"Wolf Juxu Mountain."

After crossing the Gonglu River, two hundred miles further north is the majestic and magnificent Wolf Juxu Mountain.

If the exact location of this place is unknown, it is only necessary to know that hundreds of miles to the west is the famous city of Kulen (Ulaanbaatar).

"Sick of it."

Li Yunze, who looked relaxed, beckoned Huo Quzhi and said, "Zhao Guohu is riding and shooting, expanding more than a thousand miles to the north. The Yan State also defeated Donghu and expanded the land for thousands of miles. Qin State Meng Tian attacked the Xiongnu, and the farthest was only to Jiuyuan County. ”

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the Wolf Juxu Mountain in the distance and said, "Since the records of historians, you are the first general to fight so far!" ”

Huo Quzhi saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty is also the first Son of Heaven to hit so far." ”

"It's not a big deal, I've been to this place a lot, huh!" Li Yunze coughed and changed the topic, "Since history has been created, let's commemorate it." ”

"Dare to ask Your Majesty, what should I do?"

Li Yunze's hand still pointed to the Wolf Juxu Mountain in the distance, "Wait for this mountain, build an altar and sacrifice to the sky to achieve success!" ”

"This." Huo Quai's illness was a little embarrassed, "Since it should be His Majesty's sacrifice to heaven and earth, minister"

"Don't say anything like that." Li Yunze, who looked serious, waved his hand: "You have to do this." ”

Now that you have made a decision, then the rest of the matter is naturally just to do it directly.

The army marched forward and came to camp at the foot of the Wolf Juxu Mountain.

The captives were driven up the mountain and built an altar on the main peak.

Those who can be brought all the way here are at least the nobles of the household, Xiangguo.

As for the captive group, which was dominated by ordinary herdsmen, they arranged for people to return to Dahan early and send them back to Dahan to contribute to Dahan's mining, salting, building bridges and digging canals, and building roads and mountains.

Li Yunze specially took these Hun nobles all the way north, just for this moment.

The altar was built very quickly, in fact, it was just a matter of cutting wood and stones, and exerting all your strength.

The altar here has been built, and Sima Xiangru over there has also written the prayer for the heavens.

went to the battlefield to participate in the battle, although there was no head-level capture, but Li Yunze also promised that he could no longer be a Lang official, and he would distribute it after he returned.

Therefore, Sima Xiangru, who was in a good mood, wrote thousands of words freely.

In terms of the amount of reading in this era, it is definitely a masterpiece.

"Write so much?"

Looking at the heavy prayer in his hand, Li Yunze casually stuffed it back into Sima Xiangru's arms, "Wait a minute, you can read it yourself." ”

Reciting prayers looks very face-saving, but in fact it is hard work.

First of all, the pronunciation should be good, and secondly, you can't pronounce the wrong word, the kind that will be scolded if you make a mistake.

In the end, the one who recites the prayer is really just a chant, and the rest has nothing to do with him, a proper tool man.

At noon the next day, Sima Xiangru, who had a sad face, stood on the altar, and waited until the previous rituals had been completed, and then spread out the big and heavy prayer and began to read it seriously.

Although the soldiers around him couldn't understand it, they listened carefully.

Those who were really flustered and couldn't listen to a word were naturally those Hun nobles.

According to the tradition of the Huns, when sacrificing to the heavens, a group of captives were always disposed of and sacrificed to the heavens.

In the past, they used to sacrifice to the heavens with the captured Han people, but now it is their turn to be captured by the Han people and arranged around the altar, and it is estimated that the end will not be too good

Here in Wolf Juxu Mountain, it is the holy place where the Huns sacrifice to the sky, and these captives are very familiar with it, and the process is also very familiar.

The sun at noon was very strong, and Sima Xiangru, who was standing on the altar, was sweating profusely.

But he could not stop reciting the prayers, he had to concentrate on not making mistakes, and most importantly, he had to wear a heavy dress according to the rules.

If it weren't for the persistence of a belief, it would have been a hot fainting.

When he finally finished reciting the prayer, Sima Xiangru, who was sweating profusely, got off the altar and sat directly on the ground.

But it doesn't matter, no one pays attention to him at this time, and everyone's eyes fall on Huo Qubing on the altar.

According to the rules, Huo Quai, who sacrificed to the sky, waved his hand vigorously to the trembling Hun nobles.

Immediately, the sergeants rushed forward and dragged out half of the captives onto the altar.

The bright skullsword was drawn, and one sergeant knelt on the ground with the Hun nobleman with his hands tied, while the other pulled their whips outward, exposing their necks.

With an order, dozens of heads used to sacrifice to the heavens suddenly fell to the ground.

The reason why only half of the sacrifice to the heavens is because it is only sacrificed to the heavens, and there is no sacrifice to the earth.

As Huo Qubing threw the prayer into the fire, it burned into green smoke and floated into the sky, and the wolf was halfway done.

As for the other half of the work, it was done by the craftsmen who accompanied the army.

They picked a large rock on the mountain and chiseled it through it with a clanging bang.

This is to set up a monument, in the Wolf Juxu Mountain, the holy place where the Huns sacrifice to the sky, set up a stone monument boasting the martial arts of the Han army!

The meaning of this is almost equivalent to hanging a flag and building a statue in that toilet on a small day.

After the monument was erected, the army marched again and headed for Guyan Mountain, which was not far away.

Guyan Mountain is also a holy place used by the Huns to worship the sky.

When the Han army came, they built an altar here and wrote prayers.

When the altar was repaired, the remaining Hun captives were very uncooperative, and some even took the initiative to seek death.

After all, they also know their fate, and they are dying on the left and right anyway, so it's better to fight to the death.

