Maodun was the greatest Chanyu in the history of the Huns. He unified the various tribes of the Huns and integrated the Huns, which were originally a loose sand, for the first time, forming a terrible force, which was invincible in the desert, defeated the Donghu, walked through the Yuezhi, and controlled the string for 400,000 people. The strength of the Huns has never been seen in the ages.

His orders were followed by all nations, and no one dared not to obey him, and he became the king of the kings in the desert.

His heroic story is still praised by the Huns. He is the spiritual pillar of the Huns. Whenever the Huns are in a disadvantaged situation, they will recall the great Chanyu, pray to him, and ask him to bless him.

His tomb is the holy land of the Huns or the most sacred! Longcheng was the place where the bones buried by the Huns of the Xiongnu were buried in the minds of the Huns, and it was largely because Maodun Shanyu buried the bones here. Otherwise, Longcheng's status in the minds of the Huns would not have reached such a height, although it is still very sacred.

Now that Maodun's grave has fallen under the control of the Han army, Zhou Yang is standing on his grave to command the Han army. This alone is enough to make Zhou Yang scream with excitement.

Not to mention, what Zhou Yang commanded here was the battle to destroy the Huns. This battle was not to defeat the Huns, but to destroy the Huns! This was a wonderful thing, a matter of glory, and its significance was very great, far from being described by writing and ink.

Maodun once besieged Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang in Pingcheng, and almost captured Liu Bang alive. When the Han people mentioned this, they would grit their teeth and grit their teeth. It was a shame for the ages. Since the Three Kings and Five Emperors and to this day, which Chinese monarch has been besieged by foreign races? Liu Bang is the first person, and this is the only example in the history of Chinese for thousands of years.

In addition, Maodun also wrote a frivolous letter to Empress Dowager Lu, and made a pride of saying that he would sleep with Empress Dowager Lu. Empress Dowager Lu was disgusted by the Han people and did not have much favoritism towards her. However, as the mother of the country, she was insulted by this, which still made the Han people unacceptable. When it comes to this matter, her hatred for Maodun only increased and did not decrease.

Because, from the Three Kings and Five Emperors to the present, more than three thousand years have passed, no foreign leader has ever done such a thing, and no mother of the country has ever been so insulted!

It was precisely because this insult was too great that it was unbearable that Fan Kuai was angry and said, "I wish to get a hundred thousand people and run rampant among the Huns." It was just because the Han Dynasty was too weak at that time and could not go to war with the Huns. The angry Queen Mother Lu finally had to accept Chen Ping's suggestion and endure it.

This forbearance has been accumulated for decades, decades of hatred, and the Han people are always thinking about revenge on the Huns.

Zhou Yang stepped on Maodun's grave and his tombstone to command the battle to destroy the Huns. This is the best revenge against Maodun!

This is a very complete revenge, and it can be said to be perfect!

All of this is due to his own efforts and his own planning. Zhou Yang's excitement is hard to describe. At this moment, Zhou Yang's excitement was the most exciting moment in his two lives!

The Han soldiers were very happy, and everyone was grinning, thinking to themselves: I am standing in front of the grave of the old thief Maodun!

Not to mention how many Huns they killed, this matter alone is enough to highlight the ancestors. When he returns home, he can proudly say to his relatives: I watched the general step on the grave of the old thief Maodun command the battle!

"Dongdong!"

The drummer was particularly excited. As soon as Zhou Yang's order was passed, he used all his strength to beat the war drum desperately. The shocking war drum sounded particularly loudly and spread from afar.

This seemed far from venting their joy. They all raised their throats and shouted: "Kill all the Huns! The Han army is mighty!"

"The mighty and mighty Han army" is the battle call of the Han army. They have yelled countless times. Every time they yelled, they always make people excited. They will not have the feeling of floating up like they are now!

"The Grand Marshal has taken down the grave of the old thief Maodun!" Li Guang rode on the Fiery Sun Horse and loudly commanded the Han army to charge. Suddenly, he heard the sound of war drums coming from the northwest corner of Longcheng. He couldn't help but feel surprised. His gray beard couldn't help but shake. He waved his arms vigorously and shouted: "The Grand Marshal is commanding us to fight on the grave of the old thief Maodun!"

