Huamo

Chapter 151

He laughed contentedly: "Okay, okay! Brothers, let's go in and drink!"

A group of Xiongnu royal family followed Chalan and walked into the luxurious yurt together with Jinting.

Jin Ting was silent, his brows furrowed. Ever since he came out of King Jing's Mansion, he went all the way north to find Chalan. He wanted to take advantage of Dahua's current national power and simply win it in one fell swoop, which has become his ambition for many years.He had already talked to Chalan about this when Fang arrived, but the other party readily agreed, but there was no movement at all. Instead, he brought him to participate in the fun of the royal family on the second day of archery, drinking, watching and dancing. Obviously It's because you don't want to.

"Everyone, eat and drink well, and welcome our Central Plains friends!"

Chalan sat in the yurt, clapped her hands and served fine wine, and after a while, the singer from the grassland also came in to dance, without giving Jinting any chance to speak.

Seeing this, Jin Ting sneered in his heart. He helped the other party get rid of Tunes, and also assisted the other party to obtain Dahua's old coins.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw someone coming in from outside the yurt, and then rushed to the Chalan throne and knelt respectfully: "Wen Er is late, please punish Shan Yu!"

"Oh?" Chalan laughed drunkenly, "Is it because those beauties are too powerful for General Wu Ning to bear?"

There was a roar of laughter in the tent, all the princes of the Xiongnu leaned forward and backward, and Wen Er was not ashamed; "It's really amazing, thank you Shanyu for the reward!"

Chalan laughed loudly: "Do you still want to? If you make another military exploit, this king will reward you with beauty!"

"If that's the case, I, Wen Er Wu Ning, will do my best!"

Jin Ting suddenly paused in his heart, and immediately remembered that Wu Ning's clan was Princess Jing's clan.He saw that Wen Er was somewhat similar to Gongsun Lu, but with the roughness and fierceness of the Huns, and the greedy eyes in his eyes.

At this time, Chalan put down her wine glass, clapped her hands to signal the left and right singers to step down, then looked around at the princes and relatives present, and said in Chinese: "Brother Jin is my best friend, he once helped me dominate the grassland, so now I should repay you with the spring, Help Brother Jin dominate the Central Plains! Looking at it now, I think it would be a good idea to send General Wu Ning, what do you guys think?"

"Of course it's good." Prince Kahu'edo gnawed on the leg of lamb and said, "Last time, Wen Er went around the border and made the Han people beg for mercy. He has always been experienced!"

"Besides, General Wu Ning is proficient in Chinese, so he cooperates better with the hero Jin!"

"General Wu Ning is more willing to reward Shan Yu for beauties!"

These Xiongnu princes agreed with Chalan's proposal in broken Chinese, and Wu Ning was eager to try with bright eyes.

"Dare to ask Chalan Chanyu," Jin Ting said, "How many troops does General Wu Ning have under his command?"

"Here," Chalan poured down his wine and said, "General Wu Ning is young, it was the first time he led troops to fight last time, and he used [-] soldiers to beat those hussars and Habayashi soldiers to the point of distress. , the force is not large, but the power is not small."

Jin Ting cursed in his heart, and he knew that the other party was unwilling to give more, so he acted preemptively and shouted up the number: "Dahua is a huge country, and its actual troops are all over the southeast, northwest, and borders. Still not to be underestimated, at least [-] troops."

As soon as these words came out, all the Xiongnu princes gasped and looked at each other in disbelief.

And Chalan Chanyu narrowed his eyes; "Brother Jin is right, but Dahua has a vaster territory than our Huns. If you want to rely on grassland troops to conquer it, it is equivalent to a snake eating a tiger!"

"Jin knows this very well," Jin Ting said, "Right now, Jin hopes to seize the North China region, from the land of Gyeonggi all the way to the border of Wuwu city in the south of the Yangtze River."

Chalan crossed his legs and ordered: "Bring the map."

The map made of sheepskin scrolls was hung in the felt tent, and Jin Ting took a pen and circled the spread of North China with Bian Ling as the center, until the city of Wuwu was the southernmost boundary.Leaving aside the grasslands north of the Western Regions, Lingnan and Xiangshuguan, this piece of land is like the heart of Dahua, overlooking the entire country.

Chalan frowned and looked at the map, then took a pen from Jin Ting's hand, and drew the boundary of Xiangshuguan in the north, and moved back twenty miles. It was as easy as dividing up a watermelon .

"As brother Jin said at the time, after winning the position of master of Dahua, give me part of its city."

Jin Ting looked at the enclosed area, with killing intent flashing in his eyes, and said calmly: "This is just a rough map. The land in the northeast, northwest, and north can be left to Chalan Chanyu to choose a radius of twenty miles."

Chalan nodded in satisfaction, and then pointed to the southernmost city of Muwu: "Also, I am afraid that the soldiers of the Huns in the south of the Yangtze River will not accept it, and it will be difficult to capture it."

"Jin Wucheng is Jin's hometown, and this is also Jin's wish." Jin Ting frowned, very dissatisfied with Chalan's aggressive attitude, but could not say clearly: "How far can this southernmost point go, Jin also said indefinite."

