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The summer in the grassland is cooler than that in Shangjun. Although there are no trees to shade it, because the place is open, it is not as hot as in Shangjun. But now Harile has run so hard that his whole body feels like he just came out of the water.

As if fished out, he was followed by several of his cronies, but their horses had fallen dead a few miles away.

He never thought that his decision to advance into the center of the grassland would lead to the complete destruction of his tribe. Now not only the people in the tribe have become other people's slaves, and the cattle and sheep have become other people's livestock, but even his own life may be at risk.

He couldn't keep it any longer. As he ran forward, he looked back to see if anyone was catching up behind him.

It has been three days. In these three days, he has killed five horses. The number of guards has changed from fifty to three. What makes him even more uncomfortable is that he only ate some dried meat while running.

There was no chance to stop and rest. At this time, a small river appeared in front of him. Harile ran up and picked up a handful of water with his hands and poured it on his face, letting the cold water flow down his face.

He went to relieve the scorching heat on his body. Then he picked up a large handful of water and poured it into his mouth. He had not had a sip of water for a day and a half. Several other guards also ran up and poured the water into his mouth.

He buried his head in the water and drank heartily.

Just when Harile took a deep breath and was about to run away again, he heard the sound of a bowstring, and then heard a sound. One of the guards had an arrow in his neck and fell into the water. The clear river water suddenly

His body was dyed bright red. Then he heard the intensive sound of bowstrings, and he felt something suddenly entered his body. He looked down and found that his body was full of arrows. He opened his mouth to say something,

But he could no longer make a sound. Then he fell down, and the only thing fixed in his eyes was the blazing sun.

Dozens of people came out from the other side of the river, armed with bows and arrows, wearing nothing on their upper bodies and only some animal skins around their lower bodies. After they looked at the bodies of Harile and the others for a while, one of them said: "It should be him, we

The military advisor really has a good plan. He told us to ambush him where there is a water source, so we can definitely kill him. Hahahaha!"

Another person also echoed: "Yes, we will cut off their heads right now so that we can report to the master." After saying that, he took out the scimitar from his waist and cut off the heads of Harile and others with a few strokes.

They came down. They whistled to each other, got on their horses and headed west. Only four headless corpses were left on the ground, half sinking and half floating in the river...

The soldiers carried the heads of Harile and the other four people and ran into a continuous tent area. Most of them were young and strong Huns warriors. There were only a few slaves guarding their cattle and sheep. In the largest tent in the middle

At this time, there were bursts of cheers.

Several people walked quickly towards the big tent, and when they entered, they saw two strong warriors wrestling. Their hands were entangled and their four feet were also entangled. It was obvious that they were at the last moment. Watch it here

There are two people wrestling here. One of them looks young, but he is very burly and his eyes are always slightly closed. They are not naked because of the hot weather like many Huns. Instead, they are wearing a linen cloth.

clothes. If Harile was still alive, the other person would definitely recognize him, and would even rush up and chop him with a knife, because he was Ji Du who encouraged Harile to send troops to attack Shanggu. Now, not only is he not in despair, but he has become a guest.

In front of the two of them was a small table with carved patterns that was rare in the Xiongnu. On the small table was an enviable copper basin, which contained mutton.

The young man was picking up a piece of meat from the basin, tearing it in half with his hands, and then handed one half to Ji Du. Ji Du frowned slightly. He really couldn't stand eating like this, but he

Still smiling, he took the mutton, put it in his mouth and started chewing it.

Seeing those people coming in, the young man asked: "How's it going? Have you killed those guys who escaped?"

"Yes." One of them strode to the side and sat down and said, "We were waiting by the Gena River, and they did come, so we shot him to death. These are their heads."

The head was thrown to the ground.

Ji Du suddenly took out such a bloody and unappetizing thing while eating, which was really too much for Ji Du, but the young man didn't feel it at all. After looking at the head carefully, he said: "It should be him. You guys did a good job.

Among the people he brought, you can choose three women you want to be your slaves." Several people were overjoyed when they heard this and sat there hurriedly to express their gratitude.

Then they continued to watch the wrestling between the two warriors. But Ji Du was not interested in this kind of trick that relied solely on physical strength. He took a sip of kumiss and smacked it for a long time to get rid of the sour smell before swallowing it and said:

"Prince Moton, now that you have acquired so many slaves and wealth, don't you plan to talk to your father Touman?"