"The general has taken down the grave of the old thief Maodun!" This is tantamount to the Han army, with joy and energy, and it is like smoking opium and being as brave as a tiger.

"Old thief Maodun, you have today too!"

The soldiers of the Han army were very encouraged. Although it had been decades since Maodun surrounded Emperor Gaozu and insulted Emperor Gao, for the Han people, it was like yesterday, and they still remembered it fresh. Zhou Yang stepped on Maodun's grave to command the Han army's war. How happy and so exciting it was!

"The Grand Marshal must have stepped on the grave of the old thief Maodun!" On the other side, Cheng Buzhi's face was so excited that his face became hot.

Among all the Shanyu in the Huns, the Han people hated the most was Maodun, and Cheng Bushi fully utilized his imagination. I have to say that it was very accurate, because even if he did, he would do this! Only by doing this can he relieve himself!

"Dongdong!" The shocking war drum came from Maodun's grave, encouraging the hearts of the Han soldiers. Every drum sounded, the impact on the Han soldiers was very, very strong, like a dose of fierce medicine, which made their blood burn and the rush to kill even more fiercely.

The opposite of the excited Han army, the Huns listened to the drum sounds coming from Maodun’s tomb, and it felt that it was not the drum sounds, but the devil’s sound of destruction, as if the sky collapsed and the end of the world was coming.

"The tomb of the great Maodun Shanyu was occupied by the Han people!"

"Who do we tell us?"

"The Great Huns are finished! It's completely finished!"

The Huns were shocked to their hearts when they heard the drums, and they said all the despairing words. These days, the Huns could still hold on to the Han army because the tomb of Maodun Shanyu was still there. They could pray to the great Maodun Shanyu and complain to Maodun Shanyu, and they still had spiritual sustenance.

Now, this final sustenance fell into the hands of the Han army, which had a great blow to the Huns and completely destroyed the will of the Huns from the heart.

"Oh!" Many Huns sighed, and two lines of tears came out of their eyes. They looked unwillingly at the northwest of Longcheng. It was their most sacred place. Now, it is the territory of the Han army commander Zhou Yang.

The Huns who were still running away no longer fled, abandoned the scimitar in their hands, sat down on the ground weakly, as if they were left to the Han army to slaughter.

The reason why a country and a nation needs heroes is because heroes are their spiritual pillars, which can comfort and inspire them. This is extremely important for a country and a nation. When this pillar is cut down, the consequences are disastrous for the Huns, which swallows their last hope and doesn’t even have the courage to survive.

Those who felt this way were not only the Huns, but also the military officials, Shanyu and Yi Zhixie, and a group of ministers, all of whom were exposed to a sense of emptiness. The emptiness of the mind made them at a loss, their bodies were weak, and they were weak on the ground.

"Woo woo!" Junchen Shanyu covered his face with both hands and sobbed sadly.

Since he was trapped in the Han army, the military minister Shanyu had been desperate and cried, but he had never been like this now. His crying was so contagious that it made people sad from the deepest part of his heart.

"Woo woo!" Yi Zhixie and the ministers listened to the crying of Junchen Shanyu, as if they were hit by the Destroying Demon Sound, their bodies trembled, and they couldn't help but follow Junchen Shanyu in pain.

"Woooo!" The Huns near them cried bitterly with them.

There was not only despair, but also sadness, humiliation and unwillingness in the crying. The Huns had defeated wars, experienced storms, countless casualties, and countless cattle and sheep were lost. It can be said that the Huns had always come from the storms. But when did they lose the tomb of their ancestors?

It was King Wuling of Zhao. Meng Tian defeated the Huns twice. It was Zhou Yang defeated the Huns several years ago, which made the Huns difficult and never lost their ancestors' tombs. This was the first time in the history of the Huns.

The Huns are a contradictory nation. They are noble, strong and humble, and the elderly are strong and strong. They follow the law of the jungle. Even if they kill their parents, they may not be sad, and they may be very happy. However, once they touch the ancestral tomb, they will be heartbroken and will fight for the ancestral tomb.

Not to mention, the Maodun grave that was most loved by the Huns was lost. How could the Huns not be heartbroken?

