She only felt a surge of blood in her chest, and a surge of pride rushed to the sky: "Young master helps me so much, how can I live up to your entrustment, I will definitely break the back of the Xiongnu in the first battle, and make Monan no longer... Wang Ting .”

Chapter 94 Bai Su, I Remember You

Yinshan area.

In the big account of the Huns.

The brazier was blazing, warming the entire tent.

Mao Dun sat on the main seat, and on the long table in front of him were placed exquisite wine vessels looted from the Yuezhi people, silver jugs and golden cups, filled with preserved beef and sheep fruits, cheese and pasta.

Holding the wine cup, she took a sip of the wine and let out a long breath. Since the battle with Meng Tian, ​​she hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

"Chan Yu..."

A fat man walked into the big tent, looked at Maodun, stroked his chest and saluted.

"How's it going?"

Looking at the envoy who came back, Mao Dun raised his slender crescent eyebrows slightly, put down the wine cup in his hand and said.

"Youxian King has mobilized [-] soldiers and horses from Liaodong, and collected a large number of bronze arrowheads, scimitars, and war horses. It will take about five days to drive back."

"Okay, wait for King Youxian's troops to gather, I will attack back and forth, and I will definitely trap Meng Tian and the others to death in the Yin Mountain."

Hearing this for a while, a smile appeared on the pretty face with a slightly dark complexion after being exposed to the wind and sand for a long time, and the vermilion lips were slightly raised.

Although the copper mines on this grassland are much richer than those in the Central Plains, they are limited by the Xiongnu's backward mining and smelting technology.

Their copper and iron weapons are not rich, only elite soldiers and horses of some tribes can equip them. Many soldiers are recruited from ordinary tribes, and many people use bones and wood to polish arrowheads.

This thing has a good effect in the grassland lacking armor and in the war between tribes. After all, the output is large and it is easy to make.

But fighting against the soldiers and horses of the Central Plains seemed a bit too weak.

Meng Tian only needs to send thousands of elite cavalry, wearing armor and holding strong bows and crossbows, to kill her tens of thousands of Xiongnu soldiers and horses, and they are completely defeated.

After all, this bow and arrow can't break through the defense of the opponent, but the opponent raises his hand and shoots the arrow, one shot is accurate, how can this damn fight.

After gathering these fine bronze arrowheads, scimitars, and a large number of war horses, she will have the confidence to defeat Meng Tian.

Although the strong bows and crossbows of this era have the advantages of easy operation, lightness and flexibility, they also have a fatal shortcoming, that is, the shooting range is too short, far inferior to the throwing distance of a longbow.

If on a fixed battlefield, the two sides rushed forward at close range, then the Huns were definitely not Xia Jun's opponent.

But if we fought in a roundabout way, pretended to be defeated, lured Xia's army to attack, and then used sharp bronze arrowheads to shoot backwards, the result would not be certain.

The Xiongnu can take advantage of the range and distance, and can continuously shoot and kill the cavalry of the Xia army without injury.

After all the Xia army's cavalry were dealt with, the remaining infantry would naturally have nothing to fear.

After all, on the vast grassland, no matter what, two legs cannot run with four legs.

Mao Dun thought of this, and stood up from the throne, wearing a high-slit Hu suit, revealing round and compact long legs, and the sun-tanned wheat-colored skin showed sexy lines.

"If you want to blame Meng Tian, ​​you can blame God's will. God helped me, the Huns, to defeat you..."

She opened the curtain and looked, only to see a vast expanse of whiteness outside, and the thick fog seemed to make it impossible to change the direction at all, and even the mountains in the distance could not be seen.

In this case, no matter how brave Xia Jun was, he could only be forced to withdraw his troops and wait until the fog cleared.

With such a delay, the advantages of both sides will be reversed.

"Shan Yu!"

As soon as there was an urgent report, a guard of the Huns ran over in a hurry.

"What's the matter, so flustered?" Mao Dun asked with a blank expression.

"Suddenly, a large number of Xia troops appeared behind us. They have captured the rear camp one after another and set fire to our camp. Now the whole camp is in chaos."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. We are a hundred miles away from Xia Jun. In this weather, it is very difficult for them to walk a few miles a day. How could they suddenly appear behind us overnight? You You must be lying to me."

Mao Dun waved his hand, not believing the news at all.

But after waiting for a long time, the guard didn't change his words. The smile on Mao Dun's face froze, and his heart skipped a beat.

She grabbed the guard's collar, gritted her teeth tightly and said, "What did you just say, say it again!"

