"The loss of my Helan Mountain has deprived my animals of their ability to thrive..."
Accompanied by the melancholy singing, a huge team was marching in the desert a thousand miles northwest of Helan Mountain.
They are the Huns, the remnants of the Huns who were defeated in the Hetao battle just over a month ago.
After being attacked by Li Xin when crossing the river, Touman Shanyu took the remnants of only 30,000 people and began to flee westward. The road to the north of Yinshan Mountain had been cut off by the Qin army. If they wanted to survive, they had to
Take another road across the quicksand and go to Yanze to spend the winter. The next spring will be warm and the snow will melt. Then we will cross the "Great Gobi" in the north and arrive in Mobei.
It was September, but the daytime temperature in the desert was still very high. The Huns could only hide in tents to avoid the scorching sun. At night, the temperature was so cold that people shivered, and no amount of fur could block the strong wind.
The short time in the early morning and evening is suitable for riding, as they walk very slowly.
The Huns were familiar with this path and were able to find water sources, but half a month after leaving the Hetao, hunger swept over them. The weak horses fell first, followed by the injured warriors.
"They are lucky to at least die with their horses."
The cremation methods of the Xiongnu and Qiang people are different. They practice burial as in the Central Plains. When the dead are buried among the sand dunes, the Huns mourn like this.
They believe that the Huns have some mysterious connection with their horses. When a person dies, the horse will carry the deceased into the kingdom of the dead where green grass is always colorful and flowers are in bloom.
As the group migrated deeper, more people died. For example, Ju Wu, a Yan man next to Shan Yu, fell off his horse due to exhaustion and was unable to get up. He died half an hour later. Mosquitoes and flies surrounded the body, and the Huns thought he was infected.
When he got sick, he was afraid that he would bring bad luck to others, so he burned him on fire.
The corpse was half burnt and then extinguished. The vultures came down and pecked greedily, and then the jackals came and tore his bones and scattered them everywhere.
Even before his death, Ju Wu could not return to the land of Yan, and he could not make his Shen Baoxu. Instead, he was fed by a group of animals in the desert, and finally turned into dry and hard feces.
At this time, the Huns also ran out of food. These horse-loving Huns had no choice but to start killing horses for food. When they heard that Touman Shanyu's men had eaten other people's horses, they refused to kill them.
When riding his own horse, he could not help but complain secretly.
At nightfall, sad songs, accompanied by Hujia, resounded through the Huns' camp again.
"The loss of my land in Henan has left my tribe without a safe place to live."
"Losing me in Beiheyuan has turned my forest into ruins..."
The Xiongnu lost their best pasture and could only survive in the desolate Mobei.
Some people believe that all this is due to Touman Shanyu's old age and his insistence on going his own way, which is why the Xiongnu suffered such huge losses.
Dissatisfaction was squeezing and simmering, but it was only because of the three thousand loyal knights of Shan Yu's headquarters that he did not dare to break out in the war. Shan Yu always kept the elite around him and let other tribes go up and consume them.
Fortunately, they stumbled and finally arrived in Juyanze...
Large tracts of Populus euphratica forests full of yellow leaves appeared, and the land became moist. Weak water flowed across the desert, and together with other streams from various snow-capped mountains, converged into a vast and boundless lake. Its size was the size of the Yuezhi Pig Wild in Hexi.
Ten times as much as Ze!
The color of the lake is bright green, and there are a lot of fish in the water, the size of which can weigh more than 100 pounds. There are also many birds, such as gray swallows, swans, and wild ducks. These elves who migrate here for the winter are in thousands of groups, flying and playing in the water. It is called
Wonderful sight. Reeds grow densely on the shore of the lake. They are as thick as a penholder and as tall as ten feet. They can lift a person on horseback...
The hungry Huns knelt down and worshiped God for blessings. They finally found the hope of life.
This is Juyanze, a generous gift given by the glaciers of the Qilian Mountains to the Gobi creatures. "Qilian" means "Heaven" in the Xiongnu language, so Juyanze is also called Tianchi by them and is used as a holy place to worship and worship.
Touman Shanyu left a commander of ten thousand cavalry to garrison here.
Soon, the commander of ten thousand cavalry named "Lan Yanzhi" sent people to the lake to pick up Touman. He saw only 30,000 people and only more than 2,000 left. They were all exhausted and most of them had lost their horses.
Lan Yanzhi was the chief of the Lan family, one of the three most noble clans of the Xiongnu. Seeing this, he looked strange, but he immediately took Touman Shanyu to the camp to rest, and asked people to immediately bring cheese and meat.
"Is there any unusual movement in the Yuezhi?"
Touman stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and asked the most critical question.
