Chapter 403 Protect Princess Doudouer!

When Zhao Lang roughly observed the situation in the camp and returned to the tent at night, he heard the latest information from the slave.

"Master, this afternoon, there seems to be a conflict between the Xiongnu envoy and King Donghu."

"People in our tribe vaguely heard that the Huns said that King Donghu went too far."

"The specific reason has not been detected yet."

The slave reported back with a bit of shame.

Zhao Lang felt something in his heart when he heard it. It seemed that his words had an effect.

King Donghu made demands on the Xiongnu!

Now it depends on whether Mao Dun can bear it or not.

It is best not to be able to hold back and let the Donghu and Xiongnu conflict now.

The best arrangement is for both sides to suffer losses.

Of course, Zhao Lang knew that Mao Dun would most likely be able to endure it.

After all, the title of No. 1 Chanyu in the grassland is not just for boasting.

But Zhao Lang didn't intend to let Mao Dun endure it so easily.

If the Huns' envoy died on the territory of the Hu people, even if Mao Dun tried to endure it, those under him would probably complain.

Without the strategists, Zhao Lang was still confident of dealing with these Huns envoys.

"Send a message to Xiaoliu and Xi outside and ask him to lead people to explore the surrounding area to see if there is any Huns camp."

"After you find out, don't alert the other party. Then plan the route of the hole you dug before and be prepared."

Zhao Lang quickly gave the order.

His own small tribe came with 500 cavalry, so how could the Xiongnu delegation only bring this few people?

It must be outside the range specified by the royal court in the distance.

If he kills the Huns' envoy, King Donghu will never protect him.

Then, they will face the pursuit of the Huns.

Both intelligence and preparation still need to be prepared.

"Yes, Master."

The slave left in a hurry, and it seemed that he was going to spread the news overnight.

Soon, two days flew by.

Zhao Lang also became more and more familiar with the situation in the camp.

By the way, I reached a further consensus with the chief guard of the Hu people on how to deal with the rebellious period of children's youth.

"Well, you can come to the royal court more often in the future."

The Hu guard chief said to Zhao Lang with some emotion.

Zhao Lang smiled and was about to reply when he saw a group of Huns walking angrily from the direction of the king's tent.

Zhao Lang suddenly pretended not to care and said,

"What happened to them?"

The barbarian guard captain said very simply,

"Hmph, these Huns are so arrogant when they ask us for help."

"Two days ago, our king changed his mind. Marriage is okay, and the Huns will send women over!"

"The king is indeed the king. He has even thought of this idea. This is the courage we Donghu should have!"

The Hu guard chief quickly explained the matter clearly, and it was not considered a secret anyway.

Zhao Lang has taught him a lot these days, so there is no problem in giving him this bit of information.

Of course, more importantly, he did not want Dou Dou'er to marry the Huns.

Zhao Lang smiled and nodded without saying that this was actually his idea.

There is no point in fighting for these things, as long as you can achieve your own goals, you can even praise them,

"King Donghu is indeed a hero."

"But I heard that the Huns are extremely fierce. Will they really listen?"

The barbarian guard captain curled his lips disdainfully and said,

"Humph, the Xiongnu were defeated by the Qin people before and suffered great losses. They are no longer our opponents."

"You have to listen even if you don't listen."

Zhao Lang nodded thoughtfully when he heard this, but in his mind he was thinking about the confrontation with Mao Dun.

The Xiongnu had actually almost recovered by this time. It seemed that Donghu's information was not sensitive.

Soon, Zhao Lang heard the Hu guard chief say,

"They will go back tomorrow and may look for trouble. You should avoid them."

The Hu guard chief gave a kind reminder that King Donghu placed these people next to the Xiongnu in order to frighten Zhao Lang and the others.

Look, such a fierce Huns can only act honestly when facing Donghu.

You are just a small tribe of thousands of people, so don’t think about having something but nothing.

In fact, it was a kind of deterrence. When I heard that Maodun had become the new chanyu of the Huns, King Donghu also went to ask for Qianli Ma.

Just do it for other tribes to see.

Although this trick is old-fashioned, it is extremely easy to use.

Judging from the very beginning, there were many ordinary barbarians who came to see them.

After all, the Celestial Tribe still has some reputations.

But seeing them paying cattle and sheep to King Donghu, everyone knew that the Tianshen tribe also wanted to listen to King Donghu.

There are fewer ordinary barbarians coming to see them.

Upon hearing the news, Zhao Lang's eyes lit up, and then he said,

"Thank you for reminding me, I won't bother you."

After saying this, he said goodbye to the barbarian guard chief and returned to the camp.

"Gather everyone together and prepare for action tonight."

Zhao Lang quickly gave the order.

The slave on the side said slightly worriedly,

"Master, Xiao Liu and others have reported over. The Huns have nearly a thousand cavalry, and they all look elite."

"We're afraid..."

No matter how well-trained the cavalry of the Celestial Tribe is, they cannot be a match for the Xiongnu elite.

I'm afraid of a charge.

Their five hundred cavalry will be killed completely!

Zhao Lang said with a smile at this time,

"Military affairs are not what you are good at, so you don't need to worry about these."

"Make arrangements. Tonight, put out all the wine for the past few days and make the campfire bigger."

The slave no longer hesitated and arranged the arrangement according to Zhao Lang's instructions.

After others received the order, they were also ready.

Soon, night falls.

Zhao Lang heard the noise coming from the Huns camp not far away, and calmly ordered,

"let's start."

Pots of wine were opened, and the aroma quickly spread.

But it is still a little difficult to float to the Huns.

Zhao Lang directly picked up a pot of wine and poured it into the clay pot on the campfire.

In an instant, the smell of alcohol burst out with the fire and floated far away.

Many tribesmen around had seen this and were thinking of approaching.

Bonfire party, everyone can participate.

But suddenly, a group of Huns appeared in the darkness, and most of them immediately retreated to the side.
To be continued...