There was naturally a reason why Liu Chun was a Huns, but he was accepted as a disciple by Han Long.
As a young prince of the Huns, he claimed to be the general of the Han Dynasty who conquered the Liao Dynasty, and he was also the grandson of Qu Bei. This status did not make him lose any points in the territory of the Han Dynasty.
On the contrary, as a Huns who admired the Han, took the initiative to learn Chinese, learned Chinese characters, and followed Han etiquette, he would be looked at more differently.
Because this kind of behavior not only satisfies the Han people's mentality of Hanism, but also gives the Han people a sense of accomplishment that their education has been successful.
This trend actually has to be traced back to Emperor Xiaowu.
Emperor Xiaowu was once conquered by the Hunxie and Xiutu tribes of the Xiongnu. His Xiutu crown prince Jin Rixi was placed in the Huangmen Department to raise horses. Later, he was favored by Emperor Xiaowu and gradually became an important minister.
When Emperor Xiaowu was seriously ill, he followed Huo Guang and accepted Gu's orders and became an auxiliary minister.
He was loyal and loyal, and his descendants were famous for their loyalty and filial piety, which lasted for seven generations. He can be regarded as the most successful example of naturalized Hu people.
It has to be said that Jin Rixi's success has set an excellent example for those who come after him.
Liu Hun's grandfather went to Bei and was ordered to escort the Emperor of Han out of Chang'an. He originally wanted to take such a path.
Unfortunately, what he met was an old thief Cao who was very wary of the barbarians.
Not to mention that he failed to get any good position, later the Xiongnu Chanyu Huchuquan came to court and was detained in Yecheng by Cao. Instead, he sent King Youxian to Pingyang to monitor the five Xiongnu tribes.
This is simply putting Qubei on the fire rack to bake.
After Qubei's death, his headquarters, the Tiefu tribe, immediately fell apart. His son Liu Gaosheng led the remaining tribesmen to survive in a corner of Bingzhou.
The tribe has declined, and Liu Hun is not Liu Gaosheng's eldest son, so he can't inherit the poor family fortune, and he doesn't look down on him.
So I took advantage of the few connections my grandfather still had and traveled to the Central Plains to see if there was any chance of finding a way out.
Therefore, it is not false to say that the name Little Prince of the Huns is fake, but if it has any gold content, it is impossible. The water content is almost the same.
The Cao family is not honest in what they do. King Youxian went and made a humble contribution, but he was used and thrown away like a rag. What is a little prince with water content?
So Liu Hun didn't find a way out, but he found a master, and this was Han Long.
Finally, I followed Han Long from Hebei to Guanzhong and arrived in Hanzhong.
Anyway, in the eyes of the three generations of Liu and Qing, what Cao Cao did was not considered human affairs.
It was not easy for my grandfather to save me. Although I never thought that I would be able to sit in the position of assistant minister like Kim Il-ho, but at least I can let future generations have something to think about, right?
Unexpectedly, the old thief Cao came to kidnap the emperor to order the princes. The emperor of the Han Dynasty turned into a bird in a cage. He was even sent to the north to make a rag when he was gone.
After finally waiting for the old thief Cao to die, Cao Pi did not expect to be more ruthless and directly usurped the throne of the Han emperor.
The emperor has changed his surname, who dares to mention the merits of the previous dynasty?
So his grandson Liu Hun came to Hanzhong and wondered, Emperor Ji Han, whose surname is also Liu, is said to have the same ancestor as Emperor Liu who lost his throne?
Why don't I follow my father's example and continue to serve the Emperor of the Liu family? Maybe I can find a way out?
Of course, that's not the point.
The point is, Liu Hun's master Han Long admires the loyalty of Liu Qubei and Liu Hun very much.
After all, as a ranger, loyalty comes first.
So Liu Hun also knew some of Han Long's secrets.
For example, Han Long is closely related to the two founding heroes of the Han Dynasty. The most surprising thing is that they even have the same name, Han Xin.
One is Han Xin, the Marquis of Huaiyin.
