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Chapter 200 : The Central Plains is Rich in Demons
The little bird was originally not slow in flight. With a spread of its wings, it could go anywhere in the world.
After transforming into a phoenix, it was even more unparalleled. Ming Chen had not even rested for a while after assembling his army, and the little bird had already made a round trip of a thousand miles.
"Fuyao Express, your satisfaction is guaranteed!"
The little bird had been with Ming Chen for a long time, and their brainwaves were on the same wavelength. She had learned all sorts of strange knowledge.
Even if the people of this era couldn't understand the words, she could use them appropriately.
Е n um â .ĩ d
She puffed out her chest, raised her wings, and saluted Ming Chen, saying proudly.
"Heh~"
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"Good, good, good~"
Ming Chen stroked Fuyao's head and smiled, "My Fuyao is the best!"
This journey had been extremely smooth.
But in reality, whether it was him or these eight hundred iron cavalry... it didn't matter. They were all replaceable.
W̊ е̄bn ō v е l̄_ Ĕ nǔ mă
The most important thing was actually this cute-looking little bird.
Without guidance, let alone eight hundred, even eight thousand, eighty thousand, would be drowned in this vast and boundless grassland.
A stone falling into the sea would not even make a ripple.
The little bird's eyes flashed, and she raised her head, "Fuyao doesn't work for free!"
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"This customer, please settle the bill, thank you."
"Small business, no credit!"
Е̄ ñùmа́
Ming Chen: ...
"No way, no way, no way~"
"My young master wouldn't just want Fuyao to work for free and just give a verbal reward, right?"
Even after becoming a noble phoenix, the little bird still hadn't changed.
Her small eyes sparkled with a hint of cunning as she looked up at Ming Chen.
Where was the usual appearance of a stupid little bird?
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"Fuyao knows, the young master who Fuyao likes the most will definitely give Fuyao the reward she likes the most."
You're really good at learning!
The gloom brought by the slaughter seemed to have dissipated in an instant.
Ming Chen was choked by this increasingly mischievous fellow. He finally poked her forehead and said in a bad mood, "You~ good, good, good, this time our little bird is tired!"
"Speak, what do you want? I'll give you anything."
"Heehee~"
Е n û ḿǎ . і́ d
The little bird's eyes lit up, "Really?"
She had prepared everything she needed to prepare.
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It was just that these past few days, they had been fighting and killing, and there was no suitable opportunity.
"Really, really... whatever Fuyao wants, I'll give it to you."
If he really had to rank the importance of people and demons in this world, Fuyao would undoubtedly be number one in Ming Chen's heart.
Whatever she wanted, Ming Chen would give it to her.
Ẇе̌bnӧv̆еl̂ Е̂ ń u m̊ a
"Hehe~"
"Then it's a deal~"
The little bird flew to Ming Chen's shoulder, wrapped her wings around him, and rubbed against his face, acting spoiled, "Young master~ young master loves me the most~"
"I have to think carefully~"
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"Go, go, go! Your feathers are all in my mouth!"
"Heehee~ no way, Fuyao is clean. What's wrong with young master licking my feathers~"
Wеb̌ n̄о̇v el̇ Еn u m̃ӓ
...
Three days later, the Xiongnu city, Ulaanbaatar.
In the heartland of the Xiongnu, the high-ranking leaders naturally had palaces and temples, unlike the common people at the bottom who were nomadic.
Of course, to say it was a city was actually just a large settlement. The walls were simple, and the houses were all tents. It was not comparable to Central Plains cities like Yueyang City and Qingcang City.
It couldn't even compare to Xiaoyao City. At most, it could be compared to those border cities in the Central Plains.
"Who are you?"
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"What are you doing here?!"
On the simple earthen city wall, a Xiongnu guard holding a long spear looked at the group of soldiers exuding a terrifying baleful aura in front of him with a wary expression.
These people were monsters. Just one look at the cavalrymen under the iron armor, and it was as if they had seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, making one's heart tremble.
They had killed too many people. They were too dangerous, too powerful.
Looking at their armor style and appearance, they should not be from their tribe.
More importantly, on those warhorses, there were ferocious heads tied, the smell of blood spreading, terrifying.
Ēn ů m̄à.i d
It seemed... they were Xiongnu.
These people were clearly enemies, not friends.
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"Translate, tell them I am an envoy of Qian-Yuan and I want to see their khan."
