Chapter 35: This Battle (Part 2) [4k, please subscribe]

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It was so quiet inside the tent that you could hear a pin drop.

Modun stood there, the knife in his hand was already stained with blood, and countless blood fell on the ground.

He looked at Touman standing in front of him.

As for his younger brother?

Modun's eyes glanced at the dirty ground. Among the countless corpses on the ground, one belonged to his younger brother.

At the beginning of the fight, his good brother tried to sneak up on him, but he cut off his arm with a knife.

After that, with no ability to protect himself, he barely survived for a while under the protection of Touman and many soldiers.

But it didn't last long.

Because very quickly, it became difficult for those soldiers to protect Touman.

At this time, Touman gave up the child he once loved most without hesitation, and just let the child die under the knife of an unknown person.

Modun closed his eyes slightly, and he could still see the look in his brother's eyes when he died, that incredible look of disbelief.

Because it was his father who pushed him out.

The father who once doted on him and was even willing to give him the position of Wolf King.

Thinking of this, Modun suddenly opened his eyes, with a slight indifference on his face: "Father, you lost."

"I won this fight."

He put down the long knife in his hand, and the solidified blood turned into blood clots and shook off: "Do you want to admit defeat?"

Touman stood there, panting. There were only three or four soldiers left around him, and they were surrounded by each other at this time.

He glared ahead with blazing anger in his eyes.

"Admit defeat?"

"I have never known what it feels like to admit defeat, and it is absolutely impossible to admit defeat!"

Touman stood up violently, with a bit of anger flashing on his face. The long knife in his hand was instantly unsheathed and then pointed forward!

"kill!"

A roar filled with despair and anger echoed in the tent. Touman picked up the knife and started fighting!

At this time, the soldiers behind him did not follow.

It wasn't that the soldiers betrayed Touman, but that they were not allowed to go up because of Touman's orders!

This is a fight between wolf kings!

No matter how many helpers there are, if you want to steal the position of Wolf King from the previous Wolf King, you must kill the previous Wolf King single-handedly!

There was determination in Touman's eyes. He didn't know if he wanted to give his son the last chance, or if he wanted to rely on this unknown rule to make a comeback.

Mao Dun held a long knife in his hand and also rushed forward!

The fight between wolf kings will never end!

...........

It is less than ten miles outside the royal city.

Dust rippled everywhere. Han Xin looked at the outline of the Royal City that could be seen in the distance. He closed his eyes slightly and sketched the shadow of the Royal City in his mind.

He thought about something silently, and then opened his eyes instantly.

The next moment, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Continue on your way, follow the previous arrangements, quickly arrive at the designated location and hide!"

"Here!"

After answering, a soldier came on horseback not far away. When he came to Han Xin, he immediately got off his horse.

"Report to the general, the scouts are here to report."

Han Xin looked at the soldier and said, "Speak."

The soldier lowered his head and said in a cold voice: "General Qi, the scouts are here to report. The fighting inside King Yan City seems to have entered the end stage."

"The spies and our people in the royal city sent a letter saying that the victor should be the great prince of the Huns, who should now be called "Modun Chanyu". "

"He seems to have integrated the power of the entire grassland and brought together the previously scattered tribes. Many tribes that were not originally part of the Xiongnu category and did not obey the king's orders also gathered under his wings."

Listening to the soldiers' words, Han Xin not only had no fear, but the light in his eyes became even brighter.

"In other words, the Huns are more powerful at this time, and there are more tribes of the Huns?"

The soldier nodded slightly.

Han Xin smiled calmly. He looked at the royal city in the distance, then turned over, looked at the soldiers behind him, and said angrily: "Everyone!"

"I won't talk nonsense to you either!"

"Now that the Huns are in chaos, Mao Dun took the opportunity to kill his father and ascend to the position of Shanyu. He brought the tribes on the grassland together!"

"The enemy like this is even more powerful than before!"

"Are you afraid?"

A dull voice sounded in the army: "I won't be afraid!"

Han Xin immediately raised the spear in his hand and pointed forward. The place where the tip of his spear pointed seemed to be the place where victory was!

"Everyone! Military glory is ahead!"

