making people's cheeks hurt, but the herdsmen on the grassland are used to this kind of weather, and no one will blame the heavens for this.
The tent was brightly lit, and from the candle shadows, it was clear that there were acquaintances in the tent discussing something, and sometimes there was a whisper.
"General Wen Tianwei has always been true to my grassland people, and some time ago, he even issued an order to kill Hu in northern Xinjiang, such a butcher, how can this leader believe that you and others will treat us and other leaders sincerely?" A man in bull armor whispered to a man in black on the opposite side with a gloomy face.
The man in black didn't care, his delicate face was indifferent, his eyes were ethereal, he looked at the man in cow armor and said, "Leader Sofu, don't you know that the one who knows the times is a handsome?" Now my northern Xinjiang soldiers are full of food, thousands of generals, and more than one million troops, and my lord Liu Tai is even more wise and powerful, just two years to make the original dilapidated northern Xinjiang show the appearance of prosperity, and the population has increased from less than 6 million to nearly 15 million today! ”
"Have you ever thought that if my lord really wants to exterminate the nobles, how can he send him to persuade him? At that time, as long as a million troops wave, the nobles can be wiped out by my northern army with a wave of their hands! The man in black looked down at the leader of Sof with a proud face, and said with a thick disdain on the corner of his mouth.
It turned out that the man in black opposite the man in black was Sofu, the first fierce general of the Northern Southern Huns, plus the first think tank of the northern chieftain, known as a famous among the Southern Huns, second only to the northern chieftain, and it was rumored that the position of the next generation of the northern Southern Huns was likely to fall into the hands of Sof.
"Million" Sof's face turned pale for a while, his eyes were dumbfounded, and his lips were dry and whispered, to be honest, Sofu didn't believe the words of the man in black, but the problem was that if there was really a million army going north to the vast grassland, it would not be able to hide the scout troops of the Southern Huns, and the truth and falsehood could be distinguished in an instant, so that Sofu couldn't help but believe it, after all, the man in black could despise himself so much, the figure of the Northern Southern Huns and the big leader, he must have absolute confidence!
"Dare to ask sir, is there really a million in your army? If our army finds out the truth, I am afraid that after our people are deceived, it will arouse the morale of the warriors who are the same enemy, then Mr. will miscalculate. Sofu froze down, secretly calmed down, and said indifferently.
"Heh" The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth drew a slight arc, and he sneered disdainfully and said: "I'm afraid of shocking my lord, the million army is still going down to say less, it's not a secret, seven days ago, my lord passed down an edict to recruit one million Qinglin troops from Youhe two states to rush to the front line of Meiji, plus the Northern Frontier Army originally stationed in Meiji, a total of 1.23 million, dare to ask your lord, what do the nobles use to block the pace of our lord's advance?" ”
The Qinglin Army is the name of Northern Xinjiang to the outside world, and inside the core of Northern Xinjiang, it is called a reserve, so most people only know that there is a Qinglin Army with a scale of nearly one million in Northern Xinjiang, and most of the young men in the Qinglin Army are eighteen to twenty-three years old, all of them are strong and strong, and the policy of the Qinglin Army is to be soldiers in wartime, train in leisure time, and farm in Tuntian, although the combat power is not as good as the regular troops in Northern Xinjiang, but it is also a rare elite army, and more importantly, the number of this army is millions of people!!
"No, it can't be, it's absolutely impossible to have a million army's grain and grass, even if it is a generation of heroes during the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the power of the entire Han Dynasty can't be endured, not to mention that it is only two states in northern Xinjiang, Mr. This must be Kuang me, definitely, definitely!" Sof's expression was already a little flustered, it can be said that Sof had actually believed eighty percent, and what he saved was just a fluke.
The Southern Xiongnu are adjacent to each other and the north, as the Southern Xiongnu nobleman, Sofu knows very well that in the past two years, the agriculture in northern Xinjiang has been a bumper harvest every time, and after Liu Tai received the Momen, the Momen disciples have made many changes to the people's fields and the seeds planted, which has greatly increased the output of the fields, although it cannot support the millions of troops for several years of conquest, but it is more than enough to destroy the Southern Huns!
"If you don't believe it, then wait for two more days, with the ability of the noble scout troops to come and go without wind, you will definitely get accurate information, as for the next, you will temporarily live here and wait for the good news of the adults." The man in black looked at Sofu playfully, with a light smile, and said indifferently.
If the man in black really left, Sof might quickly forget about this conversation, and scoff at this conversation, thinking that Han Ting was just a lie made up in order to subdue himself, but now the man in black stayed, but he twisted Sof's last luck into pieces!
"In that case, then the gentleman should rest well, and Sof wants to go out and be alone for a while!" After closing his eyes and pondering for a while, he opened his eyes, glanced at the man in black with heavy eyes, and then said aloud, and then walked out of the tent without waiting for the man in black to answer.
Watching Sofu walk out of the camp in a gloomy manner, the black-clothed man had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and muttered softly: "Sof, Sof, you will always be just a reckless man who doesn't know what the real plan is, and the first wise man in the north, ridiculous."
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Outside the tent, on a small high slope, a man wearing ox armor sat on the ground, looking into the distance with an extremely blank expression, the corners of his mouth were closed, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
"Daddy, in the middle of the night, why are you still sitting here, if you catch a cold, Ling'er will feel distressed." I saw a woman with a ponytail, blinking big watery eyes, a beautiful face, reflecting the firelight, exuding a very loving and pitiful look, and the wisps of green silk on her forehead were also reflected by the firelight, as if plated with a layer of gorgeous gold.
"Ling'er, why did you come out in the middle of the night? Hmph, isn't your mother taking care of you? Although Sof said cruel words, his face couldn't be ruthless, and he could only say with a trace of helplessness.
"Ling'er misses her father, so she comes out, and besides, on the prairie, all the sisters are not like this, and we Huns are not Han people, what kind of women's morals should be observed, hum, Feng'er doesn't like it!" Ling'er wrinkled her cute nose, stepped forward, leaned on Sof's shoulder, and said with a dissatisfied expression.
"Hey" Sofu turned his head to look at his daughter Feng Chime, Feng Chime is Sof's only daughter, as a hero of the prairie, Sof's proudest thing in his life is to give birth to such a beautiful daughter, but Sofu is now remorseful, seeing that the death of the Southern Huns is imminent, how can such a naturally beautiful beauty protect herself in the war and escape the clutches of the Han army's tiger and wolf army?