Among the nineteen countries in the world, eunuchs have always been looked down upon by others. To call them nicely, they are said to be internal officials and ministers. To call them unkindly, they are said to be hermaphrodites.
But if someone calls a eunuch a "sir", then this eunuch must be something special.
Shan Xin in front of him, Shangguan Mu and Bai Hua before him all respectfully addressed Zhao Rui as "sir."
In their view, Zhao Rui is their Bole. Without Zhao Rui, they don't know how long it will take to realize their ambitions.
"You're welcome, young general. You are the grandson of Old General Shan. No matter what, His Majesty will put you in high regard. I am not good at military affairs. I will definitely rely on the young general when I get here."
Shan Xin was a little embarrassed by the praise and immediately took out a pure gold saber.
"This is the sword of King Zuoxian of the Xiongnu. It should be regarded as a meeting gift from the general to your Excellency."
Zhao Rui didn't show any pretense and directly put away the saber.
King Zuo Xian was not very good at fighting, but he was really good at making such messy things. He actually made a sword out of pure gold.
Then he and Shan Xin went to the Xiongnu Xiangbing.
These people were kneeling on the ground, their faces ashen as death.
The Xiongnu and the Great Shang had been fighting for hundreds of years and had long been unrelenting enemies.
In their case, as long as the Xiongnu caught the soldiers of Dashang, they would be executed immediately. The better ones were treated as slaves.
Therefore, these Huns soldiers had no hope of returning alive.
Originally, they wanted to fight to the death, but they were too tired from traveling for days, and Shan Xin's attack was too sudden, so they were caught before they could react.
"Sir, these Huns are so abominable, I think it would be better to kill them to sacrifice the flag!"
Shan Xin's eyes were full of hatred.
He had stayed at the border for such a long time, and his hatred for the Huns was engraved in his bones.
Zhao Rui shook his head.
"When the Great Shang State was established, it was subject to submission from all directions. The tribes in the northern grasslands were also considered His Majesty's subjects. Why kill them?"
While speaking, Zhao Rui deliberately raised his voice so that several nearby Huns soldiers could hear him, and then he climbed onto the high platform.
"Soldiers, you should all be herdsmen on the grassland. You were forcibly recruited to fight here. In the eyes of Emperor Shang, you are all his subjects. Today I will let you go on behalf of the emperor! If you are willing, you can stay.
Come down and join our Great Shang Border Army. If you don't want to, you can leave now."
As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar.
Many soldiers of the frontier army had been fighting against the Huns for decades. From young to old, they hated the Huns so much that they never expected that Zhao Rui would let them go so easily.
The Huns also looked in disbelief, and many looked at Zhao Rui with suspicion.
At this moment, a Huns who looked like a general stood up.
"Sir, do you really want to let us go?"
Zhao Rui took out the gold medal command arrow.
"My words are the orders of Emperor Dashang. The reason why Dashang and the Xiongnu have accumulated hatred for so many years is because the Xiongnu king is greedy. He not only forced you herdsmen to go south, but also continued to plunder my Dashang people. This is intolerable.
This is intolerable! I, Zhao Rui, am here today to promise to the people of both sides that one day I will kill the King of the Huns so that you can live a good life!"
This impassioned speech suddenly entered everyone's mind.
Whether they are Xiongnu soldiers or Dashan border troops, they were ordinary people before coming here. No one wants to fight here endlessly.