The sky was blue, the wilderness was vast, and cattle and sheep could be seen when the wind blew through the grass...
This should have been a magnificent scene, but the loud sound of the horn, the murderous aura of the Chinese cavalry, and the thunderous sound of iron hooves reverberated across the vast grassland.
On the distant horizon, black smoke rose into the sky. In the distance, the burning Xiongnu Royal Court was like the last sad song of the Xiongnu tribe under the setting sun.
The Yanzhao cavalry, equipped with stirrups, trampled on the wolf banners. They were like wolves and tigers, rampaging across the grassland. Arrows fell like rain, and sabers flashed like snow.
Wanderers from various countries followed closely behind. Like a pack of wolves, they surrounded the Xiongnu Royal Court, not allowing any Xiongnu to escape.
The head of a Xiongnu man could be exchanged for a hundred mu of grassland. This was a huge temptation to the wanderers of various countries. They could use the heads of the Xiongnu people to make a name for themselves and their wives and children.
Other than the wanderers, there was also a large group of nobles and landlords galloping across the grassland. They lit up the tents of the Xiongnu people one by one. From Handan to Jinyang, and then outside Yanmen Pass, almost all the nobles and landlords of Zhao participated in this banquet. The uncles of the king of Zhao, as well as the relatives of the concubines in the harem, were all part of it. These years, the private soldiers of the nobles were like wild beasts on the grassland. They were unscrupulous and were even more Xiongnu than the Xiongnu people.
"Kill all the men, but leave the women alive..." The private soldiers of the nobles and landlords roared.
Further away, there were caravans formed by four-wheeled carriages. The black awning carriages of the caravans were like long worms on the grassland, snaking for dozens of miles.
The caravans were like vultures on the grassland. They did not participate in the killing, but only in the feast behind.
The caravans and carriages carried the army's provisions and supplies and left with the "trade quota" of wool and woolen cloth. Wherever the caravans and carriages passed by, the situation on the prairie would be constantly reported.
The warriors of the Xiongnu tribe were making their last stand in the core area of the royal court. This resistance represented the final dignity of the Xiongnu tribe.
Chanyu could have chosen to break through the encirclement, but he was tired and did not want to run anymore. Chanyu was the leader of the wolf pack, not a stray dog on the grassland.
Previously, the royal court of the Head Chanyu was in Ke City. Then, Li Mu and Xia Pingan came here with the cavalry. The royal court of the Head Chanyu was forced to move from Ke City to Wuliang Sea. Then, the royal court of the Head Chanyu moved from Wuliang Sea to Mount Hang Ai in the North Desert. Seven years ago, the royal court of the Head Chanyu moved from Mount Hang Ai to the current Bogdo. Three years ago, the royal court of the Head Chanyu moved from Bogdo to this place and went all the way north …
In less than twenty years, the Head Chanyu was forced to move his royal court four times. He was chased around the grassland by the cavalry of Yan Zhao and lived a precarious life. The once ambitious Head Chanyu gradually grew older with more and more white hair on his head. The once majestic body of the Head Chanyu also became hunched. The number of Xiongnu tribes on the grassland also decreased.
The most intense battle broke out where the royal court of the Xiongnu tribe was. The arrows of the cavalry of both sides were like locusts flying through the air.
Arrows would collide with each other in the air.
However …
The bone arrows of the Xiongnu people were unable to penetrate the armor of the enemy cavalry. The cavalry of the State of Zhao were all wearing five layers of armor made of iron bamboo wood soaked in tung oil, linen, soft silk, and sheepskin. This kind of armor was very light and had sufficient defensive power. It was enough to block the bone arrows of the Xiongnu people.
On the other hand, the Xiongnu people fought like their ancestors and fathers did. They did not have such armor and only relied on their flesh and blood. Under the rain of arrows of the State of Zhao, the Xiongnu warriors guarding the royal court of the Xiongnu tribe fell to the ground, soaking the grassland in blood.
On a hill not far from the royal court, silk banners fluttered in the wind. A large banner with the word "Li" and a large banner with the word "Xia" stood there, fluttering in the wind.
Behind the hill, ten thousand elite cavalry of the State of Zhao were in reserve. They were silent like thunder, ready to pounce at any time.
On the hill, the armored Xia Pingan and Li Mu each rode on a horse, looking at the Xiongnu royal court in the distance. A group of generals all stood behind them, holding their breaths, not daring to disturb the conversation of the two people in front of them.
