Looking at the complicated expression on Bank of China's face, Gru suddenly realized that all of this was actually King Zuoguli's idea. If he dared to say even half a word of "no" at this moment, I'm afraid, King Zuoguli would be the next one. The knife was about to fall on his neck.
Thinking of what BOC said before, Gru's body trembled slightly. Only then did he realize that he seemed to have been thinking of the problem too simply.
The Bank of China is right. If these people are allowed to go back, the position of King Zuogu Li may not be preserved. Someone needs to be responsible for the death of 70,000 Huns soldiers. One is Tibur, who is already dead, and the other is watching. His left king Li.
Do you still need to choose?
"King Zuo Guli, leave this matter to your subordinates! You don't know anything, everything is my idea!"
Gru immediately knelt down on one knee in front of Yi Zhixie.
"From today on, you are my brother!"
Yi Zhixie patted him heavily on the shoulder, and Gru finally breathed a sigh of relief. This test was finally over.
While raising his head, Gru glanced at BOC with gratitude and said, if it weren't for the wink BOC gave him just now, I'm afraid he would have died by now.
"Okay, Bank of China said you should stop talking. I won't let you die. Find him a carriage now!"
Gru responded and turned away, but Gru himself knew in his heart that where did the carriage come from in this vast prairie? They are now just a group of defeated soldiers, with nothing but weapons and armor on their bodies. There are other things. Where can I get a carriage for him...
Fortunately, Gru's luck was not bad. The advancing team found an abandoned carriage. Looking at the blood stains on it, it should be left by the business travelers who passed by before and were robbed by the Huns.
In any case, there is nothing too particular on the grassland. As for what is auspicious or unlucky, the Huns don't care about it. The Bank of China said that he has only breathed his last. Who knows how long he can live.
The sky was finally bright. Looking at the beautiful scenery on the grassland, everyone felt like they were surviving a disaster. However, they were fleeing all the way. Now they were really trapped and hungry.
"King Zuo Guli has an order to hand over all the food and distribute it centrally. No one is allowed to hide anything!"
Centralized distribution of food is expected, even if the soldiers don't want to. But now, they didn't dare to disobey Yi Zhixie's order.
About half an hour later, all the food was collected. There were not many tens of thousands of people, but they stared at the little bit of dried meat in the middle.
Gru came to the middle of the team, and with a few soldiers, he divided the dried meat into two equal parts under everyone's gaze.
"Come with me from the Tibur tribe, and we will allocate half to each family!"
Gru showed an honest smile, but none of the soldiers noticed that after they left the team, the elite Shanyu headquarters behind them directly mounted their horses...
After losing the war horse, what follows is a one-sided massacre...
When everything stopped, there were five thousand more headless corpses on the grassland. Now there was enough dried meat for everyone to enjoy...
Looking at the soldiers covered in blood, Gru held a huge sack in his hand, with three pieces of dried meat per person, and personally distributed the bloody dried meat to each person's hands.
After eating, Yi Zhixie ordered the slaughter of a thousand war horses and collected their blood, giving each person a bag of horse blood and a large piece of raw meat.
This is all their supplies for the next three days. The next water source is three hundred miles away. If they cannot arrive within three days, everyone will die of thirst...
Five thousand corpses were just thrown on the grassland without any need to bury them. Soon, the wild wolves and vultures on the grassland would help destroy all their corpses.
The Huns fled, and the beacon fire on the Great Wall finally stopped.
When the news came back, the whole Chang'an was already in a carnival.
The brilliant achievements of the Han army this time were even more unbelievable to everyone, especially the Mo Dao army with 1,500 enemies against 20,000 people. The Shenwu army beheaded more than 20,000 people and captured more than 7,000 people alive in the Battle of Mouse Valley. Among them, there were General Zuo of the Xiongnu, but what about themselves?
Except for a dozen unlucky guys who were hit by stray arrows, no one died in the battle. As soon as this news came out, the world was in an uproar...
"This is impossible! From ancient times to the present, how can there be any examples of such wars? Prime Minister, you can't let them fool around here! They are committing the crime of deceiving the emperor!"
Yang Sheng looked excited. After all, he still asked Shen Tujia.
It's just that the Shentu family is not a royal couple. They are fools who can be used as spearmen by him after just a few words. He has been roaring here for a long time, but in the end, Shentujia still drank his own wine leisurely. liquor.
"I'm telling you, Mr. Yang, we don't speak secretly in front of others. If you count on me alone, you won't be able to handle this matter!"
Seeing that Yang Sheng was a little angry and the atmosphere was a little awkward, the Shentu family said leisurely.
"Please give me a clear explanation, Prime Minister!"
When Yang Sheng heard that there was a way, he immediately gave a big salute to Shen Tujia.
"I heard that the King of Jiaoxi will return to Beijing in a few days. It is said that he has brought some gifts to Mrs. Shen this time. Mr. Yang, do you understand what I am saying?"
Shen Tujia smiled mysteriously, although it was not yet the end of the year, so to speak, it was not yet time for the princes and kings to come to the capital to pay homage.
But the King of Jiaoxi is different. This time he broke away from Mrs. Shen's relationship and planned to return to the capital to move his mother's tomb to the Jiaoxi Kingdom. In fact, this matter was not considered a secret among the princes and kings. It was just because of the news. When the news reached the state of Wu, Yang Sheng had already arrived in Chang'an.
"What the Prime Minister means is..."
Yang Sheng was stunned when Shen Tujia reminded him, but he understood immediately.
"Me? I didn't mean anything, and I didn't say anything. Master Sheep, do you understand?"
Shen Tujia smiled mysteriously, drank the remaining wine in his glass in one gulp, then stood up slowly, cupped his hands towards Yang Sheng, turned around and walked towards the backyard, leaving Yang Sheng alone in the flower hall. among.
"Old fox!"
Thinking of this guy swallowing 200,000 yuan in vain, Yang Sheng was itching with hatred. This old guy really didn't do anything with his money...
But now he could only endure it. Shen Tujia had made it very clear that he could not take action directly on this matter, so he directly named Jiaoxi King Liu Xun and Mrs. Shen.
It's easier to talk about Liu Xun's side, but Mrs. Shen lives deep in the palace, and it's not easy to follow her path...
