Chapter 60: The Catastrophe is Coming

The sound of the hooves is like thunder, shaking the eardrums. The Huns are a horse-backed nation. They have grown on horseback since childhood. They will know that there are many people coming at the first glance. Moreover, their horses are very majestic, otherwise there would not be such a majestic sound of hooves.

Who else can be besides the elite of the Huns?

“Utra!”

The old man who wanted to divide the sphere of influence but did not divide it into pieces first reacted first, shouted long live, and then said loudly: "Did you all hear it? These are warriors of the Great Huns. Their horses under their crotch are very majestic. They must have come with good news! They must have fought the Han army and lost their flowers!"

This dream is really speechless.

However, the Huns believed in it without doubt and cheered in unison, "Utra! Utra!"

Listening to the cheers, Zhou Yang smiled slightly. This is not the first time he encountered such a thing. Last time the Han army was very troubled, he encountered countless times, and the Han army has been a joke.

"Hurry up! Pour the horse's breasts, cut off the lamb, and offer it to the warriors of the Great Huns!"

The old men of the Niuman tribe were particularly smart and good at showing their etiquette. At this moment, if they were flattered properly, they would get help from the Huns' army. Then, their Niuman tribe would get more Han farmland, Han slaves, porcelain, tea, and silk. This benefit would needless to say.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the men and women of the Niuman tribe were busy pouring horse breasts and cutting mutton. Their movements were so fast that in just one breath, the whole piece of mutton was piled on a plate, and the steaming horse breasts were poured out one by one.

As old as a spirit, the elderly from other tribes have the intention of pleasing themselves and ordering their clan members to work hard.

Holding the horse's breasts and holding the mutton, men and women, standing straight in tribes, lined up in a long row, waiting for the appearance of the Huns warriors.

The sound of hooves was getting closer and closer. Not long after, with the moonlight, we could finally see the black shadows galloping towards us. Although we couldn't see clearly, these people were tall, needless to say, they must be warriors of the Huns and the most elite warriors. Otherwise, they would not have been able to have this outfit.

As a result, the herds were even more happy and cheered in unison: "Kunlun God!"

"The Huns were dizzy and regarded us as the Huns!" Zhao Ponuchi was beside Zhou Yang, a little funny: "It seems that we didn't beat them hard enough and didn't wake them up."

Zhou Yang held back his laughter and teased: "You can't blame them! Who told us to come behind them when the Huns army came? No one wants to get such a thing."

"That's right, only the general wants it!" Zhao Ponu raised his thumb and exclaimed.

Junchen Shanyu led an army of 500,000, and came in full force. Logically, the Han army should have fought with all its might. It was impossible to leave the Han territory, and it was even more impossible to bypass the Huns and burrow into their rear to raid the Huns' camp.

It was precisely because the Huns could not imagine that this was the art of war: to use troops surprisingly!

"Zhao Ponu, what will they react when you say we are swaggeringly?" Zhou Yang frowned.

"Master, do you still remember our camp of the Poh Ahu tribe? I think they are the same as the Ahu tribe's thoughts and will not doubt it." Zhao Ponu blurted out without thinking, and explained the whole story: "The Huns didn't expect that even if we said it was the Han army, they might not believe it."

"If this is the case, we will save a lot of trouble." With the moonlight, Zhao Ponu saw a flash of sharp light in Zhou Yang's eyes, and his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky: "The order: If the Huns treat us, let go of food and drink. If they eat and drink enough, we will kill them again. If the Huns recognize us, they will take action ruthlessly!"

This is a preparation for both hands. Although the matter of the Ahu tribe is impressive, there is no such good luck. It is like this every time, and you still have to make sufficient preparations to start as soon as you meet.

"Eat him! Drink him! Kill him!" Zhao Ponu was so excited that flames appeared on his face, and he praised him loudly: "Wonderful!"

The Huns gave things, first eat and drink, and then kill them. Can such a strange thing be found in this world? Who would be unfair to encounter such a thing?

After the order was passed, the Han army slowed down. Of course, they did not relax their vigilance.

Zhou Yang rode his horse to the edge of Que'er Lake and saw a bonfire. The Huns lined up a long queue. They either poured horse breasts or cut into pieces of mutton. Everyone had a smile on their faces, as if they were New Year's Day.

