A few days later, in the area of Guyang, north of Yinshan Mountain, in a magnificent and huge dome.
A man wearing a wolfskin coat, with a thick beard and as strong as a bear, was eating mutton with big mouthfuls.
"Chan Yu, news has arrived from the Central Plains: the Qin people want to trade grain for wool."
"What?"
Upon hearing the information from his confidant, Touman immediately put down the lamb leg bone and stood up.
"Are the people of the Central Plains so kind? Exchanging grain for wool?"
He also knew that there was a lot of hatred between the two sides, and there must be something fishy about this matter.
"Wool, wool... No!"
"The people of the Central Plains are truly cunning!"
After figuring out the key point, Touman slammed the table with his palm, a palm-leaf fan, with a ferocious look on his face.
As the leader of the Huns, although Touman looked rough in appearance, he was very delicate in mind and naturally noticed the conspiracy hidden behind the transaction.
"Pass the order down. No trade with the Central Plains."
"Chanyu, other small tribes have also received the news. I'm afraid the matter has spread."
The confidant tremblingly told the bad news.
“Damn it, damn it!”
Touman kicked his confidant away and walked out of the tent angrily.
As soon as I went out, I saw that the herdsmen in the tribe were ecstatic.
"Brother, you don't need to rob food this year. Your injury has just healed."
"Well, Hana, let's raise sheep together to exchange for food."
"That's great! Our tribe won't have so many deaths this year."
"Yeah, last year's Nine Plains Flying Cavalry was even more powerful. We couldn't get any food at all. If I hadn't run so fast..."
“…”
Touman looked around at the scenes and felt a chill in his heart. He knew that the situation was difficult to salvage.
If there is a way to obtain food without fighting, the herdsmen will definitely not want to plunder the Central Plains anymore.
But as a Chanyu, Touman did not want to live a dull and boring life, nor did he want to hide in a remote corner.
Instead, they wanted to plunder the fertile land of the Central Plains, countless slaves and wealth, and supreme power...
Touman was originally waiting for an opportunity.
But I never thought a butterfly would flap its wings...
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