Han Dao world

What they are worried about is not Xianbei, what they are worried about is the inside of the Huns.

Of course the Son of Heaven is fine here.What if the emperor leaves and there is another rebellion, but the Liao camp is far away in Chengyi?

But they didn't dare to say that if the Son of Heaven doesn't leave and stays in Meiji forever, the trouble will be even greater.

Liu Xie understood the small thoughts of these Huns and did not expose them.

He discussed with the generals about the restoration of Xihe County, and it is impossible for the Huns to not hear the news.

But the restoration of Xihe County is the big man's own business, and the Huns are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks, and he is still inconclusive, and it is not easy for the Huns to ask.

The two sides guess each other's riddles and test each other's bottom line.

He just wants to slowly oppress them and let them accept the reality unconsciously.

Rubbing, rubbing, maybe when it will go in.

Both sides have their own thoughts and continue to discuss the matter of going to Meiji.

In fact, going to Meiji is very simple. After leaving the desert and walking about a hundred miles south, you will arrive at Meiji.

Xi Luo has been annihilated, and Baimatong has never appeared. Even if someone wants to do it, they have to weigh whether they have the strength.

The problem is what to do after going to Meiji, whether to stay in Meiji and other ministries to claim vassal, or take the initiative to attack and annihilate them one by one.

Especially Xiu Tuge's White Horse Bronze, which is a powerful enemy and should not be underestimated.

Even the emperor of the Han family may not be able to defeat him.

Right now, we can only take one step at a time.

"Shan Yu, you can bring back the subordinates of Hedong." Liu Xie said to Hu Chuquan: "Calculating the time, when they arrive, all the ministries should also arrive, just in time for the canonization ceremony."

Hu Chuquan nodded submissively, and looked at Qu Bei and others begging for help.

There is no way to go to the base, so I have to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

-

Liu Xie finally decided to "concession" to the petitioning captives.

Prisoners who failed to join the Duliao camp can also live in the area under the jurisdiction of the Duliao camp, but must pay taxes to the Duliao camp every year.Those who cultivate the land pay grain, those who graze cattle and sheep, and those who do business pay taxes, similar to the Han people's household registration.

Correspondingly, the Duliao Camp will provide them with protection and relief in case of a disaster, and give priority to admitting them into the Duliao Camp when they meet the conditions.If you have not been able to join the Duliaoying, as long as you have paid taxes in the Duliaoying area for more than ten years, you can move into the inner county.

These conditions are not favorable, but they are still much better than being nomadic on the grasslands or being slaves to tribal leaders.

Except for the aggrieved leader who once owned the tribe, most of the Huns were satisfied.

Considering that the war was not over and Zhang Yang could not take up his post, all the Huns went to Meiji together.

Ever since Qiangqu was killed and Yu Fuluo and others fled, there were no people in Meiji, and there was enough space to temporarily accommodate these people.

-

Northland, Lingwu Valley.

Baima Tong sat on a dry tree trunk, picked his teeth with a short knife, and looked at Yang Xiu.

This young man from the Han family has very hard bones. After being locked up by him for more than ten days, his waist is still straight.

It is worthy of being a descendant of Hongnong Yang's family.

"Are you comfortable?" Bai Matong grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat teeth. "How about it, are you willing to agree to my terms?"

Yang Xiu sneered, sat down beside him, raised his legs, and lightly brushed his dusty trousers.

"You have only two choices: either die or surrender." Yang Xiu said flatly: "Other than that, there are no conditions to talk about."

Bai Matong stared at Yang Xiu for a while, then laughed loudly.

He pointed at Yang Xiu with a dagger. "You scholars know how to talk big. If I won't surrender, what can you do to me? Can your emperor send another Taiwei Duan? Yes, I remember that your father is also a Taiwei, so you can't send him bring it on."

"You are not worthy." Yang Xiu endured the anger in his heart, not wanting to be angered by Baimatong.

"So, your emperor won't come either?" Bai Matong laughed and said, "You don't think that your father is more noble than your emperor, do you? But maybe, in the eyes of you Han people, that little emperor It's really nothing."

