Chapter 606: The Raging Zuo Xian King
On the desert north wasteland, the winter snow is covered with boundless bitter cold.
It has been eleven years since Huerduwei became King Zuoxian.
Compared with another well-known right-sage king, Chun Weicheng, Huerduwei's name was shot with a knife.
There is a big mountain of the Zhenbei Army standing on the border of the northern line of the Central Plains, no matter how strong the strength of the Xiongnu is, no matter how brave the battle is, it is definitely not the opponent of the Zhenbei Army. The former commander of the Zhenbei Army, the generalissimo of the world's conscription of soldiers and horses, Sun Xiong, exhausted his efforts to build the Zhenbei Army into the world's strongest soldiers, and the army gathered the original heroes, whether it was strategy, bravery, ordnance, it was by no means comparable to the Hun army located in the bitter cold desert.
Even after the eldest grandson Xiong retired behind the scenes, the Zhenbei Army also produced many fierce generals, as strong as Tang Mingli, the master of the Tangjiabao Feather Gate, and it was only one of the four major commanders of the Zhenbei Army. Although the other three are not well-known in the martial arts, they are not half a point weaker than Tang Mingli in terms of the way of generals.
Because of this, no matter who served as one of the two kings of the Xiongnu, King Zuoxian, had to face a huge threat from the Zhenbei army. The former Zuoxian King Fei Lianjin was ambitious, bent on creating immortal achievements, and successively made four southern expeditions, but lost his troops at the hands of the Zhenbei Army, and even died on the spot in the Battle of Nagarjuna.
In the generation of Huerduwei, when he was a teenager, he used the pseudonym Ma Hengzhong and entered the White Horse Temple in Luoyang to study martial arts. He was very agile and clever, so he learned a lot of the true transmission of the White Horse Temple. After returning to the Xiongnu, combined with the secret arts, he soared into the sky, and stepped into the innate realm in less than a year, which can be called the most outstanding young talent of the Xiongnu.
For more than ten years, he fought non-stop and annexed countless tribes in the desert. He commanded his subordinates, had strict military discipline, everyone was brave and good at fighting, and he himself was both wise and brave, either attacking with force or outwitting, crisscrossing the northern country, invincible. In addition, cattle and horses breed, the population grows, and there is a vague tendency to dominate the Eastern Xiongnu.
At the age of forty-six, Huerduwei officially took over the post of King Zuoxian, and began to fight against the Zhenbei Army three times, except for the first defeat and loss, the second time was to fight with the Zhenbei Army, each with a victory or defeat.
In the third time, Huerduwei decided that the frontal battlefield could not easily defeat the Zhenbei Army, so he calculated the hearts of the people, calculated the Great Yan Dynasty, provoked civil strife, and thwarted the first strategist of the Zhenbei Army, "Hidden Phase" Song Shujian, and 100,000 Hu cavalry took advantage of the situation to enter the pass, crossed the Yellow River in the south, and the soldiers pointed directly at Lu Liang, causing turmoil in the world. If it weren't for the eldest grandson Xiong, who was nearly eighty years old, he would have gone out of the mountain with an illness, but I am afraid that he would have already advanced into the Central Plains.
When the news came out, the Marquis of Wuda Shan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and rewarded Huer Duwei with all his might, and called him "Brother Shan Yu", which means that Hu Er Duwei is as noble as Da Shan Yu and his younger brother. For a time, King Zuo Xian had a high reputation among the Xiongnu, far exceeding the two kings of the left and right dynasties.
Huerduwei was not satisfied with the results of the Third Southern Expedition, he summed up the gains and losses of experience, and believed that in the border battlefield must be a miracle victory, and a head-on confrontation with the Zhenbei Army is the best outcome, and the key lies in how to provoke the Central Plains trouble, "Only the Han dog can really defeat the Han dog!" This sentence is the best summary of his various actions in recent years.
Because of this, he gave power to his eldest son Huerqiu, and ordered him to sneak into the Central Plains, and colluded with the abbot of the White Horse Temple, Guangji Zen Master, stirring up the wind and rain, which really caused the Central Plains to continue to turmoil.
Just when he was full of ambition, a series of bad news kept coming - first the general under his command Huluti was attacked and killed, and then 10,000 Hun cavalry went out of the customs in the New Year, but they were swallowed by unknown forces with men and horses. When the news of the death of the eldest son Huerqiu came, Huerduwei suddenly became furious and threw out a huge reward to take Xiao Qianli's head.
Unlike Dragon City, Kulen did not have a city, and the camp tents and fences scattered all over the mountains were like the most authentic nomadic gathering place, with three or four hundred thousand soldiers and civilians mixed together, turning Kulen into a huge military city. Zuoxian King Huerduwei lived in it.
The Xiongnu is a clan society, livestock belong to each clan in the public ownership, in recent years, the Eastern Xiongnu have been fighting everywhere, the livestock are increasing, the property is increasing, and from the Central Plains Han people learned to use iron instruments, so Kulun is more and more prosperous, even if the weather is cold, but it is also full of people, its prosperity is not the same as in the past.
Seeing that the sun was dusk, Huerduwei reviewed some official documents in the tent, and suddenly felt upset and irritable, and immediately stood up and stepped out of the tent, outside the tent there were many knives and guns, but in the distance there were countless smoke curling up.
He stood quietly for a while, and was about to make a round round, but he heard the sound of horses' hooves, and the scout with red feathers in his hat galloped his horse.
The scout ran all the way to the tent, rolled off his horse, drenched in sweat, took out a letter sealed with fire paint from his bosom, presented it to the guards with respectful hands, and untied a wooden box from the saddle and handed it to the guards.
Huerduwei received the letter in his hand, looked at it hurriedly, and suddenly his eyes were dark, and a mouthful of nameless karma rose in his chest, and he shouted: "Order, order those who ride more than ten thousand horses to come quickly!"
After only a few moments, ten trumpeters rushed out of the golden horde, and they were in all directions, southeast and northwest, and they blew whining.
Hearing the sound of the trumpet, the whole Kulun was alarmed, they knew that this was the most urgent order for King Zuo Xian to summon the generals, no matter how noble he was, if King Zuo Xian bent ten fingers and did not arrive, he would be beheaded immediately, and he would never be forgiven, and someone immediately shouted: "King Zuo Xian points the general!" Dozens of people in the city, no matter what they were doing, heard the sound of the horn, and immediately jumped up and rushed towards the golden horde.
I only heard the sound of horses' hooves in all directions, and the king of Gu Li, the generals, the captains, and the big pawns rushed all the way towards the Golden Horde, and when Hu'er was bent to the eighth finger, all the generals above the household were all there.
At this time, in addition to the Hulu Ti who died in battle, there were 35 generals gathered together, only to hear Hu'er Wei Wei eyebrows, roaring angrily: "Dog thief! I hate to immediately raise troops to the south and kill Han Dog cleanly!"
The more he talked, the more angry he became, and threw the wooden box on the desk to the ground, shouting: "You all come and see, our master craftsman Harati was actually cut off by someone, this kind of shame, if you have to endure it again, you will not be a man on our grassland!"
The wooden box fell to the ground, and suddenly it was torn apart, and a human head made of lime rolled out, with a clear face, and even the look of horror was vivid, it was the Hun master Harati.
All the generals looked down, and many people immediately recognized them, and they couldn't help but be angry, shouting: "Who is it? Who killed our master craftsman? If we don't destroy it, how can we eliminate the hatred in our hearts?"