At noon, Qiangqu Shanyu woke up from his sleep and saw the heavy white mist outside the tent. The sun had not yet broken through the sky, and he could only vaguely see the outline of the sun. He turned over from the couch and sat up, shaking his body, holding his forehead with one hand.
I can feel the wrinkles all over my forehead.
This made him feel doubly sad. The Huns were originally a pack of wolves running on the grassland. As the wolf king, he should still have the cruelest minions, the sharpest eyes, and the most unruly soul. In this way, he is the proud son of heaven.
, the Xiongnu Chanyu was established by heaven.
But time has changed, and things are different in the world. The Xiongnu royal court no longer wanders in the endless grasslands, but is stationed in these vast mountains. Many Huns no longer hunt like their ancestors, let alone remember the Xiongnu River and Zhuoye Mountain, where
It is already a pasture for the Xianbei people to herd horses, and the rivers there can no longer see the faces of the Huns. And he is getting old. I wonder if anyone will be able to sing him an ancestor song in his mother tongue when he returns to the embrace of his heavenly father.
’s funeral song.
Putting on a sun-patterned white deer cloak, Qiangqu Shanyu walked out of the house. The cold spring suddenly woke him up from his sadness. He couldn't help but burst out laughing, silently recalling the years when he was still King Youxian. He was not the Shanyu's heir.
I am lucky enough to be able to sit in this position for several years, and I have no complaints.
Today is the day for the oath of war. According to the custom, Shanyu will meet with all the alliance tribes. Before the army sets off, he will first rush the tribes and ask them to recommend warriors, compete in riding and shooting skills, and then order the winning warriors to march out.
, the Chanyu gave his golden sword to the warrior, and then promoted the warrior to be the vanguard of the army.
Although it was a common practice, Shanyu only attended for a short time in the early morning. Then he felt a little uncomfortable. After apologizing to the kings, he went back to his room to rest. It was noon after a rest. Shanyu was not anxious. As Shanyu,
This is his privilege, and the conference is very long, and it is estimated that it will not end until the evening. After another night's rest tonight, the 100,000-strong army will begin their journey tomorrow.
Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, he saw a woman in military uniform running towards him from a distance. As he got closer, he realized that it was his young daughter, Pu Zhenmeilu. Pu Zhenmeilu had a graceful figure, a beautiful face, and was dressed in a uniform.
Wearing a deerskin coat with narrow sleeves, a crimson red bow hanging on the back, and a plain white velvet hat on the top of her head, she looks heroic and valiant. When Chanyu sees her look sad, she looks even more charming.
When the Shanyu asked his daughter why, Pu Zhenmeilu hesitated angrily, and then told his father. It turned out that the Xiongnu's pearl was also thinking about the competition, and wanted to compete with the warriors in archery, but after various requests, the coach Xiutu
Wang did not pretend to say anything, but Pu Zhenmei admitted and made a fuss, and they parted unhappy.
After laughing for a moment, Shanyu comforted his beloved daughter and said: "Second place, why don't you go to your elder brother? Can King Zuo Xian bear to see his sister being bullied?"
Speaking of this, Pu Zhenmeilu became even more angry. She said angrily: "As soon as my father went to rest, King Zuo Xian also went to the horse market to caress his BMW, and he hasn't come back yet!"
Shanyu's face was gloomy. He left the table temporarily with the intention of letting his eldest son take charge of the overall situation and establish prestige among the tribes, but unexpectedly it turned out to be so unbearable. He comforted his beloved daughter a few more words and asked her to go to the horse market to call Fuluo.
He took his guards with him and rode back to the military platform.
Today, the military dignitaries gathered together, and all the Xiongnu tribes in Bingzhou gathered here. They are:
Guhu, the king of Guli on the left, Outuoquan, the king of Guli on the right, Zhadu, the king of the sun on the left, Anhe, the king of the sun on the right, Yuledu, the king of Huyan, Yeryi, the king of Yibu, Polishi, the king of Zhelan, and Qiulin, the king.
Of course, there was someone else on the main seat, Zhang Yi, the governor of Bingzhou in the Han Dynasty. But he was sitting alone, and beside him stood other officials who were in charge of Wen Hong, Wang Kai who was in charge of governance, Qin Yilu who was in charge of military affairs, Wei Yue who was in charge of military affairs, etc.
