The new royal court of the Northern Huns, a city made of stones stands here. The rough style and practical design are full of the style of the Northern Huns.

Dilian, the Chanyu of the Northern Huns at this time. Unlike the previous Xiongnu Chanyus who were generally ambitious and arrogant, Dilian's character was extremely resolute and restrained.

And this is in line with the current situation of the Northern Huns. Today, the Northern Huns have one foot on the edge of the cliff. What they need is not conquest but recuperation. A determined Chanyu is more in line with the current situation of the Northern Huns.

Looking at the clansmen kneeling in front of him with expressions of anger and unwillingness, Dilian's face was expressionless, his eagle eyes were calm, and there was no trace of waves or emotions.

"Have you found out? Who is this person?"

"Chanyu, we are incompetent and are one step too late. These horse bandits are too cunning. They come and go like the wind. Their horses are faster than our light cavalry. They can't catch up. But you can be sure that they are definitely here.

Not small, he must be a cavalryman from Anxi or Kushan."

Dilian ignored his guessing words and continued: "Where is the falcon? Can't you follow it?"

"The other side seems to have secret skills that can drive away wild beasts. Our tamed eagles dare not approach at all. Moreover, they often ride horses like a forest, making it even more difficult to track." The place where the Northern Huns are now is not the once flat northern grassland.

Although the region is mostly composed of plains, there are also many dense forests and deserts.

"Driving away wild beasts? I'm afraid it's Guishang's men and horses." Mao Ling, who was standing by, had a sharp look in his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Among the surrounding countries, Kushan has the most secret arts. In order to deal with the poisonous elephant soldiers, Kushan has also researched similar secret skills. And considering the situation, Kushan is indeed the most likely person to take action.

Dilian did not make a hasty conclusion like Risking Ling, but said calmly: "Guishang is afraid that he has too much to take care of himself now, so how dare he come to provoke us? Unless they are not afraid of the risk of destroying the country."

My family knows their own affairs. After such a long period of recuperation, the Northern Huns have regained some of their strength. Although they are not as good as at their peak, it is difficult to establish an empire on their own, but they fought hard to defeat the Kushans who are now in internal chaos.

It is still possible to abolish or even subjugate the country.

Dilian didn't believe that Kushan would take such a big risk to do such a stupid thing.

"But besides Kushan, who else has this ability? This kind of fine cavalry is not something that ordinary small countries can produce. An'an is currently busy fighting Rome, and its troops are concentrated in the west and have been seriously damaged. It is simply impossible.

It's them."

Having been based in Ci for so long, although the Northern Huns are not good at intelligence, they still know some basic information about surrounding countries.

Needless to say, the combat power of the countries in the eastern and western regions is absolutely scum. And the strength of the countries such as Khwarezm in the west is not much stronger. The only two major enemies regarded by the Northern Huns are Kushan and Anxi.

empire.

Of course, the Northern Huns do not want to provoke them but are not afraid of them. Unlike the Southern Huns who had their backs broken and were chased all the way by the Han but still resist until now, the Northern Huns are always arrogant and unyielding, and nothing can make them bow their heads. Even if

Being a big man can only make them recognize him instead of fear him.

"Don't you think this fighting style and such an elite cavalry are familiar to you?" Di Lianhu said calmly.

Several people fell into silence.

How could they not be familiar with each other? Even though hundreds of years had passed, and even though they knew that the other party was far away and it was basically impossible to come, they immediately thought of the enemy who had once been a nightmare.

It was based on nothing else but the hatred and intuition engraved in their bones as they were chased north and fled thousands of miles away.

There is only one opponent in the world who can defeat them, the Northern Huns.

This opponent could not be Kushan or Anxi, it could only be the Han army.

"Chanyu, the Han people are thousands of miles away. Although this place is adjacent to the Western Region, it does not belong to the Western Region and is not within its territory. Could it be that we guessed wrong?" Mao Ling said with a bitter look on his face and gritted his teeth.

We? He already had the same guess, but he just didn't dare to think in that direction.

"Counting the time, Da Han, no, the emperor of Da Chu should have unified Han." Dilian sighed softly. The country that the Xiongnu pays most attention to is always the ancient country in the east, and the information has never been cut off.

"Don't leave anything to chance, what is supposed to come will come."

Dilian's fists were clenched and the blood of the Huns was flowing. How could he not yearn for violence and killing? But for the future of the Northern Huns, he has been playing a resolute image and suppressing himself. In order to leave enough space

Time to recuperate, after all, the Northern Huns are too fragile now. It is like a sharp steel knife that is nearly durable. Although it is indestructible, it can only be swung once, and the second time it may directly destroy people.

"Fight if you want. We, the Xiongnu, are in control of the world. How have we ever been afraid of death? Chanyu, since they have come for us, we simply strike first and fight to the death with the Han people!"

The Xiongnu general stepped out resolutely and said angrily.

"No." Mao Ling said hurriedly.

"Chanyu, the Emperor of Chu has just unified the world and his army is at its peak. We must not tease his beard. We must be patient! We only have this little foundation. We are not as great as the Han people. We cannot withstand the hardships.

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"Are we going to let the Han people bully us?" A military general stood up and said angrily: "It's just death. If the Han people dare to fight, we will accompany them to the end."

"It's just death, why don't you dare? But have you ever thought about what we and other tribesmen will do? Do you want to ruin this last hope and let us, the Northern Huns, completely turn into dust?" Mao Ling said angrily, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Death intention.

Di Lian sighed softly, looked at the indignant generals and Mao Ling who had a death wish, and said calmly: "Mao Ling is right, death is not terrible, what is terrible is meaningless death. I can't defeat it now."

The Han people still need to lie dormant and endure. When we regain our strength, we will definitely return to the royal court and slaughter all the Han people, avenging our previous humiliation."

"What Shan Yu said is true. We, the descendants of the Immortal Heaven, are not afraid of death, but we cannot die in vain." Mao Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

"What we should decide now is what to do next?"

"It's no big deal. If we can't kill them back to the grassland, we will kill the Han cavalry to vent their anger. Anyway, the Han people are thousands of miles away from here, and there is no way they can send a large army here."

"It can't be that simple. This cavalry comes and goes like the wind, and it doesn't like fighting at all. It is obviously the style of Huo Qubing in the past, and its combat power is extremely powerful. It is not something we can easily kill. Unless..." Mao Ling turned his gaze.

Look at Dilian.

"No." Dilian said directly.

Mao Ling pondered for a moment and then nodded lightly. He also understood that some trump cards cannot be exposed easily, otherwise it would be harmful rather than beneficial, and would only arouse the enemy's vigilance and more attention and attacks.

"Then what should we do? Please tell Shan Yu."

Dilian's eyes were as deep as a deep pool, as if he could see through everything.

"Beat Kushan."
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