Weiyang Palace, the Palace of Health.

Emperor Jing looked happy, and the majestic emperor's attitude had long been thrown away. His eyes were full of energy and he kept paced back and forth, his steps were as light as the wind, as if fluttering, and a tiger's mouth turned into a lotus.

"Chuntuo, I know that today the joy of being an emperor is endless!" Emperor Jing finally couldn't help it and spoke with a smile.

"Your Majesty, I'm happy too!" Chuntuo smiled and his sharp voice was very high, a little harsh.

"What are you happy about?" Emperor Jing felt a little surprised.

"Emperor, Jianzhang Army beheaded more than 5,000, which is a victory that the Han Dynasty has never seen in decades. Great ambition!" Chuntuo touched his face, and it was still a little hot: "For decades, the Han Dynasty could not raise its head in front of the Huns. Now, huh, see if the Huns dare to underestimate the Huns!"

"Haha!" Since climbing the palace wall and accepting the bows from the people, Emperor Jing has been in excitement. He deeply realized that building achievements is the greatest pleasure of being an emperor. After a day has passed, he still has not calmed down. Instead, he becomes happier the more he thinks about it.

"Chuntuo, it feels so good to be an emperor! It will definitely feel better to be a saint!" Emperor Jing's tiger's eyes were full of energy, as if it were the scorching sun above the nine heavens: "I finally understand why the First Emperor would rather call someone a tyrant than conquer the world. This feeling is so wonderful!"

At this moment, Chuntuo found that Emperor Jing had changed into a person, with the aura of swallowing the river and Yue, and couldn't help but be stunned.

I heard Emperor Jing ask, "Chuntuo, do you think I can become a saint?"

The Holy Lord is not that easy to be a good person, and he must have great achievements. Chuntuo was stunned and replied with a smile: "Your Majesty can, you must be able!"

"As long as I defeat the Huns, I can become a saint king! The saint king admired for all ages!" Emperor Jing frowned and asked, "Is Zhou Yafu here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yafu stepped in and saluted Emperor Jing: "My minister Zhou Yafu will meet the emperor."

"Zhou Yafu, come, come, sit down!" Emperor Jing looked like, waved at Zhou Yafu, and then pointed at the shorter few in front of the short desk.

Emperor Jing did not sit, so Zhou Yafu naturally did not dare to sit, so he stood beside him. Emperor Jing waved his hand and Chuntuo hurriedly retreated.

"Zhou Yafu, Jianzhangying made great contributions this time, beheading more than 5,000, more than 5,000!" Emperor Jing still laughed uncontrollably.

"The emperor is wise and wise! The Han army is mighty!"

"Zhou Yafu, do you know who planned this battle?" Emperor Jing stared at Zhou Yafu and asked with a smile, with a close heart.

"The Chief Gongsun is well-versed in military strategies, so he planned it." Zhou Yafu pondered slightly.

Emperor Jing shook his head: "Zhou Yafu, you guessed it wrong. It was not planned by Gongsun He, but by your youngest son, Zhou Yang."

"Yang'er?" Zhou Yafu's eyes widened and he didn't believe it at all. Although he knew Zhou Yang Bufan, he did not expect that he was so great that he could plan such a big battle.

A mere two thousand Jianzhang camp, facing the 10,000 troops of King Zuo Guli, was five times the enemy, which was similar to his suppression of the Wu and Chu rebellion. It took a lot of effort to defeat a powerful enemy with weak troops. It would be very difficult to calculate in all aspects, and even Zhou Yafu himself would have to spend a lot of effort.

"Look!" Emperor Jing stuffed the bamboo slips into Zhou Yafu's hand: "This is Gongsun He's clever comment, and he has explained the matter very much."

Zhou Yafu took it and saw his hands trembling, and said softly: "Yang'er, Yang'er, you are so proficient in military affairs!" The tiger's eyes shone brightly, and Xin Wei was unconscious. Any father who is in such a relationship must be so excited.

Emperor Jing understood Zhou Yafu's mood and did not disturb him until Zhou Yafu's mood slightly recovered: "Emperor, although this battle is won, it is both gratifying and worrying!"

