In the tent of the King of the Huns, Touman Chanyu sat in the chief seat. The gloomy look on his face made the Huns, who were always used to being rough, learn to be silent.
Seventeen or eight big tribe leaders, many of them had impatient looks on their faces.
Suddenly he gave the order to summon him, but he didn't say anything after he arrived, and he just sat here. How long should he sit there? Sit there until Maodun suddenly comes back and calls you "Father"?
Everyone could guess why Shanyu had such an expression.
As soon as a piece of news appeared in the desert, it spread to all the Xiongnu tribes as quickly as possible:
Prince Maodun was used as a hostage for the Xiongnu to enter the Yueshi Kingdom. Touman Chanyu preferred a Yan family, and in order to let the young son of the Yan family become the next Chanyu, he plotted to kill Prince Maodun.
Shanyu brazenly attacked Zishan Grassland, broke the armistice agreement, and killed Prince Modun with the help of Yuezhi people.
Prince Modun is brave and good at fighting. He led his troops to escape from the Yuezhi Kingdom. He was welcomed back by the Taotie tribe, which has been the most popular recently. He will lead his troops back to the royal court in the near future.
Clean up the treacherous ministers around Shanyu, kill the charming Yan family, and ask for the throne of Zuoqi King.
Everyone does not think this requirement is harsh, and even thinks it is a bit light.
Living in different places, if they were treated like this by their father and had a gluttonous army of 50,000 men and horses, they would just rebel.
"Chanyu, just tell us what the reason is for calling us here today."
A rough man was sitting in the third seat from the right row with a sarcastic look on his face.
His name is Wenghu, and he is the leader of the Tuge tribe. His son Jinweng has been Prince Moton's playmate since childhood.
His enemy Tou Man Shan Yu was very dissatisfied with this move of borrowing a knife to kill people, because he was the most promising man and would succeed to slaughter the sons of the tribal leaders if there was no accident, and he was also under the sword of the Yuezhi Kingdom.
Touman raised his head, moved his eyes from the ground to Weng Hu's face, and clearly saw the sarcasm on Weng Hu's face.
"My brother, are you anxious?"
He said with some confusion, took out a machete from his arms, and slammed it on the table at hand, making a muffled sound.
Before anyone in the audience could react, and before Weng Hu, the leader of the various tribes in Tu, could respond, a group of Hun warriors from the Toumanluot tribe suddenly broke into the royal tent, holding scimitars.
Touman didn't know when he stretched out his index finger, and at the end of his fingertip was Wenghu.
These scimitar-hands followed the direction pointed by their leader and rushed forward with their scimitars!
Weng Hu roared, cursed, struggled hard, and took out the hidden scimitar from his arms, injuring seven scimitarmen.
Everyone's hearts were ready to move, their eyes were filled with surprise and fear, and their bodies were motionless.
Amid Weng Hu's unwilling roar and the sound of his machete being pierced into flesh, the tribal leaders watched helplessly as Weng Hu, the leader of the Tu Ge tribe who ranked among the top five in the field, was hacked to the ground.
Blood splashed on their faces and fur clothes, and the fishy smell swam in front of their noses. Their faces became more and more ugly, even uglier than Touman, who originally had the ugliest face.
Touman held a scimitar and walked up to Wenghu, who had a close personal relationship with him and whose hands and feet were held down by the tribesmen.
He grabbed Weng Hu's remaining hair with his left hand and pulled it up hard.
He pulled Weng Hu's blood-stained face to face him, revealing Weng Hu's black and thick neck.
Touman held the scimitar in his right hand, put it under Wenghu's neck, and stroked the blade upward little by little.
Amidst Weng Hu's screams and curses, he yelled with a ferocious smile.
"You are in a hurry to die! You are in a hurry to die!"