Seeing that he had made up his mind, he rode close to Huyantong and said immediately: "Prince, now is not the time for women to be kind. If you don't find a scapegoat, once the king gets angry, I'm afraid you and I will both bear the consequences." I can’t afford it. There’s an old saying among people who work: a dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist. From my point of view, that’s quite reasonable.”
I was still hesitant at first, but when I heard what Bu Xian said, I became even more shaken.
Seeing that Hu Yantong had not yet made up his mind, Bu Xian rolled his eyes and continued: "Prince, we are defeated this time. Even if the king can spare us, what will the warriors below think? The prince has lost the battle. Will they still recognize you in the future? If not, how will you inherit the throne in the future? The prince still needs to make a decision quickly."
When it comes to his succession to the throne, this is definitely a big deal. Hu Yantong no longer has any other thoughts. He nodded with a gloomy face and said: "The former Young Master said that, even if it is so, then this time We can only wrong General Qi Huai."
"The prince is right." Hu Yantong finally nodded. Bu Xian breathed a sigh of relief and winked at the soldiers around him. At the same time, the soldiers around Hu Yantong also gathered together. And moved towards the place where Qi Huai was.
Qi Huai still looked sad while riding on his horse.
He knew very well how strong Badao was. Now that the Chinese army could break through their interception, there could only be one outcome, and that was that Badao might have been killed or captured.
Those are 15,000 elite Xiongnu cavalry. Why can't they stop the Chinese cavalry?
Even if you can't stop it, there's nothing wrong with delaying the opponent for a while, right?
But the reality is so cruel, it slapped Qi Huai in the face and made him full of worries about the future.
The cavalry of the Dahua Army is so powerful. If this is the case, will there be a way for their Huns cavalry to survive in the future?
Originally, they relied on their own cavalry, which was fast enough, flexible, and powerful in combat. Worst of all, they couldn't escape even when they couldn't be beaten?
But what about now?
When their opponents also have cavalry and are more ferocious than them, what do they have left?
Thinking of the existence of such a cavalry of the Chinese Army that is stronger than them, I am afraid that it will be difficult for them to survive in the future, let alone revive the Xiongnu and revive the prestige of Dadi. It seems that something needs to be changed. The strategy is to at least find a place to stay. If not, don't go back to Beidi. At worst, go west. The territory there is very vast. With the strength of the Xiongnu, they can still find a place to settle down. Bar.
First there is a foothold, and then it develops slowly. After the population is established and it becomes strong again, it will then consider expanding outwards.
Although this kind of thinking is somewhat negative, in Qi Huai's view, this is the path that the Huns should take. Only by doing this can there be a way to survive.
It has to be said that Qi Huai still has some thoughts. At least he and Wei Qian'er thought about this matter together, and they were both ready to go west, away from the area controlled by the Dahua Army first. But he only had empty ideas. The biggest difference between him and Wei Qian'er is that he only has the right to make suggestions, not decisions.
While he was still thinking about his thoughts and his mind was empty, his body suddenly tightened and he saw several lassoes already tied around his body.
But among the army, Qi Huai was not on guard, so he was caught in a trap. When he first looked around in panic, and then saw that the person who did it turned out to be one of his own family members, he couldn't help but curse.
"What do you want to do? Don't you know who so-and-so is? Do you want to rebel?"
Qi Huai was shouting here, which quickly attracted the attention of a group of Huns cavalry. Some of his own soldiers were approaching here on horseback with swords. But all this was because of Bu Xian's words.
Stopped. "Don't panic, everyone. This time, I and the prince are not targeting anyone. It's just because Qi Huai led everyone to defeat. In order to prevent him from escaping, we had to use some means. And as long as others don't
If you move, this matter will naturally not affect you. On the contrary, whoever dares to move will be treated as a crime."
"Yes, this is what Xiao Wang meant." Hu Yantong stood up at the right time and expressed his attitude.
King Hu Yangai was not here, so everyone naturally followed Hu Yan Tong's lead. Now when they saw the prince standing up, they all stopped and no one dared to come forward.
If Badao was still there, he would naturally not be afraid of these people and would save his master, General Qi Huai, even to the death. Unfortunately, he had already gone ahead, and the newly appointed captain of the soldiers did not have such courage.
