My father is Emperor Wu of Han, how can I be different from him?

Chapter 253 Han Envoy
At the foot of Langjuxu Mountain, beside Yuwu River.

Shanyu Court.

"The Han envoys have been spreading the word that they are here to declare war, and the tribes below are in a state of unrest." As the soldier finished speaking, a strange atmosphere suddenly filled the king's tent.

Because the word "disturbance" is very subtle, let us ask, were they angered and agitated by the arrogant attitude of the Han envoys, or were they agitated because they were afraid of war?
The guards escorting the Han envoys north did not say it clearly, and the royal nobles in the tent did not ask any questions.

It was quiet for a while.

It was the old man sitting at the first seat on the left, next to the throne, who first said with a sullen face: "The Han army's attack to the north this time is obviously to avenge Wu Wei's attack to the south last time."

"He got the head of a Han Chinese and gained prestige among the tribes. Could it be that the Han Chinese are coming to take revenge and want us to pay the price for it?"

The tent was quiet again for a while, but this time it was very short.

"Not bad!"

"We were not there when he was getting benefits, but why should we help him when he was risking his life?"

"Humph, it would be better if he was destroyed by the Han people! We can just annex him!"

At once, many leaders echoed the voice, with ferocious expressions on their faces and not a single kind word in their words. It was obvious that the old man's words hit the nail on the head for everyone.

In recent years, there have been two great khans coexisting on the grassland. There have been countless fights, both openly and covertly, and all the tribes under their command have suffered bloodshed and casualties.

Not to mention a deep blood feud, it's also just that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet!

In this situation.

Naturally, everyone was very reluctant to let the tribe that supported Julihu clean up the mess caused by Wu Wei.

"Everyone present here today is one of us, so I won't waste my words." Ju Lihu, who was sitting in the main seat, looked around with a gloomy look in his eyes, "You all don't agree to send troops?"

After saying this, all the leaders looked at each other, but no one said anything.

The attitude is obvious.

Compared with the royal court meetings during the reign of Yizhixie, there is now less hypocrisy in the royal tent of Julihu. People speak their mind and express their dissatisfaction directly.

Just as Ju Lihu said, everyone present here is our own people.

"Right Wise King, what do you think?" Seeing that no one spoke, Ju Lihu pointed to the first person on his right.

There are some things that Ju Lihu, as the Great Khan and leader, is not convenient to say, as saying them would damage his dignity, but in the end someone has to say it directly.

So he ordered his own son.

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Qu Bi did not say to hold his troops in place or retreat, but instead said sternly, "Since the Great Chanyu asked, I will speak frankly."

"We must fight the Han army!"

"The Han envoys traveled all the way, spreading the word all the way. No one told you why the tribes were in turmoil. Do you just pretend you don't know?"

The timid second son had undergone a dramatic change in just a few years after becoming the Right Wise King. He was no longer timid, but revealed his true nature.

Vicious and cruel!
No one dared to look down on this young Right Wise King anymore. As soon as he started to speak, everyone came to him because of his reputation.

"The reason why the tribes are in turmoil is because they are frightened by the Han people and have become cowardly!" Qu Bi glanced at everyone and said resolutely and angrily:
"We are the warriors of the grassland! We are not lambs! If the Han people come and we don't fight back, how will our tribes view us?"

"We must fight!"

His attitude was very firm, as if the Huns and the Han people could not coexist in harmony. But just as he finished speaking, a sinister voice came from the opposite side.

"Really? Then why didn't the Right Wise King fight outside the border of Hanting last time?"

Qu Bi looked up, his mouth cracked into an arc, "I heard that among the generals following the Han emperor this time, there is Li Guang. If the commander thinks he is braver than me, then go and get his head."

"Do you dare?!"

The sturdy man sitting opposite him turned pale when he heard the voice, and was about to quarrel out of anger. A tall man on Qu Bi’s right shouted:
"That's enough! What the Right Wise King said makes sense. If Wuwei accepts the challenge and we do nothing, how will the other tribes on the grassland view us afterwards?"

"How can we compete for supremacy in the future?"

"A coward like you is not worthy of owning cattle, sheep or slaves!"

The situation in the tent was originally one-sided and people were avoiding fighting, but after the Right Wise King Qu Bi spoke, there was a setback for the first time.

The person who was supportive of Qu Bi in both words and deeds was his father-in-law, Esu, the Right Bone Marquis.

The full name should be: Hu Yan'esu.

The current head of the Hu Yan clan, but generally called Esu, is the son of the former Yougudu Houke and Hu Yanke!
The first old man opposite is Zuogudu Houyu, whose full name is Lanyu.

The head of the Lan family!

There are actually two dividing lines in the current disagreement within the account. One is from the perspective of whether to accept the challenge, and the other is from the perspective of the followers of different princes.

Luandi Qubi...The branch of the Great Chanyu is the Luandi clan. If we only call it by its name, it is Qubi. He seemed to be trying to provoke the other side and insisted on fighting!

Hu Yan, who held the Youguduhou, immediately followed.

But the war avoidance faction, led by Lan, clearly represents the majority of people's opinions. "Avoiding war does not mean we are weak."

