This prince is going to heaven

Chapter 262
Northern desert.

The autumn wind is bitter, flying sand and rocks, looking around, the ups and downs are continuous, as if extending to the horizon, but under the vastness, it is bleak.

In the distance, the shepherd wrapped tightly in yellowed and tattered sheepskin was riding a very thin horse, quietly watching the group of sheep with their heads lowered to eat the sheep that gradually grew under the baptism of the autumn wind. Grass that becomes withered.

In the world, there is only continuous yellow, cold, lonely, and bleak.

On a small hill, a group of men and horses suddenly appeared here. There were about dozens of people, all of whom were dusty. After experiencing many scenes of yellow sand in the sky, their clothes seem to be covered with dust at the moment.

Ning Wan'er lowered the little fluffy felt hat on her head, and when a gust of autumn wind blew by, she shrank her neck involuntarily, and then said to Mu Xiqiu beside her, "Brother, how long will it take us to arrive there?" Hun Chanyu’s tent?”

Mu Xiqiu, who was originally handsome and unrestrained, also had a trace of vicissitudes on his face at the moment, and he shook his head and said: "I don't know, although I have been to this Beimo many times before, I have never been so deep. The vast expanse is boundless, and all I can guarantee is that the direction will not be wrong, but as for when we can find Shan Yu's big tent, it depends on God's will!"

Hearing what he said, Ning Wan'er couldn't help but rubbed her little hands, let out a long breath, and said, "The climate here is so harsh, it's hard to imagine how the people here survive."

Mu Xiqiu raised his lips slightly, and said, "If the climate here is the same as that of Great Chu, why would the Huns invade Zhou and Qi every year? Every winter, the Huns will have food shortages. If you don't want to Starved to death, they can only wage wars and plunder resources like this."

Ning Wan'er shrank her neck involuntarily under the cold wind, and then tightened her clothes tightly, saying: "It's just late autumn, and the wind blows on your face like a knife cut, it's hard to imagine that it's another winter here in winter." What kind of scene is it?"

"If you are not allowed to come, you still want to come, do you regret it now?"

Ning Wan'er seemed very unwilling to hear this. She raised her head proudly and said, "How could I regret it? Although the conditions here are difficult, I can't bear it. Ye Linxue will be waiting in the north." Years, can't I just stay for a few days?"

Mu Xiqiu gave her a funny look. He knew her sister quite well. She was smart since she was a child, and she could easily do things that others couldn't do. So over time, she gradually became more self-respecting. Gao, Da Zhou Ye Linxue is famous all over the world, and she and the other party are both women, so a feeling of rivalry will naturally arise in her heart involuntarily.

But regarding this point, Mu Xiqiu didn't say anything, leaving aside their sibling relationship, from a third party's point of view, Ning Wan'er's talent might not be inferior to Ye Linxue's.

After all, she had experienced a lot in the folk with her when she was young, and Mu Xiqiu was quite confident about this.

Seeing that he was silent, Ning Wan'er changed the subject and said: "Now is not the time to talk about this. Anyway, I have come here, so naturally it is impossible to go back. The most important thing now is how to find the big tent of the Hun Shanyu." , and that’s what’s most important.”

Mu Xiqiu nodded and said, "If Shan Yu's tent is so easy to find, then Da Zhou would have attacked it long ago."

Ning Wan'er was taken aback, and said, "You mean you can't find it?"

Mu Xiqiu turned around and looked up into the distance, then said calmly: "We can't find them, but we can let them come to find us on their own initiative!"

Ning Wan'er was quick-witted, and instantly understood what he meant: "You mean that as long as we let the people on the desert see us, the Huns will naturally find us?"

Mu Xiqiu watched the shepherd in the distance look in his direction, and then hurriedly drove the flock to escape from here, with a vague smile on his face.

"Exactly."

The group of people walked forward slowly for a certain distance. Suddenly, Mu Xiqiu's ears moved slightly, and then he pulled the reins of the horse, stopping his figure.

Ning Wan'er asked in confusion, "Why did you stop?"

Mu Xiqiu shook his head, but didn't answer.

About a few cups of tea later, I saw the old Taoist priest behind him holding a dust whisk and suddenly said: "My lord, it seems that there are people coming from the northwest direction, and hearing the sound of horseshoes, there should be many people coming, at least thousands of people." more than people."

It took a little while after he finished speaking, and Ning Wan'er finally heard the voice.

Not long after, a group of Xiongnu soldiers in military uniform rushed over mightily from the distant horizon, holding scimitars and straddling horses.

The sound of horseshoes shaking the sky, accompanied by the turbulent yellow sand all over the sky, really gave people an extremely depressing feeling.

Even Ning Wan'er and the few people behind them couldn't help but look solemn at this moment.

But Mu Xiqiu was still so calm, I saw him seriously looking at the large group of Huns, and said sincerely: "If my soldiers in Great Chu are like this, why worry about Zhou Guo not being destroyed?"

The Huns came aggressively, and it took only a few breaths from seeing them to galloping over.

Thousands of people shouted loudly and surrounded Mu Xiqiu and dozens of people in the middle.

I saw that the leading general was full of viciousness, but he still looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Haha, this is the first time I have seen a person from Dazhou dare to set foot in my Beimo for so many years!"

As soon as his words fell, thousands of Xiongnu soldiers raised their scimitars and shouted loudly: "Kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Thousands of people shouted to kill in unison, and the momentum reached the peak in an instant.

Even though Ning Wan'er was so strong in martial arts, a trace of paleness could not help appearing on her pretty face at this moment.

Mu Xiqiu shook his head slightly, and said calmly, "We are not from Zhou."

His voice sounded very small, and it was mixed with the shouts of thousands of people. No one should have heard it, but for some reason, the leader of the Xiongnu general heard his seven words clearly. .

At this moment, a trace of surprise could not help appearing on his face. He raised his hands and waved them slightly, and the scene instantly became quiet.

"Not from Dazhou? Then who are you?" The general asked with a sneer.

Mu Xiqiu was so calm: "The sixth prince of Southern Chu, Mu Xiqiu, according to the order of the emperor, came to the desert with a letter to visit the Great Chanyu. The letter of my visit was clearly stated, and the general asked me to wait for you." Go to Shanyu's camp, and then we can discuss freely."

The general sneered, and said, "The sixth prince of Southern Chu? I have never heard of it. Who knows if you are lying to me, and you treat me as a single so that anyone can see it? If your intentions are wrong then, I will Didn't he put me in danger? Kid, don't try to get away with it, Zhou people are treacherous and cunning, I have a deep understanding, let me take you down first and then talk about it!"

Mu Xiqiu smiled slightly, and said: "General, wait a moment, just listen to me, you see, I can't wait for only a few dozen people, how can I be fierce in this desert? What's more, there is someone who is as majestic as a general to protect me." Shan Yu, how big a storm can we create?"

"Besides, my great general Sima Zongheng has now personally led an army of 20 to the Pingyang Pass in the south of Zhou State. I came this time to discuss with the Great Shanyu the plan to attack Zhou. I think Shanyu is very happy to comment. Come to me, General, do you think so?"

(End of this chapter)