Qi Huai was quickly tied up without interference, but he never stopped struggling. At first, he shouted that he was wronged, but when he saw that both the prince and the young master looked at him with sarcastic expressions,
He changed to yelling and swearing.
He had been working hard for the Huns and the Huyan clan, but he never expected that he would not die among the enemy's opponents, but would die unjustly among his own family members. How could he be willing to do so?
The curses became more and more unpleasant, until they turned into direct greetings to the ancestors of Huyantong, which made Huyantong very angry. There were so many Xiongnu warriors, in front of so many people.
In the face of such a humiliation, no wonder he was ruthless.
"Come here, pull out Qi Huai's tongue and see how he still screams." In anger, Hu Yantong said this. Then someone stepped forward and opened Qi Huai's mouth.
, pulled out his tongue, and it was bleeding profusely.
Of course, the scene quickly became quiet, so quiet that not long after, Qi Huai died. I don’t know whether it was because of anger or the worsening of his injuries.
Qi Huai died, but Hu Yantong didn't feel any pain in his heart. Whoever asked him to scold his own people? A slave dares to say something wrong about his master. Such people should die no matter how talented they are, otherwise everyone
Learn from it, where is his dignity?
On the contrary, he breathed a sigh of relief when this man died, and then ordered the army to speed up. He wanted to tell his father everything that happened here. Of course, he would have to portray himself as a victim when the time came.
Even on the battlefield, Qi Huai refused to obey orders, which led to this huge defeat.
They didn't encounter any trouble along the way. At midnight, nearly two thousand Huns cavalry finally came back. When Huyantong was still thinking about how to pretend to be pitiful, he saw a father.
The guard next to him ran over quickly.
As soon as he arrived in front of Hu Yantong, the guard fell to his knees with a plop and said with tears in his eyes, "Prince, you are finally back. Go and see the king. The king is quick..."
"What happened to your father?" Hu Yantong was shocked by the sudden change in front of him.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is about to die." The guard said the rest of the words in one breath, and then looked like he was sobbing.
When he heard that his father was dying, Hu Yantong's mind went blank. He really couldn't figure it out. Wasn't his father always in the army? Then who would threaten his safety? What happened?
?
Thinking that it was most important to see his father, Hu Yantong didn't care about the guards kneeling on the ground, and hurried towards the king's tent. When he rushed into it, what he saw was the dying appearance of the Hun King Hu Yan Gai.
Hu Yantong is no longer a normal man. For others, he may still be able to survive, but as a former king, how can Hu Yangai bear this anger? Since Wei Ao'er and the others left, he has been
The more I wanted to be angry, the more I fell into coma several times. When I woke up, my condition was getting worse each time.
When Hu Yangai rushed over, he just breathed a sigh of relief.
When he saw his son appearing in front of him, Huyangai suddenly regained his strength, as if returning to his former glory. But he only said a few words, which was to let Huyantong continue his throne and rely on General Qihuai at the same time.
He is a loyal man, and with his help, perhaps the Huns may still survive.
That is to say, after saying this with great effort, Hu Yangai could not take a breath and swallowed his breath. The king of the past generation died in such a humiliating manner, and even when he died, he was not a complete body.
Huyan Gai died like this, and Hu Yantong finally succeeded to the throne as he wished, but he was not happy at all. Without it, the current situation is really too bad. Even Qi Huai, as his father said, would not be happy now.
If he dies, who can he rely on?
If it weren't for wartime, Hu Yantong might still have a chance to adjust and find talents for him to use. But now, the situation is deteriorating day by day. At this time, where is the talent that can turn things around?
Hu Yantong knew very well what he was capable of. It was simply impossible for him to lead the Xiongnu out of the predicament and become strong again. As soon as he thought about it, he would not even think about it after his father returned.
There was no time to feel sad, so he sat down on the ground and thought about how to deal with the future.
Compared to Hu Yantong, when Bu Xian returned to his tent, he saw his father whose hair seemed to have turned gray overnight.
"Abu, what's wrong with you?" Bu was shocked when he saw his father in this state.
When Bu Jie saw his son returning, he seemed to have found someone to complain to. He grabbed his son's hand and said, "No more, it's all gone. All the wealth accumulated by our Bu family over the years has been lost to that vicious woman Wei Qian'er."
It was taken away, taken away."
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