The first thousand two hundred and sixty-seventh section of the tragic Loufan nobles [four thousand
In the hinterland of the grassland about five hundred miles northeast of the place where the Han Dynasty made Yang.
King Li of Yougu of the Xiongnu also built his own great banner here.
"How are the reports from the scouts?" Yi Shi asked his cronies, Chief Tu Kermadan: "Has there been any response from Lou Fanren?"
He had already led his troops to arrive here two days ago.
An attack on Zaoyang began to be planned.
And Yishi knew very well that the best way to defeat Zaoyang was to lure Annoying down the building as the military officials said.
Yishi thought very clearly about this matter.
He felt that King Lou Fan would surrender.
After all, she was not a chaste and martyr girl in the first place. She could surrender in Mayi or Zaoyang.
Not to mention, Yi Shi heard that the life of Lou Fanhou in the Han Dynasty was not very good.
The Han Dynasty deprived him of his control over the tribe and threw him in Juyang. They only gave him wealth but not power.
Yi Shi believed that he would definitely agree.
And the Loufanqi...
They are just a bunch of humble slaves! How dare they disobey their master’s call?
Anyway, on the grassland, when the master honks his horn, the slaves have no choice but to obey!
"Reply to the king! We haven't received any news yet..." Kormartan lowered his head and said: "The messengers sent out to contact us have not received any reply... Could something happen?"
"Probably not..." Yi Shi was also a little unsure, but he knew that if there was no support from Lou Fanren, he would have to take his own troops, Wanqi, to fill up the sun!
As for the troops sent by military ministers?
It is impossible to expect them to fight tooth and nail!
These guys are not here to help so much as they are here to monitor him.
After all, the Huns already had King Youxian who surrendered, and they could no longer withstand the blow of King Youguli who surrendered.
Moreover, as long as they surrender, the Xiongnu will be fine.
After all, he was just King Hujie with the title of King Youxian.
Maybe many people in the Luantang family are secretly happy!
But if he surrenders, the blow will be too great!
The surrender of King Youguli of the Luotang clan would seriously shake the rule of the Huns!
It may even cause a chain reaction, making many people think that the Huns are going to die!
Of course Yishi cannot surrender!
But the problem is that the military officials don’t know...
Now, there is no response from Lou Fanren, and the military officials have been urging him to launch an attack immediately.
This made Yi Shi a little upset.
His headquarters only has a few people. If they are all wiped out, there will be nothing left!
He didn't want to be like Yin Zhixie and end up with the tragic end of being unable to protect his son and having his bloodline cut off!
Therefore, Yishi said: "Send someone to tell Shan Yu: Lou Fan has not responded, so stop urging him!"
Want him to fight for his life with his own headquarters? Dream on!
If the old master Shanyu were alive, he might obey the order, because the old master Shanyu acted fairly and compensated double the loss.
But as for military officials, forget it!
The Zhelan people suffered heavy losses in Mayi and the entire army was wiped out. However, the military ministers later supplied Zhelan with 40,000 slaves. This small number of slaves was only completed after the Western Expedition.
His stinginess is evident at this point!
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Beside a lake in the grassland about five hundred miles away from Yishi Dazhu, the military officials stood here.
The livestock herds were also placed here.
This place is at least six to seven hundred miles away from the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty.
This was also the Battle of Mayi. Yin Zhixie's livestock were basically copied by the Han Dynasty, which taught the Huns a lesson!
The military ministers were not willing to make the same mistakes as Mayi.
These more than one million livestock are the lifeblood of the entire Munan. If they are robbed by the Han Dynasty again,
The Makunan clan is just waiting to starve to death!
Even the Makubei tribe will go hungry this year!
However, the livestock herds are safe here, but because they are too far away from the Great Wall, if the future Xiongnu army cannot get enough supplies and supplements from the Han Dynasty, then this long supply line will be destroyed
The fate of the Huns army!
However, the military officials had no choice!
After all, compared to the trouble caused by the lengthening of the supply line, the damage caused by the Han Dynasty cavalry taking away the old nest is greater!
"Yi Shi, this bastard!" The military officer kicked Yi Shi's envoy to the ground with one kick: "Can't he launch an attack without Lou Fanren's cooperation? Use the attack to force Lou Fanren to surrender!"
As he spoke, he wanted to draw his sword and kill someone.
