The trek is about 600 miles north of the Nanchi.

The lake is clear and the blue waves are rippling.

The genus bird lightly supports its feet, drills into the bottom of the lake, looking for small fish.

Lan Xingyi stood by the lake, looking at this scene, with deep affection and nostalgia in his eyes.

Because this is his ancestral land.

More than 20 years ago, the Lan family's ancestral home was built on the bank of this stagnant, with egrets and wild horses as their companions.

The shaman of the clan is still singing the legend that praises the ancestors of the Lan family, and on the bank of the zombie, gave birth to the first son of the Lan family with the daughter of the god.

However, now, this place no longer belongs to the Lan family.

It has been at least twenty-five years on the banks of the Lan family, and no sect of the Lan family has appeared.

This made Lan Xingyi feel a little sad.

He remembered the famous chapters of the Book of Songs and couldn't help but recite: "That millet is free, the seedlings of the millet are moving in a decent manner, and the center is shaken..."

The clear lake water reflects his appearance.

His face was pale and his temples were clear. He was wearing a long silk robe and a big silk robe on his head.

This is a very popular costume among the Han aristocratic warriors.

It is a kind of short clothes and one of the products of King Wuling of Zhao after riding and shooting.

The characteristic is that it is very tight, unlike a robe, which will affect people's activities.

Perhaps, the only thing that can distinguish him from the Han people is his eyes.

Brown pupils, shiny and shiny.

This is the characteristic of the Lan clan.

As one of the four major clans of the Huns, the Lan clan chose to form a close alliance with the Shanyu to ensure its status.

As she murmured softly at the famous poem, Lan Xingyi's eyes gradually became wet.

The mind and emotions gradually fit the poet's emotions.

Taking a deep breath, Lan Xingyi clenched his fists and swore in his heart: "ZhiZhe, ZheZhe, if you have a spirit, please bless Lan, and you can return to your hometown one day!"

"If so, I would like to fill your lake area with the body of the Wuheng people..."

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from afar.

Several Wu Hengmen, who had tied their hair into small braids, walked over with weapons and said to him: "Empress, my master is welcome!"

When Lan Xingyi heard this, he lowered his head slightly: "I'm sorry, please lead the way!"

Under the surveillance or protection of these people, he moved forward and went deeper into a camp on the side of the zombie.

In the camp, you can see herders who are making fires and cooking fresh milk everywhere.

The stone pot boiled in one mouthful, and the smell of milk filled the air.

Lan Xingyi looked at it, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Even in the Lan clan in Mubei, this simple and inefficient way of cooking fresh milk and making cheese has been eliminated.

The tilesmen in Zhao Xincheng and Weilu City made various pottery and pottery for the Huns day and night.

The processing method of fresh milk has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

Like his direct clan, there are three large tripods.

Each bite of cauldron can cook hundreds of kilograms of fresh milk once, and hundreds of kilograms of cheese can be processed in a day and overnight.

Continue to move forward and come to a dome.

The man from Wu Heng opened the door of the tent and said, "Please!"

Lan Xingyi then walked in and saw a man with a thigh on his forehead and only a few small braids behind his head. At the same time, he could clearly see several scars on his face. He sat on a chair made of wolf skin with a golden sword, staring at him with a fierce look.

Lan Xingyi looked at it, hurriedly stepped forward, bowed his head in the Huns and said, "After the order of the great King Dingling, the messenger Lan Xingyi greeted the noble Lord Hushe!"

As he said that, he took out an extremely exquisite jade wolf-shaped object from his arms and presented it to his hands: "This is a gift from King Dingling to offer me Lord Hushe!"

However……

In his heart, Lan Xingyi felt extremely ironic.

Because, more than 20 years ago, the dress of the Lan clans who lived here was probably similar to that of the Wuheng nobles.

Hair, braided hair, scars and ear and nose bands are all standard features of warriors and strong people.

But now, no one in the Lan family's sect will wear such clothes, and no one will dress like this.

Since the Er Shanyu, the high-level Hun nobles, under the leadership of Zhao Xin, Wei Lu, Li Ling and others, the Han style has become stronger.

People like Lan Xingyi who are familiar with poetry and books, and there are countless people who know how many of them are in the Spring and Autumn Period.

The younger brother of Hulugu Shanyu, King Yu, even knew the music and could play the most famous song of "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

This tribe of the tribe often even boasts of Boya, wanting to find his son.

