Chapter 440: Please save me, sir!
"No, others may not know about the Xiongnu, but you may not know? Are you plotting against me again?"
Suddenly weak, annoyed and alert.
The reason why he was able to be with Maodun, the son of Tuoman, when he first arrived in the desert, instead of staying on the fertile grassland as fertilizer like most other people in the Central Plains, was because he was traveling with the lawyers' caravan.
If it weren’t for this trip to the desert, Dun Ruo would never have thought of it.
Ten years ago, the Lu's Chamber of Commerce, which disappeared in Qin State with the execution of Lu Buwei, has continued to exist in the desert, and its business has spread to most of the Hu countries, including Donghu, Yuezhi, Xiongnu, Wusun, etc.
The Hu people, who have always been at odds with the Central Plains, were surprisingly friendly to the Lu Chamber of Commerce.
The Hu people greeted the people from the Central Plains with scimitars and sharp arrows, and greeted the people from the Lu Chamber of Commerce with goat's milk wine, horse's milk wine, beef, mutton, and Hu girls.
The gap is so big that it is no exaggeration to say that it is a world of difference, just like the people of Lu’s Chamber of Commerce are not from the Central Plains.
"How can the information obtained from those people in the Chamber of Commerce be as accurate as that from the mouth of Zongheng Hou, Maodun's chief strategist?"
"...You really know the truth about the desert."
Dun Ruo's expression suddenly relaxed.
He was only afraid that Chang'an Jun might have a sudden whim, not knowing the enemy's situation, and act recklessly, resulting in failure.
Since that's not the case, based on his understanding of Chang'an Jun, there is nothing to worry about - this guy's heart is even dirtier than his!
"That's what I thought."
Ying Chengjiao had just started to speak when he was interrupted by Dun Ruo shaking his head.
“It’s too late to listen.
"I have been out for quite some time. The longer I stay, the less trust Maodun will have in me. Time is running out, so to make a long story short, just tell me what you want me to do."
After he finished speaking, Dun Ruo coughed several times, touched his throat, and looked a little uncomfortable.
He talks too much.
Ying Chengjiao nodded in agreement, poured another bottle of water for Dun Ruo and handed it to Dun Ruo's hand.
Dun Ruo took the bottle in one hand and drank water to moisten his throat.
He raised his hand twice, asking Ying Chengjiao to speak quickly and not waste time.
"I want you to go back and tell Maodun that Touman wants to kill him."
After saying this, Ying Chengjiao dodged to the side.
Poof!
Immediately afterwards, all the water that Dun Ruo had just drunk was sprayed out and spit onto the place where Ying Chengjiao had just stood.
Ying Chengjiao had an expression that I knew, and he felt happy when he saw Dun Ruo coughing continuously.
After scolding him so many times, isn't it too much for him to let Dun Ruo choke on a few sips of water?
Dun Ruo had no time to think about what Ying Chengjiao was thinking at this moment. He coughed and clung to Ying Chengjiao's arm, his face full of horror.
"Are you crazy? Do you know what you just said?"
Maodun was in great pain.
Since Mr. Ye left, every minute and every second has been tormenting for him.
There was a fire burning in his chest, burning his internal organs so fiercely that he could not bear it. He wanted to charge forward on his horse and soothe his restless heart with the blood of his enemies.
As time passed, the fire became more and more intense, and he was about to catch fire. In this situation, not only could he not rush out, but he also had to appease the princes around him, which made him even more uncomfortable.
Maodun was not the only one who was restless. All the princes of the Xiongnu tribes gathered around him.
In the tribe, they always eat the most tender parts of mutton, stay in the tents of the most beautiful women, and ride the most handsome war horses.
They had never experienced a life-and-death crisis, especially one where their lives depended on the enemy's single thought.
Although some of them went on military expeditions and fought against the Donghu and Yuezhi, they were protected by elite tribal soldiers during the wars and were always in a relatively safe situation.
Now they were truly between life and death. Perhaps in the next second they would be shot into sieves and eaten into bones by jackals. Such a scene made them feel extremely terrified.
With the departure of Mr. Ye under Maodun, part of this terror turned into rage, which continued to erode their hearts.
"Let's fight these Qin dogs!"
Someone else shouted slogans.
Maodun looked stern.
"Their armor is so hard to penetrate that arrows can't penetrate it, and their scimitars can't leave any marks. What can we do to fight them? Ah! Anyone who says such stupid things again will be punished by military law!"
The princes' eyes were still bloodshot, but they were all silent.
Maodun enjoyed a high prestige among them.
This is not only because Maodun's father was Tuoman Chanyu.
More importantly, it was because Maodun was a first-rate horseman, not inferior to the elite cavalry of the Huns, and his archery skills were superb, he could even shoot eagles with a bow.
And they were very capable, and in less than a year they stood out from their many brothers, and many of them were designated by their father as the next tribal leader.
Looking at the tall figure of Prince Maodun, the Huns were filled with impatience but they suppressed their anger and kept silent.
They didn't know that Maodun, who had his back to them, could no longer hold his power.
He can neither suppress himself nor others.
It’s not that Maodun didn’t work hard to cultivate his energy, but that he always had a question in his heart.
In the vast desert, how did the Qin army find him so accurately?
Coincidence? Maodun doesn't think so.
Although 50,000 troops and 3,000 troops sound like a lot, if they are scattered in the vast desert, they are just a big pile of sand and a small pile of sand.
"Mr. Ye, it was you who tipped off..."
Maodun spoke in a voice that only he could hear, and the gloom in the depths of his eyes lingered for a long time.
finally.
Maodun, who was suffering, finally met his Mr. Ye.
Mr. Ye, who used to be a terrible horseman, clumsy and ugly on horseback, now appears agile, steady and beautiful in Maodun's eyes.
He couldn't wait to ride out to meet him.
"Mr. Ye..."
Facing Maodun's eyes, he wanted to ask something but didn't dare to.
Dun Ruo took a deep breath, clasped his fists on his horse, lowered his head and whispered:
"Ye Tundan and the prince spoke."
They entered the encirclement of the Hun cavalry, and the nearest Hun cavalry was ten steps away from them.
Maodun looked sincere.
"Please sir, save me. "
Dun Ruo looked around to make sure no one could hear him talking to Mao Dun, then he said solemnly:
"Does the prince trust Ye Tun?"
"If Maodun didn't believe you, how could he obey you? Please speak frankly."
Dun Ruo took a deep breath.
"This Qin army just drove us away without killing anyone. Prince, didn't you find anything unusual?"
Maodun pretended to recall and looked at the three thousand cavalrymen, as if checking if anything was missing. After a moment, he suddenly nodded with a look of surprise.
"Sir, if you hadn't told me, Maodun wouldn't have discovered that none of our soldiers had died.
"Why is that? Could it be that this Qin army is not here to kill people?"
Dun Ruo looked at Maodun's eyes which were filled with joy.
"The desert is vast and boundless. Prince, have you ever wondered why the Qin army could find us?"
Maodun was confused at first, then he repeated the action he had been reminded of before and nodded suddenly.
"Yes, how did they find us? It's very strange! Sir, do you know?"
