Chapter 21: Going straight to Dragon City

"This is too exaggerated!" Zhou Yang looked at the statistics, was surprised and stroked his forehead and smiled: "This is also a good thing. The Huns are no longer powerful!"

"That's right! The Huns' combat power is not as good as us, and it's time for us to take revenge!" Zhang Piqiang was very happy: "For so many years, the Huns have been suppressing the Han Dynasty, so there is no matter how the Han Dynasty has suppressed the Huns! This time, we not only suppressed the Huns, but also ate the Huns to death!"

"Yes! Yes!" Li Guang and the others agreed in unison.

"Yeah!" Zhou Yang nodded and expressed his deep agreement.

Although the Han army won a great victory in that battle a few years ago, the Han army was under too much pressure. As the commander, Zhou Yang knew better than anyone else how much pressure was.

At that time, the Han army wanted cavalry but no cavalry, sharp weapons but no sharp weapons, advanced tactics but no advanced tactics, nothing was needed, and they didn't dare to fight the Huns in field battles. For this reason, Zhou Yang tried his best and racked his brains to use all the methods he could use, so that he could win.

Now, the Han army is just the opposite. They have whatever they want, cavalry, powerful crossbow, mob sword, war horse, spear, hand crossbow, ring-headed sword... As long as Zhou Yang wants, the Han Dynasty can take it out. There is no need to worry about how much you want and how much you have.

I have been in the Han Dynasty for several years and have fought many big and small wars. In this battle, Zhou Yang fought the most convenient and satisfactory because it was a "rich war".

"The next thing is to collect the land!" Zhou Yang looked somber and began to assign tasks: "The Donghu is very big. Although we destroyed the Donghu, wiped out the Wuhuan, and defeated the Huns, the place we can control is not big. We have to take this opportunity to start collecting the land. The entire army is scattered and each collects the land. Wei Qing!"

"The last one is here!" Wei Qing took a step forward and took the order loudly.

"You lead your army to Goguryeo!" Zhou Yang ordered loudly.

Goguryeo, North Korea is now!

"No!" Wei Qing answered the order.

"Li Guang went west, Gongsun He went north, Gongsun Jian went east!" Zhou Yang glanced at the generals.

"No!" Li Guang and the others stood up straight, raised their chests and answered their orders loudly.

"I would like to remind you: From now on, Donghu is the land of the Han Dynasty. You must not kill yourself, you must restrain the three armies and do not violate them!" Zhou Yang's eyes were bright and he looked at the generals: "Of course, those who do not want to surrender to the Han Dynasty will be killed without mercy, and there is no need to show mercy!"

"No!" The generals' response sounded, as if thunder was roaring.

Zhou Yang waved his hand and quickly stepped out of the tent and led the Han army to collect the land.

"Second Uncle, you still have to do this governance." Zhou Yang looked at Zhang Piqiang and smiled: "Now, land collection is just a marching, it will be very smooth, and the area will increase suddenly. No one can manage it well except you."

The Donghu has been destroyed, the Wuhuan, Xianbei, and Xiongnu, and these factors that hinder the Han army from collecting land no longer exist. As long as the Han army goes, they must surrender. The land has increased quite quickly. Apart from Zhang Piqiang, there is no one who can handle this matter. Even Zhou Yang is not good at dealing with this matter, so Zhang Piqiang must take charge of it.

"Don't worry, coach, I will deal with this matter!" Zhang Piqiang happily accepted the order.

The land was very smooth and there was almost no resistance. There were only sporadic battles. For the Han army, a charge could be solved, even Goguryeo, who also surrendered to the wind and wanted to join the Han Dynasty.

The region has increased too quickly. Although Zhang Piqiang has extraordinary political talents, he is busy all the time, so Zhou Yang has to help.

With the efforts of the two, the Donghu land was ordered to be included in the Han Dynasty.

In addition, Zhou Yang selected many Donghu people, brought them into the army, trained them, and prepared to fight with the Huns.

Chang'an, Weiyang Palace, Yilan Palace.

Emperor Jing looked haggard and leaned against the soft couch. Meiren Wang held the medicine bowl and was feeding Emperor Jing spoon by spoonful.

"This medicine is really bitter!" Emperor Jing sighed softly: "Don't get sick if you are sick, you have to suffer if you are sick!"

"Your Majesty, look at what you said, can the medicine not be bitter?" Wang Meiren smiled slightly and looked charming: "Good medicine is bitter, and bitter medicine is good medicine."

"It's not clear, it's not clear!" Emperor Jing shook his head and disagreed: "The Huns have fought against the Han Dynasty for decades, which has made the Han Dynasty miserable. Could it be that the Huns are also a good medicine?"