What’s funny is that when the Huns began to remove their braids, change their clothes to Hanfu, and recite poems and books.

The lackeys of the Han people began to become a Hun.

The hutou may be the old custom of the Wuheng people.

But this braided hair, scar face and ear nose and necklace are the characteristics of the Huns aristocrats in the past.

In other words, when the Huns were learning from the Han Dynasty, some people were desperately moving towards the Huns in the dogs raised by the Han Dynasty.

It's really...

"Idiot..." Lan Xingyi commented in his heart.

In today's world, the Han people are the strongest!

Whether it is military, national strength, culture, system, or organization, it has left more than one other person.

Lan Xingyi was deeply fascinated by the profound culture of the Han Dynasty, especially the Book of Songs that made him intoxicated.

"If I were this person and had such a good opportunity and identity, I would definitely be going to Chang'an and seeking to meet those great scholars of the times..."

"I will even plead with all my life to the Emperor of Han and give it to officials and craftsmen..."

but……

"Good idiot, idiot can only use it!" Lan Xingyi smiled slightly, and his brown eyes stared at the noble Wuheng, and said softly: "The great king Dingling, please ask me to say hello to Lord Hushe!"

Hu Shetu listened, full of complacentness and pride.

Ding Ling, Wang Weilu, is a big shot no matter where he is!

The messenger who can make such a great man bow in front of him, and even send gifts.

This shows that his reputation has indeed been established!

So Hushetu took the gift and said with a smile: "Please tell the messenger to King Ding Ling for me: Hushe people will always be King Ding Ling's friend!"

"It must..." Lan Xingyi nodded with a smile.

………………………………

The combat meeting is being held under the Wuzhou border.

A giant sand tray that was made a few days ago was unveiled and covered with a curtain, revealing its true appearance.

This is a Munan sand table with the highest accuracy so far.

Mountains, rivers, lakes, Gobi are all marked.

In addition, Zhang Yue also sent some special items brought from Chang'an and made by Shaofu to all the officers attending the meeting.

"This is: the compass!"

"It was the Shaofu who improved it from Sinan..."

Everyone took the compass and looked curious.

It was just a small iron box containing something like a needle.

Someone tried to shake it, and then found that the needle in the box always pointed in one direction no matter how it shook.

Immediately, everyone started to talk.

I can't put down my love for the things in my hands.

In addition to losing battles, the Han generals were most afraid of losing their time.

In field battles, most of the time lost are caused by losing direction in the vast grasslands.

For example, in the late period of the military career of the Flying General Li Guang, he was filled with defeats, lost time and lost paths.

Not only veterans like Li Guang, but also among the new generation of generals, people who have lost their time and lost their way have always emerged one after another.

There is no way, distinguishing directions in the vast grassland has always been a big problem.

Even experienced veterans will also miss their heads.

Zhang Yue waved his hand and said, "The use of this thing is very simple. You can discuss it later!"

"Now, I will discuss this matter with you guys..."

Walking to the sand table, Zhang Yue waved and asked everyone to lean over, and then said, "Please look, Munan Geography, that's it..."

“The terrain is flat, and there are almost no dangerous mountains…”

"However, its climate changes are very large!"

“To be precise, Munan only has two seasons in summer and winter!”

"Even in summer, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, especially from March to April. The sun shines brightly during the day, but the night and day may turn into ice, and sometimes snow will fall!"

"So, the whole army must keep warm and cold at night!"

"No!" All generals and officials respectfully accepted the order.

Zhang Yue did not put too much effort into this matter, because in fact, both the soldiers and horses of Huwu Hengdu and Changshui Captain should be able to adapt to such a climate.

So, he went straight to the topic: "You and others must know that Wu Heng has been controlled by the champion Zhong Jinghou, and since he moved to Munan, he has been divided into nine parts..."

"Three of these nine tribes moved inwardly, and the remaining six tribes still lived outside the border, preparing Hu for the Han Dynasty and serving as barriers..."

"I am here by the order now, mainly for the six outer tribes of the Frontier!"

"These six tribes are Hu She, Xian Yu, Helan, Nanchi, Chiwan, Zhushui..." Zhang Yue's hand was on the sand table, and he inserted small flags onto the entire Munan prairie.

"Akamaru is outside the Youbeiping Frontier and is nomadic between Liaodong, so I will not mention it yet!" Zhang Yue first eliminated a tribe in the northernmost direction.

It is also the smallest tribe, with a total population of only 30,000, and it would be amazing to win two or three thousand soldiers.

