"Father, I hope you understand one thing. Although I was defeated this time, it was really a non-combat defeat. The Han people's weapons and equipment are far ahead of us. If we don't deal with it carefully, I'm afraid we will be in close combat next time. We will suffer a big loss!"
The Huns admired the strong. As a defeated person, Yi Zhixie was able to retain his position as King Zuoguli after returning. This was thanks to the series of vicious tricks that Zhongxing said.
However, it is inevitable that due to the loss of his strength, his voice among the Huns was greatly reduced. Just like this time, the old Shanyu forcibly inserted Zhongxing into the mission as deputy envoy.
Bank of China said that he was not only his retinue, but also his think tank. In the past few days, he had also heard faint rumors, so he asked to see the Great Chanyu more than once, hoping that the Great Chanyu could take back his life.
But now it seems that the more anxious he is, the angrier Da Shanyu is. Seeing what Bank of China said, his life is at stake, Yi Zhixie is really a little anxious.
"Listen clearly to me. He is just a Han, and he is also a eunuch. From now on, I will not allow you to get close to him. Don't forget that you are King Zuogu Li of the Great Huns. We Huns never Relying on the Han to fight the war has never happened before and will never happen again!"
The old Shanyu angrily grabbed Yi Zhixie's collar and roared viciously.
"Father, if we don't change, I'm afraid the Han cavalry will march into the grassland!"
As a witness to this war, Yi Zhixie felt firsthand how terrifying the Han people were. The power of both the Mo Dao Army and the Shenwu Army made him tremble with fear.
Although the Huns were indeed defeated unjustly this time, it is undeniable that the combat effectiveness of the Han army he encountered this time was several times that of before.
There is another more fatal result. Even without Bank of China reminding him, he can figure out that the Han people won a great victory this time. They will definitely analyze the entire process of this battle in detail, and the gains and losses of the entire battle. Everything will be analyzed clearly.
Then it is very likely that this model will be extended to the entire Han army. The Mo Dao army has experienced the terrifying Yi Zhixie. The iron armor they wear all over their bodies has already made the Huns helpless. In addition, The Mo Dao in their hands was like a demon from hell.
There is also the Shenwu Army, that continuous rain of arrows. Until now, Yi Zhixie still has not figured out how the Han Army was able to do it.
Before the Huns figured this out, they could not do without such a wise man as Zhong Xing said. He himself was a rare wise man among the Huns, and he knew the nature of the Huns too well.
Since childhood, these people's minds have been filled with blood, fire and killing. Apart from burning, killing, looting, it is almost difficult to squeeze anything else into their minds.
They disdain these conspiracies. If they face the equally upright Yuezhi people, they may still be able to win. However, facing those Han people who are as cunning as foxes, as long as they are not careful, they will be ushered in. I'm afraid it will be a disaster.
There are many talented people among the Han people. Yi Zhixie was deeply aware of this. When he had nothing to do, Bank of China would tell him about Sun Tzu's Art of War.
The deeper the contact with Han people's culture, the more worried Yi Zhixie felt, especially after this defeat. He thought a lot on the way back. If only he could be a little more cautious, if only he could listen to what Bank of China said. Opinion: When encountering trouble, use Sun Tzu's Art of War that you have heard of to analyze it. Why did he lose so miserably this time?
But just when he was about to learn the art of war of the Han people, his teacher was directly inserted into the mission and served as a bullshit deputy envoy. He even found out from one of the great Shanyu's cronies, The Great Chanyu planned to send people to ambush Zhongxing on the way back to the city.
Then, put the blame for the death that Bank of China said on the Han people!
"Drag him out, give him thirty lashes, and tie him outside the sheepfold for public display!"
The old Shanyu was so angry that he didn't listen to Yi Zhixie's explanation and ordered people to drag him out.
The wound on his back had not healed yet, and now he was about to receive another thirty lashes, but Yi Zhixie gritted his teeth from beginning to end and did not even hum.
He was desperate. He really couldn't understand why what he said was obviously right, but his father couldn't listen to it?
Could it be that Chang Shengzhen really wants to abandon the Great Huns?
It took tens of thousands of lives to gain a bloody lesson, but the king of the Huns couldn't listen. For a moment, Yi Zhixie's heart was filled with frustration.
"Da Chanyu, Da Chanyu!"
Just when Yi Zhixie was feeling extremely depressed, she suddenly heard the panicked voices of several women coming from the tent of Da Chanyu.
"Let me go, let me go!"
So what happened? Yi Zhixie's heart was full of worries, but now that the people outside were in such chaos, how could anyone care about him...
No matter how hard he struggled, no one answered him. After a while, the witch doctor from the tribe hurriedly rushed into the tent, and then he heard the chanting of the witch doctor inside.
Their voices were so urgent, which was hard to see from those witch doctors who were always slow and leisurely. Yi Zhixie was suddenly startled in her heart, could it be that Da Shanyu's health was failing?
"Someone, put him down for me!"
At this moment, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves, and the military officials of Luotang finally came back!
"Brother, you are finally back. Go and have a look. My father's health seems to be failing!"
"He is old, but I am still young. I need your help now. My brother, King Zuo Guli of the Great Huns, are you willing to help me? Help your brother!"
The words of Junchen Luotang immediately stunned Yi Zhixie. He smelled a conspiracy from these words.
"I do!"
After just thinking for a moment, Yi Zhixie gritted his teeth and knelt on one knee in front of his eldest brother. Indeed, compared to his father, his eldest brother was more open-minded.
The Chanyu of the Great Huns cannot be so stubborn. Those sheep-like Han people have now begun to grow fangs. If the Huns don't start to deal with it carefully, I am afraid that the next thing that will greet the Huns is the fate of failure.
"Very good, don't make any noise now. I need you to assemble your guards and control the entire royal court! I have already sent people to invite the wise kings in my father's name. I think they should arrive soon!"
A flash of fierceness flashed in the eyes of Juntang Junchen. Although it quickly passed away, in just such a moment, Yi Zhixie had captured it. Yi Zhixie's whole body trembled. Sure enough, everything was gone. It's a conspiracy...