"Da Shanyu, calm down..." The man next to the military minister, Gu Ruotan, who had just been released not long ago and was now named the King of Tunshan, quickly grabbed his irritable brother and said: "King Yougu Li, you do have some difficulties.
"...it would be better if the Great Chanyu sent someone to tell King Youguli: If Zaoyang can be destroyed, all the property, livestock and veterinarians owned by Zaoyang will belong to King Youguli..."
"Well..." Junchen turned around and glared at his younger brother, even thinking that he was being imprisoned and was stupid!
There are hundreds of thousands of livestock in the annoying station of the Yang Building, including tens of thousands of war horses!
This is property that even he is jealous of and covets!
They were all given to Yougu Li and Wang Yishi. How could this be allowed?
Not to mention the vet Lou Ann has!
Legend has it that the emperor of the Han Dynasty sent more than 300 veterinarians to Lou Fanren, and all of them were highly skilled!
This is even more priceless wealth!
Veterinarian, even he only robbed more than a hundred people on the Western Expedition.
Moreover, the skills of these veterinarians are still very poor, not even comparable to the level of veterinarians in the Han Dynasty!
If possible, the military minister would not want to share it with anyone!
But King Tunshan whispered in his ear: "What's wrong with the Great Chanyu agreeing to him for the time being? When King Yougu Li's headquarters is all gone, what will he do to hold on to these things? Then the Great Chanyu will send someone
Envoy, you can take them all back..."
The military minister then nodded and said: "Just do what King Tunshan said and tell King Youguli that if we can capture Zaoyang or even Juyang, then all the gains made by King Youguli will belong to King Youguli and those who participated in the war."
force!"
The messenger hurriedly bowed and said, "I must inform King Yougu Li of the Great Chanyu's order!"
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The sky is clear and the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
The beautiful and spectacular Yang Yang Prairie now covers an area of eight to nine hundred miles.
The Loufan cavalry and the Wusun people lived next to each other here.
There are forts everywhere and they stand neatly.
Zhao Meng wore his own armor and epaulettes symbolizing his identity, walking in front of his livestock pen.
The cute little daughter was babbling and making inexplicable sounds in her mother's arms.
This made Zhao Meng feel very relieved.
"The general has ordered all the forts to shrink. Our forts will be moved tomorrow..." Zhao Meng said to his wife: "Hurry up and take people to pack up, prepare the livestock and household belongings, and prepare them at any time.
Transfer…”
He looked lovingly at his house, his livestock pen and his stable.
These are the homes he built bit by bit by himself.
It was also the first home where he felt warm.
but now……
But he had to set fire to them himself!
Because the general has an order: not a single tile should be left for the Huns!
Therefore, although he was reluctant to do so, he still had to do it.
"Holy Emperor, please bless my wife, daughter and livestock, and have a safe journey. Please use your divine power to kill all the Huns and thieves..." Zhao Meng prayed and begged in his heart.
As a result, his hatred towards the Huns reached its highest level.
This is his home, the home of his wife and daughter. There is warmth and warmth everywhere.
It was the place he missed most in his life, but now, because of the Huns, he had to burn it down with his own hands.
This made him feel like a knife!
What made him most angry was that he knew that if the Huns invaded in a large scale, his wife, daughter and livestock would all be in danger!
"This is my life, my home..." Zhao Meng clenched his fists: "Damn Hun thieves, you actually dare to come and destroy it! I swear to the God and the Emperor that I will kill you all!"
At this time, a sneaky shadow walked in from outside the door, approached Zhao Meng, and whispered: "Leader Zhao, come here..."
Zhao Meng looked back and found that it was a Sima from his village.
He was once the Guduhou of the Loufan tribe. After the surrender, he was demoted from captain to Sima for various reasons.
Recently, he was appointed as the Sima of the other departments and put him in charge of the health of Buntunbao.
Zhao Meng was a little confused. Why did he come to him?
But he followed anyway.
The other party led him around seven times and entered a house in the fort. Zhao Meng looked up and found that all the team leaders from the fort were there.
However, all of them were Loufan officers, not a single Han officer!
This made him extremely vigilant!
Then, when a man walked out of the house, he secretly grabbed the handle of the knife.
Because that man was once the head of the Loufan tribe, Zuo Da, and was also Zhao Meng's past master.
