My father is Emperor Wu of Han, how can I be different from him?

Chapter 27: No Major Events in Chang'an

The water of Juyan Lake originates from the snow of Qilian Mountains, flows through winding rivers, and finally converges here to the north.

The Hunxie tribe is located at the foot of the Qilian Mountains.

The Han army followed the Ruoshui River all the way south, then turned east from the Heli Mountain, shortly after entering the eastern foot of the Heli Mountain...

"stop!"

On the right bank of Ruoshui River, the grass was green and a team of more than a hundred people blocked a large group of nearly a thousand people.

Although the other side had the advantage in numbers, the chief of the Tu tribe still frowned and asked, "Which tribe are you from?"

This is the pasture of the Qiutu tribe. The tribal camp is not far away. With a whistle, the men will come to help, so it is not a waste of time to be a householder.

clinker.

As soon as he said this, the fur-clad man sitting astride the horse became furious and whipped him hard with the whip.

"presumptuous!"

"I am the Right Guduhou under the Great Chanyu. I have been ordered to come and deliver the military order to King Hunxie. Which tribe are you from? Get out of here!"

The whip hit the pawnshop owner's face, causing a burning pain. Although he was furious, he suppressed his anger when he thought of the other party's reputation and groaned, "Do you have any proof?"

Gao doesn't know where the proof came from.

Without his saying a word, the servant beside him suddenly drew out his scimitar, and more than a thousand men behind him drew their swords at the same time.

The murderous intention suddenly appeared!
Gao Buzhi's eyes were dangerous, and he squeezed out a few words, "You are worthy of asking me to take out the token?"

The law of the jungle among the grassland tribes was vividly demonstrated at this moment.

After half a cup of tea.

After a burst of wanton laughter, the large group of people left. At this time, the reinforcements from the Chieftain's tribe, who had noticed the riot, finally arrived.

"what happened?"

The man covered his cheeks and did not answer. He just looked at the troops going away to the east and spat fiercely.

"Pooh!"

"A bunch of bastards from the north, relying on the support of the Great Khan, are running wild in our right wing! In the past, I..."

Eight out of the ten sentences he said were curses, and two of them were threats. The tribesmen who came to help him understood what he meant after hearing a rough outline, and said with an unpleasant expression:

"Be patient, things are different now!"

The right wing was severely damaged by the Han people, the prestige of the Right Wise King was greatly reduced, and the Chanyu's hand had already reached out to the tribes in Hexi.

The Qiutu tribe, which was under the rule of the Hunxie tribe on the right wing of the Xiongnu, was just a small fry and had no choice but to swallow its anger.

"After the Chanyu's envoy leaves in a few days, we will go to complain to the leader of Hunxie and ask for some compensation. It's not worth it... eh?"

"What are they going to do?"

At this time.

The chieftain's men on the river bank suddenly discovered that the "envoy team" that had just gone east had turned back and headed straight for the tribal camp.

I was a little confused at first, but when I got closer and saw the scimitar waving in the other person's hand, I was suddenly shocked!
Before they could raise a loud warning.

Just at this moment.

There was another burst of hurried horse hoof sounds behind him. Why did I say "again"? Because Zhao Po Nu's three thousand elite cavalry suddenly rushed out under the cover of the horse hoof sounds of Gao Bu Shi and his group!
“Han people!?”

It was too late to exclaim.

Being able to clearly see the armor of the Han army and identify their identities means that they are close enough, so close that they are caught off guard and have no time to deploy their troops.

Zhao Po Nu rushed out from the valley and urged his horse forward. When he was fifty feet away, he shouted:
"bow!"

Hearing the sound, the cavalry behind him quickly drew their bows and arrows.

Fifty feet is just a blink of an eye for the cavalry charging at high speed. Halfway through the journey, Zhao Po Nu suddenly swung down his raised right hand.

"put!"

The cavalryman stepped hard on the stirrup and exerted force suddenly.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The rain of arrows drew a graceful arc in the sky, and blood flowers appeared again.

