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Chapter 112 Expedition
The name Bloody Queen Si Miao'er now has another title in Dahan: Despicable Queen.

When she swept across the southern grasslands, she stopped killing. She just cut off the hands and feet of the men in the tribe and took away the cattle and sheep. Compared with her previous actions, she was kind.

That's what everyone thought at first.

But later, the officials of the big man discovered that this woman is simply full of bad water!

After her army swept the southern grasslands, they withdrew back to the north with rich spoils, while the surviving herdsmen in the southern grasslands could only watch numbly as their tents and homes were destroyed in the flames.

At this point, the despicableness of the despicable queen was finally revealed.

Those herdsmen who lost their homes and all sources of livelihood, after experiencing the initial grief, began to look for ways to survive this severe winter.

They turned their gaze to the south.

It is impossible for them to ask the wolf cubs in the north who brought them here, so they can only rely on the backer in the south, the Han Dynasty.

Their thinking is simple: since we surrender to you, we are your younger brother, and you have admitted it yourself, and you still receive our offerings every year. Now that we are in trouble, we can rely on you, the big brother, as the head office.

But 10,000+ refugees are simply a huge shock to the big man.

Although the Han Dynasty is a powerful country, it is only in terms of military strength. When it comes to wealth, it is not rich at all. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty has been fighting wars and wars all year round, and has already wiped out the hard work of several generations of emperors.

The current big men simply cannot afford to support these 10,000+ refugees, especially these 10,000+ refugees, who have no labor force at all, and are just a bunch of idlers.

At this time, the officials of the Han Dynasty finally understood why the despicable queen was so kind as to "only chop off hands and feet and not kill people".

But this matter is really not an ordinary blockage, it is simply a big trouble.

It is impossible for them to accept so many refugees, but they can't say no, otherwise, what will happen to the face of the big man?Who else is willing to surrender to the big man in the future.

The officials at the border were forced to have no choice but to ask for help from the refugees who were complaining all day long in the city.

Just like this, it was passed on layer by layer, and finally passed on to His Majesty Emperor Wudi of the Han Dynasty. This old man who wanted to save face until he died had an endocrine disorder that was beaten in the face by the Huns recently. The five scumbags dared to come to him to beg for support, and directly gave the order: No matter!

So, it was passed down layer by layer, and the officials at the border really didn't care about it, and let the refugees cry in the city every day without moving.

The refugees were short of food and clothing, and many of them were sick and injured. People were dying every day, but the elders on the city wall just watched them coldly, regardless of whether they were alive or dead.

The refugees began to despair. In desperation, many people went to extremes and clashed with the border guards. In this tense atmosphere, a spark could detonate the explosive depot. Because of these small conflicts, The refugees mutinied.

As a result, it is conceivable that this group of old, weak, sick and disabled refugees were not opponents of the border guards at all, and the result of mutiny was massacred by the army.

Although most of the refugees fled, the reputation of the big man was rotten, and the small countries attached to him began to feel dissatisfied with the big man.

For this reason, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty angered several border officials and killed them directly.

The emperor is such a wonderful thing, it's obviously his fault, but it has to be pinned on your head.

At the same time, Gongsun Ao's 20 troops arrived at Yumen Pass and joined Li Guangli's [-] troops.

The expeditionary force, which gathered 30 troops, began to march towards the Huns in a mighty way.

But just when the army had just passed through the mountains and entered the hinterland of the Huns, a blizzard suddenly fell. The blizzard and avalanche for two days and two nights blocked all the retreat routes in the mountains.

And ahead, the thick snow field also made marching more difficult.

Suddenly, the army was caught in a dilemma, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

In the tent, Li Guangli was sitting on the commander's seat, looking at the marching map with a frown. He still prefers to retreat.

It doesn't matter whether he is mediocre or cowardly, he is not a young man after all, and he is unconsciously cautious in his temperament. There are too many uncertain factors in the next march, and he dare not take this risk.

At this time, the tent was lifted from the outside, and Li Ling and Gongsun Ao walked in.

"Greetings, General!" The two saluted Li Guangli first.

"Well, sit down."

After the two sat down, Li Guangli said: "The two generals are invited here this time to discuss the next itinerary of the army. According to my opinion, it is better to retreat. There are too many uncertainties in continuing to march."

Hearing this, Li Ling and Gongsun Ao looked at each other, stood up together and said: "General, this is absolutely impossible!"

They didn't say anything about the principle of marching and setting up an army, but just said one thing, which was said by Gongsun Ao: "When your majesty ordered the ministers to come, he was already furious. If he returns without success at this time, I'm afraid... General, You also understand His Majesty's temper."

Li Guanglimo.

He understood that if he went back like this, the emperor would probably tear it down.

Li Guangli stretched out the map expressionlessly: "Let's discuss how to attack the Huns next."

When it came to tactics, Li Ling immediately came to his senses, pointing fingers at the map: "The general heard that although the location of the Xiongnu royal court is changeable, this new Shanyu seems to be a different kind. Over the land."

"Besides, it's time for the tribes to share the spoils. When the armies of the tribes return to their respective tribes, the royal court's military strength will be empty. We can take this opportunity to go straight to the royal court!"

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In the King's Court of the Huns, a group of tribal chiefs are currently holding a spoils-sharing meeting here. Everyone wants to get more benefits for their tribe, and the old men are so red-faced that they almost roll up their sleeves to get started.

San ShengMu let them quarrel there, she was not interested in dividing the spoils, anyway, the world was destroyed, and no matter how much she got, she couldn't take it away.

She just sat there bored, let Shima massage her, and half-lyed on the soft couch with her eyes squinted lazily.

So this quarrel, under the condition that Sanshengmu, the boss, didn't care, insisted on arguing from morning to afternoon, and from afternoon to night.

Sanshengmu yawned, intending to throw these guys out.

But a soldier hurried in and fell to his knees as soon as he came in: "Report to Shan Yu, the spies on the border have important military information to report!"

Sanshengmu raised her eyebrows and said lazily, "Let him in."

After a while, a soldier with snowflakes on his body and icicles on his hair came in: "Report to Shan Yu, a large number of Han troops were found in the southern mountains, estimated to exceed 30. The avalanche blocked their retreat, and the army is stationed there, and it is unclear what their next move will be."

(End of this chapter)