Chapter 74 Blood-stained Dragon City (I)

The night is low, as dark as ink, and the north wind blows vigorously, snowflakes are rolling up and flying in the sky. If it is during the day, you will definitely enjoy a magnificent scene of snow flying in the sky.

If it were usual, when nightfall in Longcheng came, the Huns would huddle in the tent, drink and eat meat. Although they were extremely enthusiastic, they could not resist the cold wind in Longcheng at night.

Tonight is abnormal, and Longcheng is destined to be a sleepless night.

The Huns gathered in groups of three or five, raising fires and bonfires, which stretched for dozens of miles. It seemed particularly regretful at night. The Huns spoke, sang, laughed, and were having fun, venting their joy.

Going south to the Han territory, destroying the Han Dynasty, holding the beautiful Han people's country, enjoying the delicious food of the Han people, forcing the beautiful wives and concubines of the Han people to cry. Although this happened for a long time and the Huns also longed for a long time, it could only be a dream, and it was not yet time to take action.

It is now the eve of action. As long as the great Maodun Shanyu is sacrificed tomorrow, countless Huns will pounce south like locusts and vent their hearts to the Han people's homes to vent their hearts.

It was so exciting that nearly two million Huns went south together. In the history of the Huns, the Huns had several famous southward movements. During the reign of King Wuling of Zhao and the reign of Qin Shihuang, the two southward movements were the most famous, and only hundreds of thousands of people. Now there are nearly two million, a shocking number!

The joy of the Huns reached its peak and could no longer be expressed in words. Their singing and laughter were the best proof.

"This time, the warriors of the Great Huns went south to ensure that the Han people's corpses remained!"

"We have two million people, and the Great Huns have never been so many people to go south!"

"Yes! Two million people, even the great Maodun Shanyu did not have such a feat of great momentum!"

The sound of joyful words and cheerful laughters came one after another, expressing the good mood of the Huns. However, the Huns were vulgar and had limited vocabulary. No matter how you say it, you can kill, beat, look forward to a wonderful future, etc., and there is nothing new.

If this kind of thing were the Han Dynasty, there would be a famous scholar who was as quick as Sima Xiangru, who was as talented as a rafter, and if it was exaggerated, there would be a brilliant work.

Although the Huns' words were nothing new, they expressed a fact, that is, the Huns' journey south this time was extremely terrible.

Not to mention that the Huns would run horses and shoot arrows regardless of gender, age, and their combat power was amazing. Even if they were mosquitoes, nearly two million mosquitoes would bite people to death. This is a fact that no one can change, and it would not be possible to be unhappy with the Huns.

"The great wizard is here!"

"The great wizard is here!"

Suddenly, a cheer sounded. Ruo Houchan was wearing a fox fur and a leather hat, riding on a horse, and was full of energy.

In the Huns, the most powerful one was naturally the Junchen Shanyu. If the noblest one was said to be this Ruo Houchan. He was the uncle of Junchen Shanyu, the younger brother of the old Shang Shanyu, the son of the great Maodun Shanyu. He had a close relationship with Maodun and was the great wizard that the Huns respected the most, so the Huns respected them very much.

Ruo Houchan pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse neighed and stopped suddenly. Ruo Houchan slashed the horse whip in his hand, making a crisp sound, and his gray hair and beard trembled, and his elegance looked, and the Xiongnu's admiration for him increased several points.

"The warriors of the Great Huns: The glory of killing the Han people belongs to you!" Hou Ruochan raised his throat and began to speak: "Yes, the night in Longcheng tonight is particularly cold, but it cannot destroy the passionate hearts of the Great Huns warriors!"

“Utra!”

Ruo Houchan's words came to the hearts of the Huns, and cheers came out!

The expectation for a wonderful future made the Huns no longer feel how cold the night in Longcheng was. In front of their hot hearts, what is the cold wind as cold as a scimitar?

"The warriors of the Great Huns: Longcheng is covered with ice and snow, with only the cold wind as cold as a scimitar, and the dark sky."

