For the Huns, population is the most important thing, even surpassing the desire for land.

Due to the war, the Huns with three surnames have not sent supplies for a long time.Now alone in the royal court, everything is missing.

All kinds of problems need to be solved urgently.Mao Dun looked at the old shaman in front of him, this old man who loved him like a father and son, the presence of the old god really made Mao Dun angry.

"It's no use worrying about it now."

The old shaman finally spoke, and now, Modun was like a firecracker that ignited sparks, crackling and telling him.

The general idea is nothing more than what do we do next?

"What is a wolf?" The old shaman said slowly to the excited Moton.

"Wolf?"

I am puzzled, what are you talking about at this time?

"Yes, wolf!" the old shaman asked, staring at Maodun with bright eyes.

Although he is already the Hun Shanyu, the habit he developed when he was a child studying under the old shaman made Modu subconsciously say: "The most terrifying animal on the grassland."

"That's right, but the fear of wolves is not due to the individual. A wolf is no match for a tiger, but a pack of wolves is different." At this point, the old shaman paused, looked at Maodun earnestly, and said: "Thousands of wolves are rushing, and all beasts are retreating. There is no force on the grassland that dares to be an enemy of wolves. Except for us, the Huns. We, the Huns, are more terrifying than the wolves that are rushing. We are the most terrifying existence on the grassland. A powerful presence."

"But……"

Mao Dun wanted to say something, but the old shaman took the first step and said: "You are the king of the Huns, and you will lead the Huns to the peak of glory. If you don't have a woman, you can rob it. If you don't have land, you can still rob it. Cattle, sheep, and horses can still be robbed. There are countless tribes on this vast grassland. The women in those tribes can reproduce for our Huns, and the men there are our slaves, and they can be our slaves. Provide labor. The cattle, sheep and horses there will make our tribe stronger, and the scimitar and longbow there can arm more soldiers. These are the food that the Kunlun God gave us to the Huns. But before that, you must become The true king of the Huns."

"The real king?"

"Huyan family, Lan family, and Xu Bu family. Those stupid nobles now only know how to be addicted to exquisite silk, compare to exquisitely shaped copperware, and play with those beauties who were traded and robbed. They have no fighting spirit at all. They have become A stumbling block on the road to the great revival of the Xiongnu. Therefore, it must be removed."

The old shaman's face was full of killing intent.

At this time, there was a sound of noise outside the tent.

A young woman came in from outside the tent and knelt down in front of Mao Dun.The woman was wearing a tight leather skirt with bandages on her feet.The woman's skin is wheat-colored, with colorful lines painted on her face, full of wild beauty.

"Chan Yu, old shaman. Half a month ago, Meng Tian raised his army and advanced westward. The troops of the three surnames retreated in succession. Within a few days, they had already lost more than a dozen livestock lands, and the loss of population was even more numerous."

"Under Meng Tian's offensive, the tribes with three surnames will inevitably perish. And you, take your warriors, to accept those lost people. As for how to do it, it is up to you."

After the old shaman finished speaking, he looked at the woman kneeling on the ground again. "You descendants of the moon wolf, go with Shan Yu this time to protect his safety."

"Yes!" The woman bowed and said.

……

The mountains are lush and the terrain is lost.

A young man with a handsome face, holding a flat long sword, was dancing in the woods.

The boy's moves are fierce, and his whole body is full of sword energy.From the start of the sword move, it seems to be defending and actually attacking.The fall of the sword move seems to be attacking but actually defending.Under the coherence of the moves, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the fallen leaves were broken and the long trees were broken in a radius of several feet.

"Tianming."

A gentle female voice sounded, and the boy stopped moving.

The sword dancer in the woods is Jing Tianming, the great son of the Mo family.

In a few years, Tianming has changed from a generation of cute Xia Mingbao to Jing Shaoxia who is popular among thousands of girls today.

With his handsome face, superb martial arts skills, his cynical expression no matter what the situation, and his temperament of being able to do a job in a crisis, Tianming has captured the hearts of many young girls who are determined to venture into the rivers and lakes in the past few years. Heart.

As a giant of the Mohist family, Tianming was already the leader of a group of heroic swordsmen at a young age.As soon as the ink eyebrows come out, all the knights in the world dare not refuse.

It can be said that the young man in front of him is no longer the chicken leg Ming who was staring at the chicken leg and drooling, but a real generation of young heroes.

"Shi Lan, where's Shao Yu?" Jing Tianming asked with his black eyebrows closed.

Due to taking the elixir, Shi Lan's cultivation has improved rapidly over the years, and her martial arts skills are the most advanced among the three. However, due to the influence of the elixir, Shi Lan's appearance has changed.The originally black pupils turned scarlet, and Ruyun's long hair seemed to be dyed by crimson grass, turning dark red.

Although she is only a young girl, Shi Lan's figure has become more slender, both of which have the charm of a mature woman and the firmness of a young woman.

Wearing a tight black dress on Shi Lan's body, there is not only a kind of seductive charm, but also a hint of innocence.

"People from the Xiang family came here today, they must have some information! Shaoyu went to deal with it." Shi Lan walked to Jing Tianming's side with crude food.

After the three of them arrived at the Yinyang family's stronghold, although they did not see Gao Yue, Jing Tianming did not give up because of this.

The three of them traveled the rivers and lakes, and they always advance together and retreat together. Therefore, the three of them stayed in an abandoned thatched hut near the Yinyang family stronghold and survived.

Every once in a while, Jing Tianming would go up the mountain.And today is such a day.

Shi Lan is familiar with Jing Tianming's actions, so today he specially prepared a roast chicken for him.

After all, it is not an easy task to break into the stronghold of the Yinyang family.

……

"How many times have I told you that Lord Donghuang is not here." When the disciples guarding the stronghold of the Yinyang family saw Ming Bao who was about to enter the mountain with black eyebrows, he looked like he was having a headache.

There is no way, the person in front of him can't be beaten or scolded, he can't leave, he is really like brown sugar.

With a smile on his face, Tianming said, "No matter how many times I want to see Yue'er."

From the mountain gate to the mountainside, and then forward from the mountainside, there is a lost forest.

This maze forest is mixed with profound yin and yang techniques. If ordinary people walk into it, they will often get lost in it.

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