"Yes, it was indeed a gift from the immortal." Prince Fusu agreed directly.
Meng Tian was delighted, but hesitated to speak.
Prince Fusu knew what he was worried about, and said to him softly, "The immortal is the immortal of the Qin Dynasty. If the thing you are worried about happens one day, it will just be a return to the original fate."
After that, he added: "Although our Great Qin prospers in accordance with current events, it is more due to the efforts of the Qin people. Why should General Meng be so worried?"
Compared to Prince Fusu's insight, Meng Tian and others were worried about what would happen if the immortals no longer helped them one day.
Meng Tian looked around and suddenly laughed heartily, "Young Master is indeed very insightful and clever. We were blinded by a single leaf."
If I get it, I'm lucky. If I lose it, it's my fate.
Yes, even if the immortals were gone one day, they still had immortal seeds. As long as they cultivated on time, they would not have to worry about food and drink. They also drove away the Huns and were able to make weapons like fireworks...
Seeing this, Fusu also laughed.
He suddenly remembered what Li Rongrong once said: "The Chinese people will never be a nation that only knows how to rely on the outside world."
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See, this is ingrained in our bones.
"General Meng, today's battle is thanks to you for holding on here, which has bought precious time for our army." Prince Fusu's voice was filled with gratitude and admiration, and his eyes were full of appreciation as he looked at Meng Tian.
General Meng Tian returned the greeting with a firm and steady look: "My Lord, you are too kind. Serving the country is our duty. But even though we have defeated the Yuezhi today, they may come back in the future. We must remain vigilant at all times and not let down our guard at all."
Prince Fusu nodded, his eyes deep, as if he was thinking about something profound: "General Meng is right. We must be fully prepared. Why don't we take advantage of the victory and completely defeat the Yuezhi in one fell swoop?"
Prince Fusu's words were a bit unprofessional.
As the military strategists say, don't pursue an enemy who is in a desperate situation.
What's more, in this vast grassland, chasing the enemy will undoubtedly lead to unknown dangers.
However, Meng Tian began to think seriously about it.
He frowned, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "This time, the 100,000-strong Yuezhi army was captured in one fell swoop. Now we can indeed capture all the remaining Yuezhi people directly by pursuing them. However, the only worry is that other foreign tribes on the grassland will wait for an opportunity to move, and let our Qin army be attacked from both sides."
Upon hearing this, Prince Fusu smiled with a gentlemanly demeanor, as if he had already made up his mind: "General, how could you forget that other people's message transmission is not as convenient as the intercom used by the Qin Dynasty."
His words instantly awakened Meng Tian.
Meng Tian suddenly realized something, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Yes! Speed is of the essence in war, young master is very talented!"
As he spoke, he strode to the war drum, swung up the drumstick and beat the drum hard.
The drums beat to the sky, and the Qin army quickly assembled and formed into a long line, winding forward on the grassland like a giant dragon.
Before the other two foreign tribes received the news of the Yuezhi's defeat, the Qin army had already wiped out the entire Yuezhi tribe like a flash of lightning.
By the time they reacted, the main force of the Qin army, which was divided into two groups, had already merged, and together with the defenders supported by various counties and prefectures, they directly attacked the Huns.
At this time, Maodun, who had just become the new Chanyu, was still in the tent, eating and drinking with a beautiful woman.
A Hun soldier stumbled into the tent, his face full of fear, as if a ferocious beast was chasing him.
He couldn't even catch his breath, he just pointed outside and stammered, "Great...Great Chanyu! Yue...Yuezhi people! All...all gone!"
Maodun was originally hugging a beautiful woman, sipping fine wine, and enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.
"Why are you so flustered? What's gone?" Maodun looked at him indifferently, as if he would die in the next second if he couldn't explain anything.
"All the Yuezhi people are gone!"
"The Qin army has already breached the Yuezhi camp!"
The soldier's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Maodun's heart hard.
He was startled and the wine glass in his hand almost fell to the ground. His eyes widened as if he could see through the soldier.
"What did you say? What happened to the Yuezhi people?" Maodun's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
The soldier was frightened by Maodun's momentum, but he still tried to calm himself down and replied with a trembling voice: "The Yue...Yuezhi people were...annihilated by the Qin army!"