"Before we surrounded them, the leader Mandan had time to escape, but he did not. He chose to stay …" Li Mu used his horsewhip to point at the royal court in the distance and sighed. "He did not want to run …"
"He must be tired!" Xia Pingan smiled and looked away from the surroundings. Looking at the terrain, it was a bit like the Karakorum region at the northern foot of Mount Hang Ai in Outer Mongolia. "He probably realized that we let him go on purpose the last two times. Only he could gather the wandering Xiongnu tribes. Wherever he escapes, it is easier for us to clean up. It is easier to destroy them, and it is easier to clean up when the trash is gathered together …"
"After this battle, the Xiongnu tribe should be wiped out …" Li Mu sighed.
"It should be almost done. The tribes that didn't run away have been almost wiped out. Those that ran away, let them go and cause trouble for others …" Xia Pingan also let out a long sigh. "It will take many years to completely digest such a vast grassland. This grassland needs someone to guard it. General, you are now the Great General of Zhao Kingdom. I think you don't need to return to Handan anymore. Just stay here. It may not be a blessing for you to return to Handan …"
It is not good for you to return to Handan … "Li Mu suddenly turned to look at Xia Pingan. Xia Pingan and Li Mu looked at each other calmly. Li Mu suddenly smiled." My life's wish was to pacify the Xiongnu tribe. Now that the Xiongnu tribe has been pacified, my wish has been fulfilled. I can retire and return to my hometown at any time. What about you? What are your plans? "
Xia Pingan sighed. He glanced at the fallen flagpole of the Xiongnu Royal Court in the distance and gently shook his head. "I'm afraid I have to leave too …"
Not long after, Xia Pingan saw a group of cavalrymen rushing over from the direction of the Xiongnu Royal Court. The valiant general at the front raised a bloody head with one hand and shouted along the way, "The leader of the Xiongnu tribe has been beheaded … The leader of the Xiongnu tribe has been beheaded …"
The entire grassland was in an uproar. Seeing the bloody head, the remaining Xiongnu warriors immediately collapsed. Some people fled in all directions, while others completely gave up resistance and were beheaded in the blink of an eye.
The cavalrymen quickly rushed to the small hill. The valiant general who raised the head dismounted from his horse and walked quickly to Xia Pingan and Li Mu. He knelt on one knee and raised the head high in his hand. "Reporting to the General and Prime Minister Yan, the leader of the Xiongnu tribe has been beheaded. This is the head of the leader of the Xiongnu tribe, please take a look …"
After the fall of the Zhao Kingdom, Daidi became an important vassal territory of the Zhao Kingdom. The Prime Minister of Daidi was the highest administrative and military officer of Daidi. In these years, as the Zhao Kingdom continued to expand their territory outside the Yanmen Pass and defeated the Xiongnu tribe repeatedly, the wool cloth brought in a lot of money for the Zhao Kingdom. In order to suppress Li Mu and win over Xia Pingan, the King of Zhao followed the customs of Daidi and made Xia Pingan Prime Minister Yan. Nominally, he could rule the land north of the Yanmen Pass.
The authority of Xia Pingan and Li Mu overlapped in many places. The King of Zhao originally wanted the two tigers to fight and balance each other. He thought it was a clever move. However, he did not know that the two were not only comrades but also confidants. Xia Pingan did not care about the so-called power of Prime Minister Yan at all. For Xia Pingan, this identity was just to make it easier for him to deal with the nobles in Handan of the Zhao Kingdom.
In the northern part of the Zhao Kingdom, Li Mu and Xia Pingan could be said to be powerful and famous. Outside the pass, their reputation could even make the Xiongnu tribe tremble in fear. As long as the Li flag and the Xia flag appeared on the grassland, the Xiongnu tribe within a hundred miles of the grassland would flee far away.
In order to ensure their safety, the caravans would put the Li flag and the Xia flag on both sides of the carriages to deter the Xiongnu tribe.
The bloody old head was not beautiful at all. Xia Pingan looked at the head of the leader of the Xiongnu tribe. When he was about to say something, he saw the whole world turn into a rain of light and shatter at this moment.
Everything in the Realm Bead was in a daze, as if he was in a long dream.
A moment later, the surging divine power began to wash Xia Pingan's body.
Under the impact of the divine power, Xia Pingan felt as if his body had broken through a ceiling and reached a new level.
The divine power in the secret mandala had directly broken through to the Two Sun realm …
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