my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 188 Hexi Version Tweet Order
"Father, you are the supreme wolf king of the Huns, an eagle soaring high on the grassland, not a beggar dog wagging its tail! Now that the army of the Qin people has not arrived, and the two armies have not yet confronted each other, look at the group of people under you, What has it become?"

Mao Dun, who was held down by the guards on both sides, struggled and shouted without hesitation.

"Be cowardly before fighting! You still have a little bit of the pride of a wolf prince in your heart, but you still have a little bit of the backbone of my Huns! I am a bunch of cowards, cowards!"

The sudden shouts were like whips, slapping everyone's faces fiercely.

Many people only feel a burning pain on their face.

Touman Shanyu was so angry that his fat body shook wildly, his old face flushed instantly.

"Nizi, Nizi, the warrior on my prairie, how can you allow you to humiliate wantonly, pull me down, whip fifty lashes severely, and then throw him into the prison for him to reflect. Without my permission, anyone Don't feed him—"

Mo Dun was pulled down, Tou Man Shanyu threw away the whip in his hand, with a black face, panting there, his eyes swept across everyone in the big tent without a trace , observing everyone's faces extremely calmly.

"Nizi is rude, I made everyone laugh..."

"Khan is serious - after all, the eldest prince is a young man, a little impulsive and reckless, and it is reasonable..."

There was a burst of chaotic responses in the big tent.

Forced respect.

Otherwise, what else can I do?

Wouldn't it be even more unsightly if the eldest prince Modun's rudeness was pursued.

After everyone persuaded for a long time, Touman Shanyu waved his hand reluctantly.

"You don't need to intercede with him, if you don't teach him a lesson this time, I'm afraid he will become more rude in the future..."

Speaking of this, he straightened his fat belly, and looked around the tribal leaders in the king's tent like a falcon.

"Everyone here, who is not a well-known warrior on our grasslands, who is not a good man who licks blood with a knife head, who is not a good brother who followed this Khan to fight for blood—naturally not You will be afraid of the Qin people!"

this--

Gotta admit it!
But acknowledgment is acknowledgment, and ostentation is ostentatious, these are completely different things.

We are all old foxes on the prairie, and no one would stand up stupidly just because of the father and son's few words, to serve as cannon fodder for others, and test the edge of that terrible emperor's eldest grandson——

It is said that among the ten thousand armies, the leader who can take the head of the leader can cut even a man and a horse in half with a single halberd.

How hard is it to think about it, so I go to challenge this master?

Don't look at everyone calling each other brothers and brothers, and they are so enthusiastic. Once they are killed, their wives and daughters will be divided up in an instant.

Your wife and daughter, I will support them.

Such nonsense is not a joke on the grassland, but a frequently staged story.

Tou Manchanyu took the reactions of these people into his heart, and immediately scolded the old fox in his heart, but his face did not show any signs of expression, while continuing the song and dance that had been temporarily stopped because of Mao Dun, while He held up the wine glass in front of him quite proudly.

"Don't disturb everyone's pleasure because of that rebellious son, come on, everyone, let's continue..."

Although Touman tried his best to invigorate the atmosphere and everyone cooperated with all his strength, the atmosphere could no longer go back.

As more and more people escaped from Pupu, Qiemo, Dangtian, Tuge, and even the Hexi Corridor, the terrifying image of the eldest grandson of the Great Qin Emperor has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Can't stop it, can't stop it at all!
Even if you hide behind the army, you can't stop the terrifying footsteps of the eldest grandson of the Great Qin Emperor——

Although the eldest grandson of the emperor has not yet been killed, legends of his brutality and invincibility have already begun to spread on the grassland.

Although no one said it, and no one admitted it, everyone, including the bluffing Touman Chanyu, knew that everyone was actually afraid of the eldest grandson of the Great Qin Emperor.

Really timid before fighting!

The most frightening thing is that hundreds of thousands of troops are now surrounded by the royal city, and the daily consumption alone is an extremely terrifying figure. The unavoidable problem is that the two armies have not yet fought, and there are already some relatively weak tribes that are about to lose their support. down.

There is no way to fight this battle.

Although Maodun was taken away, how to face Daqin is still an unavoidable topic. Therefore, after a few glasses of wine, everyone seems to gradually forget the embarrassment that Maodun brought to everyone just now, and the old matter is brought up again. .

