The Xiongnu royal court, the Chanyu's camp.
A young woman dressed in a snow-white velvet robe, with a snow-white fur shawl over her shoulders and jade ornaments in her hair, sat cross-legged on a wool cushion, holding a book in her hands, which she placed on a low table, slowly turning the pages...
At this moment, an old woman walked in and saw that she was reading Han books again. She said, "Your Highness, you are reading Han books again. If the King finds out, he will surely blame you."
"Granny, if you don't tell, the King won't know."
The old woman poured a cup of goat's milk and placed it on the table. "Even if this old servant doesn't say anything, the King will find out sooner or later..."
The young woman shook her head and smiled, ignoring the old woman and continuing to flip through the book.
As the old woman cut off a cooked leg of lamb, she muttered, "I really don't know what's so good about these Han books. No matter how powerful the Han people are, they're still captured and enslaved by us. The King has repeatedly ordered that we must not treat the Han people well. Those Han people are two-faced weasels; not one of them is good."
"Your Majesty also said that Han people are two-legged sheep!"
The young woman smiled slightly, seemingly disagreeing with the old woman's statement.
The old woman sliced the cut lamb leg into thin slices, sprinkled it with some seasonings, and arranged a few purple and white flower petals before serving it to the young woman.
"Granny, look, it's not cut evenly again..."
The young woman pointed to the slices of mutton on the plate and smiled.
The old woman couldn't help but shake her head and sigh, "Your Highness, are you trying to amuse this old servant again..."
"hehe……"
The young woman exuded a charming and alluring aura.
After a while, she slowly put slices of mutton into her mouth with her knife and fork, reciting words from a Han Chinese book: "Yesterday the rain was sparse and the wind was strong... I slept soundly but the wine still lingered... I asked the person rolling up the curtain..."
Her eyes lit up immediately, "Who wrote this poem? How can it be so well written..."
When she saw that the author of the poem was "Qin Chuan", she shook her head again, "I've never heard of this person."
Just then, several Xiongnu guards suddenly broke into the Chanyu's camp.
"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! The Han people are attacking!"
Hearing the guards' words, the queen just giggled and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? The Han people are thousands of miles away from us, how could they possibly have fought their way here!"
"Your Highness, it's true! We must escape! We must find the King!"
"escape?"
The queen simply laughed, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.
The guards looked at each other, completely unsure of what to do.
Just then, a Xiongnu guard at the entrance was pierced through the throat by a sharp steel arrow, and his body fell directly into the royal tent...
Upon witnessing this scene, the queen turned pale.
She ran around in panic in the tent. Just then, another sharp steel arrow flew by, grazing her face but striking the Xiongnu guard behind her.
"Protect the Princess!"
Several guards leaped out and shielded the queen behind them.
At that moment, a barrage of sharp steel arrows shot out!
The guards were struck in the forehead by arrows and fell to the ground instantly...
Seeing that all the guards had been killed, the queen truly believed that it was the Han people who had come to kill her.
This is terrible! How did the Han people manage to get here?
The queen walked slowly to the entrance of the tent and hid on the left side of the tent door. At this moment, she finally heard the voices of the Han people.
"By order of the Imperial Preceptor! No indiscriminate killing of innocents! Only kill the guards!"
"yes!"
She lowered her gaze and finally saw the legendary two-legged sheep.
These Han Chinese soldiers moved skillfully between the tents.
They carried knives at their waists, held magical bows in their hands, and had arrows on their backs; some also carried spears...
They drove the people out of each tent, then bound their hands with something. In this way, the Xiongnu people were obediently captured...
"Looting...retribution..."
The queen suddenly thought of these two Han Chinese words.
For a moment, she was so stunned that she couldn't utter a word, watching helplessly as everything unfolded, completely unsure of what to do...
Just then, the old woman from before came over and pulled her: "Your Highness, come with me, I'll take you to hide in the cave. These damned Han people, they've really gone too far, they actually came to plunder us..."
Terrified, the queen was completely disoriented and could only follow the old woman to hide in the cave.
...
In an instant, the shouts of battle from the Xiongnu royal court shook the heavens.
However, it wasn't a large-scale call to action, but rather a small group of Xiongnu guards trying to attract everyone's attention and rally all Xiongnu people to resist together.
Unfortunately, it's no longer of any use.
Every arrow fired by the soldiers of Da Gan took the head of a Hun!
Some "Xiongnu" took the opportunity to set fire to the camp and create chaos, for reasons unknown.
In an instant, the entire Xiongnu royal court was engulfed in flames!
Sitting in the armored off-road vehicle, Qin Chuan lowered his binoculars and muttered, "Damn, why are these Huns setting fires..."
After a while, he finally learned from the urgent battle report sent by his soldiers that the people who set fire to the camp were not the Xiongnu, but Han slaves who had been captured and brought there.
"good!"
Qin Chuan thought to himself, "This is fine, burning them is fine too. Anyway, these tents are hard to move and inconvenient to be taken as spoils of war."
Huns, their hands bound with ropes, stood in rows, guarded by a large number of soldiers.
...
The battle ended quickly.
The Xiongnu guards numbered less than 2,000, and they quickly perished under the arrows.
The remaining members of the Xiongnu royal family and nobles were all captured.
The vast meadow was so small that there wasn't even enough room for them to stand.
According to the battle report, Qin Chuan learned that as many as 90,000 Xiongnu people had been captured this time!
"Great! Done without breaking a sweat!"
Qin Chuan clapped his hands excitedly in the car.
Just then, a large group of soldiers escorted a young woman dressed in snow-white velvet, with a snow-white fur shawl over her shoulders and her face smeared with ash.
A soldier reported, "Grand Preceptor, this man was found in a cave next to the Chanyu's camp. His identity may be unusual. General An ordered us to bring him here so that the Grand Preceptor can make a decision."
Qin Chuan glanced at her and said calmly, "Wash her face first."
"yes."
The soldiers splashed some water on her face.
Water droplets streamed down her velvet, and her image came into Qin Chuan's view.
Qin Chuan's eyes lit up; she was very beautiful.
But it wasn't good to keep it a secret, so he could only wave his hand and pretend to be calm, saying, "Take him away."
At that moment, a soldier presented a book, saying, "Grand Preceptor, we have discovered this."
"Um?"
Qin Chuan picked up the book and saw that it was still open. He saw a poem written on the page, which was the same poem he had passed on to Da Gan, "Yesterday the rain was sparse and the wind was strong".
The soldiers were about to take the queen away when Qin Chuan hurriedly shouted, "Wait! Bring her to the carriage. I want to interrogate her myself."
At this moment, the old man surnamed Cai had already gotten out of the car and hid far away. Li Aniu opened the back door of the car from the outside, and Qin Chuan opened the passenger door and said, "Bring him to the front."
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