Zuogudu Houyu looked at him dimly, with a cold look under his dry eyelids, "I am a man from the grassland, and I am never afraid of the Han people. If there is a chance, I don't mind killing Li Guang and avenging Yizhixie Chanyu!"

"But the blood of our men is worth it. I won't take the blame for Uwe." He spoke slowly and firmly.

Just a few breaths after the words fell...

"I won't do it either! Why should I help him!"

"Why? If Wu Wei accepts the challenge, we will be weak if we avoid it! It will be even more disadvantageous to us!"

"Bullshit, if he dares to fight, we will attack him from behind and destroy him! What's the benefit or disadvantage? From now on, there will be only one Great Khan on the grassland!"

"Correct!"

The quarrels seemed to overturn the big tent, one wave higher than the other, and at this moment:

"Shut up, everyone!"

After listening for a while, Ju Lihu shouted loudly, which had a very good effect. The quarrel stopped abruptly. He looked around and waited until no one was making trouble before saying in a cold voice:
"The southern tribes reported that the Han army has gathered 180,000 cavalrymen, led by the Han emperor himself, and Wei Qing, Li Guang and others are all there."

"Such an army is more powerful than the Wei and Huo armies back then!"

"We, Wu Wei, and the Zuo army, can only fight against the Han army together. But tell me, can the three armies still work together?"

this problem……

In fact, there is no need to ask, as someone had already shouted out the answer during the previous argument - if he dares to accept the challenge, we will take the retreat route and destroy him!

This sentence applies to each of the three Xiongnu tribes. When attacking at Juli Lake, isn't he afraid that Wuwei will take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack?
afraid!
And if Wu Wei attacked, he was even more afraid! Because he had a younger brother to the west and a beloved uncle to the east, would he dare to move?
The last time Wu Wei went south to raid the Han territory, the reason he ran so fast was that he was on guard against both the Han army coming to support him and his beloved relatives and friends in the north!
The two great khans are afraid, so why shouldn’t the weakest Zuo Xian Wang be afraid?
Talk and talk.

There is no way to respond to this war. The internal troubles are too severe and the external threats are too strong. Ju Lihu's attitude is very clear - sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and reap the benefits!

The leaders understood the Great Chanyu's signal, some nodded, some remained silent...

finally.

Ju Lihu had to say what he didn't want to say, "Let the Han envoys in first and see what the Han people want to do. If they are only targeting Wu Wei, I don't mind watching them fight to the death."

After a cup of tea.

"Targeting Wu Wei? No, no, no, the Chanyu misunderstood. I am following the order of the Emperor to declare war on all tribes and everyone on the grassland!"

"Let the Chanyu and the other Xiongnu leaders know that we are not targeting any one person." Zhu He, who was standing in the middle of the big tent, still had that kind face and said with a smile:
"Big man, this is targeting all of you!"

As soon as this was said, an angry voice came from the left: "Everyone? Isn't your emperor afraid of spraining his waist?"

"I'm not afraid."

Zhu He turned his head and looked at the man who threatened him, "Our Majesty should have left Yanmen County by now. If you have the courage, come and cut down my dragon flag."

As he spoke, he pointed to a geomancy map he brought with him: "Look, Your Majesty is following the route of the former great general Wei Qing, heading north." "Everyone..."

Zhu He looked around, showed the geomancy map to everyone, and greeted them enthusiastically: "Warriors of the Xiongnu, the time to make achievements has come! Here is the chance to avenge Chanyu Yizhixie!"

"What are you waiting for? Send troops south quickly!"

These words, coming from the mouth of the Han envoy, sounded extremely strange, and were particularly harsh to the ears of the Huns present!
Zhu He was laughing and was very enthusiastic, but the Hun leaders just felt it was mocking!
My face is burning!
then……

bass!
A curved knife suddenly came out of its sheath, flashing with a cold light. The angry and humiliated Zuo Da Duwei glared with murderous intent, "How dare you, little thief, do you want to die!"

All the leaders in the tent drew their knives and chopped the Han envoy into meat paste if they disagreed with him.

however.

Zhu He was holding the scepter at this time, and suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha!"

After laughing three times, he stopped being kind, his face suddenly darkened, he bent down, stretched his neck, and walked straight to the left captain who had drawn his sword.

As she spoke, she gestured at her own neck: "Come on, chop here! If I make a sound today, you will be raised by a slave girl!"

"Come and chop!"

The left captain was breathing rapidly, his grip on the hilt of the knife tightened and loosened, his eyes full of brutality and anger.

“Cut it—!”

Zhu He continued to urge him, but before he could get a blow on the head, he heard the voice of restraint coming from the throne:
"When two armies are at war, do not kill the messengers. Do not be rude. Put away your swords."

No matter how Captain Zuo, whose murderous intent was at his throat, planned in his mind, he put away the knife anyway.

The Xiongnu nobles in the royal tent also tolerated the arrogance of the Han envoys.

"Oh, how ridiculous!"

The arrogant Zhu He remained arrogant, with no awareness of "if someone gives me an inch, I will give them a inch". He glanced around, not afraid of the many murderous looks.

