Chapter 398 Fiasco
Maodun Shanyu laughed wildly, looking at the horse thief trapped in the center.
Qin Mu and Qin Cao were trapped in the center, and the remaining more than 300 horse thieves were wielding the weapons in their hands, trying to make a final resistance with the Huns.
At this urgent moment, suddenly there were waves of horns sounding.
The sound of the horn is not as low as the horn of the Huns, but it carries a sound of gold and stone.
Qin Mu was immediately shocked when he heard the horn. He shouted: "Brothers, hold on. My Qin reinforcements are here."
As he said, a large number of Qin troops suddenly appeared in all directions of the Huns. They surrounded the army led by Maodun Shanyu on this grassland.
The leaders were naturally Han Xin, Li Jian, Wei Huo and Wang Li, each led tens of thousands of troops and appeared from the other three directions. The sound of war drums from the Qin Dynasty also came clearly.
Maodun was stunned.
This is the depth of their prairie. I didn’t expect that the Qin army would go deep into the prairie on such a large scale, and no one could discover it. All this is attributed to the business practices of most Zhaka over the past year.
Most of Zhaka successfully transformed into a model for various tribes on the grassland. Many small tribes began to trade with the Great Qin and exchanged various specialties on the grassland for rich supplies from the Great Qin.
This led many people of the Qin Dynasty to enter the grassland and live and work with the grassland people. Han Xin was the same, and he had long since broken the army into pieces and entered the grassland. Now he just needs to call him, and there is no need to mobilize the army on a large scale. The soldiers involved in the grassland gathered together and became terrible soldiers.
Facing the sudden Qin army, Maodun was not interested in fighting and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. This time, Han Xin led a total of 200,000 troops. In addition to the 50,000 troops, the other three generals each led 50,000. Now he has surrounded Maodun like an iron barrel.
Maodun had no intention of capturing the group of horse thieves. He immediately adjusted his direction and took his men to try to break out.
However, in this positional warfare, the Qin Dynasty's arrow formation was more effective and restrained the Huns' cavalry.
After several rounds of arrow rain fell from all directions, the Xiongnu's battle formation collapsed. Maodun mixed among the miscellaneous soldiers and rushed towards the direction of the northern Wei Huo.
In this battle, the two sides fought for three days and three nights. The Qin Dynasty suffered nearly 50,000 soldiers and horses, which was in exchange for Maodun’s 100,000 elite cavalry were almost completely destroyed on this grassland.
The originally vast grassland is now full of soldiers who died in battle. In such a bloody battle, the Xiongnu Shanyu Maodun actually escaped. He and his subordinates fled on the grassland.
Han Xin led his troops from all four groups to the grassland. In just one month, he divided and integrated the tribes on the grassland, waiting for the will from the court.
The court's policy towards the Hu people has been decided. In the words of Qin II, it is cultural export. Let the Huns learn Qin dialect and organize the most infectious poems and songs of the Qin Dynasty, so that the Huns can experience the charm of the Qin culture.
When Han Xin heard that Zhang Liang, Chen Ping, Xiao He and others had developed such a solution, he sighed and said that their generals killed people with white knives and red knives, which was revealed on the surface. These literati were too insidious and even cut off their ancestors.
If a nation loses its own beliefs and culture, it is equivalent to destruction. Moreover, this destruction is even more terrifying than death.
Now, Han Xin’s only thing on the prairie is to look for Maodun, who is like a rat crossing the street.
Because he was cruel when he was in power, Maodun is now wanted by many small tribes on the grassland. One is to avenge his personal revenge, and the other is that if Maodun is captured and dedicated to the Qin general, he can obtain more resources for his tribe.
Driven by the hatchback, Maodun's life is very sad.
Just after Maodun's personal soldiers were killed by a small tribe and he escaped alone, Maodun was desperate.
It has been half a month. He can only eat the cold and hard black cakes to satisfy his hunger. On this cold grassland, there is no water or only snow. He grabbed the snow and gnawed the cakes, and almost became a primitive man.
Thinking of his lifetime of reputation, Maodun felt sad. News had already been heard on the grassland that the leader of the horse thief Qin Mu had arrived at the royal city of the Xiongnu, personally went to the palace of Luzhu, and brought out both Jizhu and Luzhu, and announced that the grassland said that the woman belonged to him and his son belonged to him.
Upon hearing this news, Mao Dun's eyes turned black. He never dreamed that the little guy who had already positioned the heir of the grassland was actually Luzhu and a horse thief's son.
I thought I was lying on the grassland and was a hero for a lifetime. But I didn't expect that the people around me had betrayed me long ago, and my son was not his biological son. Maodun cried. While gnawing on the black cake, he grabbed the snow and stuffed it into his mouth, but tears couldn't stop falling on the cake.
The scimitar was lifted up by Maodun, and he wanted to give himself some pleasure. Otherwise, he would sooner or later be captured by the Qin army on this grassland. I heard that Qin Ershi in Xianyang was just a young boy, and he could not meet him as a prisoner.
Just as the scimitar was about to wipe his neck, a carriage suddenly appeared not far from Maodun.
An old man's voice came: "Zhongli, hurry up and drive the car. Little boy, go and see if the man in front is going to die. If he dies, take his money away. If he is not dead, we will take it with him for the time being. After all, he can be considered a hero, not."
The man who was driving the car agreed and whipped the horse whip hard on the animal, and the car left faster.
A little boy got out of the car and turned over and fell in front of Maodun.
Although Maodun was in a state of decline, his ambition was still there. He just heard the old man's words and was furious in his heart. Although he was in a state of decline, he would not be played with by the old man and the child. Instead, the scimitar in his hand stopped and was about to chop the child in front of him.
The little boy flashed and turned back to the cart. He said with a smile: "This man has not yet retreated, so he is not as real as Brother Zhongli."
With the sound of the child, a locust stone broke through the air and hit Maodun's forehead. The stone was just right, making Maodun faint directly, but did not hurt his life.
"Zhongli, take him with you and come over there. We need such a brave and resourceful guy. He is also a hero, but he shouldn't compete with the Qin Dynasty for the world. The Qin Dynasty hasn't finished its energy, so it's better to avoid the edge for the moment." Cang's old voice came out.
Zhongli nodded and jumped out of the car. He put away Maodun's scimitar, grabbed Maodun's belt with one hand, and threw him into the car.
Chapter completed!