In full view of everyone, Kuzamu reached out and took the Hun King's Seal from the hand of the Hun Prince.
All the Xiongnu subjects couldn't bear to see it, so they all turned around.
That means there are no more Huns.
After taking the seal, Kuzamu turned around and walked quickly in front of Liuyue. He raised the seal of the Hun King in his hand high towards Liuyue.
Liu Yue leaned over to take it, turned towards Bei Mu's army, raised the seal in her hand high, and shouted loudly: "I, Bei Mu, have unified the grassland."
"Long live, long live..."
"Unify the grassland, unify the grassland..."
"We, Bei Mu, have unified the grassland..."
The violent roar floated above the dust and went straight into the blue clouds.
Han Fei, Kuo Bali and other generals lined up behind Liu Yue turned over and half-knelt in front of Liu Yue, shouting with excitement: "Long live the Regent, long live, long live..."
"Long live the Prince Regent, long live, long live..."
The hundreds of thousands of Beimu soldiers who were so excited no longer knew what to shout.
Hundreds of years of dreams, hundreds of years of struggle.
Today, it comes down to this, it comes down to their hands.
It comes down to the leadership of their regent.
A century-old dream was finally realized.
That kind of overwhelming joy can no longer be described in any language.
The roar of hundreds of thousands of troops was like thunder exploding in the sky.
As the breeze surged across the entire grassland, it flew in all directions.
The grassland will return to northern pastoralism from now on.
The sharp sword was pointed directly at the capital city of Shengjing. Liu Yue shouted coldly: "Enter the city."
The horses raised their hooves, and the soldiers marched in great numbers, heading towards the city of the King of the Huns and entering.
The Hun King's flag flying high on the city gate fell down on the city wall.
It was replaced by Bei Mu's royal flag, the iron-black flag flying.