In a dark cave, Maodun stood with his hands behind his back and stood in front of a huge stone tablet.

There was no word on the stone tablet, only drop after drop of blood, covering the surface of the stone tablet.

A sound of footsteps sounded, and several Hun soldiers walked in with a man covered in black cloth.

After several soldiers brought the people there, they bowed with one hand and then left quietly.

Maodun stared at the stone tablet for a long time before turning around.

He walked to the bound masked man, took off his hood, and took out the linen that was stuffed in his mouth.

"Don't kill me..."

This person is the deputy envoy of Daqin. His eyes were filled with fear and panic, and he kept shouting.

Maodun did not speak, but pulled out a sharp knife and drew an arc at the secondary envoy.

It's over...

The deputy envoy sighed in his heart and slowly closed his eyes.

But after a long time, the deputy envoy did not feel any pain.

He suddenly found that the rope on his body had been broken, and immediately opened his eyes, and indeed found that the rope had been cut off by the young man in front of him.

It turns out that he is not going to kill himself, so what is he going to do?

Where is Dian Kecheng?

The deputy envoy looked around and searched, but he did not find any trace of Dian Kecheng.

"Stop looking for him, he has been torn to pieces. His head has been cut off and packed, and will be sent to your Emperor."

Maodun smiled slightly, his eyes emitting bright light.

"Who are you?"

"Why didn't you kill me?"

The deputy envoy looked at Maodun with suspicion.

"Sir, please give me a blaming prayer."

Mao Dun closed his hands together, used the southern etiquette he had learned, and bowed and bowed.

"What do you mean by your husband?"

The deputy envoy became even more scared and didn't understand the situation at all.

"Maoton saved Mr. He was impressed by his talent."

"If Mr. Don't give up, Maodun is willing to be a teacher, and I hope Mr. Don't give up."

Maodun bowed again and said with great sincerity.

Maodun?

The deputy envoy realized that this was the prince of Shanyu?

"Young Master, Nie Shen can't afford it!"

Deputy envoy Nie Shen quickly replied, saying that he was originally a lonely businessman from Zhao State. When he was a child, his family was not cheap, he went to private school, so he was considered a poor scholar.

Now that the family is in decline, because they can speak the Huns, they are selected to become the deputy envoy of the Qin Dynasty.

"Mr. Maodun has been eager to take on the responsibility of the country since he was a child. Although he is eager to study, he has never met a good teacher and has only learned the basics."

Maodun pulled Nie Shen without any airs, and sat directly on the huge rock in the cave and started talking.

"Nie Shen has no choice but to repay the kindness of the young master's life."

"But since ancient times, China and the barbarians have not yet survived. Although Nie Shen was a native of Zhao, he was also a descendant of China and descendants of Yan and Huang."

Nie Shen first thanked him, and then carefully declined.

"Sir, what is China?"

"Those who are interested in China are Chinese people, and we Daxia people are also descendants of Xia Queen, not barbarians."

"Mr. Is it true that I have read the Book of Songs, can I bear to reject a earnest student who is devoted to China?"

Maodun was not angry at all, but looked like a scholar, respectfully and fighting with reason.

"this……"

Nie Shen was speechless and a little at a loss when Maodun spoke.

Seeing this, Maodun immediately struck while the iron was hot and continued: "If Maodun inherited the position of the Great Shanyu one day, then the entire Daxia tribe would surrender to China, focus on China, and accept the imperial education."

"The gentleman will be famous all over the world, exiled for generations, and praised by later generations."

"Respecting the king and expelling the barbarians is not only possible by force. Duke Zhou treats people with courtesy and conquers people with virtue. Didn't he also conquer many barbarians into China?"

Maodun understands it with reason and moves it with emotion.

Nie Shen was very sensible when he heard Maodun’s words.

Why is reading?

Who doesn’t want to be passed down forever in history?

"Does the young master really admire China?"

Nie Shen looked at Maodun, as if he wanted to see something from his face.

But Maodun still had a respectful smile on his face, and he said firmly: "Maodun will do his best to learn the essence of China in this life."

Of course, all this is to make the Great Xia tribe rise and restore the glory of the ancestors.

The roots of the people of Daxia are originally in the land of China.

But he was expelled by the Shang tribe, and no one in Daxia would forget him.

"Since the young master is really studying, Nie Shen will teach you all his money."

"However, Nie Shen has limited knowledge, so not many people can teach young masters."

Nie Shen was moved by Maodun's sincerity and said seriously.

"Sir, Gao Yi, with his talent and knowledge, Maodun is enough to benefit for the rest of his life."

Maodun praised Nie Shen with great praise.

"Young Master, Nie Shen may not be able to return to his hometown in this life, and his family will be implicated, so he begs the young master to prepare some sacrifices so that Nie Shen can fulfill his filial piety."

Nie Shen suddenly burst into tears and burst into tears.

"Sir, don't worry, except Maodun, no one knows that Mr. still lives in the world."

"For the outside world, Mr. Qin has already been sentenced to the prison with the Qin State, so Mr. Wang doesn't have to worry about his tribe."

Maodun is meticulous and confident.

"Young master, Nie Shen has no way to repay you."

Nie Shen stopped crying immediately, burst into tears and laughed, and said thankfully.

"Okay, sir, let's take a rest in this cave first!"

"I will help the husband arrange an identity after a while, so that the husband can appear in front of others openly."

"Goodbye Maodun."

Maodun stood up and said goodbye.

"Young Master walks slowly."

Nie Shen quickly stood up and replied.

Watching Maodun leave, Nie Shen looked at the dark cave with great sorrow in his heart.

I will never go back to that rich land for the rest of my life...

On the second day, the morning sun rises...

Maodun gathered 10,000 cavalry under his jurisdiction on the vast grassland.

Ten thousand cavalry stood side by side, looking at Maodun ahead.

"I, Maodun, the son of the Great Shanyu, the messenger of the grassland god, and the darling of the Emperor of Heaven."

"You are my most powerful subordinates, and my command is the will of the grassland god."

"Where my arrows are the direction you are heading."

"Did you understand all of them?"

Maodun rode at his love horse and shouted at everyone.

"roar……"

"roar……"

"roar……"
To be continued...