One is Han Xin, the king of princes with a different surname. In order to distinguish him from the former, he is generally called King Xin of Han.
Although these two people have the same name and both made great contributions to Emperor Gaozu's unification of the world, they actually had no connection at the beginning.
The reason why the two Koreas finally secretly merged into one was entirely because of one person.
This man was also a founding hero of the former Han Dynasty, and his name was Chen Xi.
These distant secrets have long been lost in the course of hundreds of years and are unknown to the world.
But there are always some people in this world who pass it down from generation to generation, guarding the secrets that last hundreds or even thousands of years.
The identity of these people is called the people of the mountain sect, or the hidden masters.
The Yellow Turban Rex, a figure that was originally passed down by alchemists, appeared in front of the world on a large scale for the first time during the Yellow Turban Rebellion. Liu Hun naturally heard about it from his master Han Long.
I heard that some masters from the mountain sect were involved in this matter.
Seeing the Mountain Shaking Woman in the field, Liu Hun looked towards the high platform in the distance, his eyes flickering brightly and darkly, and his doubts became even stronger.
The intimidating momentum of the Mountain Shaker in the field made no one in the group dare to step forward easily.
"Liu Cheng, what do you think this should be?"
Liu Hun hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth, "The king often said that if you lose, you don't lose the battle. I'm afraid we don't have much confidence in this battle, but we can't admit defeat so easily. Let me go on the field and give it a try."
To be honest, in the first game Liu Hun came up, in the second game he was the conductor, and in the third game he was a little unruly.
So someone came forward and said, "Liu Zheng, it's better for us to go up in this scene."
Liu Hun shook his head, "I am very familiar with the fight, so just let me do it. I am a barbarian. Even if I lose, others will not laugh at me too much."
After speaking, Liu Hun pushed aside the crowd and walked into the arena.
"Liu Hun is quite confident."
Zhang Xingyi on the stage said with some surprise when she saw Liu Hun coming out.
"It's not that he's confident, it's just that he doesn't want to admit defeat easily."
Although Liu Hun was recommended to him by Zhang Xingyi, he knew Liu Hun better than Zhang Xingyi.
"Although this person looks young, he may be a ranger. He has a lot of courage. The most rare thing is that he is quite brave and independent. But he is a bit stubborn."
Hearing Feng Yong's comment, Zhang Xingyi said angrily, "It sounded like you were praising someone before, but with this last sentence, I don't know whether you are praising someone or hurting them."
The two people below had already begun to fight with each other, and there were only shouts and shouts. Liu Hun was moving around, but he was not knocked down by the Mountain Shaker Woman.
"Of course it's a compliment. His temperament, if used in the right place, is called persistence.
Feng Yong also looked down with some admiration.
Guan Ji gave up in the first game because she had already dug a hole for people to jump into in the next two games, and that was not necessarily a tactic of her arrogant enemy.
Her ability was also proved later.
The winner is blameless.
But if Liu Hun surrenders in the third game when there is no retreat, then the nature of it is completely different.
The loser has nothing to say.
So even if he knew he couldn't win, he still had to grit his teeth and play.
At this time, Guan Ji walked up to the high platform, sat next to Feng Yong, and said softly, "Alang, why don't we just call it quits this time?"
Feng Yong knew what she meant, and immediately shook his head, "In the army, it's no better than outside. Victory is victory, defeat is defeat. We can't just save each other's face for the sake of harmony."
"I don't care about others, but the soldiers I lead must not have this kind of behavior."
When Feng Yong said this, although his eyes fell on the field, his voice was a little distant.
"Only when you dare to face up to your own shortcomings, even if you are your own enemy, and work hard to learn from their strengths, can you continue to move forward and take further steps."
"So this time, I just want to hurt them, make them lose face, and make them wake up."
A strong army must have indomitable resilience.
There is no army in the world that cannot win a battle, at least Feng Yong never thought that his army could always win battles.
If they can't even withstand this small setback, then there is no need for him to lead them forward.
