Huainan.
Liu Qian's color was a little white, and he looked down at a brief book that Liu An handed to him.
The number of iron in Huainan has been prepared by Huainan in recent years, and the number is large, which is shocking.
"What did Father do these raw iron?"
Liu Qian had thought of the answer, and there was a trace of horror in his heart, and at the same time faintly excited.
"Create arms."
Liu An looked calm, and was satisfied with his son's response: "You must know these things sooner or later, and you can know it early."
Building military skills, it really is ...
At this moment, Liu Qian's heartbeat was like a drum, and he asked, "How long have a father prepared?"
"It's been a few years. If you return to Chang'an in the future, you have to change your identity regardless of success or failure."
Liu An means that it is the prince, and the defeat is the death row!
Liu Qian took a sigh of breath: "What are the preparations for his father?"
"Except for preparation, soldiers, other arrangements involve all aspects. We are weak, and we will join forces with the other side to attract the two.
The other party can only be the Huns ... Liu Qian said: "Is the father conspiring with the Huns?"
"Use each other. If you don't do this, how can you cause chaos and turbulence and get opportunities?"
"Why do you want to, this is the case ..."
Liu Qian didn't dare to say the two words directly, and said, "When will the father plan to start?"
"Don't be busy first, the arrangement has been arranged for a long time, and ridiculous that Chang'an is still unknowing."
"If in case of failure, we ..."
"You can rest assured that I have prepared to retreat. Even if the matter is defeated, our pulse will not be exhausted.
"Amei is still in Chang'an ..."
"She is more smart than 灵, and she will take care of herself."
Liu An looked at the direction of Chang'an outside the window.
Waiting for so many years, finally take the first step.
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Near the evening, the sunset of the fire rendered the sky.
The wind roars on the grassland.
Dan Dan was expressionless, and he looked down at Qu Meng's chest and broke a large hole in his chest.
The corpse has been dead for 20 days, but was protected by the mysterious power of the Huns shaman. It was not rotten, but it was black and purple, which was very deterrent.
Qu Meng's chest, at this time he could still feel a stretch of soldiers.
Not far away, Huo Qubing was projected separately, killing Qu Meng's long gun, and his blood was dry, but the sharp air machine was still hovering on the gun body.
Da Shaman was also on the side, his fingers were dazzling, and he had a single point in the heart, as if connecting his life and death for him for the final sacrifice!
Dasman also felt the front of the wounds that was condensed in the wound.
At these days, he tried to take out the power.
But every time, as long as the hand is loose, the wound will soon have the air machine to gather, stirring.
"The power of this Han will destroy everything in Qu Meng's body, not even his life soul." Dasman frowned.
The Xiongnu believes that there is another world after death. Practicing life souls is to look forward to dying one day, growing the soul, and entering the world of death.
But Qu Meng's situation is really dead, and all souls are scattered.
"Buried!"
The corpse was lying on a wolf skin pad, located in the grassland northern in the northern part of Ulanbato. The four fields were empty.
This is a valley, a cemetery of the Sugab clan.
The cemetery of the Huns is usually selected in the valley full of woods, the large rivers or tributary coast areas, and are distributed in groups.
Qu Meng is the head of the contemporary Xub tribe and the king of Yougu Li of the Xiongnu, with a respected status.
So even Yi Zhi Xie came to the burial in person.
The inside and outside the valley are all the heroes of the Huns and the Sub -clan. There are tens of thousands of people, and no one makes a little sound.
Only the sound of whistling, sobbing in everyone's ears.
"I...the master of the grassland tribes will personally cut off the Han general's head and make it into a wine vessel."
Yi Zhixie looked solemn: "Bury and kill the sacrifices!"
Cutting down the head of the hostile forces is the way of the Huns to be brave.
The living sacrifice is also a ritual of burial of the Huns. He will kill his slaves during his lifetime, so that the world where his death will be entered will still be served by these servants.
At this time, around the valley, there were hundreds of people kneeling with their heads held down by the Huns soldiers. They were both men and women, with frightened expressions. They were all Qu Meng's slaves during his lifetime.
The slaves of the Huns were almost all plundered Han Chinese.
They cannot be buried in the headquarters, so most of them are Han slaves!
The Xiongnu soldiers who were responsible for killing the sacrifice, holding a sharp short knife in hand, the same movement, pressed against the neck of the slave, shot quickly and fiercely, and opened a wound with a cracking throat.
Then he pressed the dying and struggling sacrifice.
The power a person generates before death can even break the leather ropes that bind them.
Fierce struggle, the ground was stepped on two deep gully, the pain of broken throats, despair, fear, numbness, and all emotions quickly fixed on the face of severe struggle.
