Moton's ambition was extinguished by a heavy snowfall.
The plan to return was shelved, which made Mo Dun calm down.
However, Qin Feng enjoyed it. He felt that more time was needed for Mao Dun to eat more mushroom powder.
Otherwise, what if he turns against Tou Man after he kills him?
The best thing is to explode on the spot when he is extremely excited to become the Great Chanyu of the Huns.
This is the best result.
For the Huns, winter is really not a good season.
At this time, everyone will hide in tents to avoid the severe cold on the grassland.
Livestock, in particular, have to rely on the fatness of autumn to carry them through.
If you are unfortunate enough to encounter freezing rain, you may suffer heavy casualties.
Not just livestock, but even people may not be able to survive it.
It snowed heavily and it was all white.
Qin Feng's tent is very special. In addition to a thick layer of fur on the outside, the ground is also hollowed out.
In this way, you can light a fire to keep warm, which is euphemistically called an earth dragon.
So when everyone else was freezing, Qin Feng's tent was as warm as spring.
At this time, he got into the thick fur and lay on the soft floor.
Next to it is a small heater, with a pot of tea on it, which is constantly steaming.
Next to the teapot is an iron pot that is constantly rolling. The iron pot exudes the rich flavor of the mushroom soup base.
Put the fresh and tender mutton slices in and roll them a few times until they are cooked through.
Then wrap it in chive sauce and take a bite. It is simply delicious.
The only thing that comforted Qin Feng on the grassland was the endless supply of high-quality mutton skewers.
This is treatment that is unmatched in Da Qin.
Chen Ping sat opposite him, drank tea slowly, and said lightly:
"Boss Qin, do you mean that after returning to the Xiongnu court, Mao Dun took only a thousand of his subordinates to meet Touman Chanyu?"
Qin Feng replied lazily:
"Yes, otherwise, according to Touman Chanyu's temperament, he would never let Modu get close to him.
At that time, maybe because we are too afraid, we may directly mobilize 300,000 Xiongnu troops to encircle and suppress Maodun."
Chen Ping frowned, put down the teacup in his hand, and asked:
"Wouldn't this be better? There was a civil war between the Huns and there was chaos.
General Meng Tian can take the opportunity to go north and catch them off guard."
Qin Feng happily ate up the mutton slices in the pot, poured another bowl into it eagerly, and explained patiently:
"In that case, it will only severely inflict heavy damage on the Xiongnu, but will not eliminate the threat of the grassland once and for all.
Besides, you don’t think that the 100,000 cavalrymen in Mao Dun’s hands are really Tou Man’s opponent, do you?”
Chen Ping nodded. He naturally knew how much moisture there was.
But they are just people who surrendered from Donghu. If anything changes, they will definitely flee as soon as possible.
He might even turn around and stab him with a knife.
Qin Feng stretched and felt a little sleepy after eating. He murmured:
"So, we have to help Maodun and kill Touman Shanyu.
At this time, the Huns lost their deer, and the grasslands drove them away.
The continuous war on the grassland is our best opportunity!"
Chen Ping nodded slightly, this is indeed the best situation, but the premise of killing Touman is a bit difficult.
Mr. Yan must not be allowed to know about the mushroom powder.
Otherwise, if you are so unscrupulous, you will definitely be suspected.
After all, trust is already fragile and difficult to maintain.
What if Mr. Yan thinks that he will also be poisoned with mushroom powder?
Therefore, it is unrealistic to poison Touman.
Qin Feng saw Chen Ping's doubts, so he smiled and said:
"It doesn't matter, as I said before, a thousand people are enough, and there are still a thousand people with Touman's cronies."
With that said, Qin Feng shouted loudly:
"What a stupid black bull! Get in here!"
...
Unfortunately, after a long time, no one answered.
Qin Feng was a little embarrassed for a moment, and he said tentatively:
“Have you eaten mutton hot pot?”
With a "hoo" sound, the big tent was knocked open.
The cold wind mixed with snowflakes made Qin Feng couldn't help but shiver.
He cursed on the spot:
"You are riding a horse! You can't hear anything except eating, right?"
Unexpectedly, Hei Niu looked serious and said in a loud voice:
"Boss, have you seen ice fish?"
Qin Feng was stunned:
"What ice fish?"
Black Bull said proudly:
"Boss, you are so ignorant. A song was published in "Da Qin Daily" and the cold icy rain hit your face randomly!"
“It’s really a tadpole with a frog tattooed on its body, why are you showing off your pussy?
Do you want to eat meat? If not, get out and get wet in the freezing rain!"
Hei Niu sat down on the couch in aggrieved manner, his huge butt almost pushing Chen Ping out.
He was not polite at all, and after a while of snoring, he finished the ten plates of mutton slices.
He licked his chopsticks with unsatisfied taste, then burped and reluctantly ate one-third of his food.
Qin Feng sat up and muttered:
"Where did Modu go?"
Black Bull said "Oh":
"That big fool? It's snowing so heavily, and he's still leading people to practice.
Just select a thousand guards and follow him to shoot arrows every day."
Chen Ping said in surprise:
"Follow him and shoot arrows?"
Black Bull scratched his head and said with a loud sound:
"Yes, he asked everyone to cover their eyes, and then listened to the sound of his shooting arrows and followed him to shoot.
If you ejaculate incorrectly, you will be whipped. After more than a month, I have been able to ejaculate accurately!"
Qin Feng looked at Chen Ping with a smile, saying nothing.
Chen Ping suddenly took a breath of cold air.
If he returns in triumph, Touman Chanyu personally receives Maodun.
If a loud arrow is shot in the direction of Touman, these people will probably follow it subconsciously!
What about that terrifying conditioned reflex, even if it’s the cronies planted by Touman?
I'm afraid Touman will not be able to escape death by then!
Qin Feng saw that Chen Ping had understood, so he yawned, wrapped himself in a quilt, and prepared to continue sleeping.
Whether it's snowing or raining, it's perfect for sleeping.
Especially without the strong encouragement of the First Emperor, Qin Feng was even more unscrupulous.
I ate and slept all day, and slept and ate, so uncomfortable.
But Black Bull has no intention of leaving.
He sat next to Ruantan, frowning, as if he was thinking about something very important.
And it was obviously difficult for him to think clearly in his big, empty head.
After a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask:
"Boss, do you think that after I make great achievements and return home this time, should I buy a house in Xianyang first? Or should I buy a luxury carriage first?"
Qin Feng frowned slightly, thought for a long time, and persuaded:
"The carriage is a consumable, and the house is just a temporary harbor.
The grave is the final destination, so listen to my brother and buy the grave first."