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xingyi, Li Mu and others just thought that Feng Yong was doing things fairly, but Guan Ji and Zhang Yi were shocked.
During the Northern Expedition, the most talked-about battle was the Battle of Jieting.
Nowadays, there is a legend in the Han Dynasty that Feng Junhou led the army and fought back and forth on Longshan "Nine times on the slope, I don't know how high it is", first taking Longguan and then fighting at Jieting.
What is the legacy of Huaiyin Hou's last-ditch battle, what is the well-trained troops, all the soldiers are elite, etc.
The most famous one is what Feng Yong shouted to the soldiers.
"My great clan will stand here and will not take a step back. When the thieves come, I will pick up this three-foot sword and die with the thieves. Since the Northern Expedition, I have never heard of a general in the army who died for the country. If so, please tell me from Feng Everlasting!"
The flag will not retreat, but I am willing to carry the three-foot sword and sacrifice myself for the country.
The soldiers marched forward without hesitation.
With such a commander leading such soldiers, who dares to look down upon him? Even the Han Prime Minister was quite satisfied.
Don't you see that many of the troops led by Feng Yong are different from the Han military system, but the prime minister did not mention a word about it.
What people never expected was that Feng Yong was the first to express dissatisfaction with his soldiers in public, and even deliberately wanted to embarrass them.
But only Feng Yong was qualified to give them such advice.
Otherwise, even Zhang Yi, who personally trained the Modao team, could only remain silent. At the same time, he thought in his heart: It is rare in the world for a monarch to have such strict requirements for his soldiers.
At this time, the contestants in the audience had already decided the winner.
Although Liu Hun was brave, in front of Shanshanfu, who was huge and specialized in close combat, Liu Hun without weapons could only be knocked to the ground many times.
This time, no one booed. After all, everyone would feel a lot of pressure when facing a meat mountain that couldn't tell the difference between men and women.
After Zhang Yi announced the result, Feng Yong stood up, walked to the front of the high platform, and stood there quietly with a stern look on his face.
Then a female guard brought up a huge loudspeaker.
It was obvious that after this competition, Bu Qu was deprived of the qualification to even raise a trumpet.
Only when everyone calmed down, Feng Junhou, who was like a sculpture, pointed downwards and suddenly cursed, "Trash! Let's see how I deal with you in two days!"
Feng Yong's voice was not low if he really let it go. The curse words were amplified by the loudspeaker and buzzed like thunder.
This curse made everyone lower their heads, wishing they could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Liu Hun, on the other hand, looked at the direction Roshan was leaving, his eyes flickering.
Feng Yong from above pointed at the soldiers who came to watch the excitement, "You are the same! At the beginning, were you the ones who booed others? Huh? If you have the ability, you can go out and try it?"
So the soldiers who had just come to watch the excitement fell from the sky and were scolded like crazy.
In the end, even the Qiang Hu who came to watch the excitement could not escape, "And you, my army to protect the Qiang captain does not have idlers. If you want to join, you'd better show your real skills!"
If the tribe can become a source of troops for the Qiang Protector Army, it will naturally receive the best treatment, and tax exemptions are the most basic.
If he can make a great contribution, or be valued by Feng Junhou, just a little bit of tilt in the aspect of woolen materials will be enough for the clan.
Not to mention tea, sugar and other rare things.
The Qiang and Hu leaders who could come to watch were basically the tribal leaders recognized by the Qiang Protector Colonel. Now that they thought of the pile of meat mountains, they all took a breath of cold air.
What kind of warriors are qualified among the Qiang Protector Army?
Feng Junhou was on the high platform, spitting foam at the mouth until his mouth was dry, then he stopped, turned around and walked away angrily.
Thousands of people were left alone and did not dare to move.
At night, Lieutenant Feng made a cup of honey himself, held it and sat at the table.
Then he tiptoed to Guan Guan, who was sitting in front of the dressing table combing his hair, and said flatteringly, "Xijun, can you drink the honey water before going to bed?"
How can he still look as majestic as he did in the daytime?
