Mao Dun and the surrounding Huns heard it, and the place where everyone's eyes focused was actually a person from the Central Plains.

It was seven feet tall, sat on a horse half a head shorter than the Xiongnu prince, and clutched the reins tightly with both hands for fear of falling off the horse, which stood out in the ranks of the Huns.

"The life of Mao Dun is in the hands of Mr. Page!"

The Xiongnu prince held the scimitar and bowed his head slightly, and his blood-stained tough face was still hideous, mixed with a touch of hope.

Mr. Page has been with him for less than a year, and when he came, he was just a down-and-out Central Plains man, cloth clothes.

He said that the Central Plains was rotten, he only recognized his background, and he had the ability to go through the heavens and latitudes, but he couldn't be an official.

The eldest husband can't eat five tripods and has nothing to enjoy, so he came to the land of the Huns to show his strength.

During this year, Mr. Page's biggest help to Mao Dun was to help Mao Dun win over the princes of other major tribes in the Xiongnu.

There were more Xiongnu princes around Mao Dun than the tribal leaders around Touman. This move made Maudun's hidden power far superior to his brother, and he completely secured the position of the successor prince.

"I will live up to the high hopes of the prince!"

The Central Plains people, whose faces were a little pale, looked resolute.

Mao Dun, who had been established as the next Shan Yu, nodded and roared angrily.

"Get out of the way for Mr. Page!"

I don't know how these Hun cavalry operated, obviously there was no saddle and stirrup assistance, but the horses adjusted their speed but did not lose to the gluttonous army, and gave way in a few breaths.

The people of the Central Plains rode out of this road, grasping the reins with both hands, and the horseback riding movement was extremely stiff, and it could be seen at a glance that the equestrian skills were extremely poor.

"Prince, the people of the Central Plains can't be trusted!"

Growing up with the prince since childhood, Jin Weng, the prince of the Tu tribes, said in a deep voice.

"Yes, I think he just wants to live alone! He is from the Central Plains, and the Qin people will not necessarily kill him! ”

The prince of the Hutu tribe had murderous intent in his eyes.

"I shot him with one arrow!"

The prince of the Dugu tribe lifted his longbow and held the arrow in his hand.

As long as he gives an order, he can kill this cunning Central Plains man with one arrow!

Equestrianism is so inferior, he has to grasp the reins of the horse with both hands, and he doesn't need a second arrow for such a target.

"Don't talk nonsense! Mr. Page has helped me a lot, and he will not disappoint me this time! ”

Maudun accentuated and reached out to block.

But looking at the Central Plains man in front of him who seemed to be about to fall off his horse at any moment, there was deep doubt in his eyes, and he was also deeply suspicious of Mr. Page's motives.

As the prince of the Hutu tribe said, Mr. Page will die if he stays, but he is likely to live alone if he escapes, and the Qin people must always be merciful to the people of the Central Plains?

He admits that Mr. Page is very capable, but still does not think that he can convince the leader of the Qin army.

The attitude of the Qin people towards the Xiongnu was the same as the attitude of the Xiongnu towards the Qin people - to kill them all.

This is the evil cause planted by the Xiongnu when they attacked Yanmen and Jiuyuan the year before last. drove the Huns for more than 700 miles with Meng Tian, leaving not a single living mouth, and with evil consequences.

Mao Dun asked himself, if he got along with each other in a different position, he led the Xiongnu army to surround the 3,000 Qin army, and he would not let one go.

Let Mr. Page go, but there is no way out.

Who wants to die if they can live?

Maudon wiped the scimitar's blood from his horse's mane, adjusted his breathing, and was ready to charge.

"I am the envoy of the prince of Maudun! It's the old man of Chang'anjun! ”

The people of the Central Plains shouted as they approached the gluttonous army.

The gluttonous sergeant didn't react when he heard this, but the general of the rear army who was facing the Central Plains people frowned.

This is a very problematic shout.

The gluttonous army entered the desert for three days, and it was the first time to encounter the Hun cavalry.

Even if there were scouts who saw 50,000 gluttonous troops from afar and reported back, the Xiongnu knew at most that there was a 50,000-strong Qin army that had entered the desert, and it was impossible to know the main general of the gluttonous army.

"Insidious and treacherous."

The old man muttered in his mouth, thinking about the six countries of the glazed chaos he heard last year, and his eyes narrowed slightly, just like a jackal on the desert.

Chang Anjun really didn't come to play in the spring, this game, the gods of the cloth don't know it......

"Release!"

The old left minister in armor gave an order, and the rear army flowed like a tide, diverting a gap.

The people of the Central Plains, who kept their bodies down and kept their balance, flowed into the crevices, like small drops of water falling into a large lake.

The gluttonous army flowed again, and the gap was bridged.

The water drops down the lake, and there are no ripples.

After entering the gluttonous army, the war horse changed from trotting to slow, and the gluttonous army was tightly arrayed, and did not support the war horse to run wildly.

The people of the Central Plains were finally able to sit up straight, still holding the reins of their horses in both hands, and walking through the gluttonous army.