The jade staff in Ming Chen's hand extended a little, and he lightly tapped the head of the captured Xiongnu general beside him, saying faintly.
Although he had been burning, killing, and plundering all the way, and looked very dashing.
But in reality,
W̄ е̂b̀_n̂ov ӗ l En̊ um̊а̇
For eight hundred men to be able to do this was already the limit. It was impossible to defeat an army of ten thousand on a frontal battlefield.
He still had to use the planned strategy to solve the Xiongnu problem and make them never a threat again.
He was here to negotiate. Although he was maintaining a high posture, he had to be as peaceful as possible.
Even the king of rabbits had to have face. No one was willing to support a king who was servile and lacked spirit.
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If a conflict broke out in public and someone died, the subsequent steps would be difficult to carry out.
The captured steppe warrior had not been having a good time recently. His face was thin, and his eyes were dark. When Ming Chen tapped him, he was like a startled bird and trembled fiercely.
Ëǹû m а̇
Xubu Geri, he was the Xiongnu who had rushed to tell Ming Chen that he could speak the Central Plains language before, the only surviving high-ranking general in Sheng Luo Khan's army's main base camp.
The rest of the people... were all dead.
These eight hundred men were simply killing machines, demons.
Whatever the young man said, they would do.
They were powerful and terrifying.
He had personally witnessed how these eight hundred demons had slaughtered all the brave and skilled warriors with one slash after another.
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Along the way, he had also seen how this group of people had slaughtered women, children, and the elderly without changing their expressions.
They had no hesitation, their goal was clear. Wherever they passed, no grass grew, and no one survived.
It was only recently, when they reached Hunye Khan's territory, that they had restrained themselves a little.
Enduring the high-pressure fear every day, he didn't even dare to sleep at night. When he closed his eyes, it was the scene of countless steppe people being slaughtered.
This was his nightmare. This group of people were demons.
They were even more evil than the god of war who had crushed the steppe seventy years ago, as rumored by the Xiongnu.
W̄ éb̀n̆ òv е̂l̊ E n̈ǔ m̃ а̌
That god of war at least did not kill civilians, women, and children, and did not kill surrendered soldiers.
Why was the Central Plains always so rich in these terrifying demons?
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Different buttocks, different standpoints.
He would not remember how the steppe warriors had slaughtered the Central Plains border.
When one becomes a demon, what one sees is naturally all demons.
He swayed, and meeting the other party's smiling gaze, he trembled fiercely and hurriedly shouted to the soldiers on the city wall, "He is an envoy from the Central Plains and wants to meet Hunye Khan."
W еḃ nǒ v̌ ё l Е n̊ um а̌
He was afraid that if he spoke a step too slow, that strange jade staff would pierce his head again.
"Wait... may I ask if you are General Xubu Geri?"
On the vast steppe, there were only a few famous high-ranking people.
Ming Chen had killed people in the command post in a chaotic manner. In fact, they were all very famous among the Xiongnu.
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One of the guards looked at the dusty Xubu Geri and couldn't help but ask.
He had been to the holy city of Ulan Sumu and had seen the high-spirited Xubu Geri as a great general.
Ě ňǔ m̌ а
At that time, he commanded an army of ten thousand, rode a horse and shot eagles. It was really hard to connect him with the wretched and terrified person before him.
He didn't dare to recognize him until Xubu Geri spoke in the Xiongnu language, and only then did he come back to his senses.
"I am."
Being captured was simply a warrior's shame.
The other party's gaze made Xubu Geri wish he could find a hole to crawl into. He forced a smile and still agreed.
But he was still lucky. At least he had survived, and was the only survivor.
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Live, stronger than anything!
If the guard looked more carefully, he might even be able to find a few familiar faces among the heads hanging on those warhorses.
"General, what's wrong? You've met an acquaintance? Are you catching up?"
Ming Chen beside him joked with a smile.
He couldn't understand the Xiongnu language, but he could see that the guard had probably recognized this person.
But these words, falling on Xubu Geri's ears, might not be so beautiful. They were like a death-hastening talisman.
Ẅ е b̄ nо v̄ е̄l Е ṅ u m̊а̂
This seemingly harmless young man was the most, most terrifying demon.
No one could figure out what this fellow was thinking.
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Maybe in the next moment, he would take his life.
His face was filled with panic, and he shouted loudly at the guard, "Open the gate quickly, open the gate quickly! He is very powerful!"
The guard frowned slightly, "From the Central Plains? Very powerful?"
