Han Xin didn't know anything about Xianyang City, but he could make some guesses.
A few days ago, people from Great Qin came from the south and went to the Xiongnu Wolf Camp. Meng Tian, he, the Meng family army and others were stationed at the border. How could they not know about this?
If they really didn't know anything and let people pass through many barriers and go to the Huns under their noses, then they might as well find a rope and hang themselves.
The sky is bright, and the night sky and stars in the distance echo each other.
Han Xin turned his head, and Meng Tian was standing in front of him with an equally deep expression.
"How are you preparing?"
Before Meng Tian stationed at the border, he already knew the plans of the emperor, Chen Ke, Wang Jian and others. As long as it did not threaten Da Qin, he was naturally willing to listen to Han Xin's plans.
The purpose of coming to station in Northern Xinjiang was to give Han Xin a chance.
An opportunity to strangle the Huns and make great contributions, there is no conflict between Meng Tian and Chen Ke or Wang Jian.
Naturally, I am willing to give this face.
Han Xin looked at the Xiongnu grassland surrounded by mountains in the distance. It seemed that through the mountains and the endless clouds in the sky, he could see the Huns' tent surrounded by mountains and forests.
His hand was caressing unconsciously. Han Xin was prone to such small movements when he was thinking.
"A very simple thing."
Han Xin's eyes were a little erratic, as if he was thinking or hesitating: "It's just that I'm hesitating about which method I should use."
He turned his head and looked at Meng Tian.
It can be said that in those turbulent days and in the Qin Dynasty after its unification, there were only two generals that Han Xin respected very much.
One is General Wang Jian and the other is General Meng Tian in front of him.
"General Meng, what do you think we should do now?"
Meng Tian shook his head slightly, suggesting that some calmness flashed across Silent's face. He naturally had his own plans in mind, but he was not prepared to say anything that would affect Han Xin's judgment.
It's not a big deal if he's at the bottom left and right.
When Han Xin saw this, he also understood Meng Tian's thoughts. If a general wanted to truly gain a foothold in Da Qin, the best way would be to make a contribution that could not be refuted.
But now, this achievement is before him.
He was silent for a while and then said: "The Huns are no better than the Six Kingdoms. Although they are barbarians, their cavalry has always been very powerful because they live on the grassland."
"Especially their wolf riders."
"Although today's Great Qin can resist the power of the Wolf Cavalry and has methods to resist it, there will inevitably be casualties."
"I want to use as few casualties as possible in exchange for the greatest victory over the Huns."
Meng Tian glanced at Han Xin. If anyone else had said such words, he would definitely have a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart.
Because this is really an impossible thing to accomplish.
But when Han Xin said this, Meng Tian had some expectations. He could see Han Xin's generals, not the generals who talked about military affairs like Zhao Kuo back then.
But what kind of ability he really has can only be seen through a good battle.
Now this opportunity lies in front of Han Xin.
….
Han Xin whispered: "Maybe it would be better to use some safer methods."
Meng Tian chuckled: "Where do you get the safe way?"
He pointed to the low night in the distance and said: "The soldiers under this night, do you think they didn't have the awareness of death before coming here?"
"Han Xin, kindness cannot lead an army."
"It is understandable that they are afraid of death, but I cannot understand your fear of their death."
"War is always bloody. How can a war exist without sacrifice?"
"If you are always thinking about reducing casualties, then in the final war, there will be more casualties."
"Looking ahead and looking behind is not what a military strategist does for a general."
"I don't think there's any need for me to tell you the principle of one general's success and ten thousand bones withering away, right?"
Han Xin just stood there silently, facing the cold wind on the grassland. The wind in the twelfth lunar month was already bone-chilling, and the coldness of the moon made it even colder.
He did not refute Meng Tian's words, but just mentioned another thing.
"The Xiongnu side is not monolithic. The Xiongnu Khan dotes on his youngest son, but his eldest son is the son of his predecessor Yu, and he is very supported by some tribes within the Xiongnu."
"And his eldest son Maodun is also quite powerful among the Xiongnu tribe."
Han Xin slowly but firmly analyzed the distribution of forces among the Xiongnu: "Although the tribe where my predecessor Yu belonged is not as powerful as the Khan, it is still a considerable force."
"Now that the Hun Khan is getting older, this Khan's position is like a piece of fat thrown to the wolves, and all the hungry wolves are watching."
"A young son with no strength, no power, or even a brain, only the Khan's love."
"A eldest son with power, support, brains, and majesty."
"How long can an old wolf, which has lost its vicious teeth and claws, be able to suppress those extremely vicious wolves?"
There was a bit of cruelty in Han Xin's eyes. When facing the Qin soldiers, he had a bodhisattva heart and wanted to minimize the damage. But when facing the Xiongnu soldiers, he turned into the most vicious Shura.
Kill decisively.
"What's more, didn't our spies also send news?"
"General Meng, the person from the Huns who was contacted by Maodun before, do you think he contacted Dong'an's people for what purpose?"
Meng Tian's eyes flashed slightly, and then he said with a smile: "It's very simple, he wants to use the power of Lord Dong'an to pave the way for himself to become a khan."
Han Xin nodded slightly: "Perhaps His Highness the Prince of the Huns, or His Highness King Zuoxian has not had such thoughts, but he must have such thoughts."
"In that case, why can't we take advantage of it?"
This is a good opportunity for Da Qin, and it is indeed an opportunity that can be taken advantage of.
If this opportunity can be taken advantage of, the damage to Da Qin's soldiers will indeed be minimized in the subsequent war.
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Meng Tian looked at Han Xin and couldn't help but sigh: "I'm not good at this, but you learned it well."
His eyes were filled with admiration.
Meng Tian is about the same age as Ying Zheng. The two are good friends. He is already quite old in this era and can be considered a "veteran".
