After sending Fan Ni'er away, Zhou Sen held several meetings with the core figures of Zhenshuiguan.
On the third day, Zhou Sen quietly left Zhenshuiguan under the cover of darkness, leaving behind the Golden Eagle of the Sea of Clouds and the Heavenly Rat and a clone.
The Cloud Sea Golden Eagle and the Tongtian Divine Rat are the security guarantee of Zhenshuiguan. As long as the Yunhai Golden Eagle is there, Zhenshuiguan does not have to worry about the mobilization of the Crusaders. As for the Tongtian Divine Rat, apart from protecting the Yunhai Golden Eagle, there is no need to worry about it.
Specific tasks.
At present, Zhou Sen has no experience in controlling clones, and this is the first time for remote control like this. However, there is still no problem in fooling the soldiers and civilians at Zhenshuiguan and the crusaders outside the city.
After Zhou Sen left, Zhenshuiguan began to take the initiative frequently to confuse the crusaders outside Zhenshuiguan and avoid suspicion.
That night, Zhou Sen and Fan Nier met up.
Under the vast stars, Zhou Senqing took off his sword and took Vannier to fly with the sword in the sky. A huge superpower shield excluded the turbulent airflow, forming a warm world.
Fannie'er was wearing a sexy blue dress brought from Earth, leaning on Zhou Sen's body with her eyes slightly closed.
"Zhou Lang, in the past few years, Ni'er is afraid that you will forget me." Fan Ni'er murmured softly.
"……Won't."
Zhou Sen's expression was stagnant. Naturally, he didn't dare to tell Fan Ni'er that after he took the amnesia kudzu, he had completely forgotten about Fan Ni'er. However, as his skills became deeper and deeper, he became
After entering the semi-immortal body, the effect of the amnesia kudzu was eliminated.
Zhou Sen couldn't help but secretly rejoice. If he met Fanni'er while taking amnesia kudzu, things would have been very serious. With Fanni'er's arrogant character, he might never meet again in this life.
At the same time, Zhou Sen thought of Shen Huimin and Ming Xian Mingkong. Thinking of them, Zhou Sen felt inexplicably depressed. Where had they gone...
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"Zhou Lang is depressed, what are you thinking about?" Fan Ni'er asked softly.
"It's okay." Zhou Sen shook his head.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou. Sister Xuannv is not a simple person. She is the number one gangster on the list of gangsters in the Han Empire." Fan Ni'er was smart enough to immediately guess what Zhou Sen was thinking.
"Well, I hope they're okay." Zhou Sen nodded.
"Zhou Lang, should we go directly to the Xiongnu to find King Shanyu?" Fan Nier changed the subject to avoid Zhou Sen being unhappy.
"Yes." Zhou Sen nodded and said: "The situation in Wuchao City is getting worse and worse now. It is estimated that it will not last long. If King Shanyu wants to get the promise, he must give something!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou. The new King Shanyu is a sensible man. Otherwise, he would not take the initiative to ask to see you."
"Haha, it's not that simple for King Shanyu to meet someone from Zhou." Zhou Sen smiled faintly.
"Why did Zhou Lang say that?" Fan Ni'er was stunned.
"I, Zhou Sen, once killed a river of blood among the Xiongnu clan, and killed King Shan Yu and Master Ye Rong, the King of Kung Fu. The Huns all hated me to the core. Even if they showed some respect, it would be disrespectful to me.
Compared with the respect of the strong, that little bit of respect is nothing."
"Ah... then... then... will King Shanyu be detrimental to Zhou Lang?"
"It's hard to say that now is the most difficult time for the Han Empire. It stands to reason that when King Shan Yu wants to get rid of the control of the Han Empire, this is the time to add insult to injury."
"Why hasn't he taken action yet?" Fannie'er looked solemn.
"After the last battle between the Xiongnu and the Han Empire, their vitality was severely damaged, and Wuchao City was in danger. Even if King Shanyu wanted to, he did not dare to take action. The best way was to wait for the Han Empire and the Cross
When both armies were defeated, the Shanyu King took advantage of the situation to rekindle the power of the Xiongnu clan. If possible, he could drive away the Crusaders, and the entire Han Empire would belong to his Shanyu King..."
"...He...he would really think so?"
"Haha, I will definitely think about it, but Shanyu is not a fool who overestimates his capabilities. He is still waiting and watching."
"What are you waiting for?" Fannie'er asked.
"Watch and see who will win between the Crusaders and the Han Empire, and then whether I am sure of defeating the winner. If he cannot defeat him, he will choose a force to rely on. I think what Shanyu wants to do most now is to add insult to injury and defeat the Han Empire.
Kill the old enemy, then claim credit, attach yourself to the Crusaders, recuperate, and then try to make a comeback..."