The guards of the Xiongnu who were kneeling underneath were also helpless, and said: "Jun Xia suddenly appeared behind us and charged in like tigers and wolves, and we are in this thick fog, and it is difficult to distinguish friend from foe. , the rear battalion was destroyed."

"As if they were not affected by the fog, they rushed straight towards the camp of the Chinese army where Shanyu was. Shanyu, run fast, or it will be too late."

Mao Dun staggered back a few steps, his expression was dull for a while, and he muttered to himself: "This...how is this possible? Why did Meng Tian suddenly appear behind us, and why can they accurately distinguish between friend and foe?"

The guard smiled wryly and said, "This... the last general doesn't know, that Jun Xia seems to have three eyes. After seeing our soldiers in the thick fog, he didn't even hesitate, and slashed at them with a knife. , we can't react at all."

"Chan Yu, the cavalry of the Five Thousand Xia Army has appeared in front of us and is attacking the gate of the camp."

A sweaty guard ran over and hurriedly reported.

"Chanyu, let's go, if you don't go, it will be too late." The guard hurriedly urged.

Mao Dun bit his lips tightly, a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and he said hoarsely: "Let's go!"

She knew that if she didn't leave now, it would really be over, so she gritted her teeth and fled towards the deep mountain in embarrassment with the only remaining guards around her.

Hearing the screams in the camp behind her and the rumble of the horseshoes falling, she felt a twinge of pain in her heart.

After this incident, not to mention defeating Meng Tian and washing away the shame of the year, her defeat was even worse than face to face, and all the wealth accumulated over the years was lost in one fell swoop.

With the fall of Yin Mountain, it was only a matter of time before Qilian Mountain and Yanzhi Mountain fell, and the land of Monan changed hands. From then on, within ten years, the Huns did not even dare to go south to herd cattle.

Thinking of this, Maodun couldn't help but grieve and said: "The loss of my Qilian Mountain will make my six animals invincible; the loss of my Yanzhi Mountain will make my married woman colorless..."

The guards on the side heard Shanyu's hoarse voice, and their faces showed sadness.

Everyone knew in their hearts that the Huns were about to collapse.

"Mouton..."

At this time, a familiar voice came from a distance.

Mao Dun stopped and looked back, only to see a familiar figure standing on the opposite cliff, with a black skirt and a cold face.

Who is it if it is not Meng Tian?

Seeing her old enemy for many years appearing in front of her, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth and shouted: "Meng Tian, ​​how did you do it? Why is your army so weak that even you are sick?"

"But why did you suddenly recover? Why were you able to run for hundreds of miles in this dense fog? Why, why..."

The enemy in my heart for many years appeared in front of me, and the two were separated by hundreds of feet on both sides of the cliff, looking at each other.

Meng Tian saw that this distance was beyond the reach, so he simply stopped chasing.

She looked at the distraught Shan Yu Modun, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she cupped her hands: "Of course all this is due to Mr. Bai."

Mao Dun was taken aback for a moment: "Master Bai?"

She had been fighting with Meng Tian for so long, and it was the first time she heard this strange name.

Meng Tian said with a smile on his face: "This person's name is Bai Su, and he is the number one talented person in my Great Xia. Illness and God's will are nothing to worry about. Everything about you is in the scheme of the young master. If you have the young master to help me, how can you help me?" undefeated."

"Bai Su, Bai Su, it turns out that this man is responsible for everything. The reason why I lost to you is because of him!!!"

Mao Dun's slender fingers clenched tightly, and his silver teeth creaked: "Bai Su, just wait for me, I will remember you."

"Don't fall into my hands in the future, otherwise I will torture you for a whole lifetime, making it impossible for you to survive or die. I will repay you a hundredfold for everything you have done today."

Hearing this, Meng Tian looked straight at Mao Dun with his autumn-like eyes.

She said coldly: "If you want to attack the young master, then go ahead, I will definitely defeat you again like today, but next time, you will have no chance to escape, I will capture you back Xianyang."

Mao Dun didn't speak, but bit his lips firmly, like a wounded wolf king, his eyes were very fierce.

Between the cliffs, the two stared at each other.

Chapter 95 Comparable to the heinous achievements of political sisters

"Is this the rumored Dragon City..."

Bai Su stopped on a maroon horse, looked up, and a majestic stone city appeared in sight.

It was the royal court of the Huns.

As the royal court of the Huns, although this Dragon City cannot be compared with the majestic Xianyang Palace, such a large city is really rare on this vast grassland.