"You are even more unworthy." Yang Xiu emphasized his tone.

He knew that the emperor's troops were limited, and he didn't have enough supplies. It was still possible to wait for Baimatong in Meiji, and the possibility of actively attacking Baimatong was infinitely close to zero.

Otherwise, the emperor would not send him as an envoy.

But he can't lose his momentum.

"Then who is going to kill me?" Baima Tong laughed loudly.

He had just received news that the Han army had arrived at Shaling Lake and was about to be ambushed by Yanluo.He didn't know if Yan Luo could win, but he believed that even if Yan lost, the Han emperor would not be able to chase him to the north.

"Kill you, why do you need the Son of Heaven to conquest yourself?" Yang Xiu pretended to be disdainful. "One edict can take your head."

"Oh? Huangfu Song is dead, Dong Zhuo is dead, who among you Han people is so powerful? Is it Huo Qubing?"

"..." Yang Xiu was at a loss for words, feeling complicated.

Baima Tonggang laughed twice, then stopped suddenly, narrowed his eyes, and looked into the distance.

A horse galloped over, the hooves of the horse flew, kicking up billows of smoke and dust.

After a while, the knight rushed to the white horse and fell off the horse.

"Marshal, Yan Luo died in battle and was killed by the Han emperor."

Chapter 295

The Xiongnu language that Yang Xiu could understand was limited, but he heard two familiar words: Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and Xiluo.

It should be the emperor who made contact with the Huns rebels.

Yang Xiu's heart beat faster, staring at Bai Matong's face, trying to see something.

This is the first battle of the emperor outside the fortress. The victory or defeat is not only about morale, but also about life and death.

Bai Matong frowned, staring at the sweaty knight with a puzzled expression.

"What did you say?"

The knight repeated it, and then realized why Baimatong was confused. "Commander, Yan Luo is really dead. The Han people chased him for more than 100 miles and cut off his head."

Bai Matong's cheeks twitched twice, suddenly furious.

"impossible."

He jumped down from the tree trunk, like a trapped animal, took two steps back and forth, and yelled again.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Seeing Baima Tong losing his composure, Yang Xiu was relieved.

Needless to say, the Son of Heaven won, and probably a big victory, which dealt a severe blow to the Ailuo tribe.

He laughed out loud, eyebrows raised lightly.

Bai Matong turned his head and glared at Yang Xiu, his eyes glaring fiercely. "why are you laughing?"

Yang Xiu said slowly: "I think of your ancestor, King Xiutu back then, who was also so ignorant. He could enjoy wealth and honor, but he had to change his mind before the battle, and he ended up dying. Fortunately, he has a good son. , it was a blessing in disguise, and became a famous minister of my Han family. I don’t know if you have such luck.”

Bai Matong's heart tightened, and he subconsciously thought of the young general who had complicated the hearts of countless Huns for hundreds of years.

Could it be that the little emperor of the Han family is also such a legendary hero?

Thinking about it, it's a bit like it, even better.

He not only defeated Yan Luo, but also beheaded Yan Luo.

This is the most unexpected place.

If this is the case, then the good days of the Huns are over.

Baimatong rolled his eyes and said with a sneer: "You can be happy when your emperor arrives here. Huchuquan is willing to be the king of Hunxie, but I don't care about being the dog of your Han people. Anyway, I, Baimatong, will not surrender. , you should die of this heart."

Yang Xiu nodded and patted his buttocks. "In that case, I will take my leave. Fight if you have the guts, run if you don't, and make a decision early."

"I'll just wait here." Bai Matong sneered again and again. "See if your emperor has the guts to come."

Yang Xiu was angry in his heart, but he was helpless.

The imperial court was weak, and the emperor could muster three thousand elite horsemen. It was already the limit to rush to Meiji to suppress the rebellion, and it was impossible to rush to Beidi.It is a great shame and humiliation for the majestic dynasty to be ridiculed by the barbarians living in the land of the great Han.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

"In less than ten years, I will take your head and hang it in Beique." Yang Xiu pointed to the white horse copper, turned and left.