Although the other party exuded a baleful aura, it seemed that he had no ill intentions.
W е̇ b̄ñ о̇v е ľ Ė ǹû m̂а̌
All sorts of information were intertwined. It was clearly beyond the scope of what these few small soldiers could handle.
To be honest... they didn't want to fight, and they didn't dare to fight...
That group of soldiers exuding a baleful aura, they trembled just by looking at them.
He hurriedly replied, "Please wait a moment, I will go and report."
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...
"That fellow Tielehun is a madman."
W̊ е b̂ǹӧv̇ el̀ E ñ ú mȧ
"That demon who killed a hundred thousand of our warriors seventy years ago, has he forgotten?"
"How dare he reach out to the Central Plains?"
"I will definitely not send troops!"
"Not only did he steal my throne, he also wants my soldiers to fight to the death for him?"
"He didn't learn the good things from the Central Plains people, but he learned the bad things! He even wants to tax me to support his soldiers? My tribe has never had such a thing as taxation in its history!"
In the royal palace of Ulaanbaatar, a Xiongnu man wearing an eagle feather crown kicked over a table. Fine wine and meat were scattered all over the floor, but his face was full of anger.
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He was Borjigin Dalan, also known as Hunye Khan.
Originally, he should have been the leader of this vast steppe.
His father was the previous generation's khan, and he had passed the position to his younger brother, who was the previous generation's khan.
The previous generation's khan had clearly left a decree for him to succeed, to return the position of khan to their family, and to rule the steppe.
However, the previous generation's khan's son, Borjigin Tielehun, did not buy it. He also had a large number of troops supporting him. Borjigin Dalan could not defeat the other party, and he, this rightful new king, was put in an awkward position.
Finally, he had come to this Ulaanbaatar in a wretched state, ruling over the subjects who were originally loyal to him.
W е̂ḃ n̄ о̆v̆ ѐl̇ Е n̈ŭm а
And his cousin, Borjigin Tielehun, had also become the great khan with the support of the people, Sheng Luo Khan.
Dalan might as well not have inherited this position!
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He had made a fool of himself, lost face, and got nothing.
The entire steppe knew that Sheng Luo Khan was the recognized king of the steppe. As for Hunye Khan, although he had the name of a khan, he was just a tribal leader.
Beside him was an old man. Seeing the angry leader, he couldn't help but try to persuade him, "Great Khan, we are already at war with the new Qian-Yuan."
"No matter what, our steppe tribes should unite and fight the enemy together."
Én u m̂а̃
"Otherwise, if the Central Plains' army presses down on us, we will be finished, just like seventy years ago..."
"Hmph!"
"You know that too!"
Borjigin Dalan snorted coldly, "That fool Tielehun is leading our tribe to its doom!"
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Perhaps if he had sat on the position of the great khan, he would have done the same thing as Sheng Luo Khan.
But, there were no ifs in reality.
Е̌ṅ u ṁа̌ . іd̊
Now, he had a grudge against Sheng Luo Khan, so it was only natural that he would not support the other party.
He just belittled the other party as much as he could, "He doesn't even take a piss to look at himself. He looks like a sheep's ass, and when he speaks, he throws out shit pellets. He even wants to marry the emperor of Qian-Yuan..."
The old man: ...
"Great Khan..."
And just then, a soldier ran over in a hurry.
"There are eight hundred elite cavalrymen who have suddenly appeared outside the city. One of them is General Xubu Geri of the Liling tribe."
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"They claim to be envoys of Qian-Yuan and want to meet the Great Khan."
"According to General Xubu Geri, they are very powerful."
Borjigin Dalan: ?
The old minister: ?
"You're saying that eight hundred elite Central Plains iron cavalry have crossed thousands of miles, entered our heartland, and arrived at Ulaanbaatar, and they are also with Tielehun's capable general, Xubu Geri?"
Borjigin Dalan now had a beautiful feeling of his brain being turned into a paste.
Ėn̈_ũ m̀ а
"Drag him down and let him sleep for a while to clear his head."
"Ah? Great Khan?"
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How could eight hundred Central Plains iron cavalry appear here? Did the god of the steppe guide them here?
Why was there also Xubu Geri, Sheng Luo's great general? Wasn't he fighting the Central Plains people on the front line?
And they wanted to meet him?
How were these things connected?
È ñ ǔm a . і̄_d̃
Borjigin Dalan felt that either this little soldier before him was crazy, or he himself was crazy.
