The scimitar cuts the flesh and then the bones.

At first, there were just wisps of blood dripping down, but when the scimitar cut Weng Hu's main artery, the blood washed down like a waterfall.

Weng Hu, who was also a brave and skilled warrior on horseback, was now even more miserable than the cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. When eating cattle and sheep, Hu people always kill them first and then cut off their heads.

There were wailings that were not like human beings. The number of warriors increased from the original four to eight, and they were able to suppress Weng Hu's final struggle.

Touman held Weng Hu's head in his left hand and a machete in his right hand. He walked back to his seat and put both of them on the table. He lowered his head with a gloomy look on his face and said nothing.

The machete-wielders who suddenly rushed in showed the Hun courtesy to their heads and exited in an orderly manner.

Except for the headless corpse on the ground and the blood spreading to the feet of the tribal leaders, everything was no different from before.

Time passed, and although the faces of the tribal leaders in the two rows were ugly, no one spoke anymore.

I don’t know how much time passed. Touman rubbed his face and said vaguely:

"Bairan, my brother, are you willing to send troops for me?"

Everyone looked at the man sitting at the bottom on the right with a scar on his face.

The scarred man named Bai Ran is the leader of the Eagle Worshiping Tribe. Although the Eagle Worshiping Tribe is also a large tribe, it cannot compare with any of the tribes of the leaders present and was ranked at the bottom of the meeting.

The scarred man glanced at the headless corpse on the ground and said in a deep voice:

"I am willing to serve Shanyu!"

"Okay, if you send troops for me, I will send troops for you. The number of your tribe is too small. I will help you annex and slaughter the tribes first, and you can go now."

Bai Ran looked surprised, he couldn't imagine that such a good thing could happen to him.

Seeing Touman being serious, he called to the Kuantan warrior standing next to him to take him out, and then he excitedly saluted.

"Wei! Bai Ran is willing to die for Shan Yu!"

"No, no, no, I don't want you to die, I want you to live, you are my brother. If I am good, I will also want you to be good."

Bai Ran walked out with light steps, his boots squeaking on the blood.

When he annexes the Tuge tribe, which is bigger than the Eagle Worshiping Tribe, he will be able to sit first under the Shan Yu at the next meeting!

"My brothers, the traitor led the Qin people to attack us. He betrayed the Xiongnu. In this desert, except for the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, nothing can make us bow our heads."

Everyone was silent and looked at Touman.

Among the many princes who followed Modu to the Yuezhi Kingdom, there was their son.

He is still their most outstanding son, the son they trained as their successor.

They did not want to get involved in this war, even if there was Weng Hu who was beheaded alive in front of him, and Bai Ran who had butchered all the bones when the dog harvested it was coveted by everyone present, they still did not want to participate.

A Chanyu can kill one person to establish his authority, but he cannot kill a group of people.

The most powerful Luoti tribe could not face the combined power of these seventeen or eight large tribes.

Since there was only one piece of Tuge tribe that turned into fat meat, and it was taken away by the Eagle Worshiping tribe, then why should they fight for Shan Yu? This matter is Shan Yu's fault!

Touman rested his elbows on his knees, crossed his fingers in front of his legs, and said in a deep voice:

"I have many sons, and you also have many sons. I am strong enough to tear tigers and leopards alive, and so are you. We will meet countless times in this dome. My brothers, if I sit in this seat for a day, you will sit for a day.

day."

Everyone looked at each other, but still didn't speak.

How can a piece of pie in vain compare to the tangible and tangible aroma of meat from the slaughter of various tribes?

I don't want to give you any meat, just draw a cake, and you want to work hard for you?

"The spies reported that the traitor brought a total of 60,000 Qin troops and 120,000 horses this time. One person and two horses. Calculating the time, they should have traveled two thousand miles. The spies reported that they did not bring baggage, and there was no carriage to escort grain and grass.

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Everyone's eyes immediately stood up, no logistics?

Sixty thousand horses marched straight in, and at least 200,000 people were needed to transport grain, grass, and baggage. This could ensure that the army could advance, attack, retreat, or defend without running out of grain and grass.