"What a hospitality!" Zhou Yang had to sigh.

"My lord, you are wearing the clothes of the Han army and carrying the sword of the Han army. How many Han army have you killed?" The old man from the Niu Man tribe took a step forward and began to flatter: "My lord is a hero, with a high martial arts skills, and he is worthy of being a warrior of the Great Huns!"

"I said I was the Han army, do you believe it?" Zhou Yang asked in the words of the Huns.

Zhou Yang has a very good memory. In these days, the Xiongnu words have improved greatly and speak in a straight voice. Even the Xiongnu people in front of him are just like this.

"Sir, you are really good at joking. How can the Han people get here?" The old man from Luoyue tribe stepped forward and handed the horse's breast in front of Zhou Yang: "Please drink this bowl of sir!"

Zhou Yang and the others were clearly here to kill the Huns, but the Huns actually treated them like guests. If Zhou Yang had not experienced it personally, he would not have believed that there was such a strange thing in this world.

"Take it!" Zhou Yang took the horse's breasts, took it warm, and drank it a few sips, which was very comfortable.

A beautiful Hun girl next to her twisted her beautiful figure and drifted like the wind, handing the mutton on her plate to Zhou Yang. Her watery eyes were aimed at Zhou Yang, as if she was conveying alternative information.

"Sir, this is the beauty of our Luoyue Department. Her singing voice is beautiful, and her dancing posture is as agile as an eagle..." The old man from Luoyue Department began to introduce Zhou Yang, and the meaning was very clear. If Zhou Yang liked her, he could push her back, push her back, and push her as much as she wanted.

He warmly welcomed the enemy, gave warm horse breasts, delicious mutton, and used a beautiful girl to lure him. Even though Zhou Yang had good psychological qualities, he felt like he was dreaming when he was in this relationship. If he hadn't sat steadily, he would have fallen from the horse's back.

Are they stupid or smart?

Zhou Yang didn't know how to evaluate them anymore.

To be precise, they should be said to be arrogant and arrogant enough to not take the Han people seriously.

"It's very tiring to fight. Let's eat and drink first." Zhou Yang copied the hand and took the meat plate over, grabbed the mutton and started eating it.

Zhao Ponu and the others had similar experiences to Zhou Yang. The only difference was that there was no beautiful girl anymore, with enough horse breasts and mutton, so how much they needed.

The reason why Zhou Yang was treated like this was because Zhou Yang was their leader. The leader of the Huns had no age limit and was hereditary system. Even a three-year-old baby might be the leader of a tribe. Zhou Yang led the army with a weak crown was normal in the Huns and would not arouse the suspicion of the Huns.

"You, send someone to call everyone, and say that the Great Shanyu has good news to you." Zhou Yang ordered while gnawing on the mutton.

"Go quickly! The Great Huns won the battle, and the Great Shanyu wanted to give us the homes of the Han people to be a ranch!" Several old men rushed to urge them, their eyes three points brighter than the stars in the sky.

With just one breath, the sound of hooves rang, and the Huns rode their horses and went to convey the orders.

"Do you all know?" Zhou Yang was shocked and wondered at first. They could really think about it. He was so whimsical. Then he thought about it, this was an excuse to stabilize them and he didn't even point it out.

"Sir, do you still have to think about this? The Great Shanyu dispatched a 500,000 army this time. If he could not defeat the Han people, would he still be the Great Huns?" The old man from the Niuman tribe said excitedly: "If you get the land of the Han people, you will naturally be rewarded for us as a ranch!"

"The Han people's crops are fertile and strong. They are used to feed cattle and sheep, which is fat and strong." The old man from Luoyuemen was unwilling to let it go, so he added: "Sir, we Luoyuemen have many mouths and more women with moving singing. Please give us a few good words to Da Shanyu." His old eyes glanced at the beautiful girl, and he couldn't understand the meaning.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Zhou Yang almost laughed out loud.

The herdsmen surrounded Zhou Yang and the others, handing over food and drink, and asking questions. The most common questions were where the Huns had fought and whether they had fought to Chang'an.

