He was very politely asked about his identity, and then very politely asked him to rest in the back.

Even his subordinate tribes were not treated harshly, but were disarmed, and then stayed, and in the evening, they even drank a hot meal of mutton soup, and each person was given a piece of hard white flour cake!

How many days have you not eaten a hot meal?

Subranto's men almost burst into tears.

Although the white flour cake is very hard, but the white flour, and everyone has become a captive of others, some are good to eat, where do you dare to care about this?

Just when these people, honestly, drank a mouthful of mutton soup and then devoured a mouthful of white flour cakes, the "Tu Yu" soldiers who were responsible for distributing food came out with a bowl of hot mutton soup with a white flour cake like them.

It was the same meal that their captives ate!

Just when everyone felt a little surprised in their hearts, they saw the soldier who was in charge of distributing the food, looked around at them, and then showed a look of disdain and sneered.

"It's mutton steamed buns, you know? The mutton steamed bun is to be eaten by soaking - what a group of uninformed deflated three! ”

After the scolding, regardless of their reaction, the lamb soup was put on a shelf on the side, and the dough was torn up exaggeratedly.

Looking at the goods, they tore them apart piece by piece, and threw them into the sheep soup, and then held a large bowl, and ate them there, and although the captives of the Subu tribe were not angry, some people still followed his example, and hesitated to tear the bread into pieces, and threw it into the sheep soup.

"It's still so delicious!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly couldn't help shouting, but then they realized that something was wrong and quickly lowered their heads again.

But this voice also reminded everyone.

Although there was some resistance in his heart to the soldier of the "Tu Yu" tribe who distributed food, looking at his brother who was snoring and couldn't seem to stop at all, his hand still very honestly tore the bread and threw it into the sheep soup.

Then, tentatively, I tasted it.

I can't stop tasting it.

They have eaten mutton soup for a lifetime, but they didn't expect that this mutton soup can still have such a taste.

Seeing that their group of captives were scolded by themselves, and then they had to obediently learn to eat mutton steamed buns by themselves, this "Tu Yu" soldier couldn't help but upturn the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of triumph.

Holding an empty bowl, quite self-satisfied.

"How? Let me tell you, this mutton steamed bun, but the new way of eating passed down by His Royal Highness the eldest grandson of the Great Qin Emperor, His Majesty the First Emperor said that it was good, you turtle barbarians, you can eat this, I don't know how many lifetimes of blessings have been cultivated......"

After saying that, the goods carried the coarse porcelain bowl and walked away proudly.

After eating a bowl of mutton steamed buns that "the first emperor said he would say was good after eating", although some were still unsatisfied, and some were not satisfied, everyone did not dare to make trouble, and shrank in the designated tent one by one, and fell asleep.

It's also bitter to say.

These days, this is the most stable and sweet sleep they have eaten, the sweetest, and the most restful sleep.

After being a prisoner, I finally don't have to worry about the army of the Tuyu tribe coming over.

Compared to these ordinary tribes, Subrato's treatment was much higher.

Not only did he have his own separate tent, clean bedding, already brewed, soaked buns full of crispy mutton, and even a pot of fine wine. In the middle, someone even came over and sent him a set of clean and warm clothes, and asked him if he needed anything else, and if so, there was no need to be polite.

Subranto: ......

He never expected that his own "son-in-law" who had been stubbornly rubbed up would have such a scene on the side of the Tuyu tribe.

He shook his head in a complicated mood and thanked many parties for their kindness.

Although the other party was really polite, he knew very well that he was not a guest, but a captive, and if he really gave him a shame, maybe what would happen.

He was so anxious that he spent the whole day in the tent of the slaughterer.

I slept almost all day.

These days, he was frightened, he had to sleep with half his eyes open, and he was not lightly tired, but this time, he was well fed, warmly dressed, and had a warm tent, and he slept sweetly like never before.

By the time I was called, it was nearly evening.

He thought it was dinner again, but who knew that he was very politely informed that his general had returned and invited him to come over.

Knowing that Yu, the leader of the famous Tuyu tribe, wanted to see him, he quickly tidied up his clothes, followed the soldiers who came to inform him, and walked towards the middle.

From a distance, I saw a tall and burly man, sitting in the middle of the big tent like an iron tower, with a compelling momentum. Walking into the big tent behind the soldiers who passed the message, he didn't dare to look more, grabbed two steps forward, bowed his head and saluted.