"Tell him?" Mao Dun said bitterly, "Then he will order me to give half of those things to my so-called brother. How can I give the things that my warriors paid for with their blood and lives to that trash?

"As he said this, he took a big sip of kumiss angrily.

Ji Du looked at his angry look and felt very proud of his provocation. Now that he was a strategist in Maodun, he was going to help Maodun become the king of the Huns - Chanyu. Only in this way could he

Use the power of the Xiongnu to attack Qin and avenge the victims of Yan.

Mo Dun seemed very unhappy after hearing his question, and suddenly shouted: "Get out of here, I want to rest!"

The people next to him heard his angry shouting and didn't know who had offended him. They stood up and walked out. The tent soon became quiet, leaving only Mao Dun and Ji Du.

"Why is the prince so angry? You should be happy that you got Naharile's head today." Ji Du asked knowingly.

"Hmph, I get angry when I think of my useless good-for-nothing brother." Modun took another swig of wine and said angrily.

Ji Du narrowed his eyes: "Isn't it good that he is a waste? That way when the prince becomes the Great Chanyu, no one will compete with you for the Great Chanyu's position."

"Do you think I can take the position of the Great Chanyu without him competing with me?" Moton asked.

"What do you mean by this?" Since he was pretending not to understand, Ji Du decided to pretend to the end.

"Have you forgotten how you and I met?"

"Of course I remember. That was when I wanted to go to Yueshi..." Ji Du recalled.

Ji Du left Harile's tribe more than a year ago and rushed to the depths of the grassland in order to find another powerful helper to help him. After the failure of the last trip to the valley, he understood that if he wanted to deal with the Qin Dynasty, it was not possible.

A small tribe like the Tieda tribe could do the job, so he wanted to find the real hero on the grassland. But when he found Touman Chanyu, the Chanyu of the Huns, the old man had already been beaten by the Qin army led by Meng Tian.

He was afraid and did not dare to come to the border of the Central Plains. In desperation, he could only continue to the west to find a tribe called Yueshi, hoping to get their help.

Unexpectedly, after arriving at the Yuezhi, he unexpectedly discovered that the Huns were attacking the Yuezhi. During that battle, he kindly rescued a young man who was besieged by dozens of Yuezhi people but still showed no fear. Originally, he

The purpose of saving this man was to find a capable bodyguard for himself, but later he found out that this man was actually Mao Dun, the heir of the Xiongnu Chanyu. So he changed his mind and became Mao Dun's confidant.

I believe that as long as Maodun becomes the Great Chanyu, he will definitely bring the Xiongnu cavalry to give Qin a fatal blow.

"You only know that I was besieged in Yuezhi, but you don't know why I was besieged." Mao Dun said and took another sip of wine.

"I really don't know about this. As a prince, he should have someone to protect him." Ji Du followed his words and asked.

"Just because I am a hostage in the Yuezhi!" Mao Dun continued with a curse word, "Touman just wants my life and wants the Yuezhi people to get angry and kill me, so that he can justifiably let me go.

His good-for-nothing brother succeeded him as Shan Yu."

"Ah? So that's it." Ji Du pretended to be surprised. In fact, he had already learned the whole story from some people's mouths. At the same time, he fanned the flames and said, "I didn't expect Touman Chanyu to be so unhappy."

I miss the love between father and son."

"He only knows how to favor that woman, so he wants her son to be a chanyu. Since I blocked the way of that good-for-nothing, Touman will naturally think of getting rid of me in order to please that woman." After saying this bitterly,

After drinking all the wine, Mao Dun felt a little dizzy.

"Then the prince will just let it go?" Ji Du provoked.

"Touman was actually very happy to see that I was back. He also gave me the leadership of his 10,000 elite soldiers. It seems that he still wants me to be Shanyu. He just wants to make that loser live a better life. I

It's just that I don't like that loser. I think that the position of Shan Yu still belongs to me, so I won't think about the past." Mao Dun was a bit tongue-tied.

Ji Du looked at Maodun and said, "Are you sure that there won't be a next time for the prince? Won't that woman encourage Shan Yu to do unfavorable things to you again so that his son can ascend to the throne?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Mao Dun couldn't think clearly. After scratching his head, he figured out what he meant. "You mean they want to kill me?"

"Yes, we Central Plains people like to say that it is called eradicating the roots. Since they have taken the first step, they will naturally follow the second and third steps."

"Then what should I do?" Moton asked with narrowed eyes.

"It's better to strike first!" Ji Du blurted out.
Chapter completed!