Ruo Hou Chan waved the horse whip south violently, and his eyes were shining brightly, like the scorching sun above the nine heavens: "The south is the land of the Han people! On the land of the Han people, there is no cold wind as cold as a scimitar, there is only a warm spring breeze; on the land of the Han people, there is no hazy sky, no dark night, there is only a beautiful sky and a warm sunshine... The Han people are despicable and timid, and they are not worthy of having such a beautiful land! The beautiful land should belong to the warriors of the Great Huns! Because the warriors of the Great Huns are the pride of heaven!"

This was so tempting. When the Huns heard it, they felt as if they heard the wonderful fairy music. They were all comfortable. They waved their arms and shouted vigorously: "The Proud son of God!"

"The Proud Child of Heaven!"

This title is the most proud title of the Huns. It was self-proclaimed by the Huns. Compared with the "warriors of the Great Huns", they were even more happy, and their roars were rising to the sky, shaking the earth.

The roar was hard to stop until after a long time, the roar gradually stopped.

Ruo Houchan then cheered the Huns, raised his throat, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "The warriors of the Great Huns: prepare the horses, select the strongest cattle, and pick out the fattest sheep! Dedicate the fat cattle and sheep to the great Maodun Shanyu, and then ride your horses and gallop south towards the land of the Han people, and create your glory with your swords and arrows! Shoot the sharp arrows into the chests of the Han people! Cut off the heads of the Han people with a scimitar! The warriors of the Great Huns, the glory belongs to you! You are the pride of heaven, and you deserve glory!"

This was even more fascinating, and another earth-shaking cheer came from the Huns. After the cheers stopped, the Huns began to select cattle and sheep to be used for sacrifices. This was the whole story of Ruo Houchan coming out tonight.

Ruo Houchan was the great wizard of the Huns, so he naturally had to preside over such a grand sacrifice. At such a wonderful moment, the cattle and sheep were strong and not flawed. Under Ruo Houchan's supervision, the Huns tried their best to select cattle and sheep. For a moment, there were cattle and sheep everywhere in the wilderness, and the cattle and sheep were roaring and screaming, and the cattle and sheep suffered unintentional disasters.

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In front of Maodun’s tomb in the northwest corner of Longcheng.

The platform paved with white jade has long been covered with ice and snow, and shining under the fire, which is a wonder.

Junchen Shanyu was wearing a fox fur and a leather hat, standing in front of Maodun Shanyu's tomb, looking pleased.

Yi Zhixie, Zhongxing said that Ahu'er and his ministers stood behind the military minister Shanyu, all of them looked happy.

The night wind blew, shaking the beard of Junchen Shanyu, causing Junchen Shanyu to be more floating. The ministers saw it and admired it in their hearts.

The light shines in the tiger's eyes, and the night view of Longcheng is in full view. Thousands of bonfires are as bright as countless stars. Standing at the highest point of Longcheng, at a glance, this scene is tens of miles apart, and it feels as if you are in a fairyland overlooking the world, which makes you feel relaxed and happy.

"hehe!"

Junchen Shanyu stroked his beard and laughed happily.

In front of the tomb of Maodun Shanyu, Junchen Shanyu has been here countless times, and he has looked down at the night view here for quite a few times, so there is no such thing as making him feel happy. Nothing else, it is just because he is in a good mood.

I originally planned to drink some wine in the tent tonight. After the sacrifice tomorrow, I led my army south and rushed to the Han Dynasty. However, halfway through the drinking, the Junchen Shanyu suddenly became interested and wanted to climb to the highest point of Longcheng and enjoy the night view of Longcheng.

I have to say that Junchen Shanyu is very sensible and has a very good time to choose. Longcheng tonight is still as cold as ever, but Longcheng tonight has a passion, a hot passion floating above Longcheng, infecting everyone here, and the Huns laughed from the bottom of their hearts.

Tonight, there are more bonfires in Longcheng than ever before. Nearly two million Huns gather here to prepare for sacrifices to Maodun Shanyu tomorrow. If there is not much bonfire, it is impossible.