"Haha! The Huns are howling their ancestral graves!" Li Guang was so excited as he heard the cry of the Huns all over the mountains. Compared to the roosters crowing on the beams, he waved his arms hard and shouted: "Kill! Let the Huns be sad! Let the Huns die in their sadness!"

On the other side, Cheng Bushi, Wei Qing, Gongsun He and others waved their arms, shouted hard, and said excited words to inspire the soldiers.

"The ancestral tomb of the Huns has been dug out!" The Han soldiers cheered and greeted the Huns with weapons mercilessly.

At this time, killing the Huns will bring you even more pleasure!

The Huns did not hide or escape, and welcomed the call of death while crying.

"It's all you! It's all you!" Junchen Shanyu suddenly grabbed Yi Zhi's slanting clothes and roared: "It's all you, don't let Ben Shanyu defend the grave of the great Maodun Shanyu! It's all you, let Ben Shanyu become a sinner for the ages!"

At that time, although I knew the importance of Maodun’s tomb, I didn’t know it was so important. Once I lost it, I realized that Maodun’s tomb was important to the Huns. Yi Zhixiang felt empty in his heart, as if a rootless duckweed fell, and he didn’t know where it fell.

"Everyone blames me! Everyone blames me!" Surprisingly, Yi Zhixie actually accepted the unreasonable accusation of Junchen Shanyu. If Yi Zhixie had not asked someone to force Junchen Shanyu to take him away, he would have fallen into Zhou Yang's hands. This is a good emergency measure. You can't blame Yi Zhixie.

"Blame me! Blame me!" The ministers whispered to themselves. At that time, they were only concerned about their own lives, but they did not expect that the importance of Maodun's tomb was so great.

In the thousands of years of history of the Huns, the Huns have never lost their ancestral tombs. Who would have thought that? I know now, it’s too late.

"You said, where is the most important place for the warriors of the Great Huns to die in battle?" Junchen Shanyu suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, glanced at the ministers and the nearby Huns, and asked loudly.

"In front of the great Maodun Shanyu's tomb!" Yi Zhixie, the ministers and the nearby Huns, miraculously resonated with each other and shouted in unison.

At first, the roar was only nearby. Soon, it spread all over the Huns. Anyone who could speak, whether they were injured or dying, was roaring.

To this day, there are still hundreds of thousands of surviving Huns. Although they are hungry and weak, their roar is full of force, as if they have taken strong medicine, and it is not as if they have been hungry for dozens of days.

Their roars were like thunder, shaking the ground trembled, and the former Huns were resurrected. There was luster and hatred in their godless eyes!

"The most important place for the warriors of the Great Huns to die in battle is in front of the great Maodun Chanyu's tomb!" The military minister Shanyu waved the scimitar in his hand and shouted: "The warriors of the Great Huns: We have no strength and no way to live, but we still have the great Maodun Chanyu! We cannot let the Han dogs insult the great Maodun Chanyu! Our blood will dry up for the great Maodun Chanyu! The warriors of the Great Huns, pick up your scimitars, pull out your bows, and defend the great Maodun Chanyu!"

"Defend the great Maodun Shanyu!" Hundreds of thousands of Huns spoke in unison, and the sound went straight to the sky, shaking the clouds into pieces.

"Regain the tomb of the great Maodun Shanyu!" The military minister Shanyu spread his legs, waved his scimitar, and shouted loudly among the Huns. It was strange to say that, just now, the Huns ignored him, as if he was like air. Now, wherever he went, the Huns automatically made way for him.

Not only that, the Huns gathered behind Junchen Shanyu like a flood, including men and women, old men and boys. Anyone who could run was following Junchen Shanyu. They couldn't run and crawled on the ground.

They either waved their scimitars or bent their bows and arrows, and looked heroic and proud of their death!

The power of the spirit was very terrifying. In order to regain Maodun Shanyu's tomb, the Huns finally stopped being afraid and despair, but were determined without hesitation.

This is the most selfless time in the history of the Huns. This is only once in the history of the Huns!

"Regain the tomb of the great Maodun Shanyu!" Under the leadership of the Junchen Shanyu, the Huns let out a shocking roar. The more they shouted, the more they became more spirited. Each of them had a bloodthirsty light shining in their eyes, like a hungry wolf in the desert.

The Huns, a once very powerful horse-backed nation, have indeed been extraordinary in the long history and have experienced so many great defeats without destruction!