Seven people, several of them commented on the Xiongnu characters to each other. They were clearly different from the Xiongnu dignitaries and were incompatible with each other. When the Shanyu returned to his seat, Zhang Yi saluted the Shanyu and said with a smile: "Looking at the appearance of the Shanyu today, he can be said to be a solution to the severe drought for me, a big man."
It’s sweet rain.”
Qiangqu Chanyu sat back on his seat, smiled at Zhang Yi and asked: "Now that all the Xiongnu figures are here, how do I compare with the figures from the Central Plains?"
Zhang Yi looked at the forest-like flags in the distance and saw the Huns galloping like the wind in a horse racing carnival. He sincerely admired: "Your tribe has been growing up for decades, and now the heroes of Saichuan are full of splendor. It can be said that the military quality has returned."
Then he changed his tone and said: "It's just that China has many heroes, and there are many heroes. They are not only martial arts, but also literary talents, and they have studied morality and politics. Shanyu asked me how I compare to the people in the Central Plains? Zhang could only answer: They are not the same.
."
Having said this, Zhang Yi immediately smiled and said nothing, but Qiangqu Shanyu was not angry at all, but smiled and said:
"The governor's words are to the point, and they are what I often worry about. Fortunately, I have two children, one named Liu Xuan and the other named Liu Bao. They are currently studying in Guandong and are quite proficient in poetry and calligraphy. If he were here,
I think I will be able to have a pleasant conversation with the governor."
It turns out that the Shanyu lineage is not prosperous now. Apart from the eldest son Yu Fuluo and the youngest daughter Pu Zhenmeilu, there are two other sons.
The second son, Hu Chuquan, became the Righteous King and was stationed in the Dingxiang area of Yanmen to guard against Xianbei invaders.
Huchuquan was more prudent than Fuluo and won the hearts of the people. The Xiongnu did not have the custom of establishing a eldest son. Logically speaking, Huchuquan should have been the Xianwang of Zuo. However, Yufuluo gave birth to a good son. In terms of wisdom,
His bravery was unparalleled among his peers, so Shanyu had high hopes for him and sent him to Hanoi for a study tour. As a result, Yu Fuluo's status rose.
The third son, Liu Xuan, was the sage Gudu Marquis, but it was only a false title. He was only a few years older than Liu Bao. Instead of his general interest in "Poems" and "Books", he also traveled to the Kanto states and worshiped the great Confucian Sun Yan as his teacher. He was quite literary.
Name.
After hearing the news about Liu Bao, the kings here all came forward to ask Shan Yu about his current situation. Shan Yu was pleased and took out the letter from his descendants from his sleeves and passed it to everyone to watch. When Zhang Yi got it in his hand, he couldn't help but be surprised.
The handwriting on it was like a beautiful bamboo with clear lines, as if written by everyone. He was amazed again and again, and smiled to Shan Yu: "It beats me by three points."
While they were laughing and chatting, a tsunami-like cheer suddenly came from the military formation. The kings looked from a distance and saw a wolf flag passing through the ranks. It was the flag of King Xiutu Huliba. Shanyu was busy shouting
Come to the Imperial Guard to inquire about the situation. The Imperial Guard will consult and report back.
It turned out that when the competition between horsemen and archers was at its peak, two warriors were competing a hundred paces away. They fired three bows in a row and hit the bull's-eye. It was difficult to compete for a while. King Xiutu, as the commander,
Watching the shooting, I felt itchy and unbearable, so I actually participated in the shooting myself.
Looking from afar from the two-foot-high platform, King Xiutu's figure walked through the crowd. In the vast sea of people, his purple robe was as weak and dazzling as flames. Chanyu could only vaguely see King Xiutu sitting on his horse, with his bow stretched and loosened.
Repeated three times, each time the string was loosened, the soldiers cheered. When the string was loosened for the last time, the scene was silent for a moment. Then the soldiers, as if awakening from a dream, shouted "Long live" in unison, and the cheers soared into the sky.
, the expressions of all the kings on the stage changed accordingly.