With just one charge, the hundreds of people on the river bank were drowned under the horses' hooves.

at this time.

The camp of the Qiutu tribe was also in chaos.

Although they were all Huns, they had been accustomed to the fighting between tribes since childhood. The soldiers under Gao Bushi and Puduo showed no mercy when they killed the chieftains of the tribe.

The Xiongnu generals who surrendered to the Han Dynasty, such as Gao and Pu, were either captured by the Han army in the past and then defected to the Han Dynasty.

Or, the defeated party in the grassland battle, the whole clan fled south to avoid disaster.

The name Huns was just a general term used by the Han dynasty to refer to many nomadic tribes in the north. As individuals, they cared more about the life and death of their own tribe than the honor and disgrace of the "Huns".

To put it in an intuitive way, what they care about, maintain, and strive for in their lives can be summed up in just four words:

"For the tribe!"

My own tribe...

Looking at it this way, it is not difficult to understand why the troops of Gao and Pu drew their swords against the tribe of Qiu Tu.

This conflict came quickly and ended quickly.

When the main force led by Huo Qubing arrived, the hasty resistance of the Qiutu tribe was like an ant trying to shake a tree, powerless and helpless.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the army set out again to the east...

During the period, they encountered two waves of interrogations and ran into a small tribe. Without any surprise, all the tribes fell on the road of the Han army.

Half an hour later.

The east-west Ruoshui River has a new tributary running from south to north, and the Han army's target is this river bend.

It is spring and the grass is lush and green.

In sharp contrast to the lush green grass is an ochre-colored city located not far from the river.

The city gates were wide open, and cattle, sheep, horses and all kinds of livestock were going in and out of the city gates along with people.

I saw this scene from afar.

Gao Buzhi's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He quickened his horse's speed and, without waiting for the doubtful eyes around him to startle him, he took the initiative to shout:
"I am the messenger of the Great Chanyu, and I am here to convey the military order!"

"Get out of the way!"

Hearing this, several Hun teams on the riverside looked at each other and stopped mounting their horses to intercept.

But the delay lasted only a moment.

When a team of nearly a thousand people approached the city gate, still moving at the same speed and even getting faster and faster, the Hunxie tribe members on the city wall issued a warning.

"Hey, stop!"

It was impossible to stop, so the warning soon turned into a fierce shout: "If you move forward, I will shoot arrows...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, an arrow was shot from the city and hit the man right in the eye.

"No, it's an enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!!"

"Woo~"

"Woo~~~"

A high-pitched horn sounded suddenly, which was extremely harsh in this vast grassland. The faces of the people outside the city changed drastically and they all mounted their horses.

But before they could rush to the city, there were bursts of rumbling sounds coming from the distant land. The Huns, who were born to ride on horseback, knew this sound at once.

It's the cavalry!
Tens of thousands of cavalry!

A captain of the Hunxie tribe did not care about the city. He turned his horse outside the city and headed west. His face turned pale and he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Form a formation! Form a formation!!"

The reaction was certainly alert, and the speed at which the Hunxie troops assembled was also extremely fast.

In an instant.

Two miles outside the city, the roaming troops gathered together to form a line of defense.

But no matter how fast they were, there were people who were faster than them. When their defense line was just taking shape, a suffocating scene appeared in the west.

I saw.

Countless figures leaped out of the horizon under the shining light, with spears like a forest and flags covering the sky. The muffled sound of horse hooves had long been replaced by murderous aura rising into the sky.

In front of the huge army, there was a huge red flag with one word written on it:
Hoo!!

……

……

In the second year of Yuanshou, on the day of Wuyin in the third month of spring, Prime Minister Gongsun Hong died in office.

Renchen day.

The Imperial Censor Li Cai took over as Prime Minister.

Crown Prince Liu Ju was worried about the war in Hexi and commented: "Nothing serious will happen in Chang'an..."

(End of this chapter)