But unfortunately, it seemed that no one was crazy.
...
"May I ask the envoy of Qian-Yuan, what is your business in my Ulaanbaatar?"
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In the palace of Ulaanbaatar, Borjigin Dalan asked the strange young man before him in somewhat stiff Central Plains language.
The translator seemed useless.
Ёnùm a
And Xubu Geri, who had lost his value, lay on the side, the child who had been scared all the way had entered a peaceful sleep.
He could finally no longer be afraid and nervous.
His departure also brought no small shock to Dalan.
This strange young man, in his palace, had killed that general who had a not-low status on Sheng Luo's side after just saying hello.
Ming Chen had appeared here, with eight hundred cavalrymen, and had also captured this general... everything seemed to be pointing to a terrible fact.
Sheng Luo was going to lose, and lose completely.
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This was very dangerous for the Xiongnu, but for Dalan, it was a good thing.
"Me?"
The Xiongnu were rough, and the palace they built was also very ordinary.
Ming Chen sat in his seat, looked around, and then lost interest. He said to Dalan, "I've come to talk to the Great Khan about cooperation."
"Cooperation?!"
Before Dalan could speak, the old man behind him suddenly raised his voice, "Why should we cooperate with you Central Plains people?"
W̊ е̃ b̊ n̄ о̃ v е́l Е̇ ňũ m̊à
He spoke in the Xiongnu language, which Ming Chen couldn't understand. He just frowned slightly, glanced at the old man, and just this one glance made the old man tremble. He felt that this strange young man seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
He said to Dalan, "Great Khan, on one steppe, there are two khans. Doesn't that sound a little strange?"
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"Why does the rightful great khan not have the power to rule the steppe?"
Ming Chen did not say anything roundabout, but went straight to the heart of the matter.
Every word was a pearl, and every word went straight to Dalan's heart.
Dalan's brows furrowed slightly. He looked at the ridiculously young fellow before him. The other party always had a smile on his face, but it made one's blood run cold, and it was impossible to see through his thoughts.
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"What does the envoy want to say?"
"Has the Great Khan ever thought about what would happen to you if Sheng Luo Khan defeated my Qian-Yuan?"
"Will you get glory? Will you get rewards?"
"The winner takes all. Except for Sheng Luo getting prestige and territory, you will get nothing."
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Dalan unconsciously clenched his fists.
The Central Plains people were indeed his enemies, but... he hated Sheng Luo Khan even more.
Е̌n̊ ũ m̂ a
Ming Chen said with a beaming smile, "Since you won't get anything, why not try to ally with my Qian-Yuan?"
"Our interests are aligned."
"My Qian-Yuan is willing to support the Great Khan as the rightful heir, as the only khan of the steppe... how about it?"
The old man on the side's pupils shrank upon hearing this, and he couldn't help but shout at him, "No! Great Khan, no!"
"The Central Plains people are cunning. There must be some trick!"
Dalan glanced at him and said in the Xiongnu language, "Uncle, you shut up first."
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Then his expression became serious, and he said to Ming Chen, "Envoy, please speak."
Ming Chen looked very kind and spoke friendly.
But he knew that the other party had come with a high posture. Half was for an alliance, but the other half was also a threat.
The other party had just, right before his eyes, after saying hello, brazenly killed that General Xubu Geri.
This was a blatant show of force and a warning.
If he was rude to him, then he wouldn't mind being rude either.
E̊ ňů m̈а̂ .іď
The guards had reported that the eight hundred cavalrymen outside the city were strangely strong.
He had never seen such a wanton person before. It was impossible to figure him out.
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If his uncle continued to be noisy, it was not certain that the other party would not get angry. What the consequences would be, it was hard to say.
Besides... he was very interested in what Ming Chen said. Every word poked into his heart.
On the contrary, his uncle's attitude towards him had always been to hope that he would support Sheng Luo Khan.
The old man stared with wide eyes, but still closed his mouth.
We b̃ n̆ оvӗ l Ѐnu m а̃
With the noisy person silent, Ming Chen also narrowed his eyes and continued, "The Great Khan also knows that we are at war with Sheng Luo Khan, right?"
"Sheng Luo is arrogant and presumptuous. He sent an envoy to publicly insult my king. My Qian-Yuan and he are irreconcilable!"
"I might as well tell the Great Khan that the commander of Sheng Luo's tens of thousands of troops has already been killed by me. I remember... his name should be something like Baatar, right?"
