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Chapter 952

Ma Huzi worked very hard, relying on his understanding of the terrain around Sanggan, and was always the first to detect the information Su Ren wanted to get. After several attempts, Ma Huzi had been promoted to a general, and his soldiers were originally ten. The number of soldiers has turned into a hundred, and they are all scouts. You must know that the scouts are all the best in the army. Whether it is equestrian skills, martial arts, or archery skills, they are among the best.

"General, Lieutenant Huo has launched a surprise attack on the thieves. The thieves suffered huge losses in the battle last night. It is initially estimated that half of the cattle and sheep were lost, and most of the supplies were burned. Hundreds of people were killed and injured. However, our army suffered slight losses, with only ten people injured. He is slightly injured and has been assigned to the medical team."

Su Ren nodded: "Where are they now?"

"We have withdrawn to Tashan for repairs and continue to wait for the opportunity."

"Very good! Where are the thieves now? Have you determined which direction they will attack?"

"There is no movement at the moment. The villain has sent people to monitor it."

"You did a good job, go down!"

"promise!"

Ma Huzi left the Chinese army's tent, and Su Ren let out a long breath, with excitement on his face: "It seems they can't escape this time. They will pay a heavy price no matter which direction they go. Even if they can break through the remaining ones, with the help of His Majesty, they will not be able to escape." The Royal Forest Army in hand can completely handle it."

Han Qing also smiled slightly: "But we still have to be careful about the Huns. If they take advantage of the situation and rob us, it will be very bad."

Su Ren also nodded: "I don't know if Li Shaojun has the ability to lead the Huns to the north. Once the Huns enter the desert, they will never come out within ten years. We have ten years to manage, and the Huns will be completely trapped in the desert." north."

Li Shaojun was not at ease. Although Yi Zhixie had already considered moving north, there was still a lot of resistance. Langjuxu must have been the place where the Xiongnu ancestors had lived for more than ten generations. Even the nomads had deep feelings for this place. , just risking everything and moving north, many people and old people were very reluctant to leave. The high priest had visited Yizhixie many times, and his intention was very clear. There was the Xiongnu's divine residence on Langjuxu Mountain, and it was very ominous to abandon it.

The opinions within the Xiongnu could not be unified, and moving north would test Yi Zhixie's wisdom. However, what Yi Zhixie lacked most now was wisdom, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​moving north for the time being.

"Tianshi, why don't the people understand my king's painstaking efforts?"

Li Shaojun smiled faintly and actually asked Yi Zhixie: "Why is the Xiongnu's Chan this yours?"

Yi Zhixie was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Hey! Shanyu also has helpless times, I can't compare to you, the king of the Han people! By the way, I heard that Wuhuan, Xianbei, Fuyu, and Goguryeo are working together to Should I help them attack Yanmen Pass? If they can really capture Yanmen Pass, even if they plunder some property, it will be of great use in the northward migration."

"Chanyu thinks Wuhuan and the others can win?"

Yi Zhixie shook his head repeatedly. Li Shaojun continued: "Since the Chanyu thinks they can't win, why bother to plunder the property?"

"Uh! Haha! I just thought about it. Tomorrow I will convene all the tribal leaders to discuss the matter. The Heavenly Master must go. Only by convincing these tribal leaders can the northward migration be implemented smoothly. I hope the Heavenly Master will help me."

Li Shaojun nodded: "This is natural!"

Although the Huns have declined and lost their former glory, there are still a lot of people left. As far as Lang Juxu is concerned, the losses they suffered in several battles were actually very small, and they were supplemented by people from Yizhixie from Yinshan Mountain. , it can be said that Lang Juxu is more glorious now than when the military ministers were in power. Of course, glory means more people and more different voices.

For a whole day, people who agreed to move to the north and those who didn't agreed to move to the north were talking about each other, and the Jinzhu was like a wet market. Yi Zhi glanced sideways, and it was obvious that there were not many people who were in step with him, and they were all.

It is the tribe he used to belong to when he was in the Yinshan Mountains, while the opponents are almost all Lang Juxu's original tribe. Such a sharp contrast is not difficult to understand. It is these original Lang Juxu tribes that will suffer the most once they move north.

"Bah bang bang..." Yi Zhixie slapped the objects in front of him loudly, and then temporarily suppressed the noise below: "Shut up, everyone, the Han people are no longer what they used to be. Our army was defeated miserably at Yanmen Pass.

, it no longer has the glory of the past. In addition, it is reported that Wei Qing has captured Yinshan and intends to continue to advance north. I am afraid that it will not take long to kill Lang Juxu. If we don't leave, will we have to fight with the Han people?

?”

"Chanyu!" The high priest was the first to stand up: "Lang Juxu is the ancestral land, and the God of Kunlun will not forgive their descendants for giving up like this!"

"Yes! Yes! The high priest is right."

"Right to what? Shan Yu has made it very clear that none of us can leave if we don't leave. Now we can only continue to go north and let the desert stop the Han army. Wait for us to rest for five years and then fight back. You old people

You guys can only see what’s in front of you, can’t you see the future?”

