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Chapter 119 It's a good death, it's a good death

Everyone was stunned when they heard Ying Yu's words.

Han Xin's eyes lit up.

Defeat more with less, defeat more with less, and rely on the right time and place. This is the best choice.

He burned down the Hun royal court with fire, and it was impossible to attack with fire again.

But water attack is no problem at all.

Because there happens to be a big river near the Xiongnu royal court, and it is still on a high ground.

This river is the Kherlen River!

"We can definitely use the Kherulun River to bring a world of ice and fire to the Huns."

"General Mengtian, what do you think?"

Ying Yu looked at Meng Tian with a smile on his face.

"Young master's clever plan is unparalleled, I will admire you in the end!"

After the words fell, Meng Tian hesitated and continued:

"But Master, we only have 20,000 people. If we want to build a dam, we may not have enough time."

When Ying Yu heard this, he immediately laughed: "This is not easy. There are many Xiongnu tribes nearby. All we have to do is arrest them."

Meng Tian was stunned. They were slaughtering them all the way. He thought Ying Yu wanted to kill all the Huns.

"Didn't I say that these Huns will be slaves for generations? Wouldn't it be easier for them to kill them all?"

Meng Tian smiled awkwardly.

Then he led his troops and carried out a large-scale raid on nearby tribes.

The young and middle-aged men of these tribes basically followed King Zuo Luli on the expedition. Facing the wolf-like and tiger-like cavalry of the Qin army, they had no ability to resist at all.

In just three days, Meng Tian captured nearly 50,000 Huns prisoners.

Tens of thousands of horses, cattle, sheep and other livestock were seized.

At the same time, the news that the royal court was conquered by the Qin army also spread across the grassland.

At this time, Ying Yu was studying with Han Xin and others how to lure the king into the urn.

It is not difficult to build a dam.

But it is not easy to guide the incoming Xiongnu reinforcements to a suitable place.

Looking at the Xiongnu royal court that had been reduced to ruins, Ying Yu thought of a way.

...

In the vast grassland, Lou Nan, with thirty thousand cavalry, was marching.

Lou Nan is the second son of Touman and the younger brother of Modu.

Just yesterday he got the news that King Zuo Luli was defeated and his brother Maodun was killed in battle.

This made him excited.

Once Maodun dies, Lou Nan will be the only successor to the Xiongnu Chanyu.

Just when Lou Nan was secretly happy, a horse galloped over.

"Prince, it's not good."

"The latest news is that a Qin army entered the prairie, and the royal court...the royal court was captured by them."

The visitor had a look of panic on his face, and breathlessly told the information he had obtained.

"What, the royal court was breached?"

"You said Qin Jun did it? How is this possible?"

"How did the Qin army know where the royal court was?"

Several exclamations rang out, followed by words of questioning.

The Qin army entered the prairie and defeated the Xiongnu royal court, which they thought was simply impossible.

"Prince, it is fire. The Qin people burned the entire royal court to ashes in a fire. It is said that not even ten thousand people escaped from the royal court."

As soon as he said this, the faces of the Huns around him suddenly changed.

Because the fire a few days ago was really huge.

Even though they were thousands of miles apart, they could still see the slightly red sky.

I just didn't expect that the royal court would be burned down.

At this moment, Lou Nan's expression turned extremely ugly:

"Do you know how many people from the Qin army came?"

"Back to the prince, we haven't found out exactly how many people there are in the Qin army."

"But according to those who escaped from the royal court, there are countless Qin troops coming from all directions, and the number should be quite large."

"And... and they also said that the Qin army is not a cowardly two-legged sheep at all. The Qin people are brave and fearless of death. Even General Tu Ya died in the battle."

"Tu Ya died in battle? How could the Qin army be so strong?"

Many Huns who had never been in contact with the Qin army suddenly exclaimed.

In their impression, the Qin army was weak and vulnerable.

But now all this has subverted their understanding.

"Tuya died in battle, what about Shanyu?"

"Tuya is the best warrior in the grassland, and he is also the guard captain of Touman Shanyu. He died in battle, so what happened to Shanyu?"

After everyone heard this, they looked at the person who came to report the news with worried expressions.

"I don't know. There are different opinions among the tribes now. Some say that Chanyu was killed by the Qin army, some say that Chanyu was captured alive, and some say that Chanyu was buried in the sea of ​​fire."

Lou Nan heard a flash of shock on his face: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. Although different departments have different opinions, one thing is certain, and that is that Shan Yu died."

Lou Nan suddenly showed a sad look on his face.

But at this moment, his heart was filled with ecstasy.

His brother Modu died, and his father Touman Shanyu also died.

Then isn't he the only heir to Chanyu?

So, I, Lou Nan, am now a Chanyu?

"A good death, a really good death!"

Lou Nan directly shouted to give birth.

The Hun cavalry behind him looked at him strangely.

Although they are grassland tribes, they are not so particular.

But Touman Shanyu is your biological father after all.

If your biological father dies, it doesn't matter if you're not sad, but are you so happy?

No matter how hard it is, you can just cover it up.

"What are you looking at? You didn't hear anything just now. If this prince hears rumors, be careful with your heads."

Looking at the weird looks in the eyes of the people around him, Lou Nan also knew that he had been too happy just now and had lost his composure.

"Prince, don't worry, you didn't say anything just now, and we didn't hear anything."

The people following Lou Nan were all warriors from his mother's tribe.

They and Lou Nan were originally grasshoppers on the same rope. If Lou Nan succeeded Shanyu, they would also rise with the tide.

It's only a matter of time before he becomes the next Luotian.

"very good!"

"The royal court was destroyed, what about the prophet? Is there any news about the prophet?"

The grassland prophet, Lou Nan has long admired this woman who wears a veil all year round.

It's just that his father Touman warned him more than once that this woman was very dangerous and he never let him touch her.

But things are different now. Now that he has become the new Chanyu of the Xiongnu, it is not easy to get a woman.

"No, the prophet has never appeared again since King Zuo Lunli went to war."

Lou Nan was slightly startled when he heard this, and his expression was not very good.

"Prince, now that the royal court has been breached, what should we do?"

Lou Nan pondered for a moment and said:

"The number of the Qin army is unknown now. If we go to the royal court now, it is tantamount to committing suicide."

"Instruct the army to camp where they are, and also quickly notify all the major tribes to gather here in the name of my Lou Nan Chanyu."

"This Shanyu wants to avenge his father and kill all the invading Qin troops."

Anger flashed in Lou Nan's eyes.

After a moment, thousands of cavalrymen rushed out, divided into hundreds of teams, and galloped towards each tribe.
Chapter completed!
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