Without logistical support, the furthest attack distance of the Taotie Army would be the 700 miles that Meng Tian defeated. This is even if there is the Great Wall for emergency supplies.

Everyone was confused for a moment. How could these Qin troops dare to go two thousand miles deep? Aren't they here to die?

They only need to surround but not fight, and use the most common nomadic tactics, and they can make this Qin army run out of ammunition and food and die in the desert!

"The horses are all stolen from the Yuezhi Kingdom, and the armor is the iron armor that made us retreat seven hundred miles. I, Touman, will share it with my brothers! Each of you brothers will send out 10,000 warriors to destroy this army.

After the Qin army, how about dividing the armored horses according to merit?"

Touman said with a smile.

"only!"

"Those guys are having trouble spreading their anger!"

"Listen to Shanyu!"

"I'll go back and order some people right away!"

Everyone agreed one after another, and they responded like a competition.

A tribal leader laughed loudly.

"Chanyu, our tribe must send out all 20,000 troops to fight quickly!"

For a large tribe, most of the warriors capable of fighting are around 20,000.

If you pay 20,000 people, your family's wealth will be affected.

Touman, who was sitting on the Chanyu's seat, had the most powerful Luoting tribe behind him, with as many as 70,000 string-controlling warriors.

Touman pointed at everyone present.

"I have no objection, as long as the brothers agree."

Everyone laughed and cursed.

"Go away! You are more cunning than a fox!"

"You will take advantage of all the good things!"

"If you offer 20,000 troops, I will give you 30,000!"

The atmosphere instantly became lively, and no one looked at the headless body on the ground.

Dead people have no value.

A quarter of an hour later, the meeting ended and everyone dispersed and returned to the tribe to order their troops.

Touman Chanyu picked up Weng Hu's head, looked at it again and again, and sighed softly.

"Good brother, every honor I have will be shared with you."

He threw Weng Hu's head to the tribesmen standing beside him.

"Use my good brother's skull to make the best wine vessel."

Three days later, the Xiongnu army dispatched, with a total of 170,000 warriors.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the past three days, new news has spread in the desert.

Prince Modun did not bring any food or supplies, which shows his sincerity.

He didn't want to meet his father Touman in battle, he just wanted to kill the Yan family who had confused his father.

Otherwise, winter is approaching and the war cannot be fought. Prince Maodun can develop quietly in Gaoque City, continue to win over the Xiongnu, and after growing stronger, he will compete with Touman for the position of Chanyu.

Touman did not take this kind of thing to heart. No matter what the traitor thought, he would not allow anyone to disobey him!

Since he didn’t die in the Yuezhi Kingdom, he would die in the Xiongnu land!

The north wind blows and the white grass breaks on the ground, and the sky is so clear that there is no snow in September.

Touman Shanyu led 170,000 Xiongnu soldiers and horses, and despite the very cold autumn wind, he finally saw the soldiers and horses who wanted him to retreat seven hundred miles in a row!

Looking from a distance, he saw a black line, so black that it made him feel panicked and his hands and feet felt cold.

Touman knew clearly that this army was alone, so he should be excited and happy, but for some reason, he just felt uneasy.

"Bairan, go test it out and see how much fighting power this army still has."

"only."

With the help of Touman, Bai Ran, the leader of the Eagle Worshiping Tribe who annexed the Tu various tribes, responded loudly.

He fired up three thousand men and horses and cautiously moved closer to the stationed black-armored army in the distance.

At a distance of eight hundred steps, Bai Ran asked three thousand men and horses to draw their bows and shoot arrows into the sky.

Bai Ran knew that such arrows had no lethality, but it was considered a fight, right? The test mission was completed perfectly.

A sparse rain of arrows fell from the sky, and most of them landed outside the Taotie Army camp.

Resting on the spot, the harassed soldier put on his armor and lay down on the ground to continue resting, without even bothering to move.

Not to mention these projectile arrows, even powerful arrows fired within two hundred steps would not be able to break their defense.
To be continued...