As their neck splashed blood, they slowly became motionless, and their lives and body temperature quickly passed.
In the end, everything was quiet.
Among the executioners, some people sent the blood -stained blade to their mouths, licked, and kicked their bodies into the burial pit under the valley.
The filling was soon completed, and the desolate sound of horns sounded on the grassland.
Yi Zhi turned his head and looked to the south: "If the Han people dare to attack the Huns, we will pay them back a hundred times."
On the side of the big Saomen's hand, there was a dry yellow bone plate in his hand, which looked like the skull of a certain creature, which was full of blood.
At this moment, the blood in it suddenly twisted into lines of Xiongnu characters: "Have your men ever reached Wuhuan?"
Yi Zhi scanned the handwriting of the bones on the bone on his hands:
"Tell him that when we withdrawn, follow the discussion with him, and left a man to go east, and hidden in Wuyi. If there is someone in Beiguan in Beiguan of the Han people to raise fire, my team will appear and help him act!"
Da Shaman responded as said as Izhi diarrhea said.
Yi Zhi oblique: "How much do you have to confuse Changan?"
Blood stains on the bones: "I have prepared for this day for a long time ..."
"Where is the Han general who kills the canal?" Where is it now? "
"The Han people celebrated the victory of the Battle of Beiguan, the emperor asked for a hundred officials at Chang'an!"
Words have ended.
Yi Zhi looked at Dasman: "The Han people want to use my Huns' soldiers and horses. We see the opportunity to plunder and kill the Han army. How much hope is this time?"
"The most prosperous place for the Han people is Chang'an, depending on whether Changan will change." Dasman said.
Yi Zhixie: "What is the origin of that person...does the Great Shaman know?"
"I don't know, but I guess it should be a descendant of the clan of the Qin Dynasty, or an earlier country. He seems to have a deep-seated hatred for the current Han Dynasty."
The great shaman said: “There is at least one thing about him that transcends worldly power, which can obscure any tracing.
I have used a few ancestors inherited, and I couldn't find any information about him.
With this kind of power, he could move around the Han region and escape the pursuit of the Han emperor. "
"Is he one person, or many people?"
The great shaman shook his head slightly: "I don't know."
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Evening, Chang'an.
"Have everyone been found?"
Huo Qubing was sitting in the Chang'an Guards Command Hall, where Shi Jian, the doctor's order, usually worked.
Shi Jian happened to go home early today. It was said that his father was unwell.
Shi Jian was a filial son, and his reputation was passed down to future generations because of this incident.
"I have sent people to find the two generals Shi Jian and Cheng Bushi, the lieutenant of the Northern Army, Zhang Cigong..." It was Song Ran who answered, and Xiao Ying on the other side.
Huo Qubing was responsible for taking over the Chang'an Guards, and Song Ran and Xiao Ying were sent to assist him.
At this moment, there is also a great turmoil within the secret investigation.
The Chang'an Guards included the Southern Army, the Northern Army and the Forbidden Army.
All three are nominally under the control of the doctor, Shi Jian, who directly controls the Imperial Army. The southern army was under the command of Changle Weiwei Cheng Bushi, and the northern army was led by Zhang Cigong.
"What happened to Zhang Cigong?" Huo Qubing asked.
"Our people are looking for him. Probably... he probably went to a private house somewhere to meet someone."
At this time, someone from the secret service came in and whispered a few words to Xiao Ying.
Huo Qubing heard that he was reporting Zhang Ci's trace, and then said: "Zhang Cong, I went to it in person."
In the south of Chang'an City, a courtyard fell out.
Huo Qubing and his men came at full speed in the dark. A spy stepped forward and shattered the closed door with force, allowing the group to break in.
There were several Zhang Cigong's followers in the house, standing on the outer corridor. They all obviously knew Huo Qubing. They were stunned when he came in, but did not resist.
Huo Qubing waved his hand and did not let too many people keep up, and stepped to the depths of the courtyard.
His thoughts spread, and he had already discovered the situation in the inner house, so he went outside a house and knocked on the door before opening it.
There was a couple in the room, a man and a woman, who had just gotten off the couch. The man was Zhang Cigong.
The woman was covered in white, her face was frightened, she had just put on a robe, her hair was messy, she was Liu Ling, the daughter of the King of Huainan.
Seeing that it was Huo Qubing, Zhang Cigong breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Why don't you come and say hello to me? You just barged in like this. What happened?"
If Huo Qubu is sick, if you fall into the hands of others, maybe it will be used to the uncle, and you must follow your life yourself, thinking that I want?
(End of chapter)
