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

Chapter 879: Maodun Reappears [Subscribe*Monthly Ticket Request]

The military structure is vertical, and generally speaking, officers at all levels will not give commands beyond their level.

Even if Meng Tian had the ability to accurately command a camp of a thousand people, he would not easily bypass their superiors and give direct command.

More often than not, the Central Army Shogunate only issues combat orders, requiring the battalions that receive the orders to complete designated combat tasks within the specified time. As for the process, that is something that the post-war merit officers will pay attention to, and it is also something that the post-war superiors will use to measure whether you are worthy of training.

During a battle, few senior generals would easily bypass their levels to give commands to the lower two levels.

The King of Donghu and the Prime Minister were helpless. They didn't want to fight, and they had been captured once, so they knew their own strengths and weaknesses.

But Bingzhou refused to accept their surrender and vowed to destroy their country. There was nothing they could do about it.

"Chanyu, the envoy of Xiongnu Chanyu Maodun wants to see you!"

Just when the King of Donghu was feeling depressed and helpless, thinking about how to fight this battle, the guards suddenly sent a message.

No one expected that the Maodun tribe, which had been driven by Bingzhou to the snowy forest and plains to eat ice and snow, would appear again.

"Meet!" The King of Donghu thought about it and agreed to meet.

They once laughed at the Huns for asking for their own death, forcing a small Karami like Bingzhou into such a situation. Now it is finally their turn.

Perhaps if nothing unexpected happens, when Meng Tian's army arrives, he might also be driven into the snowy forest to accompany Maodun.

So, this is considered as a way of greeting your neighbors in advance and asking for advice on eating ice and snow in the snowy forest?
Soon, a man wearing a thick sheepskin coat who was not afraid of the heat and had body odor all over his body walked into the tent of the King of Donghu.

"Greetings to the Great Khan of Donghu!" Maodun's envoy knelt on one knee and patted his chest with his fist.

"Is your Chanyu still alive?" The King of Donghu still had his own pride. He looked down on Maodun and mocked him.

"Thank you for your concern, Great Chanyu. You are in good health and I am waiting for you to accompany my king!" Maodun's envoy responded with neither arrogance nor humility.

The King of Donghu's face flushed instantly. Although everyone knew that the end of Donghu would be the same as that of Xiongnu, at least it was not the same now, and the Xiongnu, who were like stray dogs from their homes, could not mock them.

"Tell me, what is Maodun trying to do? If it weren't for him giving us such stupid advice, Bingzhou wouldn't have risen so quickly. If it weren't for you Xiongnu colluding with foreign tribes and letting the wolf in, how could Bingzhou have a say in the grassland now?"

The King of Donghu was really angry. When Bingzhou was first established, if Maodun had not colluded with Hudan to control Bingzhou, Bingzhou would not have been able to gain a foothold on the grassland.

It's just that this phrase "letting the wolf into the house" is somewhat strange coming from the mouth of the king of the grassland to describe the Central Plains of China.

After all, most grassland tribes believe in the wolf god.

"The Chanyu has analyzed the situation of Bingzhou's expedition this time. They have dispersed the army too much. If the Great Chanyu is willing, he can concentrate all the main elite forces to attack one place and defeat them one by one. Only then can the crisis of genocide be resolved!"

Maodun's envoy handed over the secret letter given to him by Maodun to the King of Donghu.

The above records in detail the offensive direction and strategic intentions of Meng Tian's army during this period, and points out the weak points of the Bingzhou army that the King of Donghu can concentrate his forces to defeat one by one.

"Why should I trust you?" The King of Donghu also understood military affairs, so he could see that there was nothing wrong with Maodun's analysis of the battlefield, and even his breakthrough point was very ingenious.

However, he did not believe that Maodun would be so kind as to remind him. It is a common human weakness to be jealous of others' success.

If he were Maodun, he would wish that the Donghu would be beaten like dogs by Bingzhou and driven into the snowy forests like the Xiongnu.

"Because we have a common enemy, we are the sons of the grassland." Maodun's envoy had obviously expected this and answered directly.

The King of Donghu narrowed his eyes slightly. Whether he believed it or not, Maodun's words left him with no excuse to refute.

Bingzhou was an outsider to their grassland tribes and also their common enemy.

"Have you ever thought, Chanyu, that even if we, the Donghu, can defeat Meng Tian and the Red Flame Cavalry, it will only bring even greater wrath to Bingzhou!" The King of Donghu continued while looking at the envoy of Maodun.

He had seen the Bingzhou army. The elite troops under Meng Tian were only a part of Bingzhou's elite troops, even less than one-third of Bingzhou's elite troops.

Even if they could repel Meng Tian once, the forces that would make a comeback for Bingzhou might not just be the 50,000 Red Flame Cavalry, but the large-scale and most elite Yulin Guards.

The King of Donghu does not want the bloody massacre of thousands of miles to happen again in Donghu.

"There is an old saying in the Central Plains: If an enemy comes, we will fight him; if a flood comes, we will block it with earth."

"If Your Majesty does nothing and allows Meng Tian's army to advance, Your Majesty will probably have no choice but to escape into the snowy forests and stay with my Chanyu."

The Maodun envoy continued.

The King of Donghu had to admit that this was true. If he did nothing, he would become the king of the Donghu nation and the king of the exterminated clan, and would become the shame of the tribe.

"Your king will not just stand there and watch, will he?" The King of Donghu did not believe that Maodun came to him suddenly just to give him advice.

"My Chanyu has brought 800 cavalrymen waiting outside the Chanyu Royal Court. As long as the king is willing, my Xiongnu tribe is willing to join the Donghu Royal Court and become a part of the Donghu Royal Court. We will advance and retreat with the Donghu Royal Court."

The King of Donghu looked at the envoy of Maodun in surprise. Maodun was going to risk everything!

However, when he heard from Maodun's envoy that the Huns could only muster 800 cavalrymen, he could not help but sigh. The Huns, which were once one of the largest tribes on the grassland and could easily deploy tens of thousands of cavalrymen, could now only muster 800 cavalrymen.

Therefore, the King of Donghu was even more afraid that Donghu would follow in the footsteps of the Xiongnu. At least now they could still mobilize tens of thousands of cavalry and soldiers.

"Then let your Chanyu come to see me, and I will personally appoint him as the leader of Donghu and the chief of Xiongnu!" The King of Donghu didn't care how many people Maodun had. After all, it was free help, right?
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Maodun's envoy bowed and took the envoy sent by the King of Donghu with him to return to report to Maodun.

Outside the court of the King of Donghu, Maodun was visibly thinner, and the cavalrymen behind him also looked pale, which showed what kind of miserable life they led in the forest and snow.

When the envoy came back with the order from the King of Donghu, Maodun did not hesitate and followed the envoy of the King of Donghu with his remaining team to the King's court of Donghu.

Seeing the miserable situation of Maodun and the Xiongnu now, the King of Donghu trembled in his heart. He could not let the war go on like this, otherwise Maodun would be his example, and the miserable situation of the Xiongnu would be the precursor of Donghu.

"Are these warriors and horses of Maodun and the Xiongnu still useful?"

The King of Donghu did not speak, but the Prime Minister of Donghu asked in a very understanding manner.

The men are thin and the horses are bony. Can such cavalrymen stop the Red Flame Cavalry who are armed to the teeth?
(End of this chapter)