The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 155 Wolf Ambition [Please subscribe and vote monthly]

All the soldiers did not expect that Yan Yan, who usually lost again and again, actually broke out today, and continuously abused Mao Dun, throwing Mo Dun into the mud again and again, and crushed him in the mud.

"If you can't beat those golden sword warriors, you really think I'm useless!" After the victory, Yan Yan taunted all the soldiers.

“Who can’t have a good meal during the Chinese New Year!”

There were still plenty of entertaining programs, and the soldiers were all happy and learned a lot of dirty talk!
"What he said is true. Now in the whole camp, except for the one or two Golden Sword Warriors, it is difficult for anyone else to say that they will win for sure!" Hu Dan nodded in approval.

He had witnessed with his own eyes that Yan Yan had gone from not knowing how to fight to being able to defeat Maodun step by step. His learning ability was not ordinary.

"You have to pretend it till the end, otherwise you will still die!" Yan Yan pulled up Maodun who was lying in the mud and doubted him, and whispered.

Mao Dun trembled and looked at Yan Yan in disbelief.

Yan Yan didn't say anything else, turned around and took the towel from Li Ren to wipe off the mud stains on his body, and continued to mock the soldiers.

"Shenghui, let's continue tomorrow!"

Another round of boos arose.

Yan Yan also laughed and led Li Ren and others out of the camp gate.

Modun stood there and looked at Yan Yan doubtfully. This third prince of Loufan was not an easy man.

So, that night, Mao Dun came to Yan Yan's camp in person.

"This is the agreed 120 gold, you count it!" Yan Yan motioned to Li Ren to take out the money he earned today and gave a portion to Moton.

Li Ren was stunned for a moment and looked at Mao Dun with confusion. He was also confused in his heart. Is this an actor too? Act?
"If you lose, you lose. Modun is not someone who cannot afford to lose!" Modun refused.

"Then take it back!" Yan Yan asked Li Ren back without any hesitation.

Modun was stunned again. Although I don't want it, why don't you refuse?
"Prince Moton returned from the front line, right?" Yan Yan looked at Moton and asked.

Seeing that Yan Yan was asking about business, Mao Dun sat up straight and nodded seriously, "I brought five thousand elite troops with me when I came out this time, but they were all destroyed at Yanmen Pass."

"Didn't your father send him here on purpose?" Yan Yan asked playfully.

Modun was silent. The whole grassland seemed to know that his father wanted to make his younger brother the Hun prince.

"So, those dead soldiers were actually sent up by you on purpose!" Yan Yan looked straight at Mao Dun.

Touman Shanyu gave Modu [-] old, weak, sick and disabled people, but the cavalry he saw this afternoon were all young and strong, and they could directly disarm under Modu's order. This was extraordinary. The army can do it.

Modun didn't speak and remained silent. Not only were those soldiers sent up by him on purpose, but there were also some wounded soldiers who had retreated, but he had also abandoned them.

"Actually, we are the same kind of people. Why do you think I am hiding in the baggage camp?" Yan Yan sighed, waved his hand to signal Li Ren to leave, and shielded the people around him.

Modun frowned and looked at Yan Yan.

"I am the third prince of Loufan. There are also the eldest prince and the second prince above me, and I still have the blood of the Central Plains people. This throne will never be my turn."

Yan Yan continued.

If you want people to resonate, the simplest way is to compare misfortunes. Being miserable than the other person is enough.

Yan Yan's words also made Mao Dun let down his guard. He suddenly realized that compared to Yan Yan, he seemed to have at least one bloodline advantage. "But, I'm not willing to give in!" Yan Yan said pretending to be melancholy.

"Once my father dies, no matter which prince takes the throne, I will definitely die!"

Mao Dun looked at Yan Yan who was drinking heavily and put himself in his shoes. Once King Lou Fan dies, in order to establish his prestige and gather power, the first weakling to be attacked by the new King Lou Fan must be this bloodline. The impure third prince.

Thinking of this, Mao Dun grabbed Yan Yan's gold wine bowl. He looked at Yan Yan with a pair of lion eyes and said, "Is the third prince planning to give up like this?"

"What can I do if I don't give up? The eldest prince has [-] elite soldiers and dozens of large and small tribes; the second prince has [-] elite soldiers and more than a dozen large and small tribes. As for me, in addition to the thousands of people I have now, and all the way The few thousand people we picked up are only worth ten thousand people, and the tribe didn’t even give me a cent!”

Yan Yan continued to pretend to be melancholy.

"Loufan doesn't have it, but the Huns do!" Mao Dun's eyes shone when he heard that Yan Yan had thousands of elite soldiers.

"If the third prince believes in me, I am willing to become a brother with the third prince. As long as I have a bite to eat in the future, my brothers will never miss a bite to drink!" Mao Dun continued.

"You?" Yan Yan looked at Mao Dun and shook his head mockingly, "You are not as good as me now. I at least have thousands of elite soldiers. As for you, Touman wants to kill you, and the Yan family wants to kill you too. ; And at least my father and several other brothers have not thought about killing me, they just regard me as a lamb to be slaughtered, waiting to be fattened before killing me in the future."

"So, I can still live well before my father dies!"

"You are wrong, you will die soon!" Modun looked at Yan Yan and said seriously.

"Who dares to kill me when my father is still here?" Yan Yan was a little confused as to why Mo Dun said that.

"This time our grassland army went south, it was actually a trap!" Modun approached Yan Yan and whispered.

Yan Yan was startled, jumped up instantly, drew his sword and pointed it at Mao Dun.

However, Mao Dun did not hide or evade, thinking that Yan Yan was just a reaction to his own stress that was ruining the morale of the army.

"All of us have fallen into the trap. Li Mu from Yanmen Pass has already set up a trap waiting for us to run into it!" Mao Dun continued.

Yan Yan frowned, took back his sword, and sat down again.

"I was ordered to follow the Pioneer Battalion to attack Yanmen Pass, but I observed carefully that we continued to attack the city for dozens of days, but we were still unable to conquer Yanmen Pass. The most important thing is that I found that the soldiers on the city wall were not the same group at all. They There is rotation, and a batch will be rotated every three days.”

"So, I suspect that behind Yanmen Pass, there are at least one hundred thousand Central Plains troops waiting for us to continue fighting!"

Modu continued.

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Mao Dun, and asked in a low voice, "Since the eldest prince found out, why didn't he report it to the Chinese army?"

"Report? Why do you need to report? I even killed all those who wanted to report!" Mo Dun said coldly.

Yan Yan was really stunned. He had already planned to kill Mao Dun, but he didn't expect that Mao Dun was actually helping them.

"Why?" Yan Yan was confused.

"Donghu, Linhu, Loufan, and Danlin are now too powerful. The Huns are no match for me at all. And even if the main force of the Huns is crippled, what does it have to do with me?"

Modun sneered, not feeling that what he did was wrong at all.

　One update to pay off the debt, and another update to come!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)