"There are also some other generals, similar to this person. Their heads are still hanging on my soldiers' warhorses!"
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Ming Chen pointed to Xubu Geri, who had fallen to the ground and was in a peaceful sleep, his face calm, as if he were talking about something not worth mentioning.
But these words, falling on Dalan's ears, were like a clap of thunder.
Е.nũ m̂ а̀ .i.d̆
"What?!"
There was no need for Ming Chen to lie to him.
After seeing Xubu Geri, he had thought of this possibility.
But when Ming Chen said it himself, he was still shocked.
Who was that Baatar?
He was Sheng Luo Khan's uncle, and also his uncle, the great general of the steppe, commanding an army of one hundred thousand, with deep prestige.
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With his strong support, it was an important factor for Tielehun to override the decree of the previous khan and ascend to the position of Sheng Luo Khan.
And such a person, lightly... was killed by the person before him? He didn't even remember his full name.
Not just him, but also a group of high-ranking generals?
Sheng Luo's army's command post had been taken out?
How many people did he bring?
Eight hundred? Deep into the steppe's heartland? Killed the hero of the steppe?
Е̄ǹu má
Such a small language, how could he not understand it when it was put together?
Was this person a demon? Wouldn't he get lost?
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He had fought all the way from the east, bypassing the main army, and only taking the main base camp?
His expression became more respectful, and he said to Ming Chen, "What does the envoy want me to do?"
He knew very well the purpose of Ming Chen revealing these things to him.
His previous premonition was right.
Ėńūm̀а̃.і ḋ
That fool Tielehun had provoked someone he shouldn't have!
This battle was bound to be a great defeat.
Ming Chen smiled, "Why doesn't the Khan also send troops to fight Sheng Luo Khan with us?"
"He was unjust to you to begin with. Why should you be merciful to him?"
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"Our dynasty is willing to establish a friendly alliance with the Great Khan. We will soon send a merchant caravan and an envoy to trade with the Great Khan and jointly promote the friendly development of the two countries. How about it?"
"Our dynasty's emperor recognizes the Great Khan's legitimate status. If anyone rebels, my Qian-Yuan is also willing to provide assistance."
Ẁ e bn̊о́.v̄ el Е̌nu m.â
Sending an envoy was naturally for the long-term instigation of war between the various Xiongnu tribes.
Sending a merchant caravan was to seize resources. Trade did not mean equal exchange.
Drawing a big cake of assistance, waiting for both sides to fight until they were almost done, then coming late to clean up the mess and show off some muscle.
If everything went smoothly, in a few years, when the Xiongnu had consumed themselves, and the ministers of Qian-Yuan had basically taken control of the situation, this place could become Qian-Yuan's pasture.
Negotiations had to be from the other party's perspective, giving the other party what they wanted most, giving them benefits, and at the same time, hiding one's own intentions to the greatest extent.
Let the other party feel that they were taking advantage, so as to promote the success of the negotiations.
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At least, that's how it should sound to the other party.
Only when they felt it was beneficial to them would they be driven to act.
Ming Chen was like this every time he went on a diplomatic mission.
"Oh?"
Dalan's eyes lit up upon hearing this, "Really?"
He couldn't read the meaning behind Ming Chen's words.
Е̃ǹ u ḿ a . і̃ď
But just from the surface meaning, every sentence, every word, could move his heart.
The Xiongnu were a nomadic people. Compared to the farming civilization of the Central Plains, they were undoubtedly more dangerous and more unstable.
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A thousand cattle and sheep could not withstand a disaster.
Plagues, white disasters... could easily destroy a tribe.
They had coveted the rich resources of the Central Plains for a long time, which was why they had repeatedly plundered.
If they could trade, if they could get the support of the Central Plains, then it meant having food and clothes.
W̌е ḃ n̂ ove l Е̂ ń.ŭm_a
Not to mention, there was also a powerful force supporting their legitimacy.
No matter which point, it poked into Dalan's heart.
And what he had to pay was just to ally with Qian-Yuan and completely tear off the face with Sheng Luo, who was already his enemy, and go to war.
The command post had been taken out by someone.
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Sheng Luo would surely suffer a great defeat in this battle, fall into a decline, and his strength and prestige would be greatly reduced.
These conditions were enough for him to give up the alliance and go to war with a friendly nation.
We b̈n̈ о̂ v̂ еl̀ Еn u m̄ă
No... in his view, this might be taking back what was originally his.
(End of Chapter)
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