Warm spring comes out, soft sunshine shines on the grass, and winter snow gradually fades away, leaving the wetness all over the ground.

At this time in previous years, the Huns in the Shanyu Court would happily walk out of the tent, worship the great Kunlun god, and pray for the lush water and grass and livestock to breed.

But this year, the Shanyuting seemed very quiet, and the Xiongnu people had no smile on their faces, exuding a bleak atmosphere.

"Are you counting the losses of Wang Ting?"

In the Chanyu tent, Touman Chanyu was wearing a thick deer fur and frowned.

"Reply to the Great Shanyu, the royal court lost countless people and had countless livestock, and the rest of the day would be difficult."

The big man tilted his head and thought for a long time, but he couldn't get an accurate number in his mind.

"Hold the Shanyu flag, I sent people to the Zuo Xianwang and Youxianwang to gather people and prepare to go south."

Touman waved his hand helplessly and signaled Dadang to go to do business.

The Huns did not have their own writings and lacked talents. Touman saw that the white-haired wind caused huge losses to the Huns, but he didn't know how much it was. This feeling made Touman feel very troubled.

The great power of the Xiongnu royal court is equivalent to the inner historian of Qin. It is illiterate and cannot count, and it is also a joke of the Xiongnu.

"Father, I heard that after the beginning of spring, the Huns' army would go south, and the child asked my father to allow me to go south with the army."

After the big family left, a 20-year-old man walked into the tent with solid steps and sat in front of Touman.

Touman looked up and saw that it was his eldest son, the crotch.

The cramped hair was draped behind her, her face was rosy, her eyes were bright, and her whole body exuded a youthful aura.

The head wolf gradually grew old, and the former wolf cub was tall and strong, followed by a large number of wolves.

Thinking of the failed head wolf on the grassland and dying lonely and helplessly, a sense of disgust arose in Touman's heart.

He disliked the vibrant cramps, but preferred the youngest son born by Xin Na's.

"Canda, do you know what the army is most worried about for my father when we are heading south?" Touman picked up the horn cup on the table, took a big sip of milk wine, and said in his father's tone.

"In the opinion of a child, the father is most worried about by the Donghu, and Yuezhi took the opportunity to attack our flanks." Qiangren replied confidently.

After his mother passed away, Zisan got the support of her mother's tribe and obtained her own tribe. Over the past three years, Zisan took her tribal cavalry to travel all over the Xiongnu grasslands, pretending to be ordinary herders to explore the territory of Yuezhi, and her horizons became very broad.

"You are right, you deserve to be my son of Touman." Touman nodded, "What you said is exactly what you are worried about for your father. I sent someone to test the Yuezhi and wanted to make peace with the Yuezhi, but the Yuezhi people proposed a condition to make it difficult for your father."

After saying that, Touman's face was filled with deep worries.

"What are the conditions?" A bad intuition arose in Cantonese's heart.

"The Yuezhi people asked to be the father and the son."

It is very common for tribes on the grassland to send protons to each other. However, even if protons are sent to each other, they will still attack each other.

Qian Wang remembers that the Hun tribes killed many protons from other tribes.

"Don't you want to go?"

Seeing the hesitation of the slut, Touman said angrily.

"The child is willing to go to Yuezhi to serve as the proton."

Touman was very powerful. As the eldest son, Tuo was not sure of his heir. If he wanted to inherit Touman's position, he had to make enough credit for his contribution. It was also a merit to not be able to follow the army south to make contributions and serve as a proton.

Crown, Crown, I hope you will not come back when you arrive in Yuezhi...

As the crazed man left, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Touman's eyes.

How did Touman get the seat of Touman Shanyu? Touman himself knows very well.

Taking advantage of the defeat of the old Shanyu in Li Mu, Touman united with the opposition forces within the Huns and took the opportunity to surround the Shanyu's court tent and seize the position of Shanyu.

The replacement of the Xiongnu Shanyu is like the wolf in a pack of wolves. When the wolf grows old, there will be younger and stronger wolves who stand up and defeat the wolf.

The cramp is the growing wolf, which makes Touman feel threatened.

"This time I go south, I will take my husband to experience it!"

The news that the Xiongnu royal court summoned troops quickly spread to Henan.

Nuha, while conscription and preparation for war, he sent people to Shangjun for help.

"Touman has raised 50,000 elite cavalry, and we cannot resist it. Please send reinforcements as soon as possible to go out to help us fight!"

After Nuha's envoy arrived at Fushi, he saw that there was no sign of a large army gathering in the entire Shangjun, and he seemed very anxious.

"You go back and tell Nuha that as long as he can hold Touman for ten days, reinforcements will definitely come."

Ganluo, who was in charge of the reception, persuaded the messenger who returned to Nuha.

Nuha wanted the Qin army to meet the main force of Touman as soon as possible, which was not in line with the interests of the Qin army.

Meng Tian prepared for the Qin State to attack the Huns for almost a year.

The grain collected from the old land of the six countries was sent directly to Shangjun through the Yellow River waterway and arrived at Aocang.

The Qin army granary near the Great Wall was already full of food.

"General, I will only give me 100,000 people. Can I successfully conquer the entire Henan territory?"

In the military camp in Yulin, Shuma raised his questions.

According to the original plan, Su Jiao and Shejian thought that at least 200,000 people would be needed to reach Xianyang.

"There are already a lot of 100,000 elite soldiers." Meng Tian felt very confident when thinking about Chang 100,000 in later generations.

"Holding 100,000 soldiers in your hand can dominate the world."

Fighting on the grasslands, the more people, the better. The more people, the more horses, the better. The configuration of 100,000 horses is just right, and Meng Tian doesn't think there are few soldiers.

"Besides, the government has also recruited 100,000 civilians, and the original troops of Shangjun can capture the entire Henan area."

Meng Tian reacted, and historical records recorded that Meng Tian led an army of 300,000 to attack the Huns in the north, which made the Hu people dare not go south and shed their horses. Perhaps, there were no more than 300,000 troops led by Meng Tian.

There were only 150,000 real warriors, and the rest were all civilians and temporary recruitment of garrison soldiers.

"Does the general have a strategy?"

Seeing Meng Tian’s words so bold, Su Jiao had no doubts in his heart.

The Qin people prepared for this battle for a long time, but there was no reason for failure. They captured Henan and expanded the territory for thousands of miles. Such contributions were made, Su Jiao and Shejian's titles could be at least upgraded to several levels in a row, and it was not impossible to become Lunhou.

"How is the cavalry that I ordered you and the two of you to train?"

Meng Tian carefully studied the map of Henan and suddenly asked.

"Hehe, Li Bi and Luo Jia are both not idle when we made great contributions when we were fighting and making contributions."

Shima stood up and patted his chest: "Apart from the cavalry that supplies Li Bi and Luo Jia, there are still 15,000 cavalry left in Shangjun."
Chapter completed!