Shan Ling sneered at him and rejected Mo Yu's request.◇↓◇↓ Novel.￥f

Dongfang Shuo was the Massacre that the Right Xianwang liked. Do you want to use him to exchange for two women? It’s simply a sleep talk.

Mo Yu also felt that it was not reliable, but he could not resist Che Yi's begging. Che Yi even threatened Mo Yu that if you cannot save your mother, I would become a monk and practice. Not only would I not be the King of Cheshi, but I would not marry or have children.

Mo Yu was also anxious. He had just one son. If he really wanted to become a monk and practice, wouldn’t he be the last one? Besides, he also knew that Che Yi believed in Buddhism and was a filial son. He said he wanted to become a monk and practice, so he was definitely not talking about playing around. He might really do this.

Mo Yu had no choice but to ask Xian Shan Ling for help. Xian Shan Ling was just not allowed. Mo Yu was also anxious and said to Xian Shan Ling, "You don't have to agree, I will ask the Right King. Give me two days. Within two days, if you attack and kill my Yan and Wang Mei, I will definitely not let you go."

Shan Ling thought for a while and agreed. Although he was not afraid of Mo Yu's threat, he was unwilling to offend Mo Yu and had a feud with Che Shiguo. Besides, he had already seen the power of Liang Xiao and others. When he thought of attacking Liudaoshankou again, he felt aback. With this opportunity, he could not ask for it.

His mission is to pursue Liang Xiao and grab the robbed property of Cheshi Kingdom. Now that Liang Xiao is in front of him, his mission has been completed. As for the property of Cheshi Kingdom, it was also what Cheshi King asked to give up and had nothing to do with him.

Mo You ordered Mo An to stay, monitor Shan Ling, and took Che Yi to the camp of the Right Xianwang.

Seeing that the Huns did not launch another attack, the mercenaries were puzzled, but Liang Xiao laughed. He only asked for ten horses and let Che Yi go, which was the effect. When he learned that Che Yi was the only descendant of Che Shi Wang Moyu, and Che Yi believed in Buddhism and advocated filial piety, he began to consider using him to delay time.

What he wanted was not to kill many people, but to block the footsteps of the Huns and prevent them from chasing them.

Ten horses changed into carriages to show Mo Yu that he kept his word.

Let Che Yi go because he is Mo Yu's only descendant and has the ability to persuade Mo Yu.

The request for Mo Yu to exchange Dongfang Shuo for his Yanshi and Wang Mei was just a plan to delay time. In the face of this temptation, Mo Yu had to try it even if he was not sure. It would take a long time to go back and forth. At least it would be delayed for another day.

The only thing he refused to be sure of was the attitude of the Huns, so he had to fight fiercely first, so that the Huns could see his power and become afraid of the strong attack. Now it seems that this is what he wished for.

In fact, the reason why this battle can lead to such a result is inseparable from the fact that the Huns are not prepared for it. Now that the Huns are prepared, the subsequent battle will not be so one-sided. Moreover, as the mercenaries' physical strength decreases, more casualties will increase, and the geographical advantage will be gradually offset. If the Huns are determined to be firm and not afraid of sacrifice, they may not be unable to attack and break through.

Now, it is hard to say. Whether the Huns can still make a concerted effort depends on themselves after being frozen in a narrow valley for two days.

Liang Xiao seized the time and let the mercenaries take turns to rest. In order to ensure physical strength and calories, he slaughtered a few horses, and the horse meat was cooked on the bonfire. No matter who it was, he could grab a piece of hot horse meat to chew at any time, and spoon a bowl of fragrant broth at any time, which could not only drive away the cold, but also boost morale.

"Sir, you are so amazing." The Bison held the broth in one hand and a piece of horse meat in the other hand. While chewing the oily mouth, he said: "I still haven't figured out what the Huns have had. Why don't they attack? Sir, tell me the tricks here."

Liang Xiao smiled, rubbed his greasy hands on the battle robe, and glanced at the mercenaries around him. "Who can tell me? Let me tell you one by one, and I will be the first level of beheading and remember one merit."

The mercenaries looked at each other. They became excited, pushed and shoved each other, and talked in a verbal manner.

Liang Xiao smiled and listened quietly. He didn't expect these rough people to say anything. Mercenaries like Linghu were a minority after all, and most of them were simple-minded and knew how to cut, kill and kill. To analyze the subtleties here, their IQ balance was insufficient.

Sure enough, the mercenaries were talking lively, but few people could make the point. Without Liang Xiao’s rebuttal, the other mercenaries sweared their saliva.

At this moment, Moya walked over with her big belly and looked at Liang Xiao timidly. "Can I say it?"

"You?" Liang Xiao glanced at her and couldn't help laughing. "Do you want to make money too?"

"I don't want money." Moya shook her head and pointed to the horse broth that was gurgling on the fire. "Just give me two bites of the broth. My child is hungry and keeps kicking me."

Liang Xiao glanced at her belly, smacked his lips, and his heart softened. "Okay, the children in your belly are half of my Han family's blood, so I can't be hungry. You say, if you say it right, I will give you two bowls of broth and another piece of horse meat."