He did not regard Han Xin as an opponent, because Han Xin was only a half-grown boy at this time.
By the time this half-grown boy reaches his position, he may have already returned to heaven, or he may have been disarmed and returned to the field.
"Soldiers who, deception also."
Meng Tian looked at Han Xin and said this with a smile, "This is a sentence mentioned by Sun Wu in The Art of War, but not all soldiers are like this."
He said with a hint of silence: "Han Xin, every general who can leave a strong mark in history must have his own style."
"For example, General Wang's "hardness", my "straightness", Lian Po's "stability", and Li Mu's "strangeness". There were so many famous generals in the history of the Seven Kingdoms period, why are only the four of us called "Qing Shi"? As one of the "Four Famous Generals", recognized and spread throughout the world? "
"It's because although we learn "Sun Tzu's Art of War", we don't follow Sun Wu's character. "
Meng Tian's words were full of meaning: "If you want to be the top general, then you must have your own style."
"If you keep following the path of others, then your whole life may be
Maybe he can only become an "excellent general", but he can never become a "famous general". "
Han Xin listened to Meng Tian's teachings and immediately said: "Thank you, General Meng, for your advice. Han Xin will keep it in mind and will definitely not forget it."
The wind on the grassland in the distance was blowing constantly, and everything was as usual.
But only those who stand at the wind outlet of the grassland can feel the smell carried by the wind.
It is the cruel prelude to war.
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Xiongnu
Zhang Xilong sat in the tent with worry in his eyes. He had not received a letter from Mr. Dong'an for several days.
This is not a good thing for him.
He clearly understands what Lord Dong'an wants to do in Xianyang City, and he also knows that if the matter fails, it will even result in failure.
This is what he faces now.
He kept stroking the table in front of him to soothe his inner anxiety.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the big tent.
Zhang Xilong suddenly turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the big tent. A man walked in, stunned.
Looking at Zhang Xilong's appearance, Mao Dun couldn't help but laugh.
He knew some Daqin dialect, so there was no problem in communicating with Zhang Xilong.
"Who is Messenger Zhang waiting for?"
"Are you waiting for a letter from Da Qin? Or are you waiting for someone from the king's account?"
Zhang Xilong felt very anxious and depressed at this time, but he still controlled his emotions and maintained his rationality.
"The eldest prince was joking. If he said he was waiting for a letter from Da Qin, it was true. If he said he was waiting for someone from the king's account, I don't know what he meant."
"The eldest prince, please make it clear."
….
Mao Dun looked at Zhang Xilong again, then smiled and apologized and said: "Envoy Zhang is laughing at me. Recently, I heard that my unlucky brother had been in contact with Envoy Zhang. I thought that Envoy Zhang had met someone from our tribe. The situation is that I want to cooperate with my brother."
"That's why I asked."
He cupped his hands, using the etiquette of the Central Plains people.
The look on Zhang Xilong's face was much better now, and he said with the same smile: "The eldest prince does not need to be polite. It is appropriate to ask more about the current situation."
He sighed and said, "It's just that I may not be able to cooperate with the eldest prince."
Before Mao Dun could react, Zhang Xilong said, "The eldest prince must also know that I haven't received a letter from Da Qin for a long time."
"The eldest prince must also know what my master is planning."
"As for the First Emperor's power and ruthlessness, the eldest prince must have realized it in the past few years."
"Therefore, I suspect that the Lord has..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xilong just sighed, sounding very painful.
Mao Dun was a little curious and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Envoy Zhang said this, aren't you afraid that after I hear it, I will think you are of no use and execute you?"
This topic is very serious. As soon as Mao Dun finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire tent changed, becoming cold and solemn.
Zhang Xilong smiled meaninglessly: "Even if I don't tell you now, wouldn't the eldest prince know about it?"
"During the time I was in the Huns, your department should have been controlling my every move, right?"
"I haven't received a letter from Da Qin for a long time. I think the eldest prince knows better than me."
"Now that the eldest prince is here, I'm afraid it's just for this matter."
Modun looked at Zhang Xilong and smiled slightly, the expression on his face looked very satisfied.
"Envoy Zhang is right. Your every move is under our surveillance. We naturally know these things."
He shook his head and said: "In other words, we shouldn't say that we know, we can only say that I know.
, because I did not tell my father about this matter. "
Zhang Xilong is also a smart man and immediately asked: "What does the eldest prince need me to do?"
Mao Dun was even more satisfied. He looked at Zhang Xilong and said, "You are from Qin, and I need a Qin person and a strong ally."
"Even if this ally no longer exists, as long as the people in the tribe don't know about it, this ally will still have a deterrent effect."
"Does Ambassador Zhang understand what I mean?"
Zhang Xilong was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted in an instant. He looked at Modun and said, "That's it."
He sighed a little: "Is the eldest prince actually planning to take action?"
Modun nodded and said in a long voice: "I don't want to take action at this time, but I don't have time anymore."
"If I don't take action, I'm afraid that in a few years, there will be no place for me in this tribe."
"Father should not have forced me to this level. I was forced to make a helpless choice."
Zhang Xilong looked at Mao Dun and simply asked: "So, what exactly does the eldest prince need me to do? Can you tell me?"
Mao Dun said without any hesitation: "Of course I want to tell you."
"Listen to me."
.............
In another tent.
Touman Khan sat in the king's tent, his eyes full of coldness and violence. He clearly knew how many people were thinking about his position now.
Even among these people was his good son.
This was something he couldn't accept, but it was something he couldn't help but accept.
Touman was helpless.
Because his children have grown up and are no longer under his control.
He was already like an injured lone wolf without strength, so he could only look at his wounds.
The candlelight in the tent flickered, reflecting his shadow, which looked very fragile.
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