"What's there in Mobei? There's only yellow sand. What will happen to our cattle and sheep without pasture? How can we recuperate without our cattle and sheep?"

"Who said that Mobei is all yellow sand? I heard from the caravans who came back that there are bigger pastures and bigger woods in the north of the desert!"

"How can we believe the words of those merchants? They are trying to trick us into the desert. When we are at our weakest, they will exchange all our cattle and sheep with the fewest things!" The high priest became more and more excited as he spoke, and his black robe was still there.

Trembling: "Without cattle and sheep, we Xiongnu will lose our roots and will no longer be able to survive in this world! Chanyu, we must not move north. The Han people will wait for us to move north. When the Han people control the grassland, they will have

More war horses. With the war horses, our Huns will be completely finished, wuwu..."

"The Han people can only farm, they can't herd!" Some people laughed at the high priest's speculation: "There is no Great Wall here. Every place is our breakthrough point. When we finish recuperating, we can come back at any time. How about robbing us at that time?"

Isn’t it easier?”

This statement was recognized by many people. Even Yi Zhixie felt that what this person said was very consistent with his own assumptions and couldn't help but take a second look. The high priest continued to refute, but Yi Zhixie stopped him and turned his head.

Asked Li Shaojun: "Master Tian, ​​what do you think?"

Li Shaojun stood up slowly, first bowed to Yi Zhixian, and then said: "Forgive me, Shanyu, but I have never been very good at military affairs, but I have already made a divination for Shanyu, which is beneficial to the north. That's all the celestial phenomena."

Yi Zhixie nodded repeatedly: "What else do you have to say?"

The golden tent was quiet for a while, and soon there was a buzzing sound, and then the sound became louder and louder. Yi Zhixie was surprised to find that things had turned around. Many people who just refused to move north had actually changed.

idea. Only a few old guys with long beards were still arguing, determined not to move north. The fierce eyes swept over the old men, and Yi Zhixie couldn't bear it anymore.

"Since there are still differences, let's make sacrifices according to the tradition of our Huns! I would like to see what Kunlun God means."

The Huns' admiration for the Kunlun God is deep in their bones. Even though Li Shaojun's Taoism has a slight upper hand over the Huns, at the critical moment, the Huns still believe in their Kunlun God. Sacrifice to the Kunlun God involves very complicated rituals and

According to the regulations, the high priest was excluded from the sacrificial team by Yi Zhixie because he blocked Yizhixie's plan to move north.

After offering sacrifices to heaven, earth, and the Kunlun God, and after the wild dance of the priests, the blazing bonfire burned magnificently. Three healthy virgins were thrown into the fire, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue and burnt meat.

Taste. The dance of the priests became more wild and uninhibited. For two full hours, when the last priest collapsed to the ground, the leader of the priests was foaming at the mouth and trembling all over.

"I am the God of Kunlun. My descendants, why did you summon me?"

Yi Zhixie took the lead, and everyone including soldiers and herdsmen all prostrated in front of the main sacrifice. After Yi Zhixie kowtowed respectfully, he said: "Now that the Han people are so fierce, the descendants of the gods are no longer able to resist, so please ask God Kunlun to descend.

Yin, point the way for your descendants!"

A series of strange words came out of the chief priest's mouth: "Children, you are leaving Langjuxu. I have seen that the Han people will come and kill all my children and grandchildren. Even I can't stop it. The gods of the Han people will surely die."

Stronger."

Yi Zhixie finally breathed a sigh of relief and saluted again: "Thank you Lord Kunlun for your instructions. Your descendants know what to do!"

It was already evening when he led the people away from Langjuxu Mountain and returned to the Golden Tent. Yi Zhixie was unwilling to wait until tomorrow. This important matter must be decided today, because news had come from Yanmen Pass that the Han people had won again.

The Wuhuan, Xianbei, Fuyu and Goguryeo people failed to withstand the force of the Han people and were defeated by the Han people. No one on the grassland could compete with the Han people.

"Since God Kunlun has made it clear, descendants of God should not betray God's will." Yi Zhixie did not wait any longer this time and said what he should say first, setting a tone for this discussion.

The high priest opened his mouth and finally swallowed the words. However, those old guys still did not give Yi Zhixie face, and were still stubborn and unwilling to leave Lang Juxu. Yi Zhixie said helplessly: "In this case, then you can stay

Come on! I will lead the tribes who are willing to follow me to Mobei!"

The news about Li Shaojun finally came back, and Su Ren was completely relieved this time. The Huns had decided to move north. Wuhuan, Xianbei, Fuyu and Goguryeo were also surrounded by him. The parasites on the grassland would soon be wiped out.

In addition, the whole world suddenly became a lot brighter, and it was considered that I had fulfilled my promise to Liu Che and the entire Han Dynasty.

"Immediately send someone to report the news to Your Majesty, yes, all the news, and invite Your Majesty to come to Sanggan for hunting, hahaha! I am really happy today, very happy!" Su Ren's loud laughter came from the big tent, standing at the door.

The Han soldiers outside stood straight. They seemed to have seen the opportunity to return home alive, which was very gratifying. (To be continued)


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