Mid-February is a day of spring.

The lush greenness returns to the world. The livestock herds that have been hungry for a whole winter can finally eat tender grass again.

Li Ling was wearing traditional Huns and felt hats, sitting on a small hillside, where all of his loyal subordinates were his!

Many of them were close ministers who were feared by the wise men in the past!

In the past winter, Li Ling, as the regent, integrated the tribes and forces left by his ancestors.

Compared with him, the level of justice in the Xiongnu nobles was almost equivalent to a child.

He easily used his strength to fight, and he could easily defeat him one by one.

Li Ling is more versatile and win over.

He took off his clothes and clothes, promoted food and food, and vigorously supported the branches of the emerging aristocracy and the old aristocracy, which made these people feel grateful and burst into tears, and all turned into his supporters.

Therefore, the entire Western Regions became his world within two or three months.

There are only a few opponents who are still surviving, but they can't hold on for long.

Li Ling's situation has been achieved, and there is no more power to stop him from taking power.

Now, he, the regent, is actually the de facto King Rizhu of the Xiongnu, the master of the entire Western Regions!

"King, Mobei urgently reported..." A cavalry hurriedly walked to Li Ling and knelt down to report: "Tu Qi, King Zuo Guli, had already claimed to be Shanyu in Zhao Xincheng ten days ago, and ordered all parties to order the leaders of the clans to go to worship..."

"The Lan family, Hu Yan family, and Xubu family all refused. For the sake of Lu, Heihu and other tribes will not admit it..."

"So, King Zuo Guli led his troops to Longcheng..."

Li Ling listened, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the person who came, and asked, "Is it true?"

"How dare a slave deceive the king? This is King Dingling's handwritten book..." The messenger took out a sheepskin from his arms and handed it to Li Ling.

Li Ling took it and saw endless worries immediately overflowed in his eyes.

"It seems..." He sighed for a long time: "It's a real civil war..."

The current situation in Mobei is that no one can convince anyone, and there is no one who can completely crush strength and power to deter other forces.

Plus the Tushe Shaman and his mother, the fire hunched in it.

Once this civil war begins, it may not end in the short term.

Because of the tradition of the Huns, the loser died of his whole family!

Tolerance, forgiveness?

It does not exist.

After Maodun killed his father, he almost killed all the confidants of Touman Shanyu, his brothers who had been hostile to him, their wives, concubines, children, and subordinates and servants of his wives, concubines, and children.

After Yin Zhixie Shanyu usurped the throne, he simply killed all the descendants of the general Chen Shanyu during his lifetime.

The nobles and ministers who were favored and trusted by the military minister Shanyu during his lifetime also had the same fate.

The Huns are a group that is cruel to the outside world and more cruel to the inside.

Thinking of this, Li Ling stood up, walked down the hillside, and said to Hu Yanming, who had been waiting for his orders: "Person Zuo Dadu, please tell the General Ying Yang's proposal, we accept it all!"

"Ah..." Hu Yanming was stunned.

The other nobles also raised their heads in dissatisfaction.

Accept all?

Don't talk about it?

How can such harsh conditions be accepted?

If you accept it, how can you raise your head in the future?

Li Ling looked at these people and knew that he had to give an explanation and appease, otherwise he would finally gather together and the integrated forces would immediately fall apart.

He raised his hand and said, "Don't panic, everyone... I just agreed, and I didn't say I would do it!"

"When did my Great Huns comply with the agreement with the Han people since Maodun Shanyu?"

"Aren't the agreement just used if it is useful, and throw it aside if it is useless?"

"Just as King Zhuang of Chu said in the history of the Han Dynasty, I am a barbarian!"

It is a barbarian, so there is no need to be loyal, righteous, rational, and trustworthy, and no rules are required.

Because barbarians are born without faith, wisdom, loyalty, and rules.

The others listened and nodded, thinking it was true!

Although the Huns have no history, they have inheritance.