"Whoever kills a soldier will be promoted to a high rank!"

"In the past, all the traitors were killed. Your Majesty has a large amount of land and money waiting for you to take it!"

"Can you get it?"

The rhetorical question fell to the ground, and many soldiers in the distance instantly roared loudly: "Yes!"

Han Xin looked at the army with high morale and ordered: "Send my order and march at top speed!"

...........

Royal City, in the Wolf Tent

The bloody fight was over. Touman was lying on the ground with blood constantly flowing from his body. He opened his eyes and tried to look at the sky in the distance.

The tent had been beaten to pieces and was already in pieces.

As soon as he opened his eyes and looked up he could see the color of the sky.

The night is about to pass, and dawn is finally coming.

Touman had some regret on his face: "After all, there is no escape."

He shook his head silently, and before his sigh fell to the ground, his eyes were closed forever.

There was some indifference in Mao Dun's eyes standing in front of him, but there was a bit of pain in that indifference.

That was his father after all.

Modun stepped forward, stretched out his hand, picked up the long knife in his hand, put it directly on Touman's neck, and then slashed down instantly.

Blood spattered on his face and neck. Moton picked up the head that fell on the ground, and then looked into the distance. His eyes instantly became cold, like a wolf that had been fighting for a long time in the wilderness.

He stepped out of the tent and walked to the grassland outside, his eyes cold and full of blood: "Father Khan is dead! I will inherit the position of Shan Yu, who has any objections?"

At this time, Maodun, who was holding Touman's head, looked murderous, and everyone who saw this scene had a look of fear on their faces.

Even those who were still resisting just now are now too scared to do anything.

In an instant, people were kneeling on the ground outside the tent.

For them, surrendering to the old Chanyu and surrendering to the new Chanyu are the same thing. Anyway, they are making a living under the hands of others.

Except for a few Touman's die-hard loyalists, the rest of them also laid down their weapons, chose to surrender, and joined Moton's camp.

Modun looked at the man kneeling on the ground and closed his eyes slightly. The wind masters on the grassland were so noisy and cold.

"From today on, I am Modun Shanyu!"

"Khan of all tribes!"

Just as Mao Dun was preaching this, a soldier hurriedly rode in from a distance with a panic look on his face.

"Report to Chanyu!"

"The Qin army is now ten miles away and is rushing towards us!"

"In two more hours, we will arrive at the royal city!"

Every word he spoke was like a knife thrust into Moden's chest. There was horror and a touch of disbelief in Moton's eyes.

He turned back instantly and looked at the man standing in the far corner.

At this time, there was no one there!

Zhang Xilong disappeared!

Modun gritted his teeth and said a few words from between his teeth: "What a Zhang Xilong, what a Da Qin!"

"The plan is so deep. Could it be that Lord Dong'an's affairs were also arranged by Great Qin?"

"In order to destroy the Xiongnu, can you actually make such a huge sacrifice?"

He took a deep breath, and then walked away. The blood on his armor had not yet dried. He walked to the side of the horse, then got on the horse, and there were soldiers holding the rope for him.

Mao Dun forced himself to calm down. He looked at the army behind him and said, "Order the entire army to reorganize and rush immediately!"

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"This Khan wants to fight to the death with the Qin army from the front!"

He closed his eyes for a moment, and then said: "In addition, leave half of the army to look after the tribe and watch the tribe move further north!"

"There is more vast land in the north and west! There is no need to compete with Great Qin here!"

After hearing Modun's instructions, the other tribal leaders had a little bit of unwillingness in their eyes, but what could be done at this time?

The Xiongnu had just experienced this civil strife. They had no ability or strength to fight against the Qin who was ready to attack!

All they can do is resist, resist with all their strength, and delay time for the following young, old, women and children, delaying the time to go north and west!

After Modun calmed down, his mind was completely empty. He whispered to his uncle who had been staying by his side: "Uncle, find a reliable person and let him lead the tribe and one-third of the wolf riders. Go west."

"When Zhang Xilong was talking to me, he once told me that there is a vaster land in the west, even vaster than the Qin Dynasty and the grassland."

"Although there are not so many lush grasslands there, the amount of grasslands is enough for us to graze our cattle."

