Daqin: I, Fusu, can summon the undead

Chapter 9 Remember, I am the Lich King ~ Fusu
Hearing the words of the Skeleton Mage, Touman Chanyu gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, and used his hands and feet to crawl out like a dog. With his head lowered and his teeth gritted, he crawled to the front of the carriage twenty steps before he was stopped by two death warriors.

"Sniff!" The corpse tiger walked in front of Touman Chanyu, sniffing with its nose twitching, as if it would open its bloody mouth and bite at any time.

Looking at the rotting flesh on the dead tiger's body, Touman lowered his head even lower.

"It seems that your pride and bones are not as strong as my sword!"

Fusu's voice slowly came out from the frame.

Tuoman Chanyu gritted his teeth, touched his head to the ground again, and said loudly: "Please spare my clan. The Xiongnu are willing to submit to you!"

"But to me, only the dead are loyal."

Fusu's voice was heard again from the carriage, his words full of disdain.

"I am willing to send my son Maodun to serve you as a slave! You can command me at your will."

The Xiongnu Chanyu Touman said while gritting his teeth.

"Maodun!"

"If you lose your son, you can just give birth to another one, but that won't save you or the Xiongnu!"

Fusu's voice came from the carriage again.

Upon hearing this, Touman Chanyu gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger from his waist and held it high.

Just as the death warriors were preparing to protect the emperor, Touman Chanyu gritted his teeth, raised the dagger and stabbed it hard into his own Lao Ai pill, then pulled it out.

At this moment, even the undead around could not help but admire Chanyu Touman, who was worthy of being the one who could unify the Huns. He was ruthless and wolfish enough.

Touman Chanyu threw away the dagger, grabbed a bloody caterpillar from his crotch, held it high up, and said tremblingly: "I will no longer have descendants. Now Maodun is my only descendant!"

At this moment, there was no talking in the carriage.

For a while, waiting became the most tormenting thing for Touman.

"Withdraw all the Xiongnu from the Hetao area by the end of the month. Those who fail to leave by the deadline will never have to leave again. From now on, without my permission, the Xiongnu are not allowed to cross the Yinshan Mountains. Oh, that place is now called the Mountains of the Dead!"

"Also, send your mother and beloved wife to the Mountains of the Dead. When you no longer serve as Chanyu, you can bring them back."

"From now on, the Xiongnu will pay tribute to the Mountains of the Dead every year: 200,000 complete human bones, 3 million shi of bones of cattle, sheep, horses, etc., and 500 shi of copper and iron tools. If there is one shi missing, we will make up for it with flesh and blood. I want to see this year's tribute before the end of the year."

"Of course, you can also try to rally the tribes on the grassland to resist, or migrate with your entire tribe, but you have to think carefully about the consequences of failure! Haha!"

Fusu's voice finally came from the carriage.

Hearing this, Touman Chanyu suddenly felt cold all over, but he had to grit his teeth and said respectfully: "Yes!"

"I leave you an undead cavalry! I hope you can use them well. You should be quite familiar with them!"

"Remember, I am the Lich King~ Fusu. Don't forget who you are submitting to!"

Fusu's voice came from the carriage again.

After saying this, the car turned and left.

The skeleton wizard who followed took out a cup made of polished elephant bones, put the caterpillar that Touman was holding into it, and then followed Fusu's carriage.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

All around, thousands of undead souls turned in unison and followed the carriage away in neat steps.

"Farewell, Lich King!" Looking at the departing carriage, Touman Chanyu shouted again and buried his head deeply in the grass.

At this moment he didn't dare to look up, for he was afraid that his bloodshot eyes would be seen by the undead around him.

He really wanted to assassinate the Lich King just now, and took the Lich King in the carriage as a hostage to save his life. He even had an agreement with his men.

But the Lich King's aura was too terrifying. He was still twenty steps away from the carriage, and there was a corpse tiger blocking his way. He was surrounded by powerful death warriors, death cavalry, ghost cavalry and ghost assassins. He had no chance, no chance at all.

Not only will it fail, everyone will die, and even the entire Huns will be doomed.

"Great Chanyu!"

When the surrounding undead army left, Touman's men immediately rushed over and surrounded Touman in panic.

No one blamed Touman Chanyu for kneeling, and no one looked down on Touman. Instead, they were extremely moved. Touman was not afraid of death, but he knelt down to save them, which was even more humiliating. However, these Xiongnu warriors knelt down early.

"Quick, stop the bleeding for Shanyu!"

Seeing Touman's bleeding pants, one Hun shouted quickly, and another Hun took out some medicine from his body and poured it on his calloused hands to apply it to Touman to stop the bleeding.

"Listen!" Tou Man said weakly with a pale face, "Send someone to the Hetao Plain immediately and withdraw all the clans from the Hetao Plain by the end of the month. All the cattle, sheep and horses that cannot be taken away will be sent to Daqin. Those who cannot be withdrawn will also be incorporated into Daqin, otherwise they may not be able to survive."

"From now on, the Yinshan Mountains will be renamed the Mountains of the Dead. We, the Xiongnu, will bow down to the Lich King and pay tribute to him every year - Fusu - of 200,000 complete human bones, 3 million stones of cattle, sheep and horse bones, and 500 stones of copper and iron tools. If we are short of one stone, we will use flesh and blood to make up for it. This year's tribute must be delivered to the Mountains of the Dead before the end of the year."

"Send someone back to the tribe immediately and take my son Maodun, my mother, and my wives and concubines to the Mountains of the Dead as hostages."

"If I die, let the new Chanyu be like me! Otherwise, the Xiongnu will be destroyed!"

After insisting on saying this, Touman turned around and fainted.

He was afraid that he would faint and never wake up again, and that the Huns would not know about the tribute, which would lead to disaster.

Having experienced it personally, he knew very well that the current Huns could never compete with the Lich King, and resistance would only lead to destruction.

He also thought about migrating with his entire family, but migrating with the entire family is not something that can be done at will.

Furthermore, further north are vast glaciers. It is winter there now, and the ice covers thousands of miles. Going there would be tantamount to seeking death.

To the west is the Gobi Desert and the powerful Dayuezhi.

To the east is the Donghu, who is more powerful than the Xiongnu.

No matter where they migrate, they will be blocked, and the Lich King will not let them go. They will only be attacked from both sides, adding fuel to the fire.

After hearing Touman's words, the Huns looked at each other in bewilderment.

Five hundred shi of copper and iron tools were not difficult to obtain, and they could be collected if we tried. Three million shi of bones of cattle, sheep, and horses were a lot, and we could collect them with some effort, but those two hundred thousand human bones...!!!

"Boom!"

The sound of horse hooves rumbled around, and 30,000 cavalrymen rode over and stopped nearby.

These were the subordinates led by Touman before, but now, whether they were people, horses, or falcons, their faces were pale and their eyes had turned into a strange dark blue.

Looking at these familiar faces and the scars all over their bodies, the surviving Huns suddenly felt a chill run through their bodies.

At this moment, they felt that they could find a way to retrieve the 200,000 complete human bones!
"Living people are important! The continuation of the race is important! We don't need corpses! We don't have to dig up our own bodies!"

The Huns couldn't help but comfort themselves in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)