"Your Majesty, where did you say you went?" Wang Meiren said angrily: "This is taking medicine, that is a state affairs, a different matter."

"Whether medicine or the Huns are the ones that make me suffer!" Emperor Jing rolled his eyes: "The most painful thing is the Huns. I have suffered for decades! The late emperor, Emperor Gaozu, who doesn't make me suffer for the Huns?"

"Dongdong!"

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded, and Liu Che, Master Yan, Shen Gong, Dong Zhongshu, Zhou Yafu and others walked in quickly, with joy on their faces. Liu Che walked as lightly as the wind, as if floating.

"I've seen my father!" Liu Che floated to Emperor Jing's couch a few times and greeted Emperor Jing.

"Crown Prince, is there any happy events? Is there any good news from Zhou Yang?" Emperor Jing raised his eyebrows and his face was filled with joy.

"Father, it's not a good news..." Liu Che's words began and interrupted Emperor Jing: "Well! Have you lost the battle?"

"Father, let me finish my words!" Liu Che sat down, raised his fist, punched Emperor Jing's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Father, this is a great victory! A great victory!" His mouth was so smiled that he cracked into lotus.

"What great news is not good news? Good news is good news!" Emperor Jing frowned, a little unhappy.

"Your Majesty, you don't know. This is really a great victory!" Mr. Shen took over the conversation with a smile: "I have never had any great victory!"

"Mr. Shen, what's wrong with you? Tell me clearly!" Emperor Jing's face sank.

"No!" Shen Gong was pleased to accept the order: "Your Majesty, this good news is different, and it is different from the great victory in the Great Wall..."

"Duke Shen, how did you speak? You, a scholar, are confused and talked for a long time, but you haven't said it yet." Emperor Jing couldn't help but complain.

"Haha!" Shen Gong not only ignored it, but laughed even more happily: "Emperor, Rong Chen finished his words. Although the Great Wall Victory, the Han Dynasty achieved an unprecedented victory and killed 500,000 Huns' army into ruin. However, the Han Dynasty suffered heavy casualties, and all the soldiers were injured and killed more than 100,000 in battle. How tragic it was."

"What do you mean is that our price is very small?" The person who was enlightened and understood as soon as he heard it, his tiger's eyes suddenly opened wide and asked, "How many casualties are we?"

"Your Majesty, we have to exchange for fifty Huns. If we exchange for fifty, we don't dare to think or think!" Master Yan took over the conversation and kept shaking his head: "Oh my God, it's just like this that people like Sun Wu are underground!"

"Fifty?" Emperor Jing suddenly turned over and sat up, his eyes staring like a copper bell, his tone was high, as if he saw an enemy, and he shouted: "Master Yan, did you not tell a lie?"

You can't blame Emperor Jing. Once you change to fifty, this is a very shocking casualty comparison. It has appeared several times in history, but no one knows it. I only know one thing, this is a rare thing.

For decades, the Huns have suppressed the Han Dynasty and the casualties of the Han Dynasty have remained high. It is often a Hun, and it has to be replaced by several Han people, or even dozens of Han people, to be replaced by another Hun. Now, it has actually been reversed, and it is fifty Huns that can be replaced by another Han army.

With such a high casualty ratio, even if the Huns suppressed the Han Dynasty before, it was nothing. It was not difficult to believe it at first glance, but it was very difficult!

Liu Che grabbed a robe and put it on Emperor Jing's shoulder, and smiled and said, "Father, I can't believe it either, but it was a war report written by my brother-in-law. Can it be fake?"

"Didn't Zhou Yang falsely report it?" Emperor Jing was still a little unbelievable.

"Prince, please check it out." Dong Zhongshu smiled and took out the bamboo slips and handed them to Emperor Jing.

Emperor Jing stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his hand. He spread the bamboo slips and browsed it. His tiger eyes became bigger and bigger, bigger than the cow's eyes. He stared at the good news, his hands kept shaking, and he stammered: "This is this..."

"Father, do you not believe in your brother-in-law?" Liu Che asked with a smile.

"Gu!" Emperor Jing made a strange sound in his throat, but he didn't say anything.

"Your Majesty, this matter is a bit unbelievable, but this is a memorial written by Shuai Zhou, and there will be no false!" Dong Zhongshu hurriedly reminded.

"This matter is too unbelievable. However, this was written by Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang said it again and again, and he couldn't believe it. After repeated verification, it was accurate. Can I not believe it?" Emperor Jing grabbed the bamboo slip tightly, jumped up suddenly, raised his head to the sky, and laughed: "Haha! Haha!"

