Chapter 462: My brother, are you anxious?
Inside the Xiongnu king's tent, Chanyu Touman sat in the main seat. The gloom on his face made the Xiongnu people, who were used to being rough, learn to be silent.
There were seventeen or eighteen tribal leaders, many of whom had expressions of impatience on their faces.
You suddenly issued a death order to summon him, but after he came, he didn't say anything and just sat there. How long are you going to sit here? Will you sit there until Maodun suddenly comes back and calls you father?
Everyone could guess why the Chanyu had such an expression.
As soon as the news appeared in the desert, it spread to all the Xiongnu tribes at the fastest speed:
Prince Maodun was taken as a hostage by the Xiongnu to the Yuezhi Kingdom. However, Chanyu Touman favored a woman named Yanshi, and in order to make the youngest son of Yanshi the next Chanyu, he plotted to murder Prince Maodun.
The Chanyu brazenly attacked the Zishan grassland, tore up the armistice agreement, and used the Yuezhi people to kill Prince Maodun.
Prince Maodun was a brave warrior. He led his troops to escape from the Yuezhi Kingdom and was welcomed back by the Taotie tribe, which has been the most powerful recently . He will lead his troops back to the royal court soon.
Clean out the treacherous ministers around the Chanyu, kill the seductive Yanshi, and ask to be the King of Zuo Tuqi.
People did not think this was a harsh requirement, and even felt it was a bit light.
If they were tricked like this by their father and had an army of 50,000 fully-armored Taotie soldiers at their disposal, they would have rebelled directly.
"Shan Yu, please tell me what exactly is the matter that called us here today."
A burly man was leaning against the third seat in the right row, with a sarcastic look on his face.
His name was Wenghu, and he was the leader of the Tuge tribe. His son Jinweng was Prince Maodun's playmate since childhood.
He was very dissatisfied with Touman Chanyu's tactic of killing someone with a borrowed knife, because his son, who was the most promising one and would inherit the position of leader of the Tuge tribe if nothing unexpected happened, was also under the blade of the Yuezhi knife.
Touman raised his head and moved his gaze from the ground to Wenghu's face, and clearly saw the sarcasm on Wenghu's face.
"My brother, are you anxious?"
He said this with some doubt, took out a scimitar from his arms, and slammed it heavily on the table beside him, making a dull sound.
Before everyone in the field could react, and before the leader of the Tuge tribe, Wenghu, could respond, a group of Xiongnu warriors from the Toumanluandi tribe suddenly broke into the royal tent with scimitars.
Touman didn't know when he stretched out his index finger, and at the end of his fingertip was Weng Hu.
These scimitar men followed the direction pointed by their leader and rushed forward with scimitars in hand!
Weng Hu roared, cursed, and struggled hard. He took out a hidden scimitar from his arms and injured seven scimitar bearers.
Everyone's hearts were restless, their eyes were filled with surprise and fear, but their bodies did not move at all.
The tribal leaders watched helplessly as Wenghu, the leader of the Tuge tribe who was ranked among the top five on the scene, was chopped to the ground amid Wenghu's unwilling roars and the sound of the scimitar piercing flesh.
Blood splattered on their faces and fur coats, and the fishy smell swirled around their noses. Their faces became uglier and uglier than Touman, who already had the ugliest face.
Touman, holding a scimitar, walked up to Wenghu, who had a close personal relationship with him and was being held down by the tribesmen with his hands and feet.
He grabbed the little remaining hair of Weng Hu with his left hand and pulled it up hard.
Lade Wenghu's blood-stained face was facing him, revealing Wenghu's dark and thick neck.
Touman held the scimitar in his right hand, placed it under Wenghu's neck, and moved .
Amid Weng Hu's screams and curses, he shouted with a hideous grin.
"You're in such a hurry to die! You're in such a hurry to die!"
