The Huns had never paid much attention to small countries like Wusun, and this time the Wusun envoys came to present many treasures, and their intention to please was very obvious.
King Zuo Xian was used to being flattered, and even the Han Dynasty was afraid of him. He thought that the Wusun Kingdom came to express its goodwill this time, just to get some benefits in the later peace negotiations.
So he didn't take any precautions.
Everything has been going very well recently. His father's health is getting worse day by day. This is what he looks forward to most.
Soon he will become a Xiongnu Chanyu, and will be one of the most famous Chanyus in history.
Moreover, in the past half month, they have captured nearly 3,000 Han border residents.
When spring comes next year, he will let these slaves clear up wasteland and make cattle and horses for himself.
The Han people were terrible at fighting, riding and shooting, but they were very capable at serving people.
He believed that in the near future he would definitely take one hundred thousand cavalry to the Central Plains and plunder all the beauties there.
How could the weak emperor of the Han Dynasty dare to confront the Xiongnu cavalry head-on? All he could do was sue for peace cowardly!
Chao Gemengxunxun was very proud, especially when Miaoer danced in a Han Chinese gauze skirt, which made him feel elated.
"Your Majesty's favorite concubine is really beautiful and has such talent, I am really envious of you." Everyone who came to Wusun was envious, and even stared at her with eyes wide open.
He hugged Miao'er and returned to the tent, roughly tearing Miao'er's clothes off. This time she didn't hate and refuse like usual, but gently handed over a glass of water.
I don't remember anything about Gomon after that.
Miaoer pushed Gemeng hard and found that he was sleeping like a dead pig.
At this time, the night was already very deep. After the banquet, all the soldiers fell asleep, and only a few of them were still on night watch.
Miao'er pushed down the oil lamp and watched the fire start before she hurried out of the tent and shouted to put out the fire.
The Huns soldiers who were still awake rushed over to put out the fire, completely ignoring the Han prisoners they had plundered and the Wusun people who were pretending to be asleep.
These people sneaked into the Huns' tents like ghosts and killed them in their sleep.
When they finally extinguished the fire in Miao'er's tent, they found that more tents were on fire.
What made them even more frightened than this was that the shouts of killing were heard from all directions.
Before the Huns soldiers had time to think about what was going on, a group of people had already arrived.
The leading young general was wearing silver-white armor, his eyes were cold and sharp, and he was filled with murderous intent.
In a panic, the Huns soldiers resisted and fled at the same time, making it difficult for them to keep track of each other.
The night wind howled, and the smell of blood floated in the wind, causing the surrounding wolves to become restless.
This fierce battle lasted from midnight until dawn. When the biting north wind gathered its claws in the morning light, this grassy desert also became silent.
The corpses of the Huns were piled up into a mountain, and there were still some living prisoners.
King Zuo Xian was woken up by someone pouring cold water on him. He was tied up with five flowers, his eyes widened, and he said nothing.
He thought he was dreaming, or he hoped he was dreaming.
Lu Kaishan, a man disguised as a woman, led a thin Han man over, and the soldiers behind him escorted the other two.
"The second young master of the Liu family has very fast legs. He arrived several days earlier than us," Lu Kaishan sneered, "wash your neck and wait until you return to Beijing to receive the reward!"
Liu Fengming never expected such an outcome. He asked again: "Didn't the Holy One advocate peace talks? Why did you use force without permission?"
"Isn't that what you told the Huns?" Lu Kaishan looked at him like a clown, "Shouldn't you have known this a long time ago? Why didn't you tell the Huns to take precautions?"
He wanted to ask again, but no one paid any attention to him. Instead, he and the other two people were placed under strict guard.
Not only to prevent them from escaping, but also from committing suicide.
"Your Highness, there are still thousands of Huns who fled north, presumably back to the Huns' royal court." Yu Guming wiped off the blood on his sword and stepped forward to ask for instructions from the fifth prince, "I plan to fight with Yi Zhi.
Go back and catch up, the soldiers are valuable and quick, so there should be no delay."
The fifth prince looked at Yu Guming, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Then let the sergeants tidy up a little, and have breakfast before chasing after him.
I only have 5,000 people left here, and you can take the rest with you. But remember not to be too eager to fight. Just grab some baggage and ask for credit from the court. When the court sends out a large army, we can then fight the Xiongnu decisively.
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Yu Guming nodded: "Let's intercept and kill the fleeing Huns soldiers on the way to prevent them from going back to report the news first."
"Gu Ming, you are a rare general. It's a pity that you haven't had the opportunity to show your talents before." The fifth prince said with a smile, "Have you noticed it yourself? You haven't stuttered since you started killing.
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"I don't know why this is the case," Yu Guming smiled sheepishly, "Maybe after returning to Beijing, he will become the same again."
It turns out that the Han people who were captured by King Zuo Xian before were deliberately arranged by the fifth prince and others for the purpose of being used as internal agents.
This time, there were three armies fighting against the Huns.
They were the Han army led by the fifth prince, the border garrison soldiers recruited by Shen Jingzhi, and the combined armies of various countries in the Western Regions.
Yi Zhigui mingled among the Wusun envoys, but no one recognized him.
While the soldiers were making rice, Yu Guming reminded Yi Zhigui: "We will set off soon. You should go see Miss Miao'er now and tell her clearly. Don't let her hang her head all the time."
The heart is worried about gains and losses."
Hearing this, Yi Zhigui touched the back of his head and said, "I was afraid that she would be embarrassed to see me, and I wanted to wait until everything was settled before telling her properly, so I only asked His Highness the Fifth Prince to take good care of her."
"Then how do you plan to arrange her?" Yu Guming asked.
"I want to marry her," Yi Zhigui said, "this will never change."
"If you want to marry her, do you pity her or do you like her?" Yu Guming asked again, "Lao Lu told me that she obviously has you in her heart."
"What else can I do if I don't marry her?" Yi Zhi returned, "Not to mention that the two of us have a marriage contract, but just because she has made a meritorious service this time, I can't treat her badly."
"Then you'd better talk to Miss Miao'er! Ask her what she really thinks." Yu Guming said, "But I think if you want to marry her just for these two reasons, Miss Miao'er may not be willing.
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Yi Zhigui left doubtfully, and came back disgraced after a long time.
"You are right. She said there is no need for me to pity her, and there is no need for me to repay her." Yi Zhigui was a little annoyed, "Sometimes I really don't understand what a woman is thinking in her heart."
Yu Guming glanced at him and said helplessly: "I know your mind is not on this right now, but I hope you won't let her down. If you can't give her your sincerity, just give her freedom."
After breakfast, the soldiers got ready and mounted their horses.
Yu Guming and Yi Zhigui led the people to chase north, with the sound of horse hoofbeats, billowing smoke, and the morning light shining brightly on the armor.