"Haha!" Emperor Jing laughed constantly, and he was constantly walking around the hall, as fast as flying.

"Oh my God! One is fifty, and Sun Wu, Shang Yang, Meng Tian and others underground are just like this, but that's it!" Emperor Jing was excited and kept saying: "The army of the Han Dynasty is so fierce, why worry about not destroying the Huns? Why worry about not destroying the Huns?"

Before this battle, although we knew that the Han army had a strong combat power, far exceeding the Huns, we did not expect that it was so powerful. Such a huge difference in the battle ratio meant that the Huns stretched their necks and let the Han army chop them.

That was the Huns, the powerful Huns, who suppressed the Han Dynasty and fought against the Huns for decades. They were like pigs, and they had no power to fight back. How joyful it was! How exciting it was!

Emperor Jing laughed for a cup of tea, so that it was easy to calm down.

"Your Majesty, there is still a happy event!" Mr. Shen couldn't even close his mouth.

"Say, what's the matter?" Emperor Jing stood straight with his beard, as if he was about to pierce the sky.

"Emperor, the general cut off more than 20,000 surrendered Huns with one leg and one arm, asking them to climb and ask the Huns to climb back to Longcheng!" said Shen Gong loudly.

"Okay! The Huns are hateful, that's what they want!" Emperor Jing's eyes shone brightly: "If Shanyu knows, he will definitely be scared!"

"Yes!" Liu Che supported Emperor Jing and smiled: "Father, my brother-in-law did this just to send a letter to Shanyu. This letter is: See you in Longcheng!"

"See you in Longcheng!" Emperor Jing clenched his fist hard and praised loudly: "Well said! Well said! That's great! You can accompany this wine and bring wine! I want to drink a thousand cups!"

"Your Majesty, Mr. Cang said, you can't drink now, so don't drink!" Meiren Wang was so anxious that she hurriedly persuaded her.

"Mr. Cang's words are not trustworthy!" Emperor Jing waved his hand and smiled, "You can't drink such a beautiful thing, it's not human! You must drink it! You must drink it!"

"Father, this is the right thing to drink." Liu Che flashed at the beautiful woman Wang and smiled: "But, you can't just drink. We have to discuss how to meet Shanyu Longcheng!"

"Yes, yes!" Emperor Jing patted Liu Che's shoulder lightly and admired it very much: "Crown Prince, you have grown up and have insights! After this battle, the situation has changed drastically. The great man has already gained the strength to go to the desert. It is time to attack Longcheng directly! Come, we gather here, let's discuss it carefully."

"No!" Lord Father Yan and the others responded and sat together.

"Donghu not only needs to be taken over, but also needs to be managed well." Emperor Jing raised his eyebrows and pondered: "Zhang Piqiang is so talented that he cannot stay in Donghu, so he has to be transferred to the court. He asked Gongsun Hong to take a group of officials to Donghu and replace Zhang Piqiang. When the army was over triumphant, he and Zhou Yang returned to Beijing!"

This is what it should be. It is too wasteful to put talents like Zhang Piqiang in Donghu, and no one has any objections.

"Before the troops move, food and grass will go first. Although the border is now a strategy of immigrating to the border, it is no longer the same as before, but this is a life-and-death battle. We cannot be taken lightly. We still need to be fully prepared!" Emperor Jing continued: "Start mobilize money, grain, weapons, and weapons from the border to fight against the horses and men. After Zhou Yang trained, he will have a short rest and go straight to Longcheng!"

"Go straight to Longcheng!"

Liu Che, Zhou Yafu, Shen Gong, Dong Zhongshu, and the master Yan shouted in unison and clenched their fists.

Longcheng is the burial place of the Xiongnu Shanyu in all dynasties and the holy land of the Xiongnu. Countless people have said that this is a bold and inspiring word.

However, now it is no longer a bold statement, no longer an inspiring word, but a strategic decision!

The time for the strong Han army to attack Longcheng is ripe!

Emperor Jing turned around suddenly, looked north, and waved his right hand hard: "Longcheng is right in front! north!"

The light flashed in Emperor Jing’s tiger’s eyes, as bright as the scorching sun above the nine heavens!

The Shanyu royal court is nearly a thousand miles north of Longcheng.

The royal court is a general term, and there is no specific location. As long as the Shanyu is located, the royal court is the royal court.

At this time, there were many tabernacles, one by one, and the tabernacle was connected. I don’t know how many of them were. These tabernacles were no longer as they used to be, one in the east and one in the west, messy and disorderly, but orderly.