White Horse Copper laughed. "Don't talk about ten years, I'll wait for 20 years, just because I'm afraid you won't come."

Before the words were finished, another knight came galloping in the distance, got off his horse, rushed past Yang Xiu, and came in front of Bai Ma Tong.

Yang Xiu was in a bad mood, flicked his sleeves, walked to his mount, and jumped on the horse.

Before leaving, he looked back and saw Bai Matong standing there with his hands behind his back, motionless, not intending to see off the guests at all.

Yang Xiu sighed.

Sure enough, without strength, there is no dignity. This mission is nothing but a disgrace.

He whipped his whip and galloped away.

Several followers also got on their horses and caught up with Yang Xiu. "Servant, are you going back?"

Yang Xiu shook his head.The Son of Heaven has already arrived at Meiji, there is no point for him to go back to Hedong, it is better to go directly to Meiji.But to the east from this point is a large desert, which cannot be crossed without a guide.

"Go to Fuping and find a guide." Yang Xiu thought for a while and made a decision.

-

When Yang Xiu arrived in Fuping, it was getting late.

After entering the city, he went directly to the privately run inn.

Although Fuping is the county seat of Beidi, it is out of control now, with a large number of barbarians coming and going, and privately run inns are flourishing.Not only is it lively, but you can also inquire about various news.

He was able to find the White Horse Copper in Lingwu Valley because of the information he inquired from the inn.

Lingwu Valley is in Fuping, less than a hundred miles away from the county seat.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the inn, Yang Xiu realized something was wrong.

The front of the inn, which was supposed to be bustling, was deserted. There were no guests, but a row of warriors wearing felt hats, sheepskin jackets and holding spears stood.Seeing Yang Xiu and his party getting closer and closer, the warrior immediately came up to meet him, pointing his spear at Yang Xiu's chest, full of murderous intent.

A middle-aged man wearing a sheepskin coat and a barbarian felt hat came out from inside, looked at Yang Xiu, and stopped immediately.

"Stop." He stepped up, pushing the spear away. "Didn't you see that this is the messenger of the Son of Heaven?"

Yang Xiu was secretly surprised and looked at the middle-aged man.Looking at this person's attire, he thought it was the leader of some Qianghu tribe.

"I'm Hongnong Yang Xiu, dare to ask your step's name."

Cheng Gongying smiled all over his face. "It turned out to be Mr. Yang. Under the command of General Zhenxi, Jincheng Cheng Gongying has met Mr. Yang." While speaking, he took out the seal ribbon from his waist and handed it to Yang Xiu with both hands.

Yang Xiu checked the seal and made sure it was correct. "So it was you. Why, General Zhenxi is coming?"

Cheng Gongying did not speak, stretched out his hand to invite Yang Xiu into the inn, and then said: "Mr. Yang, where are you from and where are you going?"

Yang Xiu nodded secretly.

He heard Jia Xu mention Cheng Gongying, who was said to be Han Sui's confidant, brave and resourceful.Seeing it now, as expected.

He then explained his mission.

"Master just came from Lingwu Valley?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever seen white horse copper?"

"I've seen it." Yang Xiu shook his head.When he thought of Baima Tong, he was full of anger.

"It's a bit troublesome." Cheng Gongying showed a trace of uneasiness. "Lingwu Valley is too close, and it takes half a day to ride a horse. I've been here for two days, I'm afraid Baimatong has already got the news."

Yang Xiu suddenly remembered the knight who rushed to Lingwu Valley before he left, and hurriedly told Cheng Gongying.

Cheng Gongying smiled wryly. "Sure enough, it's a hundred secrets and one sparse. Take precautions, the news still leaked."

After thinking about it, he briefly explained the situation to Yang Xiu.

At Jia Xu's invitation, Han Sui and Ma Teng came from Jincheng with [-] riders, intending to assist the emperor in besieging Baimatong.Cheng Gongying was ordered to be the vanguard, and brought a hundred knights, pretending to be the leader of Qianghu, to Fuping to inquire about the news and determine the location of Baimatong.