The guard came again to report that King Xiutu's first arrow hit the bull's-eye, his second arrow hit the bull's-eye along the shaft of the first arrow, and the third arrow hit the bull's-eye again and was nailed to the target two feet behind.
Ten steps on the dead tree is really a miraculous skill. After the report was completed, the guard's expression was agitated and he couldn't control himself for a long time.
Zhang Yi was also shocked. He turned sideways and asked Wen Hongdao in a low voice: "Is there anyone in our army who is so good at shooting?"
Wen Hong replied in a low voice: "There are many such people, but Jiuyuan Lu Fengxian's shooting skills are far superior."
Zhang Yi's complexion improved and he turned to look at the audience again.
I saw King Xiutu riding his horse back to the military platform, taking off his purple robe, revealing his burly figure. King Xiutu Huliba picked up a wet towel, wiped his sweat while walking up, saluted the Shanyu and the kings present and said with a smile: "Little king, for a moment
I'm so embarrassed, I have to show my shame in front of you."
"Huliba has such a wonderful shot. Unless it is a gift from heaven, how can he show his embarrassment?" Chanyu said with a smile, he gently touched the golden sword on his waist, and then asked: "It's just that Huliba, as an army
Commander-in-Chief, you must not take personal risks and be the vanguard of an army. As King Xiutu, you should sit in the middle of the army and give the golden sword to the two warriors."
King Xiutu threw down his turban, held the sword at his waist, knelt down on one knee, and nodded with military salute to face the Qiangqu Chanyu, and then sighed: "How dare Huliba disobey the Chanyu's order? There's just one person below me.
This is an unkind request, but I hope Shanyu will agree to my order."
Shan Yu said with a smile: "What's so difficult about this? It's okay if you just say it."
Huliba, the king of Xiutu, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bright, and he said loudly: "Please take back the Shanyu's orders, disperse all the armies, and restore peace to my people."
King Xiutu's tone was calm, but his voice was loud. All the princes around him heard it, and the expressions of Zhang Yi and others changed drastically.
There was a thunder on the ground, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea. The whole place was silent for a while, no one dared to speak.
After a long time, Qiangqu Chanyu glanced at the kings around him and asked calmly: "Except King Xiutu, who among the kings agrees with this matter?"
After a moment of silence, King Kunkuo of Julong took the lead and said to Qiangqu Chanyu: "Qiangqu, now the emperor of the Han Dynasty has changed his order at night and asked us to send troops to Liangzhou first and then to Youzhou. Where is the leader? We Huns
Although we have been favored by the emperor, we cannot ignore the power of the people! Didn't we die enough when we sent troops for the Han four years ago and left thousands of corpses in Xianbei?"
King Julong is now seventy and three years old, and no one has the same gray hair, wrinkles like dead wood, and deep eyes like gems. Qiangqu Shanyu originally wanted to suppress the arrogance of the kings, but he got through this moment, but unexpectedly
He was the one who took the lead, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Really? It's because of your support that they rushed to do this!"
Guhu, the king of Zuoguli, Zhadu, the king of Zuori, Ye Eryi, the king of Yibu, Polishi, the king of Zhelan, Gutusheng, the king of Qiulin, and Cheyou, the lord of Xubugudu, all echoed in unison.
: "We are not greedy for life and afraid of death, we are just trying to make a living for the Huns, and we hope that the Chanyu will stop his troops."
The Chanyu of Qiangqu looked aside again: King Ou Tuoquan of Guli on the right, Anhe the king of Rizhu on the right, King Huyan of Yuledu, Hou Chi of Heliangudu, and Dajiequ Zhiyasi. The five of them were silent, and he
Asked: "What is your attitude?"
If you are still silent, your attitude is clear.
The Chanyu took out his golden sword, pointed it at King Xiutu and said with a sad smile: "Huliba, if you really think about your people, why didn't you argue with your reason at the beginning? Now that you are forcing me to send off the soldiers, I am afraid that even the Chanyu's position will be lost.
It’s yours!”
King Xiutu shook his head and said: "The little king's moral character is shallow, so how dare he get involved in Shan Yu's position? Xubu Guduhou has been stationed in Shangjun for many years, but he has been in Xianbei for many years. He has worked hard and made great achievements, and he is highly respected. Huliba is willing to recommend Xubu Guduhou as the leader.