Since Maodun, the Xiongnu Shanyu have reached at least hundreds of agreements with four emperors of the Han Dynasty, including at least ten marriage agreements.

The old Shanyu even agreed with Emperor Taizong of the Han Dynasty that "there are rooms within the Great Wall, and the emperor will govern it. Outside the Great Wall, the people who lead the bow will be led, and the Shanyu will govern it."

What happened? Before the monument was dry, the Huns cavalry broke into the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty and even burned the war back to the Central Palace, allowing Chang'an to see the beacon smoke ignited from the sky.

In the end, the Han Dynasty had to send a large number of silk, wealth, wine and treasures, and re-conclude an agreement with the Huns.

Isn’t it the same in the negotiations between Han and Huns even after the Yuan Ding?

Every time I encounter a downturn, I beg for mercy if I can't beat it, and when I breathe, I will release what I once said like a fart.

Anyway, no matter how powerful the Han Dynasty cavalry was, it would not be possible to cross thousands of miles and penetrate into the Yuwushui River Basin.

Even if they can come, they will be exhausted and unable to fight the elite Xiongnu who are raising their strength to the end. Thinking of this, many people will feel at ease.

This agreement was torn apart anyway.

So now, in order to get out and breathe, I agree, it seems nothing is wrong?

………………………………

At this time, Zhang Yue had returned to Lingju and inspected in Hehuang.

At this time, the eight hundred miles of Hehuang had been turned into a huge grass cultivation base by humans.

Large areas of wilderness have been cultivated into pastoral land by countless slaves.

The curved plow, hoe, and rake head took turns to turn the fertile black soil out of the surface.

Many people even started to build water trucks on the Huangshui River and along the Yellow River.

Now, at least a hundred waterwheels have been successfully built.

The huge paddles began to rotate, drawing water from the river to the shore channel.

The gurgling water flows through the channels and eventually flows to the manor in the distance.

Accompanying Zhang Yue to inspect was the new Qiang-gu lieutenant Han Zeng.

As for Fan Mingyou, he has stepped down as the captain of the Qiang Guard and embarked on the road to report his duties back to Chang'an. If there is no accident, he may be appointed as the first guardian of the Monan Protectorate this summer.

Han Zeng is undoubtedly very motivated.

After only a few days of taking office, I started to get familiar with the affairs and could also tell the various data in a proper way, especially the two items of newly reclaimed land and the speed of reclaiming land.

Zhang Yue nodded while listening.

But his thoughts drifted to Mobei.

What I have always been worried about is the Huns in Mobei.

With the great humanitarian spirit of Zhuxia, Zhang Yue was very concerned about the people of Mobei.

"The Huns civil war should have begun now, right?" He thought: "Fight! The bigger the fight, the better, the more fierce the better!"

There is no more comfortable rhythm than the Huns' civil war and he farms.

In particular, last winter, he found a surprise in the area where Shu Qiang tribe called Qu Qiang was grazing and farming, and he discovered a tributary called "Shizhi River" by the Qiang people.

Because it is the dry season in winter, Zhang Yue knew why the local Qiang people called it the "Shizhi River" because the river water was not frozen, with a large number of black grease-like clumps floating on the river surface.

The Qiang people would fish these things out of the river and take them home as fuel for fire.

But Zhang Yue recognized what these black oils were at a glance?

oil!

There is no doubt that the local area should be the Petroleum River area where China's first oil field is located in later generations, which is the core of Yumen Oilfield.

Although with current technology, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to exploit oil.

But the key is that although the scale and reserves of the Yumen Oilfield are far less than those of the large oilfields in later generations.

But the storage locations of people are very shallow.

So shallow that it can be compared with the Middle East oil fields!

At most, you can reach the oil field by just firing more than ten meters deep.

Moreover, the output is very high.

With current technology, there is no problem with annual output of hundreds of tons or more than 1,000 tons. With this mining speed, shallow oil fields are enough to continue to be mined for hundreds of years!
To be continued...