The murderous aura began to spread out, and the bloodthirsty nature of the Huns was reawakened. They looked at the Han army that was rushing to death. They were no longer the god of killing, no longer the deadly robbers that made them afraid, but their prey, their enemies, and their mortal enemy, because the Han army moved the grave of the great Maodun Shanyu!

This is their most sacred forbidden area!

Not to be blasphemed!

For the great Maodun Shanyu, the Xiongnu could not contemplate life and death!

"What's wrong with the Huns?" Li Guang looked surprised and looked at the energetic Huns, very puzzled.

Not to mention that Li Guang was puzzled, just Cheng Buzhi, Wei Qing, Gongsun He and others could understand? They looked at the Huns without belief, with a look of surprise. The Huns, who were originally slaughtered by the Han army, miraculously resurrected, rejuvenated with spirits and murderous aura, just like hungry wolves on the desert.

"Master General, what's wrong with the Huns?" Zhao Ponu looked at the Huns who were regaining their fighting spirit with the inspiration of the military minister Shanyu, with a confused look on his face.

"I heard that if the Huns' ancestral tombs were dug, the Huns would fight to the death. It turned out to be true!" Zhou Yang stroked his forehead, and was somewhat unexpected: "I originally thought that our occupation of Maodun's grave would make the Huns despair and lose their final fighting spirit. I was wrong! The Huns were so motivated!"

"Master, didn't the Huns lose their final fighting spirit just now?" Zhao Ponu affirmed: "Master is not bad as expected!"

"But the Huns were still energetic! They raised their heads again and raised their chests!" Zhou Yang was still a little surprised. Zhou Yang's move was indeed ruthless and hit the vital points of the Huns. However, who could have imagined that the Huns would arouse fighting spirit at the last moment. No one could have calculated this kind of thing.

Even Junchen Shanyu himself did not expect that he would re-control the overall situation at the last moment and let the Huns obey his orders again. At this time, Junchen Shanyu looked at the alive Huns as if he was in a dream. If he had not lost Maodun's grave, he would not have been able to control the overall situation again.

If I had known this, why not throw away Maodun’s grave earlier? A dangerous thought flew across Junchen Shanyu.

"The Huns are worthy of being a powerful nation that surrounds the desert. Only when they can perform like this can they deserve their reputation!" Zhou Yang looked at the Huns, who were inspired by the military minister Shanyu, who were increasingly fighting spirit, and actually praised them.

"Master, do you still praise the Huns?" Zhao Ponu was a little depressed: "Master, please give orders quickly to the Flying General and the others to speed up the attack, so that the Shanyu can't succeed."

This is the best opportunity for the Han army to kill. We must destroy the arrogance of the Huns before the Junchen Shanyu fully stimulates the fighting spirit of the Huns. Otherwise, once the Junchen Shanyu is motivated, a bloody battle will inevitably be inevitable.

"A bloody battle is inevitable! It is impossible to destroy the arrogance of the Huns at this time. After all, there are so many people, hundreds of thousands, and they cannot be killed in a short time!"

Zhou Yang stomped his right foot on Maodun’s tombstone and praised him: “This is all the reputation of Maodun’s old thief! For him, the Huns could ignore life and death. If the old thief knew about it, they should smile. If life is like this, what’s the regret for you?”

Although he was in a hostile position, Zhou Yang still had to admire his influence on Maodun Shanyu. When a person died decades later, his influence was still so great that the Huns could regain his grave regardless of life and death. Few people in history could do this. Zhou Yang's words were definitely the most loyal comment.

"Master, you even praise this old thief!" Zhao Ponu was speechless.

"Hate does not prevent the recognition of the enemy's strengths!"

Zhou Yang still smiled on his face, and suddenly his face darkened, and he said contemptuously: "But on the battlefield, not all fighting spirit is fighting, but also strength! Now, the Huns are short of food, how can they fight with us? We fought very smoothly in this battle. Zhao Ponu, don't you think that there is something missing?"

"Master, what is missing?" Zhao Ponu asked in confusion.

"Bloody! A bloody collision!" Zhou Yang held the hilt tightly in his right hand, and his voice was extremely cold: "I will let Maodun know what is true bloody!"
Chapter completed!