He looked at the iron armor on the gluttonous military horses, and looked at the saddle under the cavalry. There were also stirrups on both sides of the horses, which were supported on the sides of the cavalry. I couldn't take my eyes off it, and I didn't come back to my senses until I was in front of the rear general.

The Qin army relied on these tools to defeat the Huns?

Good...... Great goodness!

As the visitor got closer and closer, his appearance became clearer and clearer in Kui's eyes.

The old man squinted, and when he could see the face of the person clearly, his body shook suddenly! If it weren't for the saddle under the buttocks and not the horse's back, it would have caused it to fall off the horse.

Color!

The old man's trip is here!

Xianyang was defeated by Chang'an Jun, and now there are no regrets!

The old man whispered, and the hand holding the reins trembled uncontrollably.

He took the initiative to get out of the way, and let the Xiongnu envoy pass by him to find the gluttonous general Chang'an Jun.

When the two intersected, the old man still couldn't hold back after all, blocked with his cross arm, and under the pretext of checking whether the person came with a weapon, he approached and whispered:

"The style of the marquis is better than that of the court."

The visitor looked up in surprise, and when he saw Kui's appearance, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

In the depths of such a desert, it is a joy to meet someone you know, even if you were a political enemy.

He smiled slightly, and said in a voice that only Kui and himself could hear:

"The left minister is too old and weak to admit it."

Kui's breathing is a little rapid, you can't speak well when you're weak, right?

Suddenly, he passed through the black ironclad jungle and entered a simple tent that had been set up, and finally saw the bright silver.

Immediately, his eyebrows and eyes were raised, anger rose from his heart, and evil words came out of his mouth.

He walked quickly, pointing at Ying Cheng and scolding as he went.

"Shaft! You're here so early to do it! Now is not the time for you and me to agree! Children mislead the country! Difficult and big! Shang Xia Ji is not as good as your dim-witted and short-witted ......"

In just a dozen breaths, he scolded dozens of sentences, not the same sentences, rural slang, quoting scriptures, all of them opened their mouths to call, and scolded to a new height.

Ying Cheng didn't dare to speak.

He thinks that he is very good at debate, standing on the shoulders of many great people in history, even Han Fei, Xunzi, and Guiguzi can say it.

But in the face of the seven-foot rough man in front of him who was wearing the greasy clothes of the Huns, with the smell of cattle and sheep on his body, and his hands and face were full of traces of wind and sand, he was willing to bow down.

The Great Qin Empire was criss-crossed and weakened.

The last longitudinal and horizontal family in the world promised by the first emperor himself.

In his life, he debated and was not weaker than others, and the famous Yao Jia said that he was speechless.

After scolding weakly, he sat on the ground with a huff, and then Ying Chengcheng said with a smile:

"Tired or not?"

Holding a bottle of clear water, he came to the front of the weak body.

"Why don't you drink some water and scold for a while?"

Goo Dong Goo Dong ~!

He drank it weakly, touched his mouth with the oily woolen coat, and squinted his eyes.

"Why don't you drink?"

"If you don't want to go back, I'll bring you wine."

Suddenly, he snorted coldly.

"Count you as a little measured."

Where can a group of messengers representing lambs to be slaughtered receive the wine from the butcher?

"Why did you suddenly come to encircle Maodun, the Huns have not yet been in civil strife, and you personally led the army deep into the desert, relying on the advantage of military equipment? If so, it's stupid! You're alone! The more you fight, the less you fight! ”

Ying Chengcheng was silent for a moment.

"I have my own ideas."

The faint weakness that had just been extinguished was ignited for the second time, and he was furious!

"What do you think! You have an idea of attacking the desert in autumn! You surrounded Mao Dun and didn't let him go to the Yue clan as a hostage, you can't ask Tou Man to kill his son with a knife! You're an idiot......"

Suddenly weak and angry.

He entered the Xiongnu very early and gained a firm foothold beside Maotun, the son of Touman.

The duo's original plan was:

Dun weakly assisted Mao Dun to win over the princes of the major tribes and booked the next Shan Yu seat.

Touman favored a Yan clan, and wanted to set up the son of this woman as the next Shan Yu, so that when Mao Dun entered the Yue clan as a hostage, he found the princes of the tribes to follow.

Afterwards, Touman attacked Yue's clan and killed his son with Yue's sword. The prince was so valiant that he stole his horse and fled.

After returning to the Xiongnu, Mao Dun shot his father and became the new Danyu. At the moment of integrating the Xiongnu, the gluttonous army took advantage of the weakness to enter and hit the Wolf Juxu Mountain in one go, occupying all the Xiongnu land.

At first, he scoffed at the plan.

Unified the Huns, the heroes were strategic, and became the first Shan Yu Touman. Will he want to put his best son to death for the sake of a Yan family? Or borrow the sword of the Moon Clan? Don't dream about it, right?

This is like the first emperor pampering a concubine, in order to make the son of the concubine the crown prince, and ask the eldest son to help Su die, where is this kind of thing?