A thousand miles south of the Juyan Sea is the Zhaowu City of the Yuezhi. The Yuezhi people used to come downstream along the weak river to compete with the Xiongnu for Juyanze. This time the Xiongnu were severely damaged by the Qin Dynasty, and Touman
The most worrying thing is that the Yuezhi generals occupy Ju Yanze. In that case, the Xiongnu will lose their last foothold in Monan.
Not to mention, his son Maodun was in the Yueshi family. This defeat greatly damaged Touman's reputation. If the Lan family had not been loyal to them, they would have to spend the winter in Juyanze, otherwise they would have been completely rebellious.
Therefore, while he moved all the Xiongnu tribes to Mobei, he also left 10,000 horsemen in Yanze to support him in case of any eventuality.
"A small group of scouts came to spy, but I repelled them."
Lan Yanzhi smiled and looked outside the camp. Because the tribe could rebel at any time, Touman was very vigilant. His followers were guarding the door and outside, holding a sword and checking everyone who came here.
A waiter wearing a thick felt hat held a case of roasted whole lamb in his hands and slowly entered. However, he was stopped by Shan Yu's cronies, who took off his felt hat and searched him before letting him in.
Hearing that Yuezhi made no big move, Touman breathed a sigh of relief. He discussed with Lan Yanzhi where the various ministries would spend the winter, and then yawned. After a month of bumping in the desert, he was exhausted and had enough food and wine.
After I was full, I felt sleepy.
Lan Yanzhi withdrew, and the guards inside the tent also arrived outside the tent, wolfing down the food.
Soon, Touman Chanyu's snoring could be heard in the tent...
His sleep was sweet, until there was a cold sharp knife pressed against his throat, and Touman Chanyu suddenly opened his eyes, but his mouth was covered.
The person in front of me appeared out of nowhere. His face was like an eagle and owl, and his slender eyebrows were very much like Touman. The only difference from the past was that his once smooth chin was covered by a thick beard like a mirror...
Touman took a breath of cold air.
"Modun, it's you!"
…
Touman's heart almost stopped. He was not happy at all when his eldest son suddenly appeared. He subconsciously wanted to touch the knife next to him, but found that it was in Mao Dun's hand, and it was close to him.
A few points in the throat.
Modun said nothing, but gave Touman a meaningful smile.
"How did you get in?"
Mao Dun still didn't speak, only looked to the side. Tou Man followed his son's gaze and found that at the edge of the big tent, next to the wooden frame where bows and weapons were placed, the tiger skin was lifted, and a wooden door opened from the ground. It was a ground.
A pit can allow people to hide in it.
Everything became clear, the slightly strange atmosphere among the Huns in Juyanze, the twinkling eyes of Lan Yanzhi, the Lan family who was originally thought to be the most loyal, was the first to betray him!
Ten years ago, Touman Chanyu would have been able to fight back even with a sharp knife in his throat. However, he was old and could hold on in front of his tribe, but in fact he was in poor health. The changes that had occurred in the past few months made it even more difficult.
He had become much weaker, his hair was grayer, and his eyes were full of fatigue.
Facing his strong son, all his struggles were in vain.
All this was also seen in Mao Dun's eyes. At this moment, there seemed to be some sadness in his eyes.
Now that things have happened, Touman has calmed down.
He smiled dryly and said: "After this defeat, I also understand that the Huns need an older and brave heir. When we return to Mobei next year, I will make you the crown prince..."
The last trace of hesitation in Mao Dun's eyes disappeared, and he shook his head.
"The loss of my Helan Mountain has caused my animals to have no rest. Didn't my father hear the songs sung by my tribe?"
Mao Dun spoke, and his voice was no longer thick and bold as before. It was deep with a hint of hoarseness, making it impossible to know what he had experienced in the past year or so.
"What do you want? Moton, my son?"
Touman was almost begging.
"What to do? Take back everything that should belong to me!"
Mao Dun grabbed Tou Man's arm that was trying to resist, with a fierce look in his eyes, like a wolf about to bite the old wolf king's throat.
"Father, you are no longer worthy of being a great Chanyu. You will only lead the Xiongnu to destruction."
"You no longer need to worry about whether your tribe will betray you, and you no longer need to bear the heavy pressure of the eagle crown. I, Maodun of the Twins, will take care of everything on your behalf!"
The next moment, the sharp blade slashed his throat without hesitation.
Mao Dun let go of his hand and Touman Shanyu rolled down. He desperately tried to stop the blood splattering outwards, but to no avail.
The struggle and noise inside the tent were loud enough, but the Shanyu guards outside did not come in to take a look, because outside the tent, there was also a cry of killing, and a piece of blood was splashed on the tent!
