Zhang Hand stationed troops in Helan and sent ships to assist in the defense of Henan. To the east, in the direction of Shangjun, Han Xin also led 20,000 people to the north quickly to block the Xiongnu's way south.

Maodun was not stupid. Since the Six Kingdoms had retreated, there was no need for him to fight with the Qin army and just rob and run away. This was what the Huns liked best!

"I hope the Huns will go south to complain and fight us decisively."

But it is obvious that Maodun's purpose is to plunder the population, not to collect all the people in their hometown.

Zhang Han couldn't help but regret: "In this way, it seems that we have driven the Huns out of Henan, but in fact, they can still occupy Beijia and the south of Yinshan Mountain, and can go south again at any time to attack our frontier fortress. In this way,

The tens of thousands of troops could only be dragged by the Xiongnu to the north, Shuofang and Shangjun, unable to move!"

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At the same time, Han Xin, who did not yet know the specific movements of the Xiongnu, was in Yulin in the north of Shangjun. While he was delighted with the Hou Yin he had obtained, he was also pondering the meaning of this "Yishan Hou".

After a setback, Han Xin was far from swollen enough to dare to say anything to Hei Fu, "The king can only command a hundred thousand ministers, the more the better." In addition, there was little ink in his stomach. After asking several military scribes in succession, Han Xin finally

I "understood" Marquis Wu Zhong's good intentions.

"What's beneficial is better."

"The good is the best."

Han Xin pondered: "Is this encouraging me not to be satisfied with the achievements in front of me, but to continue to forge ahead, obtain better and greater achievements, and become the Marquis of Che?"

But now, there is an opportunity in front of Han Xin to strengthen the army.

A foreigner with a thick beard and braided hair stood in front of Han Xin, claiming to be Lou Fanjun's envoy, and was making a request to him that, to the ears of Central Plains people, was unbelievable and overestimating one's capabilities.

"As long as the general can give us one thousand kilograms of gold cakes, he will be our employer. The three thousand knights on the floor can serve the general with their bows and horses within the next year!"

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Chapter completed!