What's even more outrageous is that the head Mandan, who is in power and has soldiers and horses under his command, can still escape from the Yue Clan Country and shoot his own father to death and become the new Shan Yu, isn't this ridiculous?

It's as if the first emperor wanted to kill the eldest son but didn't kill it, but the eldest son ran back to Xianyang to kill him, how could it be!

If it weren't for Ying Cheng's life-saving grace, it would have been impossible for him to come to the desert in the first place.

After coming to the desert, he stayed by Maodun's side for a while, and saw Tou Manshan Yu favor a Yan clan with his own eyes, and he was extremely favored.

When no one is there in the middle of the night, the vertical and horizontal Hou tosses and turns.

I can't figure it out, thousands of miles away, how did Ying Chengcheng know what would happen to the Huns, coincidence?

Then the Xiongnu and the Yue clan went to war, and Tou Mandan took the initiative to stop, in order to show his sincerity to send the prince of Mao Dun into the Yue clan as a hostage, and he was weak and determined that this was not a coincidence.

On the one hand, he felt that he had seen a ghost, and suspected that Tou Mandan was Chang'anjun's protégé, and listened to Chang'anjun's orders, otherwise how could he explain that what he did was the same as Chang'anjun's prediction half a year ago?

While starting to give birth to ambition and ambition!

Since everything is according to what Chang Anjun said, then the shooting of his father later will also come true? The Xiongnu, who have been attacking the Central Plains and are not at peace, want to annex the Qin State in his weak hands!

Everything was going according to plan, and he told the princes of the tribes that Maudun was going to the Yue Clan, and the princes who were impressed by Maudun spontaneously went with Maudun, and the originally scheduled 500 people became 3,000.

Dun was looking forward to the death of these princes in Yueshi, and the Xiongnu civil strife broke out, Mao Dun fled back, killed his father Touman, and the chaos reached a new height.

As long as it waits for the beginning of spring next year, the Great Qin Empire will be able to easily uproot the Xiongnu.

At this time, he received a message from Ying Cheng, asking him to provide Mao Dun's whereabouts.

Witnessing a series of divine predictions of Ying Chengcheng, Dun was very convinced of him and easily gave it away - and then the 50,000 gluttonous army forced the 3,000 Hun cavalry to stop.

If you had known that this was the case, you would never have given it!

"Shaft, shaft, shaft! You can't wait for months! I can't see spring! ”

"I can't wait."

Ying Cheng shook his head.

"I've come up with something better."

Wu Zi was angry and faintly heard that his breathing was paused, and he said suspiciously:

"Better?"

In the spring of next year, the Xiongnu will be able to subdue and occupy all the Xiongnu land, what better result than this?

Don Weak didn't believe it, but for the year he stayed by Mao Dun's side, everything that happened to the Huns was said by Ying Cheng, and Dun Weak decided to listen to Ying Cheng's words.

"Yes, according to you and me"

"Don't compliment the weak, this plan is all you think, and it has nothing to do with weakness."

Immediately dissociated.

Shaft! Don't want to plug the weak mouth! If you say the strategy is full of loopholes! Weak or scolding you!

Ying Cheng couldn't cry or laugh.

"Okay, then according to what I think, the Qin State will get the Xiongnu land in the spring of next year. Under the nose of Yueshi and Donghu, the people were relocated from the Central Plains and built cities, which was difficult to guarantee safety, and most of the manpower and material resources were consumed. ”

Suddenly, his head was weak, but his eyes were full of nonsense, and what he said was all excuses!

This was originally the only way for the Central Plains to expand outward, and for thousands of years, the border countries of the Central Plains have done this, such as the Qin State destroying the Yiqu and the Zhao State occupying Donghu.

"Instead of seeking the near and far, it is better to use local materials, why can't the Huns be used by me? That's what I've said to Jiang Lu a long time ago, but he didn't listen. Not only him, with the attitude of the generals of the Qin State towards the Xiongnu, I am sure that the Qin State occupies the land of the Xiongnu, and not a single Xiongnu person can be left. ”

Suddenly, he sneered.

"What are you talking about? Do you know how much hatred the Xiongnu have for the Qin people now? Every time Meng Tian fought, no matter the elderly, women, or children, he did not leave any one alive, and slaughtered at least 100,000 Xiongnu. With such a blood feud here, do you still want the Huns to be used by you? ”

"Why not? Meng Tian was called the first warrior of the Qin State by the Xiongnu, and Hu Feng of the Saiwai people was Mu Qiang, which was different from the Central Plains. ”

Weakly spitting.

"Phew! Meng Tian had several titles in the Xiongnu, butcher, devil, and black-winged vulture...... The title of the first warrior was given by a group of stupid teenagers, and it was not widely spread in the Xiongnu, and I don't know why it spread in the Qin State. Mu Qiang doesn't recognize a thief as a father, what a joke! ”

Ying Chengcheng touched his chin.

Interestingly, it can be spread so widely in the border county, and I don't believe it without Meng Tian's guidance.

Build momentum, a good Mengtian.