"You mean that the Shanyu is unwilling to fail and will surely set up a large army to find his face?" Emperor Jing raised his eyebrows: "I have sent an order, and reinforcements from all walks of life are rushing towards the border."

Touching his forehead, Emperor Jing said unexpectedly: "I originally thought it would be good to defend it. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yang was so good at planning, defeating the strong with the weak, and defeating the 10,000 troops of King Zuo Guli. He beheaded more than 5,000, and with the injured, Yi Zhixie's 10,000 elite troops were defeated."

"Emperor, although Yang'er is good at planning, he has taken advantage of the loopholes of the Huns. For decades, the Han Dynasty has never really attacked the Huns. The Huns have always despised the Han Dynasty, so they were taken advantage of by Yang'er." Zhou Yafu's tiger eyes flashed with a wise light: "When will the Han army fight head-on with the Huns without falling behind, it is the time of a great battle with the Huns!"

"It's reasonable! It's reasonable!" Emperor Jing pointed at Zhou Yafu: "This battle is certainly gratifying, but it's even more worrying. The man must build an army that can conquer and fight well!"

A brief pause: "Zhou Yang made such a contribution, and I will reward him! I will be promoted to the lieutenant, and I will be called the lieutenant of the Po Nu!"

The Han Dynasty's lieutenant was a senior officer and was qualified to lead troops independently. However, there were many lieutenant in the army, and there were very few lieutenant named. In the history of the Han Dynasty, the most famous one was the "Pi Xiao Captain" conferred by Emperor Wu of Han. The lieutenant who was given a special name was a great honor, and it was more admirable than being a general.

Zhou Yafu was so excited: "Thank you, the Emperor!"

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"You, go back to Langjuxu Mountain to regret it!"

Junchen Shanyu kicked Yi Zhixie away with his feet, and his chest was undulating like waves. He pointed at Yi Zhixie and shouted loudly: "The warriors of the Great Huns are wild wolves in the desert, and sheep are just food from the mouths of wild wolves! You defeated a group of food, you are such a stupid pig! I regretted it in front of the spirits of the ancestors!"

The Huns had three holy places, Longcheng, Shanyuting, and Langjuxu Mountain. Longcheng was the place where the Xiongnu Shanyu buried his bones. Shanyuting was the location of the Xiongnu Shanyu, and the state affairs of the Xiongnu were handled here.

Langjuxu Mountain is the place where the Huns worship their ancestors. It enshrines tablets of ancestors of all dynasties. Every autumn, the Shanyu would summon ministers to worship their ancestors here. Therefore, Langjuxu Mountain is a holy land of the Huns and has an irreplaceable role in the minds of the Huns.

It is precisely because of this that Huo Qubing Langjuxu is so famous. Is there anything more exciting than erecting a Han stele in the place where the Huns worship their ancestors?

Yi Zhixie was punished to regret at Langjuxu Mountain, which was tantamount to being under house arrest. Yi Zhixie was defeated in such a miserable defeat, which was the first time for the Huns. There was nothing to say, and he could only take the order obediently and help Ahu'er and a few personal soldiers.

"The warriors of the Great Huns: I order you to enter Chang'an!" Junchen Shanyu roared loudly.

"Go into Chang'an!"

"Go into Chang'an!"

The roar of more than 100,000 troops rang again, and the wind and clouds were lost.

Junchen Shanyu suddenly pulled out his scimitar and pointed to the south. The scimitar was shiny and shining in the sun.

"rumble!"

The sound of thunderous hooves sounded, and the Huns army lined up in columns, advancing towards the Han territory, rolling up smoke and dust in the sky.

The advance of more than 100,000 troops was already terrifying. Not to mention, this was the most elite army of the Shanyu headquarters and the Huns. It was neatly marching, and countless wolf flags fluttered in the wind, making noises.

At this moment, if you look out from the air, the Huns' army would be like a fierce dragon with its teeth and claws, pounced southward, without seeing its head in front and its tail behind.
Chapter completed!