According to historical records, in the spring of the second year of Yuan Shuo, the Huns attacked Yuyang, Shanggu, Yanmen, Liaoxi, and Shangjun, plundered and killed many people, defeated several Taishou and Duwei, and killed a Han Dangguo.

In desperation, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sent Wei Qing and Li Xi out of Yunzhong and Daijun respectively to attack the Xiongnu to the west until Gaoque.

In this battle, Wei Qing and Li Xi were like bamboos, and they captured Henan in one go, fought all the way to Longxi, captured thousands of Huns, seized hundreds of thousands of cattle, sheep and livestock, and expelled the Hun Aries King and Lou Fu King from the Han realm.

can only blame Yang Chuan for returning to Han.

Otherwise, after waiting for another year and a half, after the dust of this great war has settled, you can swagger into the territory of the Han Empire.

What made him a little puzzled was that the history books recorded that the 'Battle of Henan' in the second year of Yuan Shuo took place in the spring, but now it's the turn of summer and autumn, why is it still fighting......

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Because of the golden eagle reconnaissance in the air, it not only avoided the Huns, but also avoided those Han troops.

The situation was even worse than Yang Chuan had expected, there were battles everywhere in this area, and billowing smoke and dust suddenly floated up everywhere, staining the sky a terrible dark red.

Where there has been a fight, vultures or crows are often present.

They flew high, circled for a while, and then fell like an ominous black cloud, where there were sure to be the corpses of the Huns.

Unless the whole team is annihilated, otherwise, the Han army must find a way to bury the comrades who died in the battle, and if the official is dead, they must find a way to tie their bodies to horses and carry them back, which is said to be more or less in exchange for a little reward;

But the Huns are different, they go on a rampage all the way, burning, killing and plundering, they look extremely fierce, even those half-dead wounded soldiers will be abandoned, who cares about those dead people who can't speak?

Back on the grassland, the dead people's cattle and sheep, women and children will be redistributed......

After two days and three nights, I don't know how many mountains and how many beams they have crossed, and finally they saw a tattered Great Wall in the vast mountains.

In a river valley, there is a pass.

The moment he saw the earthy yellow city wall, Yang Chuan's eye sockets were inexplicably moist.

Finally, it's back!

"Put on shabby clothes and throw away all the valuable things."

Jumping off the big tent of the oxcart, Yang Chuan looked at the pass in the distance, took off his coat, lit a fire and burned it clean, so as not to leave any flaws.

Cousin's father, Naren Toya, and Sarina also nervously changed into the tattered clothes they had prepared, messed up their hair, and sprinkled some grass clippings and dust on it.

Yang Chuan checked them one by one, not letting go of any details.

For example, you have to sprinkle some dirt on your neck and put some grass and wood ash on your hands and face, so that people can see that this is a group of people who have suffered a lot on the way to escape.

Zhang Qian may be in Wei Qing's camp, or he may not be there.

But it doesn't matter, what matters is that Yang Chuan himself must be conscious, fully express the 'hardships' of the past year, and prove that he and his cousin's father almost died in Mobei for his Hun wife.

As for Zhang Qian's Hun wife and son, it doesn't matter.

From the first day his father brought them back, Yang Chuan completely isolated them, like two little birds, living in tents and ox carts all day long, and did not let them integrate into his life at all.

Along the way, in order to reassure them, Yang Chuan stewed two pots of mutton mandala nourishing soup every day, and let Tangyi's father serve him and let him drink it.

Mandala is a good thing.

As long as its toxicity can be controlled, it is the best sleeping pill in the world, which can make people feel refreshed, relax their muscles, and sway on the ox cart for a while, and then fall asleep.

What embarrassed Yang Chuan the most was actually Sister Leopard.

The two little snow leopards look fluffy, harmless to humans and animals, and can be regarded as 'big cats' and get through the tricks, anyway, this thing is rare even for the Hu people in the Western Regions, and the soldiers of the Han army should not be able to recognize it.

The six golden eagles had already flown over the pass and settled on a mountain in the distance, waiting for Yang Chuan and his party to join them after they cleared the customs.

