"Wanhu, don't you let the children rush?"

In the Huns' tent, a middle-aged man with a beard was complaining.

This person has a typical Xiongnu appearance, with deep outlines, tall, strong, and thick, with a dirty woolen robe wrapped under the bronze armor.

There were lice visible to the naked eye crawling along the greasy and smooth braids, and even with the curtains wide open, the smell of sheep on his body could not be blown away.

Except for this man, the other thousands or hundreds of Xiongnu households in the tent are all painted in the same style.

In comparison, Zhao Ponu was out of place.

This guy was wearing a Han army-style black armor that he had sourced from somewhere, and hanging on his waist was a one-meter-long ring-headed sword.

It's clean and has no smell. Even if I haven't showered for a few days because of the march, I can tell that it has been taken care of every day.

If you go out and say that this is a general from the Han Dynasty, most likely no one will believe it.

In the small central tent, Zhao Ponu, who was dressed like this, looked like a pretty boy against the backdrop of a group of subordinates, and he also looked like a white sheep that had strayed into a pack of wolves.

But such an ordinary Aries exudes an intimidating murderous aura.

The few tall and sturdy Huns in the tent didn't even dare to speak loudly in front of him.

The Xiongnu worshiped and feared the strong.

Zhao Ponu established absolute prestige in his army by helping Zhao Xin put down countless rebellions and killing countless traitors who dared to resist!

Among the nearly 50,000 troops he led, 10,000 were elite Xiongnu troops.

Divided by tribe, these warriors who were once part of a small tribe close to Xin Zhao have now become members of Zhao Ponu's own tribe.

As the hereditary leader of ten thousand households and tribes, Zhao Ponu had absolute power of life and death over them!

The remaining 30,000 are from Wuhuan, Donghu, Kangju and other vassal tribes.

When these people meet ordinary people from the Xiongnu headquarters, they must be fawning and flattering. Once the grassland encounters a difficult year, or the effect of looting southward is not satisfactory, these vassal tribes will even become the target of looting!

And for things like this kind of southward plundering, these vassal tribes often had to use all their young men to fight with the Xiongnu.

When the battle goes well, he becomes the fang and vanguard of the Huns.

When things don't go your way, you have to obey the orders of the noble Xiongnu and kill the queen with your life!

But if you disobey even a little bit, you will be punished by genocide!

They don't even know how to resist, and they don't dare to resist.

In addition to the 40,000 tribal cavalry, there are even more than 10,000 mounted infantry in this vanguard army that can be used for infantry combat!

They were all recruited by Xin Zhao in advance from the small vassal countries in the Western Regions and specially used as cannon fodder for sieges!

Their fate is worse than that of the vassal tribes.

As long as you retreat a little during the siege, the small country you belong to will be massacred by the Huns!

This is also the reason why when the Han Dynasty showed sufficient force on the grassland, the small countries in the Western Regions turned against the Xiongnu one after another.

The Han Dynasty only needed to express submission and pay tribute every year.

There is no need to ask you to send troops to fight against the Huns. If you are really weak, just give them enough money and take the initiative to cut off all contacts with the Huns.

Correspondingly, the big man will also fulfill his obligation to protect.

Even if Liu Che is not a generous and tolerant king to the outside world, he is still much better than the Xiongnu's reign of terror!

The reign of terror in the Western Regions is deeply ingrained in the blood of every Huns and their vassal tribes.

Even Zhao Ponu, who considers himself a Han, is not exempt from the vulgarity!

He may not want to be enemies with the Han people, he may control the deployment and prevent them from plundering and killing Han people at will, and he may not work hard when harvesting grass and grain.

But it doesn’t mean that we will have the same kindness towards people from the Western Regions!

This can be seen from the fact that he generously placed the infantry of the vassal states in the Western Regions in the front camp and did not mind letting the Han troops on the pass see them.

Number of people, soldiers, equipment, morale.

It was not covered up at all.

Maybe in Zhao Ponu's heart, he even hoped that the Han army would see it clearly!

However, for the cavalry and herdsmen of the headquarters and vassal tribes, it cannot be so obvious.

In the eyes of the grassland nobles, those blond and blue-eyed people from the Western Regions are just cannon fodder to block crossbows, and they don't need to care about how they are wasted.

Even taking this opportunity to weaken the power of the vassal country was a tacit understanding passed down from generation to generation by the Huns.

But the main tribe and the vassal tribes are the foundation of the Xiongnu's strength!

"Wanhu, the Han people in Juyongguan are also quiet. It's not a big deal just to look at it. Let's let the infantry charge and try!"

Several thousand households and vassal tribe leaders also followed suit.

"If we don't fight again, it will be dark!"

"When the King's headquarters comes over, we may not even be able to drink hot soup!"

"Wanhu, you are the king's vanguard, you can't wait for the king to come over and still have no results at all!"

Only the generals of the vassal countries in the Western Regions had pale faces, lowered their heads and dared not speak. Their faces were filled with despair of certain death, and they did not even dare to show their anger.

Obviously, this is to let their son become cannon fodder and test the combat power of the Han army!

Use your life to clear the way for the Huns!

But what can I do? In the eyes of the grassland people, isn’t the so-called subsidiary just for this job?

Zhao Ponu impatiently said: "Shut up!"

Everyone immediately fell silent.

"There's something wrong in the city, can't you idiots see it?" Zhao Ponu yelled, "Wash your eyes and take a look. Does the leading general of the Han army in the city look like that useless governor?"

"this……"

A group of people looked at each other.

Qianhu Ada said cautiously: "The Han army has fewer people than us, is it normal to be quiet?"

"That's normal!" Zhao Ponu sneered, "Are you just like the children in the tribe who are no taller than a wheel? You are all babies who have never been on the battlefield!"

"The Han army is a pack of wolves, not sheep! No matter how stupid the head wolf is, the pack is still a pack of wolves and will not turn into a pack of sheep!"

"Our army came all the way, and all the Han beacons they encountered along the way ran away, but it didn't stop them from lighting beacons at all. Is this normal?"

"Think about it with your rusty brains. Did such a good thing happen when you went south in the past? Why didn't you wipe out those nail-like beacons first?!"

After saying this, Ada also fainted.

"Yes, in the past, the Han defenders in the beacon fire tower would use their lives to block our warriors and buy more preparation time for the rear."

"When I came here this time, except for some scouts, I didn't see a single resistance force?"

Zhao Ponu's pro-army Qianhu Minhecha said disdainfully: "Wanhu thinks too much. Maybe the prefect is not a brainless wolf at all, but a sheep as timid as a mouse?"

"No matter how brave the wolves are, they will lose their courage if they are led by sheep!"

"idiot!"

Zhao Ponu whipped Min Hecha's face and said angrily: "Where is the messenger who sent the message before? Call him here. I have something to ask!"

There was a blood stain on Min Hecha's face, but he didn't have any anger at all. Instead, he flattered and apologized repeatedly.

Zhao Ponu was disdainful.
Chapter completed!