"Don't you Han people have a saying that the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge?" Chalan said with a smile, "Once you hit it, you will know!"

"Then how many soldiers and horses does Shanyu plan to give to Jin?"

Chalan didn't answer directly, but looked at Wen Er who had been sitting in a daze:

"General Wu Ning, how many soldiers and horses can you bring?"

"I..." Wen Er seemed speechless, scratching his head in embarrassment, unable to say a word for a long time.

Chalan laughed loudly: "Look at your brains, what a waste of your handsome face!" Then he turned to Jinting, stretched out his three fingers and said, "How about giving you thirty thousand soldiers?"

"Brother Jin has never fought a war, so don't feel that it's missing," Chalan continued, "General Wu Ning's [-] elite soldiers in our grassland can make a fool of your three armies in the Central Plains, let alone [-]?"

"What Shan Yu said is very true!" Wen Er opened his mouth at this moment, his eyebrows beaming with joy: "Compared to the princes, I, Wen Er Wu Ning, do not have much experience, but I have a lot of courage, and I am quite familiar with Dahua's terrain. Understand, it is enough to fight for the hero of Jin!"

"Okay!" Chalan said with satisfaction: "Just to be so enthusiastic about General Wu Ning, let's reward him with some beauties when we come back, right?"

The whole felt tent burst into laughter again, drowning out other voices harshly.

And Wen Er got up, toasted his glass and came to the court of Jin. He said enthusiastically, "It's my honor to be able to lead the army with the hero Jin. Let's have a drink!" cheer.

The corner of Jin Ting's mouth twitched, and he cursed a few words in his heart, then raised his wine glass with a dry smile, facing Wen Er who was full of smiles.

Suddenly, he keenly noticed that a roll of sheepskin had slipped into his sleeve, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Er's blue eyes still looking at him with a smile, but he slightly narrowed his eyes to indicate He.

He smiled back calmly, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

A few days later, Yangguan City Gate.

"Congratulations, Prince He—"

When Lian Heng and the others rode their horses into the city, they saw two rows of officials and people from the Western Regions saluting respectfully. He was so astonished that the battle was almost welcoming the emperor, and he got off his horse in a daze.

Oncoming was Meng Luo, dressed in royal clothes, a mature man of about age, with a tall and straight figure, handsome appearance and somewhat similar to Lian Heng. When he saw Lian Heng, he immediately rushed over excitedly and threw him at him. Holding her arms in her arms, she sighed endlessly: "He'er, you are finally back, your father can rest in peace, and I have finally settled one thing on my mind."

The corner of Lian Heng's mouth twitched, and he was suddenly speechless and embarrassed.

"He'er, uncle has ordered you to be Prince He." Meng Luo patted Lian Heng's back kindly, and said cheerfully, "You don't know yet, your father's title was Prince He. Prince He's mansion has also been repaired, waiting for He'er to move in."

"Father?" Lian Heng murmured in confusion, he had never heard of this title.

"Brother's greatest wish is to find you and your mother back." Meng Luo looked at Lian Heng lovingly as if looking at his own child, he smiled and touched Lian Heng's head, "Now Heer is finally home."

"Jin Ting is not dead yet." Lian Heng said with a dark face.

Meng Luo's face suddenly turned cold, and he said seriously: "It's okay, uncle will definitely let him go to hell, and make amends for brother and sister-in-law."

"En." Lian Heng nodded.

"We'll talk about this later, He'er is exhausted, let's go to the palace to rest first." Meng Luo smiled, beckoning Lianheng to go to the city.

Prince He's Mansion is grand and imposing as a whole. It can be seen that it has been renovated again. Lian Heng and others walked around the mansion under the leadership of Meng Luo.

"Uncle knows that you are definitely not used to living in our Western Region house, so I will change it to the Central Plains layout for you." Meng Luo smiled from ear to ear. "The craftsmen are all invited from the Central Plains. Let's see what needs to be changed."

"It's okay, it's fine like this." Lian Heng smiled.

"Come on, let's rest here." Meng Luo waved his hand, and the group went to a warm pavilion to have tea and snacks.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the topic turned to the main topic.

"He'er..." Meng Luo looked at the wooden Fu Moyi and Gongsun Lu wearing a black hat.

"It's okay, they are all servants, our own people." Lian Heng said indifferently.

"That's good." Meng Luo took a sip of tea, thought for a while and cut straight to the point, "If the Western Regions wants to break away from Dahua's rule, now is the best time. I hope He'er can understand what Uncle thinks."

"I know that now is the best time for Dahua's internal weakness and external troubles." Lian Heng nodded and said, "But if you want to save a single soldier, you need the help of another person."

"Who?"

"Chu Lu, the lord of Fengyu City." Lian Heng looked at Meng Luo and said meaningfully, "As long as Chu Lu stands with us, we will be able to separate the Western Regions."

"He'er...then the Chu family and our Meng family are rivals." Meng Luo looked at Lian Heng in embarrassment, "It was Chu Lu's grandfather Chu Qi..."

"There is no eternal