Countless bonfires outline a magnificent and majestic war picture, full of passion, shocking power, and making people excited!

Such a wonderful feeling, Junchen Shanyu tasted the first time in his life, and was full of passion. He felt that this Shanyu was worth it!

"With so many warriors, why should Ben Shanyu worry about not being able to pacify the Han Dynasty? Why should the Han Emperor not kneel at Ben Shanyu's feet?" The military minister Shanyu was very happy. He waved his right hand and looked majestic, as if he was commanding thousands of troops to rush to kill.

"Haha!" Before he could finish his words, Junchen Shanyu let out a loud laugh, like a thunderous thunder, shaking his eardrums.

"The Great Shanyu, two million warriors of the Great Huns, have never been in the history of the Great Huns. Not to mention the invincible warriors of the Great Huns, even if we are mosquitoes, we will bite them to death!" The Bank of China said that it had never missed the opportunity to flatter, and had a charming smile on his face.

"Well said!"

As soon as the words of Zhongxing fell, a sound of praise came out, and the ministers praised each other in unison, and even the ministers who were not satisfied with Zhongxing's statements were praised.

"Haha!" Junchen Shanyu laughed loudly, and the horse whip in his hand whipped lightly on Zhongxingshu. His face sank deliberately, and he rebuked lightly: "Zhongxingshu said, you dog slave, how dare you say that the warriors of the Great Huns are mosquitoes!"

"Haha!" Without waiting for the Zhongchang to defend himself, Junchen Shanyu burst into laughter again, expressing his good mood.

"The Great Shanyu, the slave dare not!" Zhongxing said, nodding and bowing.

"Zhongxing said that this time, this time, our Shanyu will definitely achieve great achievements, and it is possible to surpass the great Maodun Shanyu. You have had many good ideas for our Shanyu. What reward do you want?" Junchen Shanyu was in a very good mood and patted him on the shoulder of the Zhongxingshu and said, "You want to be the emperor of the Han people, and our Shanyu will be appointed as the emperor."

Before he could finish his words, the ministers were full of admiration, and they wanted to take the Central Revolutionary Statement and replace it. How free and easy the Han emperors were, the Huns had heard many legends.

The Han emperor owned beautiful women from three palaces and six courtyards, had endless delicious food and wine, endless silk and satin, and... For the Huns, enjoying these things was the supreme beauty, and they couldn't even be admired.

"The Great Khan, I really have one thing for the slave. I'll ask the Great Khan to fulfill it." Zhongxing bowed and said with a very respectful tone: "The slave has no other idea. He just wants to dig open the tomb of the blind old woman, Empress Dowager Dou, and ask her why she disliked her back then?"

It was precisely because of Empress Dowager Dou and Zhongchang that he had gone to the Huns and became a major concern today. Zhongchang said that he had always been upset about this matter.

"That's all?" Junchen Shanyu rolled his eyes, and a teasing look flashed through his eyes: "I thought you wanted a beautiful woman from the Emperor of Han."

"Da Shanyu, you know that the slave's man's roots were lost by the Han Emperor." Zhongxing said that his cheeks twitched, and a trace of pain flashed through his eyes.

"Without that stick, don't you still have a mouth and a tongue?" Junchen Shanyu raised his head to the sky and laughed loudly: "Haha!"

"Ha ha!"

The teasing of the military minister Shanyu immediately attracted the ridicule of the ministers.

The joys of the Huns in life are on the back of a horse, and on the breasts of a woman. If they cannot get happiness from a woman's breasts, they will be ridiculed. The Bank of China said that it was a eunuch, and there was no way to deal with a woman, they could only see and could not get happiness. This kind of thing is the supreme pleasure that the Huns mocked him, and they all laughed so hard that they leaned back and forth.

Those ministers who disliked Zhongxing even pointed at Zhongxing and said filthy words, and scolded Zhongxing and said it was useless. Even women were unable to do anything. They were not worthy of being a man. The more they said it, the more they became, the more they were harsh, and they were very pricked.

