Dun weakly hit his knees on the ground and knelt in front of Mao Dun.
Ten steps away, a group of Huns cavalry who were still restless and unsure whether their lives could be saved temporarily lost their temper.
There were expressions of surprise, confusion, puzzlement, and vigilance all over the place. They looked at each other for a few times, wondering what the Central Plains man under Prince Modun was doing.
A strange color flashed in Mao Dun's eyes, but for just a moment, he turned pale with fright. He hurriedly lowered himself to help Dun weak, and said while helping him:
"Why is Mr. Ye still kneeling down? Why is this happening?"
He was weak and refused to get up. He raised his head slightly, had a guilty expression on his face, and spoke in a low voice.
"Please punish me, Prince.
"This cavalry was brought in by me..."
Mao Dun froze, and his iron arms suddenly lost strength. He seemed to be too shocked by the news and was a little confused.
After a while, his arms were re-injected with strength. When Dunrui deliberately dropped to his knees and couldn't get up, he forcefully lifted Dunrui up!
Not to mention the Xiongnu who was ten steps away, the Xiongnu who was seventy steps away could also clearly hear the scolding.
"You guys are barking like crazy, but you're interested in the little bones that have no flesh and blood yet?"
There is a small river at the foot of the mountain, named Luo Xuegui. The water comes from the melted ice and snow of Qilian Mountain.
"You have already inquired about this when you came. As soon as the prince arrives at Yuezhi and meets the leader of the Yuezhi Kingdom, Shanyu will cross the Qin army, raid Zishan Pasture, and restart the small battle.
However, Mr. Ye, who was protected by the Hun cavalry and had direct contact with the enemy, said that he was an old acquaintance with the enemy general and knew the identity of the enemy general - he knew who the enemy general was. How could he know that he was an old acquaintance?
"How presumptuous! This is a cooked Central Plains dog! It deserves to be killed!"
The cavalrymen were a little angry, and they drew out their scimitars, lowered their bows and arrows, and wanted to kill Dunqiang, the Central Plains dog who dared to curse Prince Moton!
"Modun didn't know where to offend Mr., so that Mr. Modun wanted to kill Modun?"
Dunqiang took the initiative to get close to Maodun.
If you are trapped in a desperate situation and your life hangs on a thread, then the front line still hangs in the hands of Mr. Ye.
"Going to the Yuezhi here is Luo Xue's plan to kill someone with a borrowed knife! He later appointed the prince as the You Tuqi King. He wanted to kill the prince, and wanted the son of the Wusunyan clan to take the prince's place!"
Dunqiang was surrounded by eight thousand Xiongnu cavalry in the center. He was not in danger of life or death at any time, but he showed no fear. He smiled wantonly and wildly, pointed at the circle of cavalry, and said in Xiongnu dialect:
"The prince must have thought badly, leaving the Yuezhi would be a disaster rather than a blessing.
Zishan, also known as Guzang Mountain, is the territory of the Yuezhi and Xiongnu tribes.
Mao Dun turned pale with shock, his strong body trembled, and he grabbed Dun Qiang's hand.
Until now, I know who the enemy general is.
"When the Lord of the Yuezhi Kingdom becomes extremely angry, he will definitely hurt the prince's life!"
"Have you ever thought that he knows etiquette, but he is so ignorant of rotten things? He is no different from the dead bones in these graves in the Central Plains! Favoring you has really blinded your eyes!"
When Mao Dun left for the Yuezhi Kingdom, he wanted to end the war with Man Shanyu, but he still used the Qin army as a dividing line to herd the Zishan pasture together.
The two armies suddenly met, and the Xiongnu cavalry were driven, chased, and chased away like rabbits by the black-armored Qin army on the opposite side, which looked like jackals.
"In the past, he obeyed your advice and was insulted. I originally thought that barbaric peoples had no heroes, so I wanted to imitate Guan Zhong and serve Qi Henggong, help him dominate the small desert, and hope to become a king in the Central Plains!
