Beast Taming: Starting from Contracting the Mysterious Beast

When Zhang Liang said this for the first time, the proprietress felt that this gentleman from Guanzhong was young but had a big mouth. Although the Huns had not been to Mobei for many years, the Huns were so powerful that you, a scholar, could not underestimate them.

The proprietress had wanted to ask him a question before.

"What's the matter? Do you think you are a prince of Zhao or Qin? You are so arrogant."

But after Bai Shu attacked, one Hun died and one was disabled, and the wailing lingered in her ears, the proprietress did not have the courage to do so.

No matter where Zhang Liang came from, he was not a strong man she could afford to offend.

After a long silence, the proprietress smiled and walked towards Zhang Liang.

"Sir, I am presumptuous."

"No problem."

Zhang Liang smiled, and turned his eyes to look at a family of four sitting at another table.

The six or seven-year-old child had been frightened by Bai Shu's brutality and hid back in his parents' arms. The couple, a boy and a girl, were also alert. In contrast, the old man did not insist on a word, and his smile did not fall at all.

"Old sir, I'm sorry to make you laugh." Zhang Liang bowed.

The old man shook his head, motioning Zhang Liang to continue and ignore him.

Zhang Liang nodded, then turned to the proprietress and said.

"I don't speak the barbarian language, but I have something to ask the Xiongnu. Can the young lady help convey it?"

The proprietress dared not say no, and said with a bitter face.

"Sir, just ask."

When he came to the Xiongnu, Zhang Liang glanced at Bai Shu, who stepped back half a step and gave up his position.

"Boss, please ask them for me. The Xiongnu army has not dared to go south for decades. Why did he dare to come to the north this year?"

The proprietress responded and squatted to ask.

But she asked twice, and the Xiongnu just cried out in pain and did not respond.

"Sir, this man has been crying in pain. Why don't you treat his wounds first?" The proprietress hesitated.

"No need."

Zhang Liang smiled and shook his head.

"To deal with such barbarians, you can only be tough, not soft."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Liang bent his finger and flicked the sword.

Buzz...

The sword body hummed softly and pleasantly, it must be a good sword, but the shock that followed made the Xiongnu live a life worse than death, and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Does it still hurt?"

Zhang Liang asked Xiongnu with a smile.

The latter didn't understand what he said, his eyes were horrified, and he said a bunch of gibberish in his mouth.

The proprietress was originally standing next to Zhang Liang, away from Bai Shu.

But after seeing Zhang Liang's operation, she moved her feet lightly and got closer to Bai Shu, who was ruthless, and didn't dare to get close to Zhang Liang.

Who would have thought that such a guy dressed like an ordinary person would have such a dirty heart and come up with such a tormenting idea!

"Ask."

Zhang Liang said to the proprietress.

The latter squatted down and repeated it to the Xiongnu again.

"Sir, he asked you, can you survive after telling it?" The proprietress raised her head and said.

"It depends on my mood."

The proprietress swallowed her saliva, and didn't dare to repeat Zhang Liang's words, but told the Xiongnu on the ground that he could survive.

If she didn't say that, she was worried that she couldn't get the answer and these two people would chop her up again.

After a while, the proprietress got the answer and said to Zhang Liang.

"Sir, he said that there was a snowstorm on the grassland. The Xiongnu Chanyu took the opportunity to unify all the tribes. He also realized that the Qin army seemed to have disappeared, so he sent people to the south to check and confirm whether the southerners were waiting for them to go south and take the opportunity to kill them."

"This has left a psychological shadow on Li Mu and Meng Tian."

Zhang Liang laughed in his heart and said again.

"Ask him for me how many troops the Chanyu has."

The proprietress began to relay the story, but after hearing the question, the Xiongnu looked confused.

"First... Sir, he said he didn't know."

The proprietress stuttered.

"Oh, that's it."

Zhang Liang pulled out the long sword from the Xiongnu's thigh.

The Xiongnu thought Zhang Liang was going to let him go, so he knelt down and knocked his head.

But at this time, Zhang Liang raised the long sword and stabbed it down suddenly, piercing the back of the opponent's head directly.

Puff...

The remaining Xiongnu collapsed to the ground, and the proprietress was also frightened and her legs could not stop shaking. M.

"First... sir, aren't you going to let him go?"

"I said it depends on my mood, but I'm not in a good mood now."

Zhang Liang drew out his long sword and handed it to Bai Shu who was not far away.

The latter took the sword back into the sheath without a trace of expression.

Finding another empty table to sit down, Zhang Liang said nothing, his mind was racing.

He was considering whether to take advantage of the Xiongnu's probing stage and find a way to give them a hard time. In this way, the fate of the people in the early Han Dynasty could be completely reversed.

If he didn't take action now, the humiliation of the Han Dynasty would come in a few years, and I don't know how many people would survive.

But if he took action now, what if it affected the subsequent history?

According to the nature of the system, after living through Zhang Liang's life, he would most likely travel to Wei Qing or Huo Qubing. The Xiongnu were too weak, how could he seal the wolf's lair and drink from the vast sea?

What's more troublesome is that this may affect everything that follows. Even Lu Ren, who has a Zhang Liang's head, can't help but feel troubled.

Damn! Changing history is so fucking troublesome!

"Miss Bai, the Huns want to go south, what do you think I should do?"

Zhang Liang asked.

Bai Shu looked at him puzzled.

Living in an era where history is hidden, this is the benefit.

Even if he traveled through time, everything was new to Bai Shu, and he didn't have Zhang Liang's worries.

"Mr. is worried about the Huns going south?"

Before running together, Bai Shu had already known that Zhang Liang was a Korean.

Korea is not Yan, Zhao, or Qin, and is unfamiliar with the Huns. She thought Zhang Liang was insensitive to the Huns.

Sure enough, smart people are still smart people.

Bai Shu was not sensitive to the Huns' southward march.

Before she traveled here, the descendants of the grasslands sang and danced under the guns and cannons. When she first traveled here, the Huns trembled under the fierce power of Li Mu. After Li Mu's death, Meng Tian led the Qin soldiers to guard the border, making the Huns dare not stick their heads out.

As a natural disaster in the Central Plains, the Huns did not have time to show their brutal side in front of Bai Shu.

"Yes, I am worried!"

Zhang Liang said firmly.

"The grasslands are bitter and cold, and the Huns are ambitious. Now that they have unified the grasslands, they will definitely go south."

"And if they go south, the people in the north will no longer be able to settle down."

Bai Shu did not have much sense of substitution. No matter how strong the Huns were, how strong could they be?

But as a former general, she knew that if the Huns went south, with the current situation of the Central Plains rising up and constantly consuming internal energy, it would be difficult to resist, and the people in the north would suffer at that time.

"According to what Brother Zhang said, what can you and I do?"

She has practiced sword for decades, and with her physical fitness, she believes that she is not inferior to anyone. Even if she faces a hundred people, she can break through and escape, and even kill while running, killing all the people. But the Turks are good at shooting, and thousands of troops are coming. What can she do with a hundred people?

Bai Shu stared at Zhang Liang.

The Qin army disappeared, and she was like a rootless duckweed in this era.

Zhang Liang was different. He was originally from a noble family, and he thought he could find ways to make some changes.

"Let me think..."

Zhang Liang began to calculate in his heart.

This thought lasted a whole day...