The once-high-ranking big shots regard them as slaves like pigs and dogs.
But at this moment, this high-ranking man in the past gave Zhao Meng and others a friendly hand and said: "Ah, warriors, I haven't seen you for many years. Now you have become talented, so I, the master, are really very proud..."
Zhao Meng listened to his words quietly.
"Master?" Zhao Meng sneered in his heart.
He has only one master, and that is the great Emperor Han!
As for the person in front of me? He’s just a jackal!
Zhao Meng even wanted to kill him with a knife!
Are you worthy of being my master?
However, he more or less endured it, but his expression was already very unkind.
And there are many others like Zhao Meng.
These former shepherds and cavalry slaves of the Loufan tribe of the Xiongnu are now officers of the Loufan army of the Han army. They not only receive national salaries, but also have families, wives and children. They really have nothing to do with the so-called old masters.
Feel.
Unless you have some scruples, everyone might even leave immediately!
But the 'master' had no idea, or in other words, didn't look at the expressions of these former slaves.
To him, he is the master, who is born to control the fate of these humble slaves.
Do they dare to disobey their master when they ask them to do something?
The reason why he looks so nice is because he pinches his nose.
Therefore, he said very proudly: "Warriors, now, the Great Chanyu has led millions of troops to form an array on the grassland. The Great Chanyu sent an envoy to deliver a message: If the warriors in Loufan lead the crowd to do anything, let bygones be bygones.
Otherwise, as soon as the cavalry arrives, they will be slaughtered!"
When Zhao Meng heard this, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Kill them all?" Zhao Meng snorted coldly, stepped forward and asked, "Who dares?"
The noble held his big belly and stared sharply at his former slave, who was as humble as a pig and a dog, and said: "Slave, how did you talk to the master? Kneel down!"
"Slave...hehehehe..." Zhao Meng rushed over at lightning speed, pulled out his saber, stabbed it directly into the opponent's belly, stirred hard, gritted his teeth, and grabbed his neck,
Said: "I am Zhao Meng, the leader of the cavalry in the Han Tower, and I am not the slave of an ambitious thief like you! If you say master... except the Holy Emperor, no one is my master!"
Saying that, Zhao Meng pulled out the knife fiercely.
The other party was confused by this sudden attack.
On the grassland, no slave had ever dared to contradict his master, let alone draw a sword.
The severe pain in his abdomen made him miserable. He vomited blood and looked at the other party in disbelief: "How dare you draw a knife on me, a cheap slave? I am Zuo Danghu, and I am your master!"
"Master of the fart!" Zhao Meng swung his long knife and chopped off his head. Then, bathed in the rain of blood, he raised his head and faced the shocked military officers and those sneaky soldiers in the courtyard.
The Chou nobles said: "Long live the Emperor of Han! Gentlemen, follow me to kill the thieves!"
The officers in the building woke up one after another and immediately drew their swords and rushed towards the nobles.
"Slave? Hahaha..." A cavalry officer on the floor laughed ferociously and pounced on a nobleman who had to kneel down and bow down even if he walked in front of him in the past: "I am the leader of the Han army! I have returned all the medals given to me by the emperor.
here I am!"
Suddenly, the whole courtyard was filled with blood.
These nobles, who were pampered and accustomed to fine clothes and fine food, were no match for these officers who had practiced day and night and experienced many battles. In a short time, they were all chopped down to the ground.
Every head was lifted up and slipped away.
Then, Zhao Meng led the officers, carried the heads, walked out of the yard, and loudly said: "The Han army Zhao Meng (Zhao Jing) killed the Xiongnu carefully here!"
Suddenly, the entire Tunpu was boiling.
Everyone rushed over to see these heads, and then everyone exclaimed: "Isn't this the old xx? This is a noble person..."
When they learned that these people actually tried to come back, trick Lou Fanqi, and make everyone surrender to the Huns and become their slaves again, everyone gritted their teeth and cursed: "How dare the traitors come to harm us?"
Now, no one in the building wants to go back to the past life of slaves where they were treated like pigs and dogs, barked around, and often sacrificed.
They are now the Han Dynasty's knights, and they are Han people with dignity, honor and pride!
Not the slaves of your Xiongnu Chanyu, nor the pigs, dogs and tools of some nobleman! (~^~)