Mo Dun watched coldly as the man who brought him life, abandoned and betrayed him died, with a twitch in the corner of his mouth.
But then, as if he was relieved, he picked up the horn cup that Touman had not finished drinking, and drank up the kumiss in one gulp.
For more than a year, he experienced unimaginable suffering. He was exiled by his father, fled to the enemy's flag to seek refuge, offered his BMW and his favorite Yan family, borrowed a thousand Yuezhi people, and stationed in
Zhu Yeze is always spying on the current situation of the Xiongnu.
When Qin launched a massive attack on the Huns, Mao Dun knew that his opportunity had come, but Qin soon achieved a one-sided victory, which made him understand that he could not suddenly appear and become the person to save the Huns.
The Xiongnu were experiencing an unprecedented cold winter, and he could only find ways to lead them to avoid destruction.
But first, he must obtain the position of Great Chanyu.
Fortunately, the strong Xiongnu survive, and the weak are despised. A Chanyu who lost the battle and abandoned his pasture will not be loved by others.
Just when the Yuezhi King decided to seek peace with Qin, the keen Mao Dun knew that he had to leave. He brought a thousand Yuezhi cavalry and tribesmen to Juyanze, risking being killed, and went to Juyanze alone.
Walked up to Lan Yanzhi...
He persuaded the frightened Lan family to plan the murder of his father.
There could have been several people hiding in the pit, but Touman entered in person without any subordinates. He believed that he was the only one qualified to take action against Chanyu.
Thinking of this, Maodun lowered his body and picked up the Shanyu eagle crown that was rolling and rolling on the ground, stained with blood!
He put the eagle crown on his head and walked out of the tent without looking at Touman's body. The massacre was going on outside...
The station turned into a battlefield, no, a slaughterhouse! The Shan Yu's personal guards outside the tent had been killed by Mo Dun's men. Those tribes loyal to Tou Man stationed themselves with flames reaching into the air, with swords and swords everywhere, and Mo Dun was killed.
Lan Yanzhi, who had persuaded him to join him, was leading people to surround them.
"That's right."
Mao Dun said to himself: "For a barbarian who often calls himself a pack of wolves, the position of Shan Yu naturally depends on whose claws and teeth are sharp!"
The wolf kills the old wolf, sucks its blood, and eats its meat to become ruthless and strong. This is how the Huns survive!
After the massacre was over, Maodun had someone blow the trumpet.
This is a horn made of the largest bison horn on the grassland. They will only sound when there are important events, such as the Dragon City Festival, the birth of the eldest son, the war rally, the funeral of the Chanyu, the succession of the new Chanyu...
…
More than 20 years ago, in Touman City, Mao Dun was born listening to this horn. Tou Man also held him happily, bathed in horse blood, and named him "Mo Dun". The wizard predicted that
He will be a horse that travels across the grassland.
And today, in this horn, he killed his father and put on the blood-stained eagle crown.
All the Huns gathered together. They already understood what happened, but they were not angry or accusing. They just looked at Modun calmly. Except for those close followers who were loyal to Touman, everyone seemed to be accustomed to this scene...
This is the grassland, where the weak and the strong take advantage of each other. It happens every day. A weak old wolf cannot lead a pack of wolves, not to mention that the new wolf king already has sharp teeth and claws.
In the end, they knelt down in front of Maodun respectfully...
On the bank of Yanze, a loud cry rang out, frightening the flock of wintering birds.
"Modun Shanyu!"
"Plough the plow in Gutu, and make a great chanyu!"
…
Half a month later, when the envoy of King Yuezhi arrived in Juyanze and wanted to recall him, he was shocked to find that the exiled prince, who was like a dog when he was in Yuezhi, had put on a Chanyu eagle crown and was sitting on the Hu.
Receive him in bed.
Mao Dun still remembered his promise to "serve the Yuezhi King as his master" back then, and his words were very respectful:
"Please reply to King Yuezhi. Touman is dead. Maodu is now the new Chanyu and is willing to serve as a minister of Yuezhi. When the snow melts next year, Maodu will move north with 30,000 knights to Mobei.
I will rule over the Xiongnu tribe there. Juyanze will also be abandoned, and I ask the Yuezhi to take charge of it for the Xiongnu, so that the two countries can communicate here."
"The Qin people are greedy and want to kill all the Hu people herdsmen, turn all the grasslands into cultivated land, build cities, and live there forever. The Xiongnu have been defeated, and the next prey of the Qin army is either the Yueshi or the Donghu. Mao Dun is willing to be Yue
The king of the clan contacted the king of Donghu. Facing the ferocious enemy of the Qin Emperor, all the people on the grassland who lead bows must unite! If one Hu cannot defeat Qin, then the three Hus will unite!"
