Qiangqu, who had just tried his best to calm himself down, was enraged again upon hearing Huyan Gu's message.

"Your Excellency, did you hear that? It was your army that attacked us first!"

"They not only massacred ten thousand of my Xiongnu warriors, but also killed my son!"

"Are you trying to force us Southern Xiongnu to rebel?"

Qiangqu angrily pointed at the two envoys and their entourage, and shouted, "Men, lock up all four of them, including Huyan Gu!"

"On the day we march out, we'll use their blood to consecrate our flag!"

Immediately, a group of Xiongnu guards armed with scimitars rushed in and subdued Huyan Gu and the four envoys.

"Your Majesty, you can't arrest me! If you arrest us, you won't be able to get the salt and iron sent from Bingzhou!"

The messenger shouted loudly.

"Bah! Do you think I don't know? Ding Yuan, the cavalry captain under Duan Jiong, has already escorted the salt and iron I requested. They've passed through Pianguan and will soon reach Hequ!"

“They’ve all been sent out of the pass; I can go and get him anytime! The four of you are of no use except as a sacrifice for the flag!”

After Qiangqu finished speaking, he waved his hand and dragged the five of them out.

Then, Qiangqu scanned the group of Xiongnu officials in the tent:

"Send orders to all tribes in Yunzhong, Wuyuan, and Shuofang to hold a tribal assembly immediately!"

"With five households and one soldier, our Southern Xiongnu people, numbering 400,000 households, can amass an army of 80,000!"

"I will send troops to avenge myself, my son, and the ten thousand warriors who died!"

"The Han people have wronged us; I will make them pay with their blood!"

"After we eliminate the murderer who killed my son, I will lead you into Yanmen Pass and into Bingzhou."

"Take back all the money, food, and women!"

After Qiangqu roared, the people in the tent immediately responded.

One by one, they kicked over the tables in front of them and roared angrily.

Their ancestors were dependent on the Han people, but by their generation, especially some of the younger Xiongnu kings, they had long wanted to rebel!

The Han Dynasty is now in turmoil, with the Yellow Turban Rebellion taking place.

And now that such a great opportunity has presented itself, of course we should rebel!

Inside the tent, a frenzy of excitement erupted, and then messengers carrying the Chanyu's orders rushed to various locations.

Qiangqu slowly squatted down, carefully lifted Yufuluo's head, and forcefully closed his eyes.

"Yufuluo, my son! Your father will personally kill that prince and bury him and his ten thousand soldiers at the foot of Manhan Mountain!"

......

Right now.

Liu Wei, who was in Shanwu, seemed to be able to foresee the turbulent waves that were happening at the Southern Xiongnu royal court in Meiji!

However, this is exactly the result he wanted!

It would be best if Qiangqu could gather all the Xiongnu troops from the four commanderies of Yunzhong, so that Liu Wei could defeat them in one fell swoop and solve the problem once and for all.

Meanwhile, Xue Rengui had also devised a proper way to deal with the dozen or so Xiongnu chieftains and 20,000 soldiers!

Since our lord only needs three thousand men, let these twenty thousand men kill each other!

Thus, two thousand unarmed Xiongnu soldiers, who had been starving for a day, were driven into the barbican.

The city walls were filled with the archer battalion of the Great Wall army, their bows drawn and arrows nocked.

After all, the barbican is only so big, and can only hold two thousand people at a time!

Once the people entered, the city gate was closed!

Next, dozens of bowls of thoroughly cooked mutton were placed on the city wall.

The aroma of mutton made the Xiongnu soldiers inside the barbican drool!

Just when they didn't know what the other was up to, they suddenly dropped 300 curved swords!

"Listen up! I originally planned to kill you all, but my lord is merciful and will give you a chance to live!"

"Of your two thousand men, only three hundred will remain after one hour!"

"If you become one of these three hundred men and remain loyal to my lord, you'll have meat to eat and money to earn!"

On the city wall, a captain of the Great Wall Legion spoke coldly in the Xiongnu language.

boom!

The two thousand people below immediately erupted in uproar.

This is clearly intended to make them kill each other.

Once your hands are stained with the blood of your own people, it is unforgivable.

For a moment, no one made a move.

"You won't do anything, huh? Very well, shoot them all!"

The captain sneered, raised his hand, and prepared to order the archers to fire their arrows!

"Sir, they've made their move!"

Just as the captain was about to wave his hand to lower the guard, Qu Hou shouted a reminder from the side.

At that moment, screams erupted from below.

Immediately, someone picked up a knife and started attacking those around them!

To survive, kill, kill, kill!

Kill everyone around you!

The captain withdrew his hand and looked with great interest at the barbican square below, which resembled a gladiatorial arena.

Xiongnu soldiers kept falling, and some even killed several people before being ambushed.

At first, a few people joined together, but gradually they ended up fighting their own battles.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, half of the two thousand men had died!

Mountains of blood, rivers of blood!

Nine hundred...eight hundred....seven hundred...

The number of people below was visibly decreasing, and the captains on the city walls heard them running around to report the numbers.

When the number reached three hundred, he shouted, "Stop!"

The remaining three hundred men, covered in blood, were still killing in a frenzy!

The captain frowned and continued shouting. Most of them stopped, looking relieved, their eyes glazed over, and they were panting heavily.

As for those Xiongnu soldiers who were still moving around, the captain immediately ordered his men to shoot them with two arrows, killing them instantly!

"Drop your knife and go out of the city to eat meat!"

Less than three hundred Xiongnu soldiers walked out of the barbican in a daze, and then soldiers from the Great Wall Legion brought several large platters of mutton and threw them in front of them.

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