"Thank you, sir." Moya sat down carefully with her stomach. "Sir, don't want to fight with the Huns." She looked around and explained: "Sir, you are not afraid of the Huns, but are afraid of too much casualties. They are all warriors who follow the Huns to fight thousands of miles. Each of them is the most precious wealth of the Huns. No matter which one is injured, the adults will not be willing to bear it."

Liang Xiao raised his eyebrows, was silent for a moment, and nodded gently. "It's reasonable. Come on, drink a bowl of soup and eat a piece of meat first."

After hearing this, the mercenaries looked at each other and started to laugh with a wink.

Although they followed Liang Xiao for so long, they still positioned themselves as mercenaries. Although Li Shuyun, Li Danghu and others cannot compete with those Han officials, they have made a lot of money along the way, but there are quite a lot of casualties. Many people are already timid and want to finish the deal and leave. At this moment, when they heard Mo Ya's words, they realized that Liang Xiao also valued them very much, and they felt a little warm.

"Besides, although there is a good location here, it is not suitable for large army combat. The adults set up an ambush here, just to stop the pursuers so that others can safely reach Pulehai. Pulehai is where the adults really fight against the Huns."

Liang Xiao was surprised and looked at Moya carefully. "Moya, why are you so smart?"

"So, am I right again?"

"Well, you're right again." Liang Xiao laughed and signaled Xiya to put another bowl of broth for Moya and cut a piece of meat. Moya begged: "Sister Xiya, can you please give this broth to Mrs. Yan."

Xiya looked at Liang Xiao, and Liang Xiao nodded. Xiya took the broth and walked towards the tent. Liang Xiao fiddled with the short knife and looked at Xiya. "Now, it's time for you to answer my question, right?"

"My husband taught me." Moya's eyes showed unconcealed pride. "He has read many books."

"Wu Guinian?" Liang Xiao thought. "He is so talented, why didn't Cheshi Wang use him?"

"My husband doesn't want to serve the Huns. He just wants to hide in Wutugu, record some accounts for the lieutenant, and live some leisurely life. Sir, are you all so smart, you all know the words and write, and you can do it?"

Liang Xiao smiled. The Han Dynasty did not have nine years of compulsory education, so the literacy rate was not so high, and illiteracy was everywhere. Tu Niuer and Pang Shuo were all illiterate, and basically they could not read a single word except for their own name. However, compared to the Che Shiguo, who could not find literate people in the entire tribe, the education level of the Han Dynasty was indeed high.

In fact, let alone Cheshi, even the Huns and Yuezhi people did not have any writings. The writings they used were either Chinese characters from the East or Greek from Central Asia. With the spread of Buddhism, Sanskrit began to be introduced. But for ordinary people, reading and literacy is still a very distant dream.

Moya's worship of Wu Guinian should be a largely worship of knowledge. However, judging from Moya's analysis just now, Wu Guinian is not only aware of literature and verbal verbal, but also a good strategy. He should not only be as simple as reading books.

Liang Xiao became more and more curious.

"Where is his hometown?"

"Big man." Moya said without hesitation.

"The big man is very big." Liang Xiao couldn't help laughing. "The big man is five or six thousand miles from east to west, and five or six thousand from south to north. There are thousands of counties as big as the Cheshi Kingdom. Where is your husband's home?"

"So big?" Moya was shocked and stunned.

Not only her, but the mercenaries next to her were shocked. They were also traveling around the world and had a lot of knowledge, but they still couldn't believe it when they heard that there was such a big country. In their opinion, Dayuan is not small, and Parthia is even more huge empire. However, compared with the Great Han, Parthia seemed to be unable to mention it. Perhaps only the empire of Alexander, whom Wei said, could be compared with the Great Han.

Moya hesitated for a while and asked timidly: "Since... the big man is so big, why are you still... going to attack the taxi master?"

"We came to the Western Regions not for the wealth of the Western Regions, nor for the land of the Western Regions, but for the Huns." Liang Xiao proudly raised his head. "If Cheshi was not dependent on the Huns, I wouldn't bother to go to Jiaohe City. Compared with my Han's capital, Chang'an, Jiaohe City is just a rough trash. Your so-called wealth is just like a rich man. There are many in my Han Dynasty."

Liang Xiao boasted a lot, and Mo Ya and others were fascinated by the sound of being in a dream. The mercenaries regretted it. They escorted the caravan and had already reached the Han territory, but failed to take a trip to Chang'an. Now it seems that they have missed a great opportunity.

"So, sir, is it really just for the Huns when he came to Tianshan?"

"Of course." Liang Xiao nodded affirmatively. "The Huns are used to robbing and always want to get it with force without any effort. The countries in the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains were regarded as money bags, granaries and stables. When we came to the Western Regions, we did not allow them to use your wealth to fight us. It is not only beneficial to us Han people, but also to your Western Regions countries."

Moya thoughtful and silent—

(To be continued.)
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