"My dear leaders, I believe you all understand why I have summoned you all.
I originally thought that Da Gan was doing business with us out of kindness, but I didn't expect that it was a plan to exterminate our clan. He is so treacherous.
Our ancestors have lived on this grassland, listening to the whispers of the Eternal Heaven!
But how could he be fooled by Da Gan's strategy?
"We Xiongnu are the most brutal wolves, not sheep to be slaughtered! Even less so, we are dogs that shake their heads and beg for food!" "Hannu King Hale Chanyu, wearing a wolfskin hat, stood up, looked around, and roared.
He smashed the pair of jade cups he loved the most, which he had traded with Da Gan, and replaced them with a large bowl to pour wine.
Of course, he didn’t realize that this big bowl was actually a product of Da Gan.
If I really want to change it, I can only use a skull to drink wine. Well, the wine is also very dry.
If you really want to change it, you can replace this thing with blood water.
According to the intelligence from the Xiongnu King, Dagan also traded with the Turks and Khitans.
However, the two families are far apart, and it hasn't reached the same point as theirs.
Now there are more and more things related to the Gan people among the Xiongnu, so a large number of Xiongnu people have begun to respect and worship the Gan people's culture.
The Huns were all strong, or rather, all of them were strong.
Although culture, in a sense, can be said to have no high or low.
However, the richer Central Plains culture, with its countless handicrafts and artworks, is more powerful.
Naturally, it became a place that a large number of Huns flocked to.
Although Da Gan traded a lot of goods, it was far from enough to meet the needs of the Huns in the entire northern desert.
As a result, these goods were snapped up crazily within the Xiongnu.
Even many Huns sold their cattle, sheep, swords and knives for a small jade pendant.
Without the bloodiness of the Hun men.
Although this is only an isolated case, we still need to be vigilant about this situation.
If this continues, the entire Xiongnu nation will be destroyed and the people will be wiped out without a single blow.
The Xiongnu King Haller Chanyu understood it at this moment, but it was already difficult to stop it.
This was almost an obvious strategy. Most Huns had already received this benefit, so it was naturally impossible for them to refuse.
The initiative of this transaction has always been in Da Gan's hands.
If Da Gan doesn't want to trade, he can rely on the Northern Martial Arts World to block the entire trading route.
Perhaps smuggling could bring endless profits, but the knights in the northern martial arts world at that time simply looked down upon this.
For thousands of years, the Huns have known that the north is like a steel nail, firmly nailing the Huns' throat.
Even when the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed and the Great Gan was established, the northern martial arts community still did not go up to grab a piece of the pie, but instead held on to the north.
Could the Huns do that? Impossible.
Haleh Chanyu did not have this appeal, and countless small tribes were scattered throughout the north.
In order to rule the entire Xiongnu, the Xiongnu king placed the most elite troops by his side.
As a nomadic people, they naturally live where there is water and grass.
The Yanran Mountains in the north are surrounded by lush grass and water, and the Xiongnu royal court was located here most of the time.
It was also impossible for the Xiongnu royal court to go to the southern front because there was not enough water and grass there to feed the troops.
This resulted in the tribes on the northern border not being very strong, and the Xiongnu royal court did not have enough control over them.
It is impossible to expect them to give up the benefits they have obtained and cut off ties with Da Gan.
“Da Gan is rich, but he is just a treacherous schemer, but we Xiongnu men are brave and valiant.
"Whatever you want, use the saber in your hand or the bow in your palm to get it." The Xiongnu Zuoguli King stood up.
During this time, he also gained a lot from trading with Da Gan.
However, he was accustomed to plundering for a long time and was not good at doing business.
Still feeling a little uncomfortable, he wanted more to go south to plunder and get more money.
He actually didn't see through all these twists and turns, but when he heard that the Xiongnu king wanted to start a war, he naturally supported it.
King Youguli was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded in agreement:
"Then gather the tribes, the goods from the big farms are now in great demand in the eyes of the young men.
This is not just bad news, most men don't have the money to buy it.
If the ground is covered with gold, we will definitely fight bravely!"
This big move made the entire Xiongnu even more eager for big action.
Before being deterred by force, they naturally think of plundering.
"Let's make the arrangements over there." Seeing that all the tribal leaders agreed, the Hun King also nodded.
In fact, now is not the best time to go south. The best time should be during the autumn harvest.
That was the time when the defenses in the north of Dagan were the most lax, and it was also the time when they could achieve the greatest results in looting.
But now in winter, most of the autumn harvest has passed.
But it can be considered a good day. After all, the south is warmer than the northern desert.
After doing all this, Haleh Chanyu walked out of the royal court, then mounted his horse and continued to head north with more than a thousand Hun guards.
The Xiongnu's beliefs were mainly ancestor worship and nature worship, and the Xiongnu king was the son of the Eternal Heaven.
Now that this battle has been decided, we must go to the place of sacrifice to inquire.
Hale Chanyu carried a sheep and walked into the sacrificial temple, stabbed the animal in the throat with a scimitar, and killed it as a sacrifice.
Blood flowed from the altar to the floor.
After hearing the sheep slowly stop moving, the Xiongnu King said, "Daji, I want to attack Dagan."
As the voice fell, something seemed to wake up, and then the terrifying aura disappeared again.
A hunchbacked old man came out, wearing a sheepskin that had begun to turn black and holding a bone crutch in his hand.
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