"Khan, I don't think Daqin has the intention of fighting us to the death..."

Perhaps because of the strength of the wine, a middle-aged man with a thick build and a beard raised his wine glass, and took the opportunity of toasting Touman Shanyu, with a serious expression on his face.

Hearing this, Touman Shanyu couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and said calmly.

"Youxian King, why did you say that..."

"In the past two years, our Xiongnu have been hit by snowstorms year after year, and many small tribes can no longer survive, but the people of Qin may not be better than us. They have been fighting for years, destroying the kingdoms of Shandong, and taking the opportunity to attack Lingnan. , took away our Hetao..."

I don't know when, the king's tent gradually became quiet, and everyone secretly pricked up their ears, listening to the conversation between King Youxian and Touman Chanyu.

Both Touman and King Youxian didn't realize it.

King You Xian paused, and then said.

"As far as I know, the first emperor was very happy. In the past few years, he has not only fought for years, but also built a lot of construction. The country is already exhausted, and it may not be able to fight such a large-scale war——

Otherwise, Wang Ben's hundreds of thousands of troops shouldn't be dawdling there, but should have directly killed them..."

Hearing this, Tou Manchanyu couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

"If it happens, they will kill them regardless..."

Suddenly someone interrupted.

King Youxian smiled lightly.

"So what, even if we can't fight, can we still not run? If they really dare to overwhelm the whole army, we will flee with our family - just the logistics line, we can drag them down alive. Turn around and come back, the grassland is still our grassland..."

As soon as this suggestion came out, many people were immediately moved.

Speaking of which, they really didn't want to face the eldest grandson of Emperor Qin who was said to be able to pull a five-stone strong bow, kill people more than 200 steps away, and even rush directly into the crowd to kill the enemy's chief general.

Only Touman's face turned dark.

After such a run, the other tribes naturally have no problem, it's just a loss of face, but what should I do?
Even throwing away the royal city, how can we deter these grassland tribes and become the supreme Shanyu in the future!

Seeing that Tou Manchanyu's expression was a bit ugly, King Youxian put down his wine glass and said with a smile.

"Of course, this kind of situation is unlikely to happen. As I said just now, the Qin people probably just hate us for attacking their grassland, and they may not be willing to hurt both of us..."

Touman nodded slowly.

"Youxian King means to seek peace?"

"Peace!"

King Youxian nodded heavily.

Touman glanced slowly across the people in the big tent, and said in a deep voice.

"How do you guys feel?"

"Follow Khan's orders—"

All the people under the account responded, and the atmosphere was much more enthusiastic than before. Tou Manchanyu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his eyes, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and picked up the wine glass.

"Since this is the case, then for the sake of peace on the grassland and the tranquility of the people of the grassland, then we will discuss peace with the people of Qin!"

……

When he received the Huns' request for peace, Wang Ben was a little confused.

After fighting with the Xiongnu and Yueshi for so many years, when did they negotiate peace?

These Rong Di, who grew up on horseback every day, were like the most annoying flies in summer. When they could beat them well, they harassed them wantonly, and when they couldn't beat them, they took the opportunity to flee away.

As a result, this time——

The Yue clan was caught by the emperor's eldest grandson, and the whole family surrendered. Even the Yue clan king wanted to move to Xianyang to settle down, but the Xiongnu's side, the war had not yet been fought, they even asked for peace——

This credit is picked up!
However, it’s good to negotiate peace. Speaking of this, we are familiar with Daqin. Over the years, we have negotiated peace with the six countries of Shandong. This thing is much more comfortable than fighting——

Benefits without cost!
There is no need to fight a battle, and there are many benefits.

On the one hand, he sent people to report to Xianyang quickly, on the other hand, he made everyone stop the conscripting completely, and waited for the meaning of Xianyang City.On the other side of Xianyang, news of the agreement to negotiate a peace soon came, and at the same time officials specialized in negotiations were sent.

It's okay to negotiate a peace, stick your head out first, let's have a good chop!

As a result, the Daqin negotiation team represented by Nei Shiteng and Yu Shixi, and the negotiation team headed by King Youxian of the Huns engaged in extreme tension again and again.

The biggest contradiction lies in two points.

