"What does Liu Sheng want? Ah Jiao is still so young. Could it be that he…"
After calming down, Liu Piao's face revealed a suspicious expression.
Although the children of the royal family were generally more mature, Liu Sheng was not even ten years old this year!
However, when she thought of Liu Sheng's amazing performance these days, she felt a little relieved.
"Heh, the men of the Old Liu family are indeed the same!”
However, with Liu Sheng's current situation, he was probably not worthy of her beloved daughter.
How valuable was a prince who had been sent to the border?
Liu Piao, who was good at scheming, knew this very well.
However, when she thought of the golden house that Liu Sheng had promised, she could not help but waver.
"Sigh, if only Liu Sheng was the Crown Prince. At least he could stay in Chang 'an!”
Liu Piao couldn't help but sigh.
With her influence in front of Empress Dowager Dou and the Emperor.
Coupled with Liu Sheng's outstanding performance, he could always operate things in a good way.
It was a pity that the kid was stubborn and insisted on going to that godforsaken place to guard the border for the country.
Is this something a child should consider?
Thinking of this…
Liu Piao couldn't sit still anymore. He planned to go to the Emperor to sound him out.
He wanted to see if there was still a chance to salvage the situation.
Liu Sheng would never have thought that the seemingly romantic Chen Ajiao would twist his meaning.
He also didn't expect that Guan Tao's eldest princess, who was known for not being at a disadvantage, was actually prepared to bring her own rations to push him.
All of this was because of a lie about having a mistress in a golden house.
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Hundreds of miles away, on the grasslands of the Southern Desert.
The hundred thousand cavalrymen were divided into dozens of large and small square formations according to the color of the horses.
Other than the occasional groan of a colt, there was no sound.
Every knight puffed out their chests, their faces full of pride.
This was the main force that the Xiongnu relied on to dominate the grasslands.
Whether it was training or equipment, they were far superior to the cavalry of ordinary grassland tribes.
At this moment, the Xiongnu people were at their strongest.
Under the leadership of the late grassland lord, Maodun Chanyu and Laoshang Chanyu, the Xiongnu Empire went on a war.
He had defeated his nemesis, the Da Yue Clan, and destroyed the entire Western Region.
The entire Great Prairie, south to the Great Wall, north to the Ice Field, west to Central Asia, east to the Bohai Sea.
They were all under the rule of the Xiongnu.
At this moment, the Xiongnu Empire stretched for tens of thousands of miles and controlled hundreds of thousands of cavalry.
Under the hooves of the Xiongnu, they massacred cities and destroyed countries. They were invincible, causing the countries of the Western Regions to tremble in fear.
When the Xiongnu's military minister, the Great Chief, appeared in front of this army.
Countless voices shouted excitedly,""Plow Solitary Tu! Plow Solitary Tu!"
Translated into Chinese, it was similar to the words of the Son of Heaven.
The religious beliefs of the Xiongnu people had obvious Shamanic characteristics.
According to records, the Xiongnu people went out of the camp in the morning to worship the sun and the moon in the evening.
When you start a war, you should observe the moon and stars. When the moon is strong, you should attack and fight. When the moon is weak, you should retreat.
The military minister raised his whip and pointed it at the sky.
The scene instantly quieted down as they waited for the chief chanyu's instructions.
"I am the son of Longevity Heaven, born noble. Only I can lead you to victory after victory!”
"In the past few years, we conquered one country after another, killing their men, robbing their property, and making their women reproduce for us!”
"Now that I've led you south into the equally rich and powerful Han Kingdom, are you satisfied with your harvest?”
It could be seen from Junchen Chanyu that the Xiongnu were a standard mixed-blood race.
He was short, but he had a big head, round face, and high cheekbones. He had the obvious characteristics of a Central Asian.
In the eyes of the Xiongnu, this was the purest bloodline of the Xiongnu, the direct descendant of the great Maodun Chanyu.
But in fact, he was a mixed-blood.
The impromptu speech of the Military Minister Chief was not nonsense, but something very necessary.
The grasslands did not have as many rules as the Han Dynasty. He could only make most people feel that he could bring them enough benefits.
Only these people would support his rule.
"Satisfied, Plow Solitary Tu!"
"Enough, the Han people are too rich!"
"Food and clothing for winter this year have been found!”
Even though everyone said different things, the meaning was similar.
They felt that they had gained a lot from this trip to the south. Many of them could not wait to go home.
The herdsmen on the grasslands also had the mentality of being content with a little wealth.
How to maintain their long-term fighting enthusiasm had always troubled every noble in the Royal Court.
The military minister chanyu was quite satisfied with everyone's answer.
This could be seen from the smile on his face.
"When my envoy brings you a new Consort, we can go home!”
"Plow Solitary Tu!"
Hearing this accurate answer, the crowd immediately erupted into earth-shattering cheers.
It had been almost half a year since the battle. Although they had seized a lot of property, the losses of the various tribes were not small.
Although the Han were wealthy, they were not to be trifled with. This was an open secret within the Xiongnu.
Otherwise, with the Huns 'greedy nature, how could they let go of such a fat piece of meat?
"Great Chengli Gutu, your servant Huyan Nake has brought a joyous news.”
The Xiongnu envoy, Huyan Nake, jumped off his horse and prostrated himself on the ground respectfully.
"Oh? Could it be that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty is prepared to give me a few more beauties?”
As Junchen Chanyu spoke, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.
His trusted aides around him also laughed.
"Huyan Nake, don't tell me you also brought back a Han woman?”
One of the young nobles said with ill intentions.
Although the Military Minister Chief did not speak, his face revealed a trace of displeasure.
"Zhelan Guda, you underestimate me, Huyan Nake, and the great Chengli Gutu!”
Huyan Na Ke raised his head and retorted without a change in expression.
The feud between the White Sheep Tribe and the Zhe Lan Tribe would last for three days and three nights.
It was not strange for them to dig holes and pick on each other.
"This time, not only did I not bring back the First Chief Consort, but I also lost a noble daughter of the royal court!”
After hearing his words, the relaxed atmosphere instantly disappeared.
Zhelan Guda pulled out the scimitar at his waist on the spot, ready to chop off the head of this sinner who had brought shame to the Xiongnu Empire.
The Huns were just so valiant!
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