God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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Along the passage surrounded by soldiers, everyone quickly arrived at the big tent.

The position in the big account has also obviously changed.

Seeing this, Fu De took the seat on the left without thinking.

Hufro was stunned when he saw this, then he smiled dumbly and sat down on the right side quite casually.

"I wonder what the angels are doing when they come here?" Hufro lowered his posture first and asked Volde politely.

Hu Chuquan stood aside silently, maintaining his silence and leaving everything present to Hufro.

"It's very simple, send troops!" Volde looked at Yuvrouat seriously, staring at him with both eyes. In this situation, Yuvluo was able to deal with it calmly, and found that there was no problem, so he said his idea.

"Send troops? Who to fight?" Hearing this, Hufro was stunned on the spot, and then asked rhetorically.

Although he had already speculated in his heart that there was a high probability of attacking the Northern Huns, he absolutely could not say this.

Only fools can live better, and smart people will die faster.

And there is a very important point, that is, in the northern grasslands today, the Han army has too many troops, and it is easy to defeat the northern Huns.

In this case, he still needs to send troops, and the meaning behind it is worthy of deep thought and consideration.

After all, the Southern Huns and the Northern Huns are from the same ancestry. If they ran to the battlefield and were killed by the Han army as Huns, there would be no room for reasoning.

As for whether the Han army would do this, Humphrey had no hope of denying it.

After all, even Yuvluo was jealous after seeing the military merits that the Northern Huns could redeem, let alone others.

"Send troops to Chang'an! As for who to fight, you don't care..." Fu De hesitated for a moment, and finally read out the emperor's order slowly.

When Yuvluo heard this, he was stunned. In this case, when all the Han armies were heading north, he led the army to Chang'an. No matter how he looked at it, he was looking for death.

For a moment, Humphrey fell directly into a dilemma.

He obeyed the order and chose to send troops. If anything unrest happened in the process, he would definitely be killed.

If you don't obey the order, you are disobeying the emperor, and you will still be killed.

He is very clear about the discipline of his own army. If it is the elite of his own army, he can still grasp the discipline of the army, but if it is other armies, then the military discipline is basically nonexistent.

"I wonder how many people the angel wants?" Humphrey suppressed his inner thoughts and said as calmly as possible.

At the same time, I kept praying in my heart, hoping that the person in front of me would not ask for many soldiers.

Because only in this way can he restrain the military discipline of the army and prevent it from attracting the attention of the Han army at this time.

He is not an idiot. He has been among the Han people in the Central Plains for several years, and he understands that the Han Empire at this time was also in a situation where the leader was weak and the subordinates were strong.

There is nothing wrong with obeying orders normally, but if it causes civil unrest and some people use this name to talk about the master-slave theory, it will not be fun. It doesn't matter to him whether he changes the emperor or not, but if he becomes a roadblock in the middle, the impact will be great.

Humphrey felt that he was old and could live for a few more years, so there was no need to participate in such an obviously abnormal political struggle.

His experience in this area is far different from that of the old foxes among the Han people!

"The number is not large, just 30,000!" After careful consideration, Fu De gave an army number.

Compared with Liu Xie's instructions, the more people asked, the better.

For such an order, Fu De did not choose to do so. Instead, after thinking about it, he came up with a reasonable number of people.

The purpose of bringing this army to Chang'an was essentially to balance the power of Chang'an, maintain a certain balance, and then gradually establish the power and majesty of the emperor in this balance.

And in the process, he gradually took back his power and restored the glory of the Han Dynasty as emperor!

If the strength is too weak, there will be no way to achieve all of this. Naturally, the number of soldiers going forward cannot be too small, otherwise the goal will not be achieved.

However, the number of people he brought should not be too many. The Southern Huns were stronger than he thought. If he brought too many people, and they were of a foreign race, it would be easy for the leader to follow instead of the other, and things would go against his wishes.

If the Qiulin Monument appears again, then the so-called extravagant wishes will become castles in the air and a dream!

"Thirty thousand people? Okay!" Yuvrou couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this number, and at the same time he agreed directly and decisively.

The more decisive he is, the more he can show his loyalty. Too much hesitation will only delay his loyalty.

The number of 30,000 people is not large, so just take some people from his tribe, and cooperate with your own guards to restrain them, which can at least ensure the discipline of the army.

"We haven't even mentioned the reward yet, but Shan Yu agreed so decisively?!" Fu De looked at Yu Fuluo in surprise. He agreed so decisively, wouldn't there be a trap?
"What the angel said, please listen!" Hearing this, Humphrey felt speechless in his heart, but he still looked like he was asking.

How many years? It must have been hundreds of years. The Southern Huns were employed by the Han Empire for hundreds of years, and the remuneration they received was pitiful.

The originally negotiated 100 million a year has only been received in two years. Under this situation, Yuvrault has basically defaulted to no salary.

If you are loyal to the Lord, how can you ask for reward?

When Hu Chuquan heard this from the side, he felt a burst of fire in his heart.

If the Han Empire could pay them every year, why would they?
Although I don't have much money, I can still buy a lot of salt, tea, etc., which are necessary for daily life on the grassland.

With these things, how could their life on the grassland be so miserable?

Moreover, the Han Empire promised 100 million a year, and every time they were asked to take it by themselves, but did they dare?
The Han Empire never minded them armed to ask for wages, but they never dared to make such a choice unless they wanted to be beaten to death.

It can be said that the tribal warriors who sacrificed their lives in mercenary wars every year have never received their due rewards.

If they weren't strong enough to suppress the other leaders, the Southern Huns tribe would have fallen apart long ago.

In this case, Fu De said these words. To Hu Chuquan, it didn't look like a negotiation, but more like a mockery of their past history. (End of chapter)