Inside the leather tent, Yelü Junba, the Left Wise King of the Xiongnu, sat upright on a wooden chair.
The firelight flickered on and off on his face.
Compared to the other rough-looking Xiongnu people, Yelü Junba appeared quite handsome.
However, a scar runs across his delicate cheek, giving it a flawed, broken appearance from a distance.
At this moment, Yelü Junba listened to Simuge's narration.
"You mean out of the ten thousand vanguard troops, only a few of you are left?"
Yelü Junba's voice was calm, but it sent a chill down Simuge's spine.
After all, the man before him was the dignified Left Wise King, second only to the Great Khan.
The Xiongnu generals listening on both sides of the tent stared wide-eyed and mouths agape.
Keep in mind that there were a full ten thousand cavalrymen!
Even if you slaughtered 10,000 pigs in one night, you still couldn't kill them all!
According to the last message sent by Helian Tiege, the garrison in Wuwei City numbered no more than five thousand, and they were all infantry.
How could they lose like this?
Simuge's voice trembled slightly as he spoke.
"Reporting to the Left Wise King, no... that's right, General Tie Ge fell into the Han people's ambush."
"There is a special force in the Han army. They are very strong and we are no match for them."
Si Muge lowered his head and carefully recalled the events, his body trembling more and more violently, as if he were reliving the fear of being dominated by Mu Zi'an that night.
Simuge recounted in detail to Yelü Junba what had happened that night.
Yelü Junba frowned when he heard that fifty Han Chinese dared to raid the camp.
After a long while, Yelü Junba finally spoke and asked.
"Where is Helian Tiege?"
Simuge shook his head.
"The fire was very fierce at the time, and General Tie Ge was in the very center of the fire."
Although Smoker didn't finish his sentence, everyone understood what he meant.
Helian Tiege is most likely dead in battle.
Yelü Junba clutched his head, feeling a sudden headache.
Last year, a snowstorm struck the grasslands, causing heavy losses to various tribes.
If they fail to plunder enough food and people this time, many tribes on the grasslands may disappear this winter.
Helian Tiege was making good progress, having captured Fuling City and besieged Wuwei City.
Once our side has gathered and reunited the remaining tribes' armies...
Yelü Junba was confident that he could plunder a large amount of grain from Dali this time, and even conquer half of Dali's territory and divide the country along the river.
But to everyone's surprise, in just over half a month, Helian Tiege had wiped out all 10,000 vanguard troops.
The previously favorable situation was instantly wiped out, and it was even a fatal blow to the morale of the army.
"Hmph! Tiege is utterly useless! He has wiped out ten thousand warriors of the grasslands! In my opinion, his entire tribe must be enslaved!"
"A Xiongnu commander said angrily from inside the tent."
The others echoed this sentiment.
As the saying goes, when a wall falls, everyone pushes it down; when a drum is broken, everyone beats it.
Yelü Junba looked at the excited generals and found it amusing.
It appears that these people are demanding punishment for Helian Tiege because of their defeat in battle.
But in reality, it was nothing more than a scheme to divide up the interests of the Helian tribe.
Yelü Junba gently tapped the table, and the noisy tent instantly fell silent.
Do you know who the opposing team's commander is?
Simuge was taken aback by what he heard, and then shook his head.
"Reporting to the Left Wise King, I do not know, but the person opposite is very young, and they seem to call him the Duke of Zhenguo."
Upon hearing the title "Duke of Zhenguo," a slight ripple finally appeared on Yelü Junba's usually calm face.
"It was him?"
Yelü Junba ran his hand over the scars on his face, his eyes revealing an undisguised coldness and murderous intent.
Indeed, the scar on his face was inflicted by Mu Zhanying when he was young.
After forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart, Yelü Junba regained his calm demeanor and coldly spoke as he looked at Simuge kneeling on the ground.
"Tiege is dead, so why are you still alive?"
Upon hearing this, Simuge was instantly shocked!
Before Simuge could beg for mercy, a curved blade had already pierced his back.
Fresh blood surged up and got stuck in Simugo's throat.
Yelü Junba waved his hand expressionlessly.
The guards standing outside the door immediately stepped forward and dragged away Simuge's still convulsing body.
Yelü Junba slowly stood up and then spoke.
"By order of my king, from this day forward, the Helian tribe shall be reduced to slavery."
Upon hearing this, the generals inside the tent instantly became excited.
Being reduced to slavery meant that the Helian tribe would be divided up.
For Yelü Junba, if he could mitigate the impact of the defeat of Helian general Tiege, it would undoubtedly be a very worthwhile deal.
Even though he knew that after he gave this order, tens of thousands of people in the Helian tribe would be reduced to lowly slaves or even slaughtered.
However, Yelü Junba neither regretted nor cared, for the grasslands believed in the supremacy of the strong.
After all, even if he didn't give the order, without Tie Ge's protection, the Helian tribe would still be divided up sooner or later.
Seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the generals in the tent, Yelü Junba immediately spoke.
"The entire army shall set off immediately, with Fuling City as our target!"
With Yelü Junba's order, 90,000 Xiongnu cavalrymen marched headed straight for Liangzhou.
The next few days were spent traveling to Liangzhou.
Yelü Junba forcibly conscripted another 10,000 light cavalry from various tribes on the grasslands to fill the gap in the vanguard army, barely managing to gather 100,000 iron cavalry.
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