The Huns knew about Chang'an. As for where they were, they didn't know. As they thought, they could fight with just a beat.

The soldiers responded calmly and did not make any mistakes.

Several old men surrounded Zhou Yang and showed their utmost care. From time to time, they waved the flags in their hands, saying that they wanted to sew them by women in their tribe, so as not to reach the Han territory, without the flags, they would not be able to grab the plump pasture.

Zhou Yang heard it in his ears and hated it in his heart, but he was evasive in his mouth.

"Get it!"

There were constant sounds of hooves, and herdsmen came in groups of three or five, with their families coming. The more people gathered, and when Zhou Yang and his friends were full and had enough food and drink, more than 10,000 Xiongnu herdsmen arrived.

It's almost done, you can do it. Zhou Yang thought in his heart, wiped his hands on his clothes, wiped his mouth, and burped, and was very satisfied. This is the most special meal Zhou Yang has ever had in his life, and it doesn't work if he is not satisfied.

Looking at the past and present, such strange things are absolutely rare.

Zhou Yang waved his hand and the Han soldiers dispersed, surrounding the Hun herders in the middle, pressing their hands on the Han sword, staring at the herders, which was their prey.

"I will tell you the good news now." Zhou Yang pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes flashed, and he shouted: "I have to congratulate you, you have summoned the Kunlun God!"

"Sir, what you said..." The old man from Niu Man tribe was surprised and wanted to ask clearly.

Zhou Yang pulled out the Han Jian and said, "You all have to die! You have to die now!"

A sword light flashed, and the old man from the Niu Man tribe flew up for a long time, a scoop of blood splattered far away, and the few people around him were sprayed on it.

Under the moonlight, a gray head flew in the air, his mouth wide open, and he kept opening and closing, making a "cuckoo" sound. Without thinking, he must be asking why Zhou Yang suddenly attacked him.

He would never get the answer to this question. He hit the ground and turned it a few times, and there was no more movement.

The warm blood brought them back from the dreamy beauty. The person in front of them was the Han army! They actually warmly welcomed the Han army to drink horse breasts and eat mutton. Isn’t this blind?

But how could the Han army come here?

If you don't believe it, the Han army that was slashing with Han swords seemed like a god. They wouldn't be able to believe it. If you want to believe it, you can't figure out why the Han army has arrived here. This is Queer Lake, the hinterland of the Huns. Not to mention, there is still a 500,000 Huns army in their faces.

Whether they believe it or not, it doesn't matter now. Because the Han army's chopping is the best answer, their question can only be asked for advice from their great god, Kunlun God.

The head was thrown away, blood was splattered, the limbs and arms were broken, everywhere. In just a short while, the beautiful Queer Lake became a slaughterhouse.

The corpses on the ground were layer by layer, and more than 10,000 Hun herders, but none of them escaped, were all made of the dead souls under the sword of the Han army.

They are celebrating here!

Celebrate their imagined victory!

Celebrate their imagined ranch!

Celebrating their imagination of Han slaves!

Celebrating their imagination of silk, tea, porcelain...

Now, they can only celebrate with the Kunlun God!

"Long live the great man!"

The Han army carried the blood-dropped Han sword and cheered loudly, and the cheers went straight to the sky.

"Turn out the horses and set fire!" Zhou Yang ordered.

Horses were something urgently needed by the Han Dynasty and must be taken away. With horses, the Han Dynasty could build large-scale cavalry, and with cavalry, it could better attack the Huns.

As for cattle and sheep, the number of Han soldiers was limited, and they could not take them away, and they could not kill them. There were too many, and there was only one way to deal with them, that was to set fire.

Even if you cannot burn to death, without the grass, you will starve the cattle and sheep to death.

Without cattle and sheep, the 500,000 army of Junchen Shanyu would have no food, and the morale of the army would be weakened, making it easier to defeat him.

As soon as the order was passed, the Han army first drove the horses together. The horses were locked in the tabernacle, and it was no trouble. Soon, countless horses were gathered together, and from a distance, a large area was filled with darkness.

The next thing was even simpler, and the Han soldiers started setting fires. They took out sulfur, saltpeter, and oil and other fire-induced objects and set fires everywhere.
To be continued...