More than 2,000 miles of the Hexi Corridor, nominally under the account of the Xiongnu Right Xian King, in fact, the two kings of Wanhu who have been entrenched here for a long time have, to a large extent, been in a state of 'listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement' for a long time.

No way, two thousand years ago, this land was too fertile, the water and grass were abundant, lakes and seas could be seen everywhere, not only could a large number of farmland be cultivated to plant barley, flax, wheat and other crops, such as Rouge Mountain, there were seven or eight natural horse farms, even if they were left in the entire Xiongnu ethnic group, they were the most powerful existence.

At the same time, the two kings of ten thousand households entrenched here.

The Evil King and the Hugh Slaughter King.

The open and secret struggle between them is also the meaning of the topic.

After all, one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and a fat and rich Hexi corridor is best to have only one king of the Huns.

Therefore, when the evil king who was entrenched in the west of Rouge Mountain heard that someone had poisoned dozens of tribes under the tent of King Hutu, he was naturally a little secretly happy......

All of this is in Yang Chuan's calculations.

He set out from Dachaigou, poisoned along the way, and created a secret and tragic event on the territory of King Hutu, but the final foothold chose the territory of the Evil King at the junction of two behemoths, Rouge Mountain, which is to take advantage of the gap between the two sides.

Really.

When the Evil King heard this, he was very happy, and immediately sent a message, asking the people of the White Wolf Tribe to treat the 'Great Snow Mountain Emissary' well, and when he finished chasing and killing the three thousand elite cavalry of the Han Dynasty, he would come back to 'assist in the investigation'.

"Venerable envoy, the evil king has sent a message, so that the envoy can live in this beautiful rouge mountain with peace of mind, and when he returns from a great victory, he will definitely send a force of men and horses to obey the envoy's dispatch."

The attitude of the head of the Alakhan was extremely humble, but Yang Chuan noticed that the Hun man's eyes flickered a little, obviously, he was hiding something.

"That Han Dynasty army hasn't been caught up yet?"

Yang Chuan snorted coldly in displeasure, slowly walked out of the tent, came to Sister Leopard, stretched out his hand to stroke its huge head, and asked casually: "I heard that the Han army is only two or three thousand people, in the territory of our Huns, can they still fly?" ”

Ala Khan said helplessly: "Those Han people are very cunning, elusive, never stay in the same place for half a day, and run faster than rabbits. ”

Yang Chuan said in his heart: "If you can catch up with Huo Quai, that's weird." ’

"Where has the Evil King been chased now?" Yang Chuan patted Sister Leopard's head and straightened up, "If the distance is too far, this envoy may not be able to wait that long."

Otherwise, let's go to King Hutu and inquire about it first, and wait until your evil king comes back and let him come directly to me, how about it? ”

Ala Khan was stunned for a moment, and said: "The evil king of Hun has issued an order, let our white wolf tribe serve the noble messenger for a long time, and wait for him to come back......"

Yang Chuan's face was embarrassed, and he turned his head to look east, as if he was also hesitating.

Seeing this, Ala Khan hurriedly took a small step forward and said with a humble smile: "Honorable envoy, do you dislike the poor hospitality of our White Wolf Tribe?" Rest assured, as long as the messenger speaks, as long as our white wolf tribe has, whether it is cattle, sheep or fat little women, the messenger can take it. ”

It seems that the Evil King is not willing to let them go at all?

Or did he not want him, the 'Great Snow Mountain Emissary', to go to King Hutu?

His mind was racing, and in a breath or two, Yang Chuan made a decision: "Your calf meat is very chewy and delicious, your mutton is delicate and very delicious, and the little woman of your tribe is like a fairy, with the smell of grass on her body, like a budding Gesang flower, this messenger is very satisfied." ”

"Still, the head of Alakhan."

After a pause in his tone, he continued to speak: "However, the head of the Ala Khan, on the top of the mysterious and distant snow-capped mountain, the residence of the king of the snow-capped mountain, there is a crystal clear ice palace, the stone walls, the pillars, and the roof, inlaid with gold and precious stones, even at night, the palace is magnificent, like a fairyland. ”

"There is no snow and ice on your Rouge Mountain, and the King of the Snow Mountain is very angry."

"It wants to live on Qilian Mountain, but you also know that although there is 10,000 years of ice and snow on Qilian Mountain, there is no road to the top of the mountain, and it is not realistic for this person to eat horses and chew."