"And outside the Yanmen, the main active ones are Hushe, Xianyu, Nanchi, and the waters..."

"The Nanchi tribe is nomadic in the Nanchi area. It is close to the Han Pass and has always been loyal to the emperor. There are dozens of soldiers in the Changshui Captain, who were born in the Nanchi tribe..."

"So, for Nanchi, I mainly want to appease and encourage!

"The Ministry of Waters is nomadic in the area of ​​the former Huns Longcheng..." Zhang Yue chuckled and said, "Although this document has been repeated in recent years due to the death of the old man, people's hearts are in the Han Dynasty and can be mainly shocked!"

Whether it is war or politics, it is very necessary to distinguish between the enemy and us from the primary and secondary.

At least, Zhang Yue is used to this.

He will not make enemies at will, and once he makes enemies, he will fight to the death!

So, he looked over the Nanchi on the sand table and looked at the distant Munan heart.

The Hushe tribe active near the Hanhai Desert and the Xianyu tribe located in the central Munan.

After thinking for a moment in his mind, he pointed to Hushe.

"This time, our combat target is it!"

"Hushe tribe!"

"General Sima!" Zhang Yue turned around and looked at Sima Xuan and said, "Please introduce the situation of the town and the situation of the victory in this unit!"

When Sima Xuan heard this, he lowered his head and respectfully, and then stepped forward and said, "The Hushe tribe was originally the remaining tribe of Heishui Wuheng. After moving to Munan with General Cavalry, he was placed in the area of ​​Zhize. Because the leader at that time was named: Hushe, he became the Hushe tribe..."

"Zhi Ze used to be the pastures of the Lan family and Huyan family of the Xiongnu. It is said that the Lan family's ancestral home is nearby... Therefore, this area has prosperous water and grass and dense lakes, which is one of the best grasslands in Munan!"

"After more than twenty years of rest and recuperation, the Huns fleeing tribes and slaves were absorbed and subdued. Now this tribe is nearly 8,000 with a population of tens of thousands. According to estimates, the winning soldiers can be drawn at the limit of 5,000 cavalry!"

"Since five years ago, the old man passed away, the new leader named Hushe Tuge, this man is ambitious and has the intention of keeping an unjust!"

"There is evidence that the Emperor Qin envoy Ren Gong was assassinated, which is inseparable from him!" Sima Xuan said, so he took out a silk book from his arms and raised it to everyone: "This is some of the results of Huwu Hengduwei. The investigations over the past few days are pointed out that the assassin passed through the territory of Hushe tribe and came to Nanchi. After assassination of Qin envoy returned the same way..."

When Zhang Yue heard this, he immediately took over the conversation and said to the generals: "The wolf in Hushe tribe is ambitious and madly boasts this, which really shocked me!"

"This is a serious crime of deviating from the Emperor and disrespect!"

"How can you sit there?"

When the generals heard this, they immediately raised their arms and shouted: "I wish to follow the angels and get rid of this traitor!"

No one asked to see the piece of cloth in Sima Xuan's hand.

Of course, if someone wants to see it, Zhang Yue won’t give it!

How can state secrets be read casually?

In fact, there was no text or evidence on that piece of cloth.

It was just a blank piece of cloth that Zhang Yue asked Sima Xuan to take temporarily.

The reason for this is that Zhang Yue is not willing to buy a can of washing powder.

In fact, such 'evidence' can declare His existence, but it must not be forged.

If you forge it, you may deceive the king.

If someone takes the handle of the monarch, it will be uncomfortable for the rest of your life.

So, just play this.

In this way, there will be no mistake at all.

Even if someone wants to make trouble, Zhang Yue will just find an excuse and send him away, it will be broken, and it will disappear.

In a tense battle, anything can happen.

And the reason is that Hushe tribe is chosen as a breakthrough.

It is purely because Zhang Yue carefully studied the population, livestock and wealth of the Hushe and Xianyu tribes, and found that although the Hushe tribe and the Xianyu tribe were almost the same as the two items of unofficial and ambitiousness.

However, the population and livestock of Hushe Ministry far exceed that of the Xianyu Ministry.

Especially cattle and sheep, conservatively estimated that the Hushe Ministry has maintained at least 800,000 cattle and sheep, and there are more than 100,000 horses.

In comparison, the 300,000 cattle and sheep from the Xianyu tribe are obviously not enough to see!
Chapter completed!