The Chanyu can assist the government together with King Julong and other old kings."
Shanyu suddenly realized, looked at the kings beside him and sighed: "No wonder you are willing to collude with Huliba Kang, that's how it is." Then he shook his head and sighed, closing his eyes and saying nothing.
Seeing that the situation of the Xiongnu had reversed so quickly, the Dian army engaged in Wei and Yue could not hold back. They drew their swords and stood up, asking the kings present: "You have repeatedly repeated this in public, do you think that I, a big Han, have no one, and are not afraid of the big Han's heavenly army?"
King Xiutu glanced at him and remained silent, but King Julong replied: "The Chanyu was appointed by the Emperor of Han, so he regarded the Han Dynasty as a god and an army. But now that the Han Dynasty is in constant trouble, how can we take care of Bingzhou? I
I have lived in Bingzhou for more than a hundred years and lost many lives fighting for the Han people, but now you, your lords, regard us as slaves? Even if the heavenly army of the Han Dynasty comes, we and the hundreds of thousands of troops working together may not be able to fight the Han people to the death!" p>
King Julong is nearly seventy years old, even older than Chanyu. He has gray hair, his face has wrinkles accumulated by being blown by the wind day and night on the Loess Plateau, and his eyes can no longer open wide. All the Xiongnu tribes respect him very much.
, calling him "Old Wang". Hearing his remarks, the Huns around him shouted in unison: "A fight to the death!"
"A battle between life and death!"
"A battle of life and death!"
The cry shook the heaven and the earth. Wei Yue listened to the roar spreading like waves, and he couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart, and his courage was emptied.
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King Xiutu Huliba finally stepped forward and said to Zhang Yi: "Master Governor, can you hear the voice of my people?"
Zhang Yi only asked: "What do you want?"
Huliba grinned and said with a smile: "I will lend you your head to sacrifice the flag."
Zhang Yi looked back and saw the frightened attendants, then he nodded to Huliba and said with a smile: "Yes, but please only kill me."
Huliba agreed enthusiastically, drew out his knife and put it on Zhang Yi's neck, asking, "Does the governor have any last words?"
Zhang Yi stood up, turned his back to Huliba, and said with great breath: "If your Majesty will not give up, after I die, I will put my head here. Even though my body is dead, my spirit will never die. I wish I could see the Han flag again."
The top of Meiji City."
After saying that, King Xiutu swung his sword in an instant. After a flash of cold light, Zhang Yi's head rolled on the stage, and the flesh and blood on his neck was stained with gray and yellow dust. Wei Yue, Qin Yilu and others could still see the governor's eyes flashing with unblinking eyes.
The unwilling divine light.
The Chanyu of Qiangqu saw Zhang Yi's death on the spot, and he had no luck in his heart. The war was unavoidable. And he was not inherited according to the usual rules, but was the Chanyu identified by the Han Dynasty. The kings could not keep him alive, so he did not argue.
It was the dignity of a Shanyu. He closed his eyes and asked: "I wonder what you will do to me?"
King Julong stared at him, his wrinkled face showing no friendly expression. He said slowly: "Qiangqu, you are a chanyu after all, and I hope you will be a chanyu until your death."
"That's how it should be," Qiangqu Chanyu murmured. He sat back as the chairman and cut his own throat with a golden knife. The dark red blood was mixed together and flowed gurgling from the high platform to the rocks.
On that day, King Xiutu sacrificed the heads of Bingzhou governor Zhang Yi and Qiangqu Shanyu to the flag, and wrote to the court three major crimes: torturing the Xiongnu people, deposing the Xiongnu king, and taking the food of the Xiongnu. He immediately ordered the entire army, but refused to respond to the imperial court.
The order to recruit troops to quell the invaders was received with thunderous cheers by one hundred thousand soldiers. The next day, with Marquis Xubu Gudu as the chanyu and King Xiutu as the commander, they sent out troops to capture Quanhe.
Wen Hong and Wei Yue rushed to Quyu with their guards overnight. When they saw Chen Chong, they said anxiously: "Your Majesty, the matter is urgent!"