When Maodun heard this, he felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He felt as if struck by lightning and stood there in a daze, unable to move.
His eyes lost focus in an instant, as if he had seen something incredible.
The Yuezhi people were the most powerful tribe on the grassland except for the Xiongnu. How could they be destroyed by the Qin army in one battle?
He suddenly raised his head, looked at the soldier with a sharp gaze, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is this... is this true? Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
The soldier nodded repeatedly, almost crying: "It is absolutely true, Great Chanyu! The Qin army was unstoppable. The leader of the Yuezhi led 100,000 people to attack the city, but they were killed in the counterattack. Not a single one was left alive."
"The leader of the Yuezhi tribe is also dead. The remaining Yuezhi people left behind are simply unable to resist the Qin army's offensive."
"You son of a bitch, Yuezhi, don't you know how powerful the Qin people are now?"
"Didn't you see that the Huns were beaten back?"
"Why are you provoking him for no reason?"
"Are you worried about your long life?"
"Okay, let's go down now!"
“…”
Maodun’s cursing has been automatically blocked here.
Maodun pushed the beauty beside him away, and because his legs suddenly became weak, he staggered back a few steps and almost fell to the ground.
He put on his equipment while cursing, and he hated the Yuezhi leader to death in his heart.
The Yuezhi are gone, maybe the next target of the Qin army will be the Xiongnu!
If we had known that the Yuezhi leader was so eager to commit suicide, we should have trapped him in his Xiongnu camp last time.
Just as I changed my clothes, another Xiongnu soldier ran over and shouted, "Chanyu... the main force of the Qin army suddenly appeared not far away, I'm afraid they are coming towards us!"
"We...what should we do?"
Maodun felt dizzy. Although he had some guesses, he did not expect it to happen so quickly.
The Qin people are planning to annihilate all the tribes on the grassland in one fell swoop!
Outside the tent, the Hun soldiers were in chaos, passing this shocking news to each other.
When the news spread across the grassland, the faces of the tribal leaders were filled with panic and anxiety.
At this time, the Qin army was like a divine force descending from the sky, unstoppable and invincible.
Maodun stood in the middle of the tent, looking at the mess around him, feeling full of powerlessness.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened them. There was no more fear and despair in his eyes, but determination and resoluteness.
"Pass the order, all Hun warriors, get ready immediately!" Maodun's voice echoed in the tent with unquestionable majesty.
Escape is not the solution. When facing a strong enemy, the only way to survive is to fight.
Maodun had gained great prestige among the Xiongnu soldiers. The noise outside the tent gradually subsided, and the Xiongnu soldiers were preparing in a tense and orderly manner.
Maodun put on heavy armor, held a spear in his hand, strode out of the tent, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, scanning everything in front of him.
"We, the Xiongnu, are the eagles of the grasslands. We will never surrender easily!"
The soldiers were inspired by Maodun's words and cheered up.
At the same time, the main force of the Qin army was approaching. Prince Fusu and Meng Tian rode side by side on their horses, looking firmly at the Huns' camp not far away.
"General Meng, it seems that the Huns are ready to fight." Prince Fusu said in a deep voice, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.
Meng Tian nodded, his expression still calm: "Don't worry, my lord. Our Qin army is brave and good at fighting. We will definitely win this battle."
After Meng Tian gave the order, Qin crossbows fired continuously, and arrows rained down on the Huns' camp.
When the Qin people attacked the city and plundered, they had to suppress their arrogance with the Qin crossbow. There was no cover on the grassland, so the damage was extremely high.
In the past, before they arrived, the Huns had already heard the news and moved their positions.
Ever since they invented the walkie-talkie, the Qin people always took the initiative and were much faster than the Huns.
Meng Tian looked at the crossbows and couldn't help but sigh, "It would be great if fireworks could be used on such a large scale in the future. What city gates would not be opened?"
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On the other side, Li Rongrong, who returned to the bedroom to get something, happened to hear what Meng Tian said.
Fusu was afraid that he would not receive any news from her, so he carried a mirror with him recently. Just then, this sentence was transmitted to him.
She couldn't help but shudder after hearing this, thinking that this was what happened a hundred years ago, when the door to China was opened with loud bangs.