"Then why does Shanyu want to negotiate with you?"
"Haha, this is easy to explain. I, Zhou Sen, am the hatred of the Huns. As long as I, Zhou Sen, don't die, the Chanyu will not dare to openly betray the Han Empire. When he meets me, he is just looking for an opportunity to kill
Just kill me. As long as I die, no matter whether it is betrayal or loyalty, it will only be good for him, and there will be no harm to him."
"Ah..." Fan Nier's face turned pale.
"However, when he is hesitant now, after all, the risk of killing me is very high. If the Han Empire finally wins the victory, after the Han Empire recovers its strength, the Huns may be in danger of being exterminated. Therefore, he met with me
, you want to make a judgment through me, and you can also take the opportunity to assassinate me. Once you kill me, you will not only avenge old Shanyu and Master Ye Rong, but also boost their morale."
"Mr. Zhou, we're not going." Fan Nier gritted his teeth and held Zhou Sen's arm.
"Don't worry Ni'er, it's not that easy to kill me, Zhou Sen." Zhou Sen smiled slightly and took Fan Ni'er into his arms.
"Zhou Lang, Ni'er is worried... um... 嘤嘤..."
Before Fan Ni'er could speak, she let out a blood-curdling moan (abbreviated to 5,000 words here)...
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Beautiful scenery all the way.
The two of them walked and stopped in Wenrou Township for five hours before they arrived at the Xiongnu Prairie. By this time, it was already evening.
After arriving at the grassland, a familiar scent hit my face.
Zhou Sen was filled with emotions. Back then, he had fought life-and-death battles with a group of comrades here. Time has changed. Unexpectedly, the Han Empire, which was originally prosperous, has fallen to pieces. Sure enough, it was thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.
, things are impermanent.
The two soon arrived at a campsite near the lake.
The torches burning in the camp are like countless stars dotting the dark grassland, which makes people think a lot.
Inexplicably, Zhou Sen thought of King Zuo Xian. When he assassinated King Zuo Xian, King Zuo Xian's camp was also by the lake...
"Zhou Lang, Shanyu's camp is by the lake, let's go there." Fan Ni'er lost all her gentleness and her expression became serious. She actually took off the bow and arrow on her back, and a pair of blue eyes shot out an icy cold light, as if
A beast that can burst out and hurt people at any time.
"Ni'er, don't be nervous. We shouldn't be the ones who are nervous." Zhou Sen's eyes flashed with emotion, he patted Fan Ni'er's shoulder and comforted him gently.
"Um……"
"Chanyu, Zhou Sen of the Han Empire has arrived, and he hasn't come out to greet him in person!" Zhou Sen suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar that shook the sky.
"Ah..." Fan Ni'er suddenly looked stunned, "Zhou Lang, what are you doing?"
"I am Zhou Sen, the undefeated God of War of the Han Empire. Is it possible that he wants me to go and see him, a little Xiongnu Chanyu?" Zhou Sen laughed loudly and said so proudly.
"Zhou Lang is really thoughtful." Fan Ni'er sighed and said, "Zhou Lang's courage immediately suppressed King Shan Yu. Presumably, facing the famous undefeated God of War, King Shan Yu did not dare to act rashly.
The most important thing is that with Zhou Lang’s shout, all the Huns knew that Zhou Sen was coming, and it was impossible for Shanyu to kill Zhou Lang without anyone noticing..."
"Haha, Ni'er Bingxue is smart." Zhou Sen laughed.
"Ni'er is not smart. Ni'er always acts as an afterthought, but Zhou Lang always makes plans and seizes the opportunity." Fan Ni'er said with a bitter smile.
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There was a commotion in the camp, people were running around in panic, and countless torches were burning.
Soon, hundreds of Xiongnu soldiers rushed to where Zhou Sen was standing and formed a huge circle, with a look of fear on everyone's face.
Even though the Han Empire was at the end of its power, Zhou Sen's name was still a god-like presence on the Xiongnu prairie.
There was a moment of silence, a suffocating silence.
Everyone held their breath.
A burly young man walked over surrounded by dozens of people, and the soldiers who formed a circle around Zhou Sen made way like a tide.
Chanyu - the new king of the Xiongnu grassland!
Zhou Sen looked at the young man walking slowly over and couldn't help but be startled. He didn't expect that the new Chanyu was about the same age as him, which surprised him.
Zhou Sen stood as still as a rock, staring at Chanyu with a pair of deep eyes, neither happy nor angry, calm and calm.
Finally, Shan Yu stopped less than five feet in front of Zhou Sen, and the two young men stared at each other.
"Are you Zhou Sen?" Shan Yu's eyes were like daggers.
"Are you Shanyu?" Zhou Sen looked aloof, his eyes as deep