"The main thing is that we can conquer part of it and use the people there as slaves to grow food, mine minerals, etc. We can still be as we are now."

"Retreating now is just a temporary measure, as the Central Plains people often say."

"Even if we leave, our Immortal Heaven is here, and we will still come back!"

Modun gritted his teeth: "Zhang Xilong will never lie to me about this kind of thing. I have already understood that from beginning to end, including Zhang Xilong's arrival, including Zhang Xilong himself, it is a scam. "

"The purpose is to force us to the west!"

Roshar's expression was serious, he knew that it was now a matter of life and death for the Huns.

He immediately said: "Don't worry, I will send people to the west immediately. I will definitely kill a bloody path for the old, young, women and children in the rear!"

"Even if there is a powerful enemy ahead, I will kill it under the sword of our wolf rider!"

Mao Dun closed his eyes slightly and exhaled a breath. At this time, he had no extra time to think. He could only tell himself that since this was the purpose of Zhang Xilong and Da Qin, they would not let them go without it. A little way out.

He believed that although the Great Qin at this time could destroy the Xiongnu, it would never want the Xiongnu to die with them!

Therefore, there must be a way for the West to survive!

"Xilulu——"

Mao suddenly pulled the reins in his hand, and the horse under him roared instantly. He held a spear in his hand, and then roared: "Kill the enemy with me!"

The wolf knights behind them were instantly ready to go, and their lineup was solemn and heavy. They all knew that they were fighting for the people behind them! They will never be afraid of such a battle!

"kill!"

Running thousands of miles!

............

Xianyang City, Zhangtai Palace

Ying Zheng looked at Chen Ke with some curiosity in his eyes, and asked softly: "Chen Ke, when did you insert Zhang Xilong next to Mr. Dong'an?"

"Even I don't know about this matter."

"Mr. Dong'an himself trusts this man named Zhang Xilong very much. Until yesterday when I went to visit Dong'an in the prison, he still felt that Zhang Xilong was his last life-saving straw."

There was emotion in Ying Zheng's tone. This emotion was a deep emotion towards Zhang Xilong, and it was also an emotion towards Lord Dong'an who was unrepentant.

Chen Ke just placed the chess pieces somewhere on the chessboard, and then said with a smile: "Your Majesty is joking, how can I have the ability to insert a person next to Mr. Dong'an?"

"Zhang Xilong is from Fan Muye. He has been with Fan Muye since he was a child. He has learned everything Fan Muye does."

"He can be regarded as Fan Muye's dead soldier."

Ying Zheng looked at Chen Ke and said, "Fan Muye? Is he the temporary publishing office you appointed? Is he actually the same Fan Muye who was going to serve as the "manufacturing factory director"? "

Chen Ke nodded: "Yes, it's that Fan Muye."

He looked at Ying Zheng and said with a smile: "The clan that Fan Muye came from actually comes from the surname Ji, and was the same family as His Majesty eight hundred years ago."

Ying Zheng sneered: "Back then, Zhou divided the world, but now most of the big families are descendants of the Ji surname."

"After all these years, is there any blood connection?"

He looked at Chen Ke and said, "It seems that the good news is coming soon."

Chen Ke smiled slightly: "That's natural. Today is already the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. From the border to Xianyang City, even if it is an eight-hundred-mile rush, it will take three days of non-stop travel day and night."

"I think the soldiers on the frontier will definitely deliver this good news to His Majesty before the eve of the day and the first day of the year."

Even if it was not delivered in the end, Chen Ke would still have a way to make it happen.

How could such great news be delayed?

Ying Zheng pointed at Chen Ke's nose and laughed and cursed, then shook his head and said with emotion: "Chen Ke, Chen Ke, why are you so good at calculating people's hearts?"

...........

On the grassland, the two armies faced each other.

Han Xin rode forward with a slight indifference and coldness in his expression. Opposite him, Modun Shanyu's eyes were filled with worry and solemnity.

The two armies faced each other. The Qin army was all in black armor, with heavy armored soldiers holding halberds in their hands, and the formation was fierce.

On the Xiongnu side, there were large numbers of cavalry.

Wolf Cavalry is famous all over the world.