The head of Ala Khan looked embarrassed.

The leader of the Xiongnu tribe glanced at Sister Leopard very respectfully, and what greeted his gaze was naturally two faint and cold lights, which made him shudder.

"Or ...... Shall I send some little women over again to serve the messengers? Alahan thought for a moment and asked tentatively.

"It's not a question of whether to send a little woman or not."

Yang Chuan said a little helplessly: "Or, in this way, you gather some people to come over and build a courtyard on this Rouge Mountain, and I will communicate with the Great Immortal Heaven and let him give him some ice and snow so that our Snow Mountain Divine Beasts can escape the heat, how about it?" ”

Ala Khan was a little confused, looked up at the clear sky, looked at the dense woods and wild flowers of the Rouge Mountain, and opened his eyes wide: "Give, some ice and snow?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded: "Yes......"

……

Maybe it's to deliberately keep Yang Chuan, Sister Leopard and Silly Diao and his party, maybe, just because of curiosity, I want to see the miracle of 'heaven-sent ice and snow', all in all, the head of the Huns, Ala Khan, is very hard at work this time, and he summoned seven or eight hundred people to come over at one time.

Among them, the vast majority are young adults.

Yang Chuan was very satisfied.

It seems that the strength of this white wolf tribe is quite improvised, even if it is in the season of sending some men and horses to follow the evil king to fight, it can still summon seven or eight hundred young adults at any time, at least there must be more than a thousand subordinates, right?

The account of the Huns is almost a household of the Liang family of the Han Dynasty, usually with the appearance of eleven or twelve people, plus those servants and slaves who are not considered humans, it is also a large family unit.

"Venerable envoy, there is a war right now, and the young warriors in the tribe have accepted the call of the evil king of Hun and have gone to war, and now they can only make up this young and middle-aged labor, I don't know if it is enough?"

Alahan said that he was very humble, but in fact he was a little pretentious, and his honest face showed a trace of undetectable mockery.

Yang Chuan knows this, but he can't find any fault.

This is the sad thing about being uneducated, whether it is facing him, the messenger of the Great Snow Mountain, or facing the 'Snow Mountain Divine Beast' of Sister Leopard, these wolves are actually very divided.

On the one hand, the Huns were convinced of the so-called Immortal Heaven, the Master of the Great Snow Mountain, the Divine Beast of the Snow Mountain, and the King of the Snow Mountain, which was the result of the efforts of generations of high priests;

On the other hand, the 'faith' of these guys is very pragmatic.

That is to say, they believe in Immortal Heaven and all the myths and legends about the Great Snow Mountain, but at the same time, they believe that those 'myths' that they can witness with their own eyes are a group of out-and-out 'pantheists', no wonder they will be violently attacked by Wei Qing, Huo Quzhi, Dou Xian and others, and finally disappear.

There is no culture, no faith, and the final result is naturally that there is no foundation that can be passed on......

Of course.

None of this is important, anyway, in the two thousand years of the later generations, there are many cave masters and brick families who have repeatedly discussed, which is a philosophical issue of the Eight Classics, not history, and has nothing to do with Yang Chuan.

What he needs to do now is to appear in front of people, and pretend to be a ......

Ahem.

What he needs to do now is to use the lot of natural science knowledge he has at hand to show these wolves a serious hand and teach them what a miracle is.

Miracles, this is a skill that is necessary for any qualified Divine Stick......

……

So, day and night later.

In the Hun girl、Uh, not anymore。

Under the service of the Hun little woman Reka, Yang Chuan got up, took a simple medicinal bath, changed into a set of solid deerskin robes, and then slowly walked out of the tent.

Seven or eight hundred Huns were waiting outside the tent, lined up neatly, and all of them did not look very good.

Especially when these people's eyes glimpsed, the figure of the little woman in the tent seemed to be busy cleaning up the mess, and those younger Huns looked at Yang Chuan with inexplicable small flames in their eyes.

What is this called!

Yang Chuan muttered, slandering in his heart, it is clear that your tribe leader sent his daughter over to test the cadres with beauty, and now he is still a little indignant?

Really!

"Venerable messenger, are you up?"