Sister Leopard was very stubborn and looked very angry, but she still left the team under the 'persuasion' of Yang Chuan and Tangyi's father, and walked towards the vast mountains step by step.

Yang Chuan agreed with Sister Leopard that they could come in over the wall at night......

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"Who?"

As soon as he approached the pass, when he arrived at the land of a stone's throw away, seven or eight heads popped up at the head of the city, staring directly at Yang Chuan and his party.

A broken ox cart with a tent and twelve or thirteen Huns in ragged clothes made the Han guards in the pass tense their nerves, and dozens of crossbow arrows locked on this group of people in an instant.

By the way, there is also a Han boy in the middle, his face is full of smoke and dust, but it is difficult to hide his eyebrows and clear eyes.

"We are Lord Zhang Qian's entourage," Yang Chuan stepped forward quickly, holding three things high in his hands, but they were a roll of sheepskin, a piece of bamboo legend, and a bamboo slip.

There is a handwritten letter from the Han envoy Zhang Qian on the sheepskin, and a scarlet mark is also stamped on it; The bamboo slip is also Zhang Qian's own handwriting: the Han envoy Zhang Qian served Yang Chuan, the son of the Han family in Longxi.

"Wait."

Someone shouted at the head of the city, and hung down a small bamboo basket slowly: "Put things in the bamboo basket and go back thirty steps!" ”

Yang Chuan hurriedly put a few 'identity certificates' into the bamboo basket, took thirty or forty steps back, and looked at the Han army guards at the head of the city with an innocent face, feeling inexplicably a little nervous.

If Zhang Qian's 'token' doesn't work, a rain of arrows will rain down at the head of the city, and the dozen or so of them will immediately become hedgehogs......

Just as he was thinking nonsense, another head poked out from the head of the city, wearing a tattered cowhide helmet, it should be a chief or a military commander, right?

This man is a big red face, his face is full of unkempt hair, it is almost impossible to tell how old he is, his two eyes are very slender, I can't say, if it is not for the sharp gaze, in fact, it is quite handsome.

The man asked indifferently: "It's been a year since Lord Zhang Qian returned to Han, why did you come back at this time?" Isn't it a Hun fine work? ”

"Let your lordship know that after we were separated in the Western Regions, in order to lead away a Xiongnu pursuit, we strayed into Mobei, died on the grassland, and went through hardships to find the way back to the Han Dynasty.

"Who's in the ox cart?"

"Lord Haojiao knows that in the ox cart is the benefactor of Lord Zhang Qian, in the past, Lord Zhang Qian was detained by the Huns, and it was her mother and son who provided food in private, and secretly let Lord Zhang Qian go."

"Let them out."

"Yes, sir."

As soon as Yang Chuan waved his hand, Tangyi's father directly lifted the tent on the ox cart, revealing Zhang Qian's Hun wife and son, unlike the unkempt appearance of Yang Chuan and others, the sheepskin robes, hats and boots on the two of them looked very clean.

They woke up in the bright sunlight and looked around blankly, like two frightened sheep......

At the head of the city, the red-faced man looked at it carefully, and seemed to be a little uneasy, raised his eyes to look into the distance for a few breaths, and then waved his hand: "Open the door." ”

The gate of the pass slowly opened.

This step into it is the Han Empire? Yang Chuan looked at the arched door opening, and the bowl-sized, rusty rivets on the two heavy door panels, and he lost his mind for a moment.

"Childe, let's go."

Tangyi's father came over with an ox cart and whispered, "The one at the head of the city is Lord Langzhong, you need to be careful......

Doctor? The Emperor's Attendant?

Yang Chuan casually glanced up, and unexpectedly, his gaze met the gaze of the red-faced man.

"Longxi Han family, Yang Chuan?"

The red-faced man's eyes were blazing, he sneered, and said: "Lord Zhang Qian went to the Western Regions thirteen years ago, but a certain family saw that you were only twelve or thirteen years old, how did you become a servant of the envoy of the Han Dynasty?" ”

"Come on, take it for me!"