At this time, the city gate was wide open, and the snow-white marble could be seen from a distance. On the paved altar, stood a gilded statue of a giant wolf inlaid with turquoise, which echoed the position of the stars in the grassland sky.

It seems that this is the place where the Huns sacrificed.

He rode his horse into the city, and with the influx of Xia troops, some Huns, old and young, who had not escaped, hid one after another, and the whole city was extremely quiet.

Bai Su was dressed in a white robe, which was particularly eye-catching in this city.

Meng Yi, who was directing his subordinates to count the number of cattle, sheep and horses, saw Bai Su approaching from afar.

She put down the parchment in her hand and greeted her personally: "My lord, you are here."

Bai Su got off his horse, looked at her happy face, and asked with a smile: "The general is so happy, it seems that he has gained a lot of supplies this time."

"There are more than a few..."

Hearing Bai Su's question, Meng Yi's eyes brightened up: "The horses captured this time alone amounted to more than 50, and the cattle and sheep were even in the millions. I have never seen such a thing in my life." Lots of horses..."

Bai Su looked at the excited Meng Yi, but was not surprised.

After all, horses in the Central Plains have always been scarce, and one horse is worth tens of dollars, which is not something ordinary people can afford.

Such a precious strategic material, getting so much at once, would make anyone excited.

Meng Yi paused, and looked at Bai Su with a pair of eyes like autumn water: "In addition to livestock, there are also large amounts of gold and silver utensils, spices, and fine wines that the Huns plundered from other tribes. The value is completely immeasurable. Comparable to the credit of destroying the country, I can be so smooth, all this is due to the young master."

After pondering for a moment, Bai Su said, "There is one more great achievement in battle that you have overlooked."

"What's the credit?"

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, his slender eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of any other credit.

Together with her sister, she and her sister split into two groups, one went directly into the mansion, broke through the Dragon City, and captured the Huns' royal court.

A defeated Shanyu Maodun in the Yinshan Mountains, joined forces with the Yuezhi people to hunt down the Huns, and Maodun was forced to flee to the land of Mobei.

Now that the war in Monan area is over, what chance is there to make a contribution?

Bai Su said with a smile: "Of course it is to let Monan, there will be no more Huns royal court."

Meng Yi was taken aback for a moment, and asked tentatively: "My lord, do you mean to burn this royal court?"

Bai Su shook his head: "Even if the royal court is burned, it's meaningless, just like when the Central Plains defeated Gui Fang, the Quan Rong came, defeated the Quan Rong, and the Huns came again, endlessly."

"If we want to do this, we must completely include this grassland in Monan into the territory of the Central Plains. Otherwise, as long as we withdraw our troops, this grassland will sooner or later give birth to a second court of the Huns."

Hearing this, Meng Yi couldn't help being stunned.

After pondering for a moment, she smiled wryly and said, "Young master's idea is good, but it's a pity that it can't be done in reality."

This prairie land is not like the Central Plains, because the rainfall is too little, the land is too barren, and large-scale farming is impossible.

The Central Plains forcibly annexed the grasslands, not only did not have much profit, but a large amount of food and materials needed to be dispatched from the Central Plains every year.

This is a huge drain on finances, and with Daxia's current national strength, it simply cannot last long.

Moreover, nomads often live by water and grass, without a fixed place of residence, and cannot achieve stable control like the Central Plains.

No matter how you look at it, it does more harm than good.

Bai Su smiled mysteriously: "As the so-called use magic to defeat magic, since the Central Plains' method can't control the grassland, then we can change our thinking and use the Xiongnu's method to control the grassland?"

Meng Yi's slender eyebrows were frowned, and he asked suspiciously: "I don't know what you can do, my lord?"

Bai Su raised a finger and said, "The Central Plains collects grain by measuring the land, and collects taxes by money."

"The grasslands seem to have no fixed land and currency, but they also have similar things."

"For example, the cattle and sheep in their hands are the "land" they produce, and the grasslands where materials are scarce, the urgently needed firewood, rice, oil, salt, cloth, and medicinal materials are the hard currency of the grasslands."

"We can use this as a basis to establish a North Court Protectorate that depends on the Central Plains to survive."

Meng Yi was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled by this strange name.

She couldn't help asking: "What is Beiting Protectorate's Mansion?"

Bai Su smiled and said, "To put it simply, it is a county that is different from the Central Plains system. The military power needs to be controlled by the Central Plains, and some other official positions can be occupied by local people to win people's hearts and let the Huns help us. Govern the Huns."

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