That was the pain in life mentioned by the Zhonghang. His cheeks kept twitching, his fists were clenched, and his white cheeks swelled purple.

After laughing, Junchen Shanyu was in a better mood. He quickly walked to the monument of Maodun Shanyu. His white right hand stretched out and his fingers stroke on the tombstone. He felt the coldness coming from his fingers. He said with great enthusiasm: "Great Maodun Shanyu, you let the Han Emperor Liu Bang go, and made a mistake for the ages! My grandson will settle this regret for you, conquer Chang'an, capture the Han Emperor alive, and ask the Han Emperor to kneel at the foot of his grandson to beg for mercy!"

Maodun Shanyu fell into Chen Ping's strange plan and let Liu Bang go, which became the biggest regret in Maodun Shanyu's life. When it came to this matter, the ministers couldn't help but shake their heads. Although decades have passed, they still feel regretful.

"The great Maodun Shanyu, you wrote a suicide note to tease Empress Lu, but you really have no vision. What's the point of Empress Lu, an old woman?" Junchen Shanyu thrust his chest and raised his head, and was extremely proud: "This time my grandson entered Chang'an and slept all the concubines of the Han Emperor. The grandson heard that the Han Emperor's concubines were all extremely beautiful, with fine skin and tender flesh, and were even more beautiful than the jade in Kunshan. Princess Nangong is the grandson's son's son's son, so the grandson must sleep!"

After a moment of pause, his eyes lit up, he couldn't help but dance and danced: "The grandson also heard that Princess Nangong's mother, the Queen Mother, was a great beauty, and the Emperor of Han had a lot of romantic affairs for her. The grandson slept with Princess Nangong and then the Queen Mother, the great Maodun Shanyu. Have you ever thought about such a wonderful thing?"

To lust her daughter and insult her mother, this kind of thing is a brutal act that is worse than a beast in the eyes of the Han people. However, in the eyes of the Huns, it is a supreme pleasure!

Although this is fun, it has never happened in the history of the Huns. If it comes true, it will be a legend of the Huns. Junchen Shanyu's bright eyes are brighter than the scorching sun.

This is not only a pleasure, but also a clear proof of his achievements. Only when the military minister Shanyu entered Chang'an and destroyed the Han Dynasty could he do this. In this way, his achievements surpassed the Maodun Shanyu and became the greatest Shanyu in the history of the Huns.

The Junchen Shanyu will become the hero in the minds of the Huns and the great existence passed down by the Huns by oral voice. How wonderful it is!

"Walk!"

Junchen Shanyu waved his right hand hard and said loudly: "Happy with the warriors of the Great Huns!"

Under the leadership of Junchen Shanyu, a group of ministers followed closely, got off the cemetery of Maodun Shanyu and joined the carnival crowd. With the participation of Junchen Shanyu, the Huns had a particularly happy night. The whole night was filled with laughter and the snowy Dragon City was covered with a strong sense of joy.

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Zhou Yang stood in the snow and ice, listening to the laughter of the Huns, and was so angry that he pressed his right hand tightly on the hilt of the knife, his teeth clattering.

"Master, go back and rest!" Zhao Ponu sniffed in the cold air and rushed over quickly.

"Zhao Ponu, brothers have all rested?" Zhou Yang asked loudly, holding the hilt of the knife tightly.

"Don't worry, brothers, follow your instructions, half the turn and half the rest." Zhao Ponu replied hurriedly.

It is certainly a pleasure to arrive at Longcheng. However, the danger is also increasing. Being so close to the Huns, it is hidden and not letting the Huns discover it is the top priority. If the Han army is exposed, it will have to start fighting immediately.

Although the Huns were immersed in joy and did not even send out the scout cavalry, it was a bit unbelievable, but it was the fact that the resentment of the military minister Shanyu's confidence was too high. He would never believe that the Han army would come to Longcheng. On the eve of the dispatch of troops, everyone was so happy. Who still remembers these?
To be continued...