Su Ren was very surprised when Mo Yu suddenly appeared. Strictly speaking, Mo Yu was not from Su Ren, nor from Liu Che, nor from the Han Dynasty. He was a lonely wild ghost. Since Mozi founded the Mo family hundreds of years ago
Since then, the entire Mo family has been disconnected from this world. They live in their own world, and who they want to help depends on their likes and dislikes. If they are lucky, they will be rewarded by the king for making contributions, but if they are unlucky, they will become traitors and be hunted down. Mo Yu
I came to Bian County with Su Ren to feel full, and there was some sense of friendship in agreeing to Su Ren's hand.
Accompanying Mo Yu was Laifu, who was a rare visitor. They had not seen each other since Chang'an for three to five years. As the bodyguards of the teacher Wen Dang, Su Ren and Laifu were treated like brothers, and they were friends with each other from Chengdu to Chang'an.
Su Ren had the grace to save his life, and not just once or twice. When Laifu suddenly appeared, Su Ren knew that something was wrong with Mo Yu, and he was still young, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get Laifu back.
After working for a long time, Su Ren poured tea for Mo Yu and Laifu. Su Ren picked it up and took a sip. He first said to Laifu, "How are Taoist Chongxu and Master Tai?"
Laifu nodded: "Master, my wife is still healthy. Master said the ginseng Mr. Su sent last time was a fairy medicine. We drink some soup every day, and we can still go up the mountain to hunt rabbits!"
"Hehehe, this is good, this is good! Since it is a good medicinal material, I will ask someone to get some more,"
The two retreated for a while, but Su Ren ignored Mo Yu and didn't ask what Mo Yu was doing here. Mo Yu was a little anxious, but he had something to ask for today, so he should take care of Su Ren's mood.
So Mo Yu kept enduring it, and even Laifu could tell that Mo Yu was enduring it very hard.
"Young Master, I am accompanying Mr. Mo this time. Mr. Mo has something important to discuss with you."
Su Ren smiled: "No hurry, no rush, no matter how big the issue is, it is not as big as driving the Huns to Mobei. Let's talk about it in a few days! When I am completely free, I can say anything. See you today, brother Laifu."
I'm very happy, I will cook myself in the evening and make something for Brother Rifle that I have never eaten before."
Mo Yu's face was dark and he snorted coldly: "If you don't want to help, just say so."
Su Ren glanced at the young man behind Mo Yu and said to Mo Yu: "Then I'll make it clear that I really don't want to help you! The Huns are going to be finished soon, so why bother?"
Mo Yu was stunned: "Do you know what I'm here to do?"
Su Ren glanced at the young man behind Mo Yu again: "What do you think? Tuntou?"
The Tuntou, who was completely different from before, did not deny it. He crossed Mo Yu and knelt down in front of Su Ren: "Please help me, General!"
The atmosphere in the tent changed instantly. Laifu thought it was Mo Yu's business, so he came. Mo Yu knew everything, but he didn't expect that it was already under Su Ren's control. It was also a bit embarrassing. Only Su Ren was the one
The deputy couldn't escape the palm of my hand and kept staring at the Tuen head: "First tell me whether it's worth helping you! If I have to, I can help you. If it's not worth it, you don't need to say anymore."
The Tuntou calmed down and said: "The Xiongnu King Youguli is ready to surrender to the Han, that's the first one; I have a good friend who wants to assassinate Yi Zhixie, that's the second one,"
Su Ren nodded: "It doesn't matter whether King Yougu Li surrenders or not. Yi Zhixie has abandoned him. Now I am besieging him with an army of 200,000. I actually hope it would be better for him not to surrender! However, as soon as my army starts attacking, he will
I will definitely surrender, not counting the first one! The second question is worth doing, but firstly, I don’t know your friend Chuck Qi, and secondly, I’m not familiar with you, although I don’t know how you said you understand Mo.
Brother, I'm afraid it's a little difficult to get here! Let me tell you your reasons first, why should I save your brother?"
"He's my only friend!"
"It has nothing to do with me!"
The Tuntou's eyes widened, his teeth gnashed, his lips were broken, and he knocked his head hard: "As long as the General can save my friend, the Tuntou is willing to be the General's slave for the rest of his life!"
Su Ren shook his head with a smile: "I don't need slaves! There are no slaves in my family!"
Mo Yu couldn't stand it anymore and stared at Su Ren coldly: "Tell me! You will be willing to save people no matter what it takes. This child is my apprentice now, and what he does is my business. As long as you save people, I will
I promise you something!"
"Hahaha..." Su Ren laughed and pulled Fu up: "Brother Lai Fu testifies, he said this himself, I did not force him to do it, it is final!"
Mo Yu knew that he had been tricked by Su Ren again, and was very angry: "You, you..." He couldn't even say a complete sentence for a long time.
Laifu is old and can only smile bitterly.
The friend the Tuntou was talking about was naturally Chuck Banner, who survived the catastrophe. After escaping from the battlefield, many people in the slave camp turned out to be under the command of this legendary figure. In just half a year, another wave of people appeared on the grassland.