Guan Ji said "hmm", put down her comb, walked to the table, and drank the warm honey water on the table that happened to be in her mouth.
Lieutenant Feng followed over again, put his hands on Guan Ji's shoulders, and began to help massage her, "Xijun really worked hard today."
"It's not really hard work, it's just a matter of directing a scene, and I didn't do it myself at the time."
Guan Ji felt that the strength of her hands on her shoulders was just right, making her relax involuntarily.
"What if Xijun is not so powerful? Then Liu Hun can be considered a brave general. I didn't expect Xijun to be able to defeat him before he even took action himself."
Feng Yong stepped forward and said, "Xijun's military formation today looks very extraordinary."
"This is...well, please put Alang's hand over here."
Guan Ji gestured.
"is it here?"
"right."
"What did Mr. Xi want to say just now?"
"I want to say that this is what my aunt taught me."
When Feng Yong heard this, he felt happy, and he thought as I expected, "Then what is the name of this military formation?"
"Alang, use more force in this position."
"well."
Feng Yong quickly started massaging vigorously.
"This military formation is called the Eight Formations."
Guan Ji narrowed her eyes comfortably and answered casually.
Feng Tubiao was almost overjoyed, and actually stopped his hand, "I didn't expect that the Prime Minister's wife could actually know these eight formation diagrams, and taught it to Mr. Xi?"
"What's the point? When the prime minister deduced the eight formations, my aunt also helped a lot. Why didn't Alang stop pressing it?"
Guan Ji seemed to enjoy Feng Yong's massage.
Huang Yueying is awesome! (Breaking sound)
"Okay, okay, press, press!" Feng Yong continued to exert force on his hands, leaned his head over again, and asked quietly, "Then, has Xijun mastered these eight formation diagrams?"
"How can it be so easy? The more soldiers there are in these eight formations, the more complicated the military orders become. I have only learned a little bit now, and at most I can command two thousand people to practice this military formation."
"No more will be enough. Once the command fails, the flow within the formation will not work properly, which will not be beautiful."
So I said it at the beginning. When he was in Longxi, Zhuge Lao Yao commanded tens of thousands of people to form an eight-array diagram. What is the operating capability of sixteen threads if that is not it?
"If you can't command, you can learn!" Feng Yong sat next to Guan Ji and encouraged, "Nowadays, there are 10,000 people in the number of captains to protect the Qiang, and Mr. Xi is engaged in protecting the Qiang, so just use them to practice."
After thinking about it, I led ten thousand people to form eight formations. There were two people in the formation, a husband and wife, one of whom was a puppet, just watching, and one who was the actual commander.
What Zhang He and Guo Huai, am I afraid of you?
Guan Ji glanced at Feng Yong, and suddenly couldn't help but smile, and then she leaned forward and backward with joy, "I wonder why Alang is so abnormal tonight, so you want me to teach you military formations?"
After laughing for a while, Guan Ji took Feng Yong's hand.
"Since Alang wants something, he can just say it, so why bother talking in such a roundabout way? You and I are one husband and wife, what else can't we say?"
Feng Yong clicked his tongue, "What to teach? Do I still need Mr. Xi to teach me? The Prime Minister also wanted to teach me at first, but I didn't learn it."
"To have the Prime Minister personally teach Alang is something that no one can ask for. Why doesn't Alang learn?"
Guan Ji had a look of great regret on her face.
Feng Yong sighed and said quietly, "The eight formation diagrams are too complicated, I can't learn them!"
"Pfft! Hahaha..."
"Don't laugh! I won't be polite if you laugh again!"
Feng Junhou became angry and said, "I have something to discuss with Mr. Xi."
"Okay, I don't want to smile. Please tell me, Alang."
"I have a winter training plan."
"What's the plan?"
Guan Ji stroked her chest, then raised her head and glanced at Feng Yong, who was serious. She couldn't help but smile again, and finally she lay down on the table with a smile.
"You're against me!"
"Alang, Alang, I know I was wrong! Yeah, be gentler..."