After making sure that no one could help him leave his name in history, Zhu He sneered, turned around and looked at the first person, held his head high, and said loudly:
"Since the Chanyu won't kill me, then send your troops! The Emperor of the Han Dynasty is eagerly awaiting your arrival!"

It is rare to ask the Huns to send troops south.

Eh.

I'll see you today.

It’s a pity that the Huns were not willing to accept this request. Julihu was staring at Zhu He, and the left and right Guduhou were also staring at Zhu He. Everyone was staring at Zhu He.

But no one responded to the congratulations!
No one responded, so Zhu He answered himself, "If the Chanyu dares not send troops, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty has given us another way."

"What road?" asked Zuoguduhou.

"Submit your loyalty to the South, submit to the Han Dynasty!"

……

At the same time, in a river valley hundreds of miles east of the Chanyu Court, continuous tents were distributed on both sides of the river bank, with a large tent in the middle.

"Submitting vassalage to the Han court? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Wuwei sat quietly without saying a word. It was Zuogudu Hou who answered the Han envoy... As a great Chanyu, the Wuwei tribe also had a regent.

However, the left and right Guduhou under his command were from the Xubu clan and the Qiulin clan, both of which were major parts of the Xiongnu.

Zuogudu Hou Loudun said coldly: "My lord is the descendant of Maodun Chanyu, the king of the grassland!"

"How can we submit to the South?"

Guo Ji, the chief clerk, glanced at Lou Dun who was furious, then lightly looked away and stared at Wu Wei who was silent.

He bowed and was very polite.

"Great Chanyu, there is no need to push your subordinates to be your shield. If you are willing to submit to me, follow me south. If not, I will send my troops."

"You always let others speak, so who is the Chanyu?"

“I really don’t understand.”

Wu Wei's face was gloomy, and he slowly walked down from the throne. The leader in the tent wanted to interrupt, but was interrupted by Wu Wei's hand.

"There's no need to pay homage. If I go south, I'm afraid I'll be beheaded as soon as I get in front of your emperor, right?"

"That won't happen."

Before Wu Wei could look at him in surprise, Guo Ji continued, "His Majesty said that he would leave you with an intact body."

As soon as these words were spoken, the original surprise suddenly turned into sharpness.

Guo Ji, however, was unaware of anything and continued to tell the truth under the murderous gazes in the room.

"You are in the northern desert, so you may not know that there was a country in the southern border that rebelled against the Han Dynasty. Their royal family suffered a much more miserable fate. Their heads were hung on the northern gate of Chang'an, and they lost all their face."

"The Chanyu should take this as a warning."

Wu Wei walked to Guo Ji's side, staring at him fiercely with a cruel smile on his face, "You irritate me like this, aren't you afraid of being hit by a sharp blade?"

"I can't ask for it!"

Guo Ji's voice suddenly rose, and he immediately cupped his hands, still so polite, and said solemnly: "If the Chanyu wants to kill me, do it quickly!"

A strong man in the tent drew his sword and took two steps forward.

"Great Chanyu?"

As long as the Great Chanyu gives the order, this official will be killed on the spot!

Wu Wei stared at Guo Ji, his eyes narrowed, motionless, and a dangerous aura began to spread. Unexpectedly, Guo Ji seemed to be unaware of it and continued to increase the stakes:

"If the Chanyu does not want to submit, then he wants to fight. No problem. The Emperor of the Han Dynasty is standing by in the south ready to fight. The Chanyu can send troops at any time."

"A real man... No, on the grassland one should be... a man like an eagle. It is right not to submit. How can you accept being humiliated?"

"We must send troops!"

"Alas, if the Chanyu does not send troops, and is still afraid of the might of the Han army, fleeing northward and hiding in the extremely cold and desolate land of the far north, then..."

Guo Ji had figured out what Wu Wei was thinking, blocked the road ahead of time, and stepped on it. "How can the Great Chanyu be called a king? He is nothing but a coward and a jerk!"

“Disgraceful!”

More and more Xiongnu leaders approached Guo Ji with knives, and their malice became stronger and stronger. The murderous intent in Wu Wei's eyes almost solidified, and the veins on his hand that was clenching the handle of the knife bulged.

this moment.

Guo Ji made an action very similar to that of his colleagues. He straightened his clothes, held his collar, tilted his neck, and patted it.

"Come on, cut this way."

"If you don't chop it off, you're not a coward in the future, you're a coward now!"

Before he finished speaking, a sound of rage and intolerance came out, choking—

The sound of the knife rang out, a cold light appeared, the head fell, and blood splattered three feet!
The head rolled to the ground and met the eyes of Guo Ji who stretched his neck. Guo Ji took a look and realized that this was Qiequ, the Xiongnu who had escorted him here.

Oops.

Why are you taking your anger out on your own people, Great Chanyu? If you don't dare to kill the Han envoy, there's no need to kill your own people.

Guo Ji retracted his neck and looked at Wu Wei, whose blood was boiling and whose eyes were filled with murderous intent. He bowed his hands, showed a kind smile, and gave him two words:

"King."

(End of this chapter)