Later, after a hundred years of humiliation, our ancestors continued to turn into fireflies to light the way forward.
The sound of war drums, horse hooves... never ceases.
Thinking that Fusu could also hear her talking, Li Rongrong had to swallow what she was about to say.
The civil war between the Huns and the Huaxia people was a process of continuous integration.
For thousands of years, anyone who offends the Chinese will be punished no matter how far away they are.
It is the idea of continuous absorption and tolerance of the Chinese ancestors that has created the rich and diverse Chinese civilization.
Fighting the Huns was only the first step. The Qin Dynasty wanted to conquer the world, but how should it conquer the world?
Maybe she should find time to talk to Fusu.
What if one day Fusu used the things she gave him to forcibly attack some innocent people?
Of course, she had no objection to using it to hit some people who were living a good life and only knew how to fish and drain water.
Hit, and hit hard!
This closed loop of cause and effect must be closed!
By the way, is it time to let Fusu build a ship and go out to sea?
Li Rongrong, who is an Aquarius, had her thoughts in a whirlwind and only got back to the topic the next second.
Forget it, let’s just see how to fight the Huns. Maybe Fusu can also carve a stone tablet at Yanran.
At that moment, she didn't take her things anymore, but picked up the mirror directly. The mirror seemed to know that she was looking at it, and it projected the image on the other side through the mirror surface.
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After Qin Nu's suppression, the two sides started fighting.
The mirror was considerately pointed at Fusu's divine face, allowing her only to hear the sounds and not to see any bloody scenes.
Although the Hun warriors were brave, they gradually became overwhelmed by the powerful offensive of the Qin army.
The Qin army's arrows fell like raindrops, and the Huns' defense line was broken again and again.
Maodun led the charge, wielding a spear, on the battlefield. Every time he charged, he boosted the morale of the Xiongnu warriors, but even so, he could not change the situation.
Prince Fusu and Meng Tian were in charge of the central army, commanding the troops with confidence. They flexibly adjusted tactics according to the battlefield situation, allowing the Qin army to always maintain its advantage.
It was not until the appearance of the air nail gun, the Mohist improved version of the air nail gun, and fireworks that the victory or defeat on the battlefield was directly determined.
The Huns, who had never seen fireworks, were killed by their horses.
The battle ended quickly. Although some Huns broke through, the main force of the Huns was captured in one fell swoop. The Qin army achieved its biggest victory in the fight against the Huns.
Maodun led his exhausted and wounded troops and broke out from the side and rear of the battlefield with difficulty.
Relying on his familiarity with the terrain of this vast grassland, he carefully avoided the Qin army's pursuit and finally escaped with his remaining troops.
However, when he stopped and looked around, he found that there were only twenty or so people around him except himself.
These former warriors are now ragged and scarred, with fatigue and fear in their eyes.
Maodun fell to the ground in pain, his heart filled with endless sorrow and anger.
He struggled to get up, but fell back down weakly, as if he had exhausted all the strength to stand.
“It’s over!”
He shouted in a hoarse voice, his voice full of despair and unwillingness, his eyes looking into the distance empty.
"It's destroyed!"
He wailed once more, his voice echoing across the grassland, filled with endless sadness and sorrow.
"We, the Xiongnu, now only have these people!"
He pounded the ground angrily, as if trying to vent all the pain and anger in his heart.
"It's all the Yue clan's fault!" He cursed with gnashing teeth, his curses echoing across the grassland, filled with endless anger and resentment.
"Why would you provoke Qin Jun for no reason?"
"…@&#"
The thousands of words of cursing are omitted here again.
However, just as he was cursing and getting emotional, he lost his breath and fell down.
His body was trembling slightly, his eyes gradually became blurred and distracted, and the Huns around him became even more panicked.
In addition to them, the tribal leaders on the grassland were also panicking.
They moved their family to the other side of the grassland overnight.
Run away!
Who doesn't escape!
Stay alive!
Let alone these small tribes, didn’t you see that the Qin people had already destroyed the Yuezhi and the Xiongnu?
Even the Donghu people who claimed to be the most skeptical on the grasslands were beaten badly by the Qin army and almost wiped out after the Xiongnu were destroyed.
Why keep it here if you don't run away?
Let the Qin army grow vegetables on their heads?
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