The sky is vast and wild,
In early autumn, the northern grasslands are roaring with strong winds, sweeping over the grasslands with a biting chill.
Tap tap tap...
A burst of noisy horse hoofbeats sounded, and shouts came from the distance. Dozens of Hun cavalry wearing iron armor, hanging wooden bows on their backs, and holding scimitars guarded a tall man in the front, wearing a fur coat. Inside is a rugged man wearing iron armor.
This cavalry can be regarded as a rare elite on the grassland. After all, in this grassland where iron tools are extremely scarce, there are not many cavalry who can wear iron armor, and the identity of the leader is even more noble.
The man's name is Huyanlang, and he comes from the Huyan clan, one of the four major clans of the Xiongnu. He is a pioneer general under King Zuoxian of the Xiongnu.
The group of people took advantage of the dim moonlight and headed towards the endless tents in the distance.
A group of people arrived at the entrance of the camp.
Hundreds of Hun men were guarding the place with scimitars. Hu Yanlang casually threw the scimitar inlaid with gems to the soldiers guarding the camp. When the Hun soldier saw that it was the saber of the vanguard general of King Zuo Xian, he quickly returned the saber with both hands. Hu Yanlang said respectfully:
"It's General Huyanlang. Please let him go quickly."
The group of people moved away the horse-rejecting stakes, and Huyanlang rode into the Huns camp with his head held high.
From time to time in the camp, some Huns could be seen whipping the scarred men and women from the Central Plains, and waves of applause and cheers could be heard from around them.
Seeing this scene, a cruel smile appeared on Huyanlang's face,
Seeing the mistreatment of the Central Plains people by these people, Hu Yanlang's hands became a little itchy.
He originally wanted to go down and whip these Central Plains two-legged sheep with a riding crop, but he was afraid of delaying the autumn hunting gathering, so he suppressed this idea. He thought in his heart that he would favor him when he returned to the camp in the evening. Female slaves from the Central Plains were whipped to death.
Not long after, he and dozens of cavalrymen behind him came to a huge tent six feet high.
He raised his hand, and the cavalry behind him dispersed.
And he got off his horse and tied it to a wooden stake nearby.
Entering the tent under the watchful eyes of two guards surrounded by iron armor.
At this time, many Hun nobles or generals in gold and silver were already sitting in the camp. Grilled lamb legs and mutton chops and mare's kumiss were placed on the square table.
Almost every Hun man was kneeling next to a naked young girl. There were more or less whip marks and bruises on the girl's body.
Some Xiongnu nobles were completely absent from the occasion. They smiled lewdly and put their hands into the clothes of those Central Plains girls. The tent was filled with the sound of luxurious breathing.
Huyanlang came to the front seat on the left and sat down. Next to him was a fair-skinned girl from the Central Plains. Huyanlang took the girl into his arms and rubbed the girl vigorously with his big hands.
At this time, two strong men wearing floor-length brocade robes entered the tent chatting and laughing. Others present stopped what they were doing and cupped their hands and said:
"See Left (Right) Wise King."
"Haha, you are all good men of my grassland. May the Wolf God bless you."
The Huns on the grassland believed in a god of the grassland named Wolf God. Legend has it that as long as the belief is pious enough, the Wolf God will bring blessings, bless the grassland, and guide the direction of the grassland.
The wise kings sat on the chairs on the left and right sides of the main seat,
At this time, a two-meter-tall middle-aged man with a calm expression and wearing a tiger skin and silver armor walked into the tent with steady steps.
At this time, everyone present, including the wise kings on the left and right, stood up, knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice:
"See Shanyu..."
The person who came was none other than Shanyu Touman of the Huns. Touman was sitting on his own chair and said in a loud voice like a bell:
"Everyone, get up, sit down and talk."
The group returned to their seats. Although they were less dignified, they were no longer impudent.
"It's another year of autumn hunting. Today, under the guidance of the Prairie Wolf God, we, the Huns, have gathered 400,000 prairie men here. The Qin Kingdom's northern garrison only has 100,000 troops. How can they stop the hoofs of our Huns cavalry?"
Touman paused, looked around, and said loudly:
"In this autumn hunt, I want to conquer the northern city in one fell swoop and let our prairie men roam the rich and fertile Central Plains, rob their grains, treasures, and abduct their women."
Hearing this, all the generals and nobles below showed eagerness and expectation. Every time they hunted in autumn, they would get countless grains, property and beautiful Central Plains girls.
King Zuo Xian on the side said in a deep voice:
"Chanyu, if we really plunder all the northern lands, will we suffer unrelenting revenge from Qin?"
Shan Yu laughed and patted King Zuo Xian on the shoulder.
"King Zuo Xian, are you confused? We prairie men are blessed by the wolf god on the grassland. Even if the Qin State sends a large army, they may not be able to find us. Without the baggage, they will have no choice but to return without success. Besides, do you have any objection to the Wolf God’s will at this time?”
King Zuo Xian sighed and said:
"Xiao Wang doesn't dare. Everything will follow the will of the Wolf God and Shan Yu."
"Haha, that's right. King Zuo Xian will be the vanguard of the army this time."
King Zuo Xian looked a little ugly, but he still responded.
King Youxian looked gloating.
"Haha, my sons, enjoy the good meat and wine tonight, and tomorrow we will send troops to the north!"
Subsequently, the Hun nobles and generals below no longer concealed the animal desires in their bodies, and began to have a decadent carnival...
The next day,
The 100,000-strong army commanded by King Zuo Xian did not send troops immediately. Instead, he sent 10,000 cavalry into ten teams to explore the intelligence around the Northland and plunder some villages around the Northland.
Beidi, Liujiacun,
A child was jumping and driving a few lambs towards home.
A few old men were sitting under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, enjoying the shade and resting.
From time to time, two or three strong men would walk along the dirt road in the village carrying a wooden plow.
At this time, smoke was rising from most of the houses in Liujia Village.
At this time, bursts of sand and dust were rising east of Liujiacun.
The old man at the entrance of the village narrowed his eyes.
"Old Li, do you think it's sandstorm that's coming?"
"You are so confused, Old Liu, that is clearly dust raised by the horse's hooves."
The old man named Lao Li had just finished speaking when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He stood up tremblingly and looked in the direction of the rising dust.
In the sand, thousands of fierce figures holding scimitars slowly appeared.
"No, no, it's the Hun wolf soldiers!"
Other people in the village also noticed the abnormality, and the originally peaceful village suddenly became noisy.
The horse is strong and strong,
The leader of the Hun cavalry, waving the scimitar in his hand, let out a strange cry:
"Kill them all and take away their women and children!"
PS: The Demon Suppression Pass is over. I didn’t expect Yu Mo to die with the reputation of a human executioner. I’m really sad...