The Xiongnu demanded that the Qin army completely withdraw from the grasslands and return the four camps occupied by the invaders, such as Pupu, Qiemo, Dangtian, and Tu, while the Daqin directly asked the Xiongnu to retreat [-] miles along the Great Wall and donate ten war horses to the Qin Dynasty every year. Ten thousand horses, some cattle and sheep.

As for the return of the population and prisoners who plundered each other, it is a trivial matter in comparison.

Although it was difficult for the two sides to reach an agreement, everyone tacitly exercised restraint.

Moreover, the armies of Shangjun and Jiuyuan also began to retreat slowly. Even if they were not far from the border, staying on the grassland for a long time would be a lot of pressure for the later stage.

The city of the Huns, some small tribes, also began to gradually return.

There is not much tension at stake anymore.

……

Hexi Corridor.

Zhao Ying, who was intensively dealing with Hexi affairs, heard the news, suddenly moved in his heart, picked up a brush, and wrote a letter to his father-in-law, Wang Ben, who was one of the core members of the Daqin negotiating team.

Smiling and handing it over to Chen Ping who was standing by.

"Get someone to send it quickly..."

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment, and looked at Zhao Ying, the eldest grandson of the emperor, who had a strange smile.

"My lord, is there something special about the Hun prince named Modun that you mentioned? It is worth writing a letter yourself, specifically appointing him to be a hostage in our Great Qin..."

Zhao Ying waved his hands cheerfully.

"It's nothing, I just think it's very interesting, I just want to do a small experiment - you can send someone to send it, maybe you can receive some interesting news after a while..."

Chen Ping: ...

Holding this somewhat strange letter, Chen Ping turned around and went down to make arrangements.

In fact, when the two countries negotiate a peace, it is a routine operation for the weaker side to send protons to the dominant side. However, it is generally rare to specifically specify which prince must be.

That's why it seemed that Zhao Ying's behavior was somewhat strange.

However, it is not a big deal.

Since the lord doesn't say anything, just wait.

Not long after Chen Ping went out, Zhang Liang quickly walked in from outside holding a stack of documents with his head down.

"My lord, Xiumi, Shuangmi, Pangdun, and Guishuang, the leaders and direct bloodlines of these four tribes have been arranged properly, and they can migrate to Guanzhong and Shandong at any time..."

Zhao Ying nodded.

"Then let them leave today—"

This is a very important part of Zhao Ying's governance of Hexi, and that is migration.

Needless to say, the Yuezhi royal family will follow the Yuezhi king to Xianyang to enjoy the blessings, and gather the number of people for the first emperor who likes to collect stamps. The tribe will also be divided into six.

Three copies went to fill Jiuyuan and Hedong in Shangjun, and three copies remained in Hexi.

As the son-in-law of the Yuezhi royal family, he had to keep some "insiders" as his helpers. However, these helpers were no longer a tribe as before, but divided into three.

He chose three young men with relatively distant bloodlines to serve as the leaders of the three tribes.

Only in this way can they stand firmly on their side, because without the support of themselves and Yue Ji, with their seniority, they are not qualified to control these people who originally belonged to the direct line of the royal family.

Among the Yuezhi, the four most powerful tribes, Xiumi, Shuangmi, Pangdun, and Guishuang, were also dismantled by Zhao Ying in the same way.

Some of them, especially the original tribal leaders, will also be forcibly relocated to other places in Daqin to settle down.

However, the only difference is that the leaders of these four tribes do not need to go to Xianyang.

But their children will all enter the personal camp of His Highness the Emperor's Grandson and serve as bodyguards.

As for their original tribe, Zhao Ying did not directly intervene, but proposed a policy that their children could not refuse!

Tweet order!
Without Zhao Ying's intervention, the remaining children of the tribal leaders automatically divided their tribe into several small tribes.

There is no need to deliberately select those with distant bloodlines, and just distribute them to their children in an open and aboveboard manner. This is also the reason why the conflicts between the leaders of the four tribes were not so strong.

The tribe is still your tribe, it's just distributed to your children!

This is the Tweeting Order that has already begun to be implemented in Daqin and is in full swing!
Although they know that it is easy to separate, but it is difficult to reunite, but this is already the best result they can strive for.

Like those powerful landlords and nobles from the six countries, in fact, as long as they are separated internally, the danger is almost negligible.

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