"The subordinate sub-minister Sublantuo meets General Yu ......"

Although he felt a little strange about the dignified leader of the Tuyu tribe calling himself a general, he still added the word "big" in front of the general with great interest.

Just as he was thinking about how to show his allegiance to this murderous Tu Yu leader, he heard Xiang Yu's Great Qin dialect with a Chudi accent.

"The right virtuous king does not need to be polite......"

He froze for a moment and looked up in astonishment.

Only then did I find that during this period of time, with the momentum of a violent storm, he swept across the grassland, beating himself and others to retreat one after another, and even the leader of the Tuyu tribe who was at the end of his rope actually had the face of a Qin person!

No, that's the Qin people!

Not only does he look like a Qin person, but he also speaks fluent Daqin dialect!

Su Bulantao was the Great Qin Tong among the Xiongnu, not only familiar with many customs and affairs of the Great Qin, could read the books of the Qin people, but also spoke fluent Daqin dialect.

This is also the reason why he was sent to Daqin for help last time.

Therefore, he was very sure that the other party was speaking the Daqin dialect, not the dialect of a small tribe on the grassland.

Subratos only felt that his head was buzzing, and he couldn't turn around.

Seeing that Su Bruantuo looked at him with a dull expression, Xiang Yu couldn't help but smile, pointed to the stool on the side, and deliberately accentuated his voice.

"King Youxian, please take a seat—"

Subranto was startled, suddenly came back to his senses, quickly bowed his head, thanked him, owed half of his buttocks, and sat down.

"I don't know what the general ordered me to call......"

Su Brauntuo didn't dare to think about it, in front of Xiang Yu, his expression was humble, and his posture was very low.

"We just caught Mao Dun Shan Yu, please come over, first, I want to ask you to help confirm, and second, I am going to ask you to accompany Mao Dun Shan Yu back to Xianyang and meet Your Majesty ......in person."

Subranto: ......

Mao Dunshan Yu was caught!

Subrato's mood was complicated, and at this moment, he didn't know whether to be depressed or secretly rejoicing.

But soon, he reacted to the meaning revealed in Xiang Yu's words.

Send to Xianyang!

Sure enough, they are Qin people, what bullshit Tuyu tribe is, they are simply the disguise of the Qin people!

No wonder, he is obviously the leader of a steppe tribe, but he calls himself a general.

But when did such a powerful figure emerge from Daqin.

Looking at Xiang Yu's young and somewhat excessive face, he suddenly inexplicably remembered the eldest grandson of the Great Qin Emperor who was even more burly and younger than this one-

Is this destiny?

As soon as Great Qin was founded, it unexpectedly gathered a star-studded talent, first a genius like Zhao Ying, the emperor's eldest grandson, who was exaggerated to the point of being like a god of war, and then a commander army like Han Xin and Xiang Yu.

"No, the subordinates are all subject to the general's arrangement......"

Subranto bowed.

Xiang Yu smiled and waved his hand, correcting with a serious face.

"It's a general, not a general, with His Royal Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson here, Yu and the others dare not call it a general......"

Subranto: ......

At this moment, he profoundly realized how high the prestige of His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun was in the Great Qin Army.

Mao Dun was hit by an arrow in the buttocks, although the wound was cleaned and even bandaged, but after all, it was on the buttocks, and it was difficult to move, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he was lying on a stretcher and was carried in from the outside with a person in vain.

was captured, and Mao Dun had already made all the psychological preparations.

It's just that what he never expected was that as soon as he entered the big tent, he saw the right king of his family, dressed in clean and decent clothes, sitting on the seat next to him with courtesy.

The eyes are instantly bloodshot.

"You-Sulbrato, you dog thief, I have taken the liberty of treating you well, you dare to eat inside and out, secretly slaughter Yu, and plot against my Huns!"

He struggled to get up, and threw himself at Subranto, the wound on his ass torn, and he didn't care.

Subrantus couldn't help but smile wryly.

Standing up, he arched his hand at Maudun, who was lying on the stretcher.

"The minister didn't dare to turn his back on the king, but the minister was just like the king, and became a prisoner of General Yu......"

Mortun: ......

Suddenly it didn't move.

Even he was caught, what right did he have to blame Subrato?

Of course, when he found out that the so-called big leader of the Tuyu tribe turned out to be pretending to be a Qin person, he was still angry, but now that he is a sword warrior and he is a fish and meat, he has no way but to be angry.