"We have just arrived. Once we know the desert environment, it is the best recruitment period for the prince. The leader is your old friend Chang'an Jun Ying Chengyu. After receiving your letter, he led the army here.
This mountain is surrounded by strange peaks, and the mountains are majestic and majestic.
As early as when Dun Ruo said that he knew the enemy general and volunteered to be the envoy, Mao Dun was sure that this Qin army was inseparable from his Mr. Ye.
Dunqiang looked like he hated Tie Chenggang, gritted his teeth and said:
"You, Yetunwen, are Shu Guanzhong, and martial arts are Shu Leyi. If you are not born in a commoner family and have been promoted to an official, why would you condescend to come to that desolate desert? You are a human being to serve him!
"The First Emperor made the young master Ying Fusu the crown prince. His eight sons were impoverished and lived in Xianyang, so he spent all his wealth and recruited 70,000 warriors to live in Xiaomo.
It is located at the source of Gushui, along the line of Relongling.
"It is precisely because the prince treats you so kindly that you can bear the prince's untimely death!"
He strengthened his energy and slowed down the loss. He could no longer control the volume and nodded with trembling fingers.
"Looking for death! You deserve to be eaten alive by jackals!"
Apart from the exchange of sharp arrows, exchanges of wars, and obscene remarks about Xiongnu dogs, Qin dogs, and birds eating his younger father, there was no ineffective communication between the two sides.
"It's nothing! Please save you, sir!"
"If the prince is willing, this army can help him."
Everyone was shouting and cursing in Xiongnu language, and they became a mess.
Modun wiped away tears, his eyes red.
Modun thought for a moment and said with a sad face:
The small battle that had just stopped for a while was not led by the Yuezhi's retreat to Zishan Pasture on the Xiongnu side.
Dun Qiang took out a hand and pointed in the direction of the Taotie Army.
Even after Dun Qiang came, Mao Dun was not the previous Luo Xue appointed by Tou Man. I was not a hero of the generation.
"If my father, Chanyu, wants to kill you, you will die. How can you resist? Sir, please disperse to the Xiying River. I want you to rush to Yuezhi smoothly and complete the orders given to you by Chanyu."
"This army is the private army of the Qin Emperor's eighth son, General Ying. Although it is a Qin army, it is still a Qin army.
Mao Dun had already cut off Mr. Ye's head the moment Mr. Ye volunteered.
His smile was uglier than crying, and the expression in his eyes was extremely complicated, as if he had opened a dyeing shop in it.
"They in the Central Plains do not have the Eight Cardinal Principles and the Seven Constant Rules. Although you Xiongnu have no written descriptions of them, you are still without distinction. Be filial to your parents and obey your Chanyu. That is what you all know.
"It is your great honor to die for the Huns' subterfuge! God will send an angel to pick you up!"
The galloping Luo Xuegui nourishes thousands of hectares of yellow land and nourishes all living beings on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. As a result, Zishan Pasture was created, a small pasture with lush grass and fertile land, where cattle and sheep can be seen on the wind-swept meadows.
Maodun closed his eyes and looked up to the sky. There were no tears flowing, and they fell normally and quickly under his oily face.
The arrival of Dunqiang was just the icing on the cake, giving the Huns tiger wings wings and firmly establishing himself as the successor prince.
"Prince, the opportunity can be lost, but it will come again! The scimitar has been placed under his neck. If he resists again, his head will be used as a drinking vessel by my people!"
The Xiongnu and Yuezhi used the Qin army as their boundary, each occupying one side of Zishan Pasture.
"Prince, get out of the way!"
"My father has only a few hundred thousand soldiers who are good at fighting, and only 70,000 soldiers and horses. How can Maodun resist my father's evil? This matter needs long-term consideration. Sir, you may let Na Xiyinghe disperse first."
Zishan Grassland is both a pasture and a battlefield. In order to compete for that fertile land, the two armies spilled a lot of cold blood and buried a lot of bones.
