Zhao general Li Mu immediately sent troops to pursue them and won several small victories. However, the Huns were not willing to fight and retreated while fighting.
Li Mu then stopped pursuing and returned to Zhao Jingdai County.
His return also brought news. Through interrogation of the prisoners, he learned that the Huns suddenly withdrew because the leader of the Huns died suddenly.
Luantangman was anxious to go back to attend the funeral and fight for power, so he suddenly withdrew his troops.
When Zhao heard the news, the whole country rejoiced.
King Zhao laughed in public at the court meeting and said that the leader of the Huns had been punished by heaven.
At this time, only a few people knew that the leader of the Xiongnu was killed by Zhao Huaizhong's subordinate Ye Yufu.
In Xianyang, the black bird flew thousands of miles across the sky and flew back.
At dusk on this day, the black bird fell from the sky and landed outside the main hall of Yeyu Mansion.
Zhao Huaizhong retrieved the small gourd from Xuanniao. The light flickered, and the generals of Ye Yu Mansion appeared one after another in the gourd.
Mu Qingkong, Fan Qingzhou and others who stayed behind in the palace also stood on the square outside the main hall to welcome the generals' triumphant return.
Seeing Xia Xin and others covered in wounds, Mu Qingkong's face showed envy.
He also wanted to go to the Xiongnu's lair and kill him, even if he died, he would have no regrets.
It's a pity that someone has to stay behind.
There were also many case files to be processed in the mansion, and lots were drawn later to decide who would stay and who would go. Mu Qingkong and four or five other generals had stinky hands and were willing to admit defeat and stay at home to guard the house.
When Baiyao and others came back, Zhao Huaizhong stood in front of the main hall to greet them, and all the generals saluted.
Baiyao said: "Wei Chen and others are lucky to have lived up to their orders and the prince's trust. The Lord of the Huns is dead!"
Only then did Mu Qingkong and others realize that the Lord of the Huns had been killed.
This is equivalent to a confrontation between two countries. It is a supreme feat to kill the other side's monarch.
In the Ye Yu Mansion, cheers surged.
"What happened to the people in Ye Yu Mansion?"
In the Wude Hall next door, Ye Qi, Yue Qing and others listened attentively, looking confused.
Soon after, Baiyao and other generals who went out to conquer were called into the main hall of Yeyu Mansion.
"You and everyone else can rest for half a month and recover from your injuries. I will personally host a banquet for you to celebrate your success."
Zhao Huaizhong looked at Baiyao, Xia Xin and others.
He took out a few small jade bottles, all of which were based on his reputation. They were prostituted from Mu Yangjing and Jiang Shu. They were holy healing medicines produced by Shen Nong. They had excellent effects, making life and death human flesh and white bones.
Zhao Huaizhong looked at the white medicine, picked up a jasper vial and handed it to him.
This vial was given to me by Jiang Ji, a prodigal daughter, and is extremely precious.
"This medicine should be able to heal your injuries. It will take you a few days to recover."
"promise!"
Baiyao bowed and took out a white leather bag from his arms:
"This is something Wei Chen found from the leader of the Huns after his death. It was carried by him, so it must have some origins, so Wei Chen took it back."
Zhao Huaizhong took it in his hand, lowered his head and looked at it. There was nothing special about it, so he put the bag away and would look at it later when he had time.
After Baiyao and others left, he also left Ye Yu Mansion and came to Huacao Residence.
Sunset evening.
In the courtyard of Huacaoju, Mu Yangjing was squatting there, staring down at the ground.
Jiang Shu was also there, and the master and apprentice looked attentive. When they heard Zhao Huaizhong come in, they didn't even look up.
Zhao Huaizhong came close and looked at the ground, and saw a small seedling breaking out of the ground, emerald green and crystal clear.
What's strange is that there are strands of chaotic air, like the convergence of the breath of heaven and earth, surrounding this seedling.
Although it is a seedling, it already has a unique and magical look.
Zhao Huaizhong said in surprise: "Did the seeds planted that night grow?"
"Um."
Mu Yangjing's eyes were fixed on the seedlings on the ground: "One of the four immortal seeds passed down by my Shennong family through the ages has finally come alive. Unfortunately, I still can't tell what it is."
The eyes of Mu Yangjing and Jiang Shu were full of joy.
For these four immortal seeds, Shennong has been waiting for a long time.