The patrolling Huns galloped around. These soldiers were elite soldiers from the Shanyu headquarters, tall and extremely strong. They were wearing armor, hanging scimitars on their waists, carrying hard bows and arrows, and a wooden stick on the hooks of weapons. They galloped and had extraordinary power.

On the field outside the royal court, white clouds are lingering, green grass is full of cattle and sheep. The herdsmen ride horses, wave horse whips, drive cattle and sheep away, and sing pastoral songs. The pastoral songs are melodious and beautiful, and a peaceful scene.

The tent of the military minister Shanyu was different from the ordinary tabernacle and was particularly generous. A flagpole in front of the tent was flying a royal flag.

In the king's tent, Junchen Shanyu was wearing a fur coat and not a leather hat. His naked head was exposed outside, and it was shiny and could catch up with the light bulb, but it saved a lot of oil.

Sitting firmly on the throne, holding the golden scepter in his left hand, his eyes were bright, and he looked at his ministers.

Today's Junchen Shanyu is no longer the former Junchen Shanyu. He has become much older, his beard is gray and there are many wrinkles on his face.

The military minister Shanyu, a few years ago, was extremely fierce and powerful. Today, the military minister Shanyu is full of old age, which is caused by Zhou Yang.

In that battle a few years ago, the Huns were defeated, with a large army of 500,000, and there were very few left. The military minister Shanyu never forgot to take revenge, exhausted his energy. In addition, although he could escape his life, his body had collapsed and he no longer had the energy he had before. After a few years, he was like this in front of him.

The throne under his butt is still the throne that Yi Zhixie had made in a hasty way, and he has been using it until now. The real throne is still in Chang'an and has become the spoils of the Han Dynasty. The reason why the military minister Shanyu did not recreate the throne was that he was determined to enter Chang'an and regain all the tokens of Shanyu.

The only token of Shanyu was the golden scepter in his hand.

On the short table in front of Junchen Shanyu, there was a roasted whole lamb and warm horse breasts. Junchen Shanyu pulled off a piece of lamb, stuffed it hard into his mouth, and chewed it hard: "Hou Chan'er has no news for several days. What do you think is this?"

Hou Chan'er has died, so there will naturally be no more war reports. However, the news of Hou Chan'er's death has not yet been reached, and Junchen Shanyu does not know it yet.

The ministers sat in their respective positions, eating meat and drinking horse breasts in big mouthfuls. They were so happy.

"According to me, Hou Chan'er must be chasing the Han army and has no time to report military information to the Great Shanyu."

"Han Army? You're so kind! That's a Han dog, a Han dog!"

"Yes! King Zuo Guli must be chasing Han Dog!"

"King Zuo Guli is the first powerful general of the Great Huns. He is skilled in the cavalry and is unparalleled in the world, and even a flying general cannot compare to it. When Hangou meets King Zuo Guli, he is looking for death! King Zuo Guli will definitely kill Hangou and become a defeated army!"

Hou Chaner's reputation was too high, and all the ministers were very convinced by him. Whenever he mentioned Hou Chaner, he had to blow the magic snails for him.

Junchen Shanyu, the military minister, nodded without stopping, and said, "This battle was planned by the Bank of China, which is very good! The Han army lured us to the hinterland of Donghu, and they were not the opponent of the Great Huns warriors. Their baggage was a big problem. It was too difficult to transport military rations from the Han territory. Even if Zhou Yang used Donghu cattle and sheep, it was not enough. At the speed of Hou Chan'er's march, even a wool would not be left to Zhou Yang."

"Haha!" The ministers laughed.

"Not to mention, in the heart of the Donghu, can the Han army do a great battle with the warriors of the Great Huns?" Yi Zhixie spoke slowly, his voice still so cold.

The land of Donghu, like the land of the Xiongnu, is an endless grassland. Can the Huns not win in a battle with the Huns in the desert?

The Bank of China said that it had snow-white hair, with a smile on its face, sitting in the corner, eating mutton quietly, drinking horse breasts, and covering its chest from time to time. Several years have passed, and he felt sorry for this problem that has not improved.

"As soon as the Donghu conquered, the Great Huns could fight against the Han people!" The military minister Shanyu laughed and said loudly: "For so many years, my Shanyu has worked hard to cleanse the shame! This time, my Shanyu must invade Chang'an and slaughter the Weiyang Palace! The woman who slept on the Han Emperor, drank the Han Emperor's wine and ate the Han Emperor's food!"

"Strike into Chang'an! Strike into Chang'an!" The ministers smiled as if they had already entered Chang'an.

"Da Shanyu!" At this moment, Ahu'er, covered in blood, stumbled in.

"Little Prince, why are you like this?" Junchen Shanyu looked at Ahu'er in surprise.
Chapter completed!