Seeing Yang Chuan walking out of the tent, the head of Ala Khan walked over quickly and bowed down: "All the things you ordered yesterday have been completed, and the necessary manpower has been prepared, please send a messenger to the spirit, pray for the blessings of the immortal heaven, and give some ice and snow to the king of the snow-capped mountains." ”

Yang Chuan nodded slightly: "You have worked hard. ”

He looked up at a high platform halfway up the mountain, surrounded by stakes, on each of which hung a lamb to the slaughter, and was satisfied: "Divide the warriors of your tribe into two groups, and get ready, and wait to carry the stones and wood." ”

Ala Khan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Move, stone...... And wood? ”

Yang Chuan nodded, didn't bother to explain, and walked towards the high platform.

After a cup of tea.

Yang Chuan climbed the high platform, looked at the poor lamb on the stake, and said with a smile: "Okay, this messenger will cast a spell very quickly......"

He took Sister Leopard, turned his back to the sky, and seemed to pray for a while.

Then, he was pounding on it, which was nothing more than the routine operation of the old Hun gods, and he raised his hands to the sky, and he was chanting words in his mouth, the only difference was that he did not cut his face with a knife.

So, after twenty or thirty breaths like this.

He took off a yak tail from a certain stake, waved it lightly three or five times in the direction of the sky, and then he no longer made any movement, but sat down with his butt and turned his back to the Huns, took out a bag of beef jerky with sauce and marinated beef from his arms, threw a few grains into his mouth, and began to chew slowly.

I have to say that the military food he prepared for the Yulin Army last time tasted really good, chewing it, his mouth was full of fragrance, and there were two handfuls of beef jerky in his belly, which was enough to carry it all day......

Just when Yang Chuan was eating beef jerky all day long.

On one of the peaks of Rouge Mountain, a dark red light suddenly flashed, followed by dozens of dazzling white lights, which could almost brighten the eyes of a blind dog.

The earth trembled suddenly, and it didn't last long, just three or two breaths.

But this tremor is extremely violent, as if, the whole Rouge Mountain has reached a certain critical point, and it can't help but push its waist upwards, and then it begins to tremble......

"Earth Dragon Turnover!"

"Oh no, the earth dragon has turned over!"

"What is the Snow Mountain Messenger doing?"

The Huns halfway up the mountain were shocked, and under this violent tremor, they staggered and fell in a large area, and everyone's face showed horror and despair.

Man, in the face of the mighty power of nature, is nothing.

Even if these wolves bent their bows and eagles on horseback, conquered the four fields, and made the Han Empire pay an extremely heavy price, it would be difficult to defeat such a group of enemies.

But at this moment, no matter how fierce a human being is, he is just an ant.

What Yang Chuan wants is this kind of deterrent effect......

Just after this violent tremor, on the towering peak, dozens of terrifying, dark red lights erupted again, and a large cloud of thick black smoke rose into the sky, slowly rising, spinning, writhing, and tearing in the blue sky, like an ancient monster, hidden in the depths of the earth for thousands of years, once it was able to get out of trouble, it couldn't help but rapidly expand and deform in the air.

Then.

In the eyes of hundreds of Huns, on the unreachable peak, there was a sudden terrifying roar.

Along with it, a large stone burst up, like a meteorite rain, carrying a huge roar and whistling sound, crackling and falling down......

In the blink of an eye, stones the size of calves were paved all over the sunny hillside.

"Oh my God, this is a miracle, a miracle!"

"It's the messenger of the snowy mountains...... No, it's the power of the Immortal Heaven! ”

"The messenger of the Snow Mountain channeled the spirit and immortalized the heavens, borrowed the power, and split a mountain peak with the multicolored divine thunder......"

The Huns were stunned.

Where have these herdsmen, who live on the edge of the steppe, the Gobi and the desert all year round, seen such extraordinary power? Without Yang Chuan to speak, those people were already lying on the ground, kneeling and praying at the half-collapsed tattered peak, muttering something in their mouths.

Yang Chuan raised his head, looked at the mountain peak that had been blown up by a small half, and sighed secretly in his heart: "In the end, it is not a purebred explosive made with glycerin, this power is very ordinary." ’

However, it was more than enough to deter the Huns......

……

More than 300 catties of explosives collapsed half of the mountain.

The billowing smoke rising from the Rouge Mountain could be seen from a hundred and ten miles away, and the dull and terrible roars shook the mountains and forests, frightening countless wild beasts, birds, and Huns.

When Yang Chuan slowly walked down the mountain, those wolves looked at this 'Great Snow Mountain Messenger' in their eyes, in addition to awe, fear and respect, there was an unexpected trace of greed.

This made Yang Chuan feel a little surprised.

(End of chapter)