Three fat sheep and a red letter stone are the dinners that Yang Chuan prepared for the hyenas.

The mutton is stewed three times ripe, take it out of the pot and cut it away with a knife, smear a layer of fragrant mutton fat on it, and sprinkle some wild onions, coriander and aconitum powder on top, even if the cooking is completed.

Hongxin stone is the ore for refining arsenic, Yang Chuan only found a few pieces in the wild, and he has not been willing to use it, so he will be cheaper for this group of hyenas tonight.

In addition, he was not confident enough about the toxicity of red letter, so he had to add two handfuls of aconitum powder......

……

Half an hour later.

When the father saw nearly 100 hyenas bleeding from their mouths and noses, their bodies twitching one by one, but they didn't forget to bite each other and snatch the few sheep bones on the ground, and he only felt the corners of his eyes twitch.

He looked down at the meat in his hand and shuddered.

"Uncle Tangyi, isn't the meat fragrant tonight?"

Yang Chuan was drinking hot mutton soup, watching the hyenas eat, his expression was focused, under the light of the fire on a snowy night, his two eyes were clear, clean and bright, and his face was harmless to humans and animals.

Three snow leopards and six golden eagles crowded around him, eating stewed mutton in a muffled voice, looking very elegant.

They don't give a damn about the hyenas that have fallen into madness.

"You see, hyenas want to eat our cattle and sheep, and even if they are hungry and eat people, they can't get used to them."

"Treat relatives and friends as warm as spring, and treat enemies as cruel and merciless as the autumn wind sweeping away leaves......"

Yang Chuan said a lot of rare words, mainly to relieve the fear and evil thoughts in his heart, nearly a hundred hyenas were frantically biting and barking, even in the case of poisoning, it was still terrifying.

The world is terrible!

He slowly stood up, looked at the vast snowy night, rubbed his cheeks a few times, and suddenly smiled: "Uncle Tangyi, how did the Huns survive the winter?" ”

"Move to the winter nest and nest for the whole winter." Tangyi's father said.

Winter Nest ......

Yang Chuan actually wanted to find a winter nest and get through this difficult winter, but when he thought that he would find Zhang Qian's wife one day earlier, he would be able to return to the Han Empire one day earlier, and he had some inexplicable impulses.

"Uncle Tangyi, from tomorrow onwards, let's just follow this route."

He took out a sheepskin map from his bosom and spread it out, pointing to a road leading to the Hexi Corridor: "Let's go east along the northern foot of Qilian Mountain, and after passing the area of Horsehair Mountain and Rouge Mountain, we will turn to the north."

Since they are not in Dragon City, let's go directly to Mobei. ”

Tangyi's father widened his eyes and said with some worry: "This road is full of Huns......

"Without the Huns, what will we do with our supplies?" Yang Chuan smiled and served a bowl of hot mutton soup to Tangyi's father, "People eat beef chews along the way, and food, feed, water and salt need to be replenished in time."

Don't worry, uncle, I have experience in this area......"

……

Tangyi's father's worries are not unreasonable.

The Huns were a very loose tribal alliance, which on the surface seemed to be a plate of scattered sand, and conflicts would break out between one tribe and another, and even swords and soldiers would never stop fighting each other.

In fact, under the rule of the military minister Shan Yu, the connection between them is very close, and it can be said that it is no worse than the Han Empire's 'household registration joint protection' system.

But he didn't know that for the Hexi Corridor, the Hetao Plain, and the Mobei Land, Yang Chuan was actually the 'living map' of the world, and he was more familiar with it than anyone else.

Back then, he followed the exploration team to go around, and he didn't dare to say that he traveled all over the world, but at least he traveled all over Asia, Africa and Latin America.

In addition, the reason why he traveled so swaggerily all the way east, Yang Chuan also had his own considerations: "Instead of being so sneaky and hiding in Tibet, it is better to act calmly and with the camera." ’

The ancestors left a lot of wisdom, among which the word 'camera acting' is very interesting, considering a person's strength, adaptability and wisdom.

In a word, Yang Chuan is betting on human nature.

As long as it is a human being, whether it is a Han Chinese, a Xiongnu people, or a Qiang person, they all have their own demands, such as food, population, livestock, salt, reputation, gold, titles, power, and so on.

With appeals, there are loopholes.

These words can't be said, and even if they are said to Tangyi's father, this stubborn Hun probably won't understand, so it's better to put them into action directly: advanced Hexi Corridor!

Soon, the things that Tangyi's father was worried about appeared.

Less than ten days of walking eastward, they encountered the cavalry of the Huns.

There was a team of hundreds, and when they saw the herd of bison moving slowly in the snowfield, and the large tent wrapped in the middle of the bison, they circled around and surrounded them.

The sound of hooves rumbles, and the cold wind hunts.

Tang Yi's father's face was ugly, and his thick lips were about to be bitten and blistered: "Gongzi, the Hun cavalry, is a subordinate of the Hun Evil King." ”

Yang Chuan lifted the curtain and looked out, whistled, let the six golden eagles fall on the top of the tent, and let Sister Leopard go out, squatting on the wheel very coldly.

"Uncle Tangyi, you have to put on the posture of a Xiongnu nobleman, proudly scold those cavalry, send them an order to send enough food, wine, water, cattle and sheep, and ask them to send a team of cavalry to escort us to meet the evil king."

"Childe, let's ......"

"Uncle Tangyi, remember that you are a noble man of the grassland royal court, and you made a special trip to greet and escort the envoy of the Great Snow Mountain down the mountain to teach you the king of the Huns how to eat."

“……”

While the two were muttering, the Huns' cavalry had approached, and quickly formed a seemingly loose but actually very clever encirclement, once Tangyi's father and Yang Chuan made any changes, they would inevitably suffer a round of arrow rain attacks.

"Who?" A Hun asked.

"Nobleman."

Tang Yi's father had seen the world, and seeing that he was under siege, he soon entered the role that Yang Chuan 'allotted' him: "Where is the evil king now?" The messenger of the Great Snow Mountain has descended to the world, and he should not hurry up to tell him and let him come to greet him! ”

These words were very decent, very in line with the temperament of the Xiongnu nobles, and even Yang Chuan, who was hiding in the big tent, couldn't help nodding secretly and gave a thumbs up to his father.

Elegant? The messenger of the Great Snow Mountain?

What kind of mess is this, why have you never heard of it?

The Hun cavalry looked at each other and wanted to step forward, but when they saw the six proud golden eagles and then looked at the adult snow leopard on the wheel, their faces changed slightly and they began to whisper.

After a while, a centurion stepped forward, bowed down and stroked his chest and asked, "What kind of noble person is you?" Also, the messenger of the Great Snow Mountain...... Can you come out and see you? ”

Father Tang Yi looked at the centurion coldly and said, "Even if Da Shan Yu sees the envoy of the Great Snow Mountain, he will be respectful, what are you?" ”

"Go, let the Evil King come and greet him."

The centurion's face changed slightly, as if he wanted to have a seizure, but he glanced at the golden eagle, the snow leopard, and the hundreds of bison around him, but he endured it again: "So that the nobles know that our evil king is not here, and he has gone to see the king of Youxian." ”