……

After several months, the Xiongnu were finally swept away and the entire steppe was annexed.

At this point, Xiang Yu already had an army of nearly 200,000 capable of fighting well, and mastered almost the entire Xiongnu grassland across the four tribes of Yanpu, Jimo, Dang Khotan and Tu, officially replacing the Xiongnu Dashan Yu Maodun and becoming the real uncrowned king of the grassland!

For a time, all parties paid attention.

Xiang Liang, who was in Xianyang, almost crushed the teacup in his hand when he got the news.

An army of 200,000 is thousands of miles of grassland independent of Great Qin!

All this made him shudder and clenched his fists. With this strength, his nephew has already advanced and retreated, and officially has the strength to compete with Daqin.

How will you choose your nephew?

He felt that if he was in the position of his nephew, he might not be able to make up his mind. But then, the First Emperor sent someone to invite him over, and it turned out that Xiang Yu's secret letter to Zhao Ying had arrived in Xianyang.

Wang Nan, who had already received Zhao Ying's orders, sent the secret letter to the First Emperor as soon as he received Xiang Yu's secret letter.

After the First Emperor received the secret letter, he couldn't help laughing, and looked back at the black on the side with high spirits.

"My eldest grandson, I really have a good eye......

After speaking, he handed the secret letter to the black on the side.

After reading it, Hei couldn't help but be overjoyed and smiled.

"His Royal Highness the Emperor Grandson is a genius, at a young age, he has such a vision, such a courage, and the use of talents, regardless of origin, dare to reuse it, and he already has a bit of His Majesty's heroic posture back then, and he will become a great weapon in the future......."

When the First Emperor heard this, he couldn't help laughing, pointing his finger at the black, and joking in a relaxed mood.

"You old thing, this time you're telling the truth!"

This pair of monarchs and ministers, who have grown up together since they were young, couldn't help but look at each other and smile at this time.

Although, the first emperor had already received the news that Xiang Yu had defeated Maodun and successfully captured the Xiongnu Shan Yu Maodun, as well as the right Xian King Su Brauntuo, and the left valley Li King Huyan Hude and other high-level leaders.

But Xiang Yu's secret letter to Zhao Ying was different, he consulted Zhao Ying's opinion before officially reporting to him.

I want to know whether I should continue to rule the entire grassland under the banner of the Tuyu tribe, or show the identity of the Qin people and announce my defection to Great Qin.

"What do you think about this?"

The First Emperor reclined in his chair, and the old god looked at the black.

Hei pondered for a moment, then pondered.

"Your Majesty, this matter is very high, why don't you convene the ministers to discuss it?"

When the First Emperor heard this, he waved his hand.

"This matter was personally arranged by my eldest grandson, so what is there to discuss? I asked Ying'er before, and what he meant was that if Xiang Yu could really take the grassland, then he would directly take the grassland, set up counties, and let the grassland become my Daqin Ranch forever, and the fence of the Northern Domain would ......"

When I heard this, I couldn't help but sigh.

"The mind pattern of the emperor's eldest grandson has already caught up with His Majesty, and it is not inferior to His Majesty's ...... back then"

While the two were talking, Xiang Liang had already arrived.

The First Emperor was in a good mood and invited him to sit very politely, and then asked Hei to hand Xiang Yu's secret letter to Xiang Liang. Seeing this secret letter from his eldest nephew, Xiang Liang had mixed feelings, and he didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

After all, this was the only chance that his Xiang clan could confront Great Qin.

"Ling's nephew lives up to expectations in the grassland, and now that he has taken the grassland and captured Maudun, I am ready to let him continue to sit on the grassland, ......what do you think of it?"

Looking at Xiang Liang, whose expression was uncertain, the First Emperor asked with a smile.

When Xiang Liang heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked, and instantly sweated his jacket.

"Your Majesty can't—"

He didn't know what the First Emperor was thinking, but he didn't dare to bet, so he quickly got up and thanked him respectfully.

"Although the little nephew has some talent to lead the army and fight, after all, he is young and vigorous, and he is inexperienced, so I am afraid that he is not enough to govern the grassland......"

Looking at Xiang Liang, who was sincerely frightened, the First Emperor couldn't help laughing.

"Am I jealous and suspicious? If your Xiang family dares to take refuge in me, I will dare to let it go, although my uncle and nephew are quite capable, but they are as talented as my uncle and nephew, how can I be more than one person! ”

(End of chapter)