There is no way, as long as these people are broken and still on the side, and the soldiers of the Han army build the altar by themselves.

As for the prayers, it is naturally Sima Xiangru's work.

It's just that after Sima Xiangru suffered a loss, he thought about saving himself trouble, and only wrote a prayer of no more than 1,000 words and handed it to Li Yunze for review.

"What the hell is this about?"

Li Yunze casually threw the prayer back, "Based on the prayer of the last sacrifice to the heavens, the number of words can only be more, not less." Write it before dawn, if you dare to fool it. ”

With a smile in his eyes, he quipped, "Then leave you here to be the god of the mountain, and take care of the altar inscription." ”

Although Li Yunze said the words in a joking tone, after all, it was the words of the Son of Heaven, and Sima Xiangru dared to take it as a deaf ear.

I had no choice but to light the lamp and boil wax, and I was busy all night writing a new article.

When it was time to sacrifice to the earth in the afternoon, it was again he who recited prayers against the scorching sun.

A set of processes went down, and the whole person collapsed.

Of course, no one would pay attention to him at such a time, and everyone's eyes fell on the sacrifices used to sacrifice to the earth.

The Xiongnu nobles, who knew that they were going to die, scolded one after another, especially those kings of various tribes.

The sergeants stepped forward and struck directly on the mouth with the handle of the head knife, and the foul language immediately stopped.

The next process is similar to the festival, just follow the previous steps.

"Seal the wolf Juxu, Zen in Guyan."

Watching Huo Quzhi get down from the altar, Li Yunze sighed, "There is still one last step left." ”

"Your Majesty."

Huo Qu came over to salute and said, "The army is here, is it going back to the court?" ”

"Don't be in such a hurry." Li Yunze waved his hand and said, "Isn't King Zuo Xian still caught, grab him and talk about it." ”

If there was no Li Yunze in the army, Huo Qubing naturally didn't matter, and it would be no problem to chase him to the ends of the earth to arrest King Zuoxian.

But the problem is that the Son of Heaven has stayed in the army for a long time, and if there is any accident, the consequences are really unimaginable.

He didn't dare to say this worry, if he said it in front of Li Yunze, Li Yunze would pat him on the shoulder and respond, 'Don't be afraid, I'm invincible.' ’

The Han army attacked again and continued to pursue the remnants of the Xiongnu north.

It was late summer and early autumn, and the weather conditions were perfect for war.

The grass grows on the grassland and the warbler flies, and the Han army, which has run out of fodder, lives a semi-nomadic life, grazing while hurrying.

As for six days and a thousand miles or something, at least not now.

Because of the lack of fodder, the horses can't stand it if they just eat grass.

This time, it took half a month to reach the North Sea (Lake Baikal).

"Su Wu."

Looking at the rippling lake in front of him, and looking at the freshwater seals on the shore that were not afraid of life at all, Li Yunze called Su Wu and asked with a smile, "What do you think of this place?" ”

Su Wu was a little puzzled, not knowing why Bai Zi wanted to ask himself such a thing.

However, it is natural that the face is not obvious, and calmly responds to "the water and grass are abundant, and there is a lot of game." If it's used to escape the heat, it's a good place. ”

"Hey."

Li Yunze said with a smile: "What about shepherding sheep in this Beihai?" ”

Su Wu frowned for a long time, and responded with a little puzzlement, "Your Majesty, this place is too far north, and the summer and autumn seasons are fine, but if it is winter, it must be very difficult." ”

Raising his hand and patting Su Wu's shoulder, Li Yunze nodded approvingly.

In history, Su Wu didn't just survive year after year on the north coast, and refused to abandon the identity of Hanchen and surrender to the Xiongnu no matter what.

"I intend to set up the Beihai Metropolitan Protectorate, from Mobei to Beihai, all of them are included in it. Build Kulen City in the place of the Mobei royal court of the Huns. This first Beihai Metropolitan Protector is up to you. ”

Su Wu, who looked serious, immediately saluted, "Oh~~~"

"Your Majesty!"

Zhao Ponu galloped to the horse, turned over and dismounted, saluted, and said, "Looking for the old camp of the Huns!" ”

"Oh?" Li Yunze was slightly surprised: "Did you really escape here?" Huo Quai, called? ”

"The general has personally led his troops and horses to attack the camp!"

It was not only the Zuo Xian Wang's department that fled all the way to the north coast.

Yi Zhixian, who was beaten by Wei Qing and fled in embarrassment, also fled all the way.

The two sides gathered together, and when they were still grieving this fiasco, the Han army actually chased them all the way here!

The Huns, who had already lost their morale and had exhausted their warriors, had no strength to resist at all, and were defeated by Huo Quai.

King Zuo Xian and other nobles were killed in the battle array, Liu Ling saw that there was no way to escape, so he simply set fire to the tent, leaving a sentence of 'being a ghost and not letting go of the emperor of the Han family', turned around and rushed into the blazing tent.

As for Yi Zhixian, under the escort of the last warriors of the Huns, he desperately escaped from the camp.

But out of the camp, there were still Han troops everywhere outside.

In desperation, he kept fleeing and broke through, and was finally forced to the north coast.

Seeing the countless Han army sergeants, rushing towards him with red eyes, knowing that even one of his own legs could be used for the Han soldiers to return the marquis title, Yi Zhixian, who laughed desperately, rode his horse directly into the lake.

The Han army on the shore jumped to their feet and scolded, and some even threw themselves into the lake to salvage after stripping naked.

It's a pity that Yi Zhixian entered the water wearing armor, and the North Sea was very deep, so he couldn't fish it out in the end.

The last strength of the Huns also dissipated on the north coast!

(End of chapter)