The horse thieves that scare all the shepherds and merchants. But the good thing is that this group of horse thieves is much better than the one that appeared last time. As long as you are willing to give them something, they will never hurt you.
Of course, horse thieves must have the name of horse thieves. Chak Ban will be open to poor shepherds and merchants, but never has a good look at those fat-minded leaders and leaders. Kill them all, rob them all, and burn them all. Chak Banner
It is a standard way to deal with people of high status. My brothers feel that there is nothing wrong with doing this. This is how it should be at that time. Who let these guys be the culprit that caused them to fall into this situation.
Cha Keqi has always had the greatest wish and hatred in his heart. At that stop, his father, two brothers, and best friends were all dead, and there was not even a body. He even left the tribe with them.
He was the only one left, so he had the responsibility to avenge the dead. Who was the enemy? Chuck Qi thought hard for a long time and came to the conclusion that the war was started by Shan Yu, who recruited them to fight.
The order was also issued by Chan Yu, so the enemy must be Chan Yu.
The procession to bid farewell to Shanyu was filled with loud cries. As for how many of them were really crying for Shanyu, no one knew. The old man cried holding his son, the woman cried holding the man, and the child cried holding the lamb. This is a matter of life and death.
Migration is not an outing for everyone, and everyone is in a bad mood, including Yizhixie. Especially after talking to King Youguli, his mood became even worse.
King Youguli did not beg or cry. This was not at all what King Youguli was like. At least in Yi Zhixie's heart, King Youguli should not be like this. He probably guessed that after he left, Youguli
The king would surrender to the big man, but Yi Zhixie had no choice. If he didn't leave King Youguli's people and livestock, the big man would not give him ten days. Sighing softly, Yi Zhixie was relieved.
For the Han people, there is not much difference whether they surrender or not.
Although the bullock cart was huge, it was not comfortable. Yi Zhi was lying in a thick pile of fur. Although it did not hurt her diaphragm, the rocking from side to side was still uncomfortable. She has not left the camp since she left.
I'm already very sleepy. I don't know why I always want to sleep lately, and it's hard to wake up after falling asleep. My body knows it. Yi Zhixie already feels that her days are numbered, but she doesn't have a son yet.
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"Kill...!" A long roar suddenly came from the side, and everyone was startled. A dozen burly men suddenly emerged from the crowd, completely ignoring the weapons in the soldiers' hands, lowering their heads.
They rushed towards Yizhixie's golden tent. This was a desperate move. These people were very brave and had almost reached Yizhixie's golden tent in a short time.
Gently opening the curtain, his dim eyes could only see the shaking figures outside. Yi Zhixie could no longer tell who was fighting with whom: "How many people? Who sent them?"
Dalan was frightened and shook his head tremblingly: "No, I don't know, I haven't caught one yet!"
Yi Zhixie smiled faintly, then his face changed and he coughed repeatedly: "Hey! Kill them all! I don't want to know who sent them!"
"Whoosh...!" A feather arrow penetrated into Yizhixie's golden tent, grazed Yizhixie's ear and shot past, piercing into Dalanshi's neck. Yizhixie watched helplessly as Dalanshi covered her neck and mouthed
He kept opening and closing but couldn't say a word. Blood flowed out from the gaps in Dalan's palms and dripped onto Yi Zhixie's leather robe.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
“There’s some here too!”
"Catch the assassin!"
"Protect Chanyu!"
Shouts, screams, shouts, and clanging sounds of fighting resounded throughout the camp. There were dead bodies everywhere within a hundred steps around Shanyu's golden tent. The blood dyed the grass red, dyed the soil red, and dyed every person red.
Human eyes. King Yougu Li stood on a dirt bag not far away with his hands folded, shaking his head repeatedly. The battle was coming to an end. Although he was stunned for a moment by the sudden assassination of the Golden Horde Army, he quickly realized that the assassin
Gradually lost its advantage.
King Youguli was not in the mood to look any further, so he turned to the person behind him and said, "I didn't see him. Do you know where he went?"
"Your Majesty, I didn't see him when I went down. He said he left on something important."
King Youguli chuckled: "Remember, in the face of death, no one will give up his life willingly. No matter how much hatred is there, it is useless, everyone is willing to live."
The assassins were all dead, not one of them was caught, they died resolutely, no one retreated, they all died on the way to charge. After Yi Zhixie said those words, he never showed up again, and even the curtains were no longer visible.
It has not been revealed, and not a word has been spoken. The guards of the Golden Horde were very scared and would die if they did not protect the Shanyu. Although they killed all the assassins, their guilt would not be alleviated one bit.
The guards were kneeling in a pool of blood, crawling on the corpse, waiting for the Shanyu's order. Chakqi was also waiting. This was something he had planned, and the entire plan was within his plan. The Xiongnu Shanyu was closely protected, and with the help of his men
There was no way those people could kill Yi Zhixie from the front, so he sent out his dead men. Waiting until the guards relaxed their vigilance was his best chance.
There was no order, not even a sound, and the Shan Yu's golden tent was eerily silent. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the Shan Yu's servants braved the courage to gently open the golden tent, and only glanced at it. With a sound, the curtain was lost.
Sitting down on the ground: "Dead, Shanyu is dead!" (To be continued)