When she spread the news to the clan, that night some elders from the clan came to Xianyang from their ancestral homeland hundreds of miles away to see the seedling.
Late at night.
In the courtyard of Huacaoju, four old people, three men and one woman, formed a circle, taking the place where Jiang Shu and Mu Yangjing had been in the afternoon, and focused on the seedlings in front of them.
"What kind of fairy seedling is this? Can you tell?"
"The fairy seedlings are not ordinary plants. I have never seen them before. How do you know what they are?"
"Can it be transplanted back to our ancestral land of Shennong?"
"No, although the seedlings are small, they have already begun to absorb the energy of the earth's veins. They have even intersected with the fate of the Great Qin State, colluded with each other, and moved without authorization. The fairy seedlings may retract into a seed state, wasting all their efforts."
"Then let's move. Let's move to Xianyang."
"Okay, move now."
Several old people murmured.
Inside the house, Jiang Shu and Mu Yang looked outside quietly.
"Zu Weng and the others are not really coming to Xianyang, are they?" Jiang Shu asked in a low voice.
"No, at most I will go back after staying for a while. They can't bear to part with so many flowers and plants that they have grown since childhood." Mu Yangjing looked calm.
"Oh." Jiang Shu nodded.
Mu Yangjing glanced at her: "I heard that within the Great Qin Dynasty, ministers have mentioned the matter of the Qin prince and his concubine several times in recent days. What do you think?"
Jiang Shu's face turned red and she said, "If he doesn't say anything, I can't bring it up."
Mu Yangjing patted Jiang Shu's head lovingly, with a somewhat complicated mood: "Why don't we let Zu Weng and the others talk to Qin Chu while they are here."
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The weather on the prairie has begun to become cold.
Luotuanman gave up walking with other soldiers halfway, and hurried on with the shaman who was accompanying him. He spent two days and traveled thousands of miles, and finally returned to White Wolf City.
At this time, the whole city of Bailang City was plain, for the funeral of the King of the Huns.
In the palace, Luotantuo's body was lying on his back.
After Luantanman came back, surrounded by a crowd of people, he stepped forward to check.
The corpse's eyebrows were broken, and a sharp aura still lingered in the wound for many days.
The great shaman stepped forward, stretched out his hand to grasp, and strands of sharp energy gathered together, forming the shadow of a weapon.
However, the next moment, the shadow of the soldier exploded in the hands of the great shaman, and countless auras captured by it returned to the forehead of Luotantuo's corpse as if spiritually, still overflowing with sharp auras.
"This wisp of war energy has not dissipated for a long time. It is still raging in the king's body, killing his body and three souls."
The great shaman has a deep voice.
"This should be the sage from the south who took action, promoted the immortal soldiers, and killed the king."
"Saint? Didn't the great shaman say that the saints of the southerners should not be easily contaminated by the wars between countries? Otherwise, they will be related to the fate of the country and the ups and downs of a country. In the words of the southerners, they will be involved in cause and effect.
Why would a saint attack and kill my father?"
Luantanman's face was gloomy: "What was the situation at that time?"
The great shaman said: "The other party said he came from the Great Qin Ye Palace.
They suddenly appeared in front of the main hall of the palace. They came with a strange force and no warning. We were unprepared.
When I rushed over, it was already a step too late, and the king was finally stabbed between his eyebrows."
Another general stood up: "What impressed me most was the armor on the attackers.
The defensive power of their armor is very strong, and the attack power of their weapons is also difficult to withstand.
The battle lasted only a short time, but our Xiongnu soldiers would lose more than 3,000 people. The other party was besieged by us, but the casualties were less than 1,000, and all the bodies were taken away by them. They would rather increase the casualties at the last moment than leave us any remains.
Or the remains of armor.
That armored thing is definitely not ordinary."
Luantanman asked in a deep voice: "Where are my father's belongings? That leather bag sewn with the skin of the White Wolf King."
The great shaman was stunned for a moment.
He was shocked by the death of Luantatuo and did not notice Baiyao's actions in time.
When I thought about it at this moment, I remembered that a white skin bag rolled off Luotantuo's body and was taken away by the other party.
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Xianyang.
Late at night, in the study room of the Crown Prince's Mansion, Zhao Huaizhong took out a white leather bag and touched it with the power of a saint.
The skin suddenly changed from the size of a palm to nearly half the size of a human being.
Zhao Huaizhong poured out the contents.
Wow!
The items in the bag fell out together.
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