Putting aside everything else, Gao Qiu, as a treacherous minister who went down in history, certainly had ability, and quite a good one at that.
With Mu Zian's deliberate cooperation, Jieli felt he couldn't live without Gao Qiu in just one day.
As the saying goes, it's easy to add flowers to brocade, but difficult to provide charcoal in the snow.
After all, in such a desperate situation, who could refuse a servant who is both capable and pleasant-speaking?
Gao Qiu naturally became Jieli's confidant.
This was exactly what Mu Zian wanted to achieve; he wanted to use a treacherous minister and a foolish ruler to completely defeat the Xiongnu.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the Beggars' Army was successfully formed with the assistance of Jia Xu, Zhao Yun, Han Shizhong, and others.
Not all slaves need to be saved, and Mu Zian cannot take them all away at the moment.
Ultimately, after a selection process, the Xiongnu royal court only chose a little over ten thousand people.
Mu Zian gave the remaining slaves the captured cattle, sheep, and grain and told them to return on their own.
This is the best solution that can be achieved at present.
The Xiongnu royal court had no shortage of warhorses.
When they arrived, Mu Zian had only four thousand iron cavalry under his command.
By this time, Mu Zian had 15,000 men under his command who were solely loyal to him.
One thousand nights of rebellion, two thousand Beiwei soldiers, and twelve thousand Qihuo soldiers.
This is all of Mu Zi'an's assets and trump cards at this moment.
The snow had already covered the Hun royal court, which had been burned to ashes.
On the back of Red Hare, Mu Zian let out a final cold laugh.
I hope you will like this gift!
Having said that, he gave the reins a sharp tug!
Then 15,000 cavalrymen marched through the snow! Their figures gradually disappeared into the vast expanse of white.
Half a day after Mu Zian led his army away, countless dark Xiongnu cavalrymen converged on the royal court from the distant horizon.
At the forefront of this endless black tide stood an elderly Hun man with gray hair and a solemn expression.
This person was none other than Agobdan, the Right Wise King of the Xiongnu.
Like the Central Plains, the Xiongnu revered the left, so the Left Wise King held a higher status than the Right Wise King.
However, Agobtan is an exception, because he is currently the most senior person on the entire steppe, and is also the uncle of the current Jeli Khan.
Even Yelü Junba, who was the Left Wise King, was just a junior in front of him.
Agobhutan represents a faction of the true Hunnic aristocracy.
However, due to Agobhutan's advanced age, he gradually retired to oversee operations from the rear.
The real power of the Xiongnu fell into the hands of the younger generation, led by Yelü Junba.
Take, for example, this southward campaign that mobilized 100,000 cavalry from the grasslands.
Without Agobtan's tacit approval and impetus, it would have been impossible for Yelü Junba to accomplish this on his own.
After all, the grasslands were merely barren, yet the infighting and scheming were no less intense than in the Central Plains dynasties, and perhaps even more brutal.
However, just as Yelü Junba's army was pressing on the border, Agobtan received a distress call from the royal court.
The moment Agobhutan received the news, he felt it was absurd.
However, as more and more nobles who had managed to escape came seeking help.
Agobhutan finally realized that something was wrong!
Agobhutan quickly assembled the remaining cavalry on the steppe and then immediately led his troops to provide reinforcements.
However, even though Agobhutan rushed as fast as it could, it was still too late.
When he saw the once-prosperous royal court reduced to ashes, he felt as if the sky was about to collapse!
The royal court was not only the political center of the Xiongnu steppe, but also a symbol of the steppe's honor.
However, at this moment, this place, which the Xiongnu people were most proud of, has become a scorched wasteland.
Agobhutan, suppressing his fear and anger, entered the scorched earth of his royal court.
The overwhelming smell of blood was so strong that even a blizzard couldn't suppress it.
The ground littered with the corpses of the Xiongnu people testifies to the great battle that took place here.
The deeper Agobhutan went, the heavier his heart became.
The entire royal court was deathly silent, like a graveyard.
The two kings of Guli behind Agobhutan, both clad in armor, looked extremely embarrassed!
"These Han Chinese! They're despicable! They actually resorted to such a despicable tactic as a sneak attack!"
Agobhutan ignored their curses and simply kept walking forward with his head down.
The sight of the burned-out tents around Agobhutan plunged his heart into despair.
At that moment, he prayed for only one thing: that Jeli not die.
Once Jieli dies, the steppe will inevitably be engulfed in another bloody battle for the Khanate.
The grasslands can no longer withstand such turmoil!
However, just as Agobhutan was lost in thought, King Kan of Zuoguli behind him exclaimed in surprise.
"Your Majesty the Right Wise King, look...look ahead!"
Kan Yu's voice brought Agobhutan back to his senses, and he followed Kan Yu's gaze forward.
One glance sent chills down his spine!
In the distance, on the sacrificial altar of the royal court, countless Xiongnu corpses were arranged layer upon layer in the shape of a pyramid.
At the very top of the pyramid is a spire composed of the skulls of Hunnic nobles.
The blood was frozen solid in the extreme cold, and now it emitted an eerie red glow under the sunlight.
This is the gift Mu Zi'an left for the Xiongnu! A unique mound of skulls!
I will offer sacrifices to heaven and earth with the blood of the Xiongnu! Mu Zi'an wants to tell the world that I have been here!
Boom! Boom!
Agobhutan clenched his fist, his pupils trembling with fear and anger.
Mu Zian's ruthlessness had exceeded his expectations, and Agobhutan immediately gave the order!
"Seal off this area! Seal off this area!"
Agobtan knew that if what he was seeing were leaked, the blow to the morale of the steppe would be devastating!
However, paper cannot keep out fire.
When the Huns following Agobtan arrived at this place and looked at the human tower, it was too late!
Fear, like a seed that has sprouted, grew wildly in the hearts of every Hun who saw the human tower!
To kill someone, you must also destroy their spirit!
This is exactly what Mu Ziyan wanted to achieve!
If you don't hurt a dog, it will always bare its teeth at you.
Only by breaking all its teeth will it learn to be docile.
Blood for blood, tooth for tooth, violence for violence! That is the most effective and efficient method!
At this moment, Agobhutan could no longer suppress his anger! He completely broke down!
"Kill them! Kill them no matter the cost!"
Agobhutan roared angrily!
To Mu Zian, Agobhutan was nothing but a powerless rage!
However, at the same time that he achieved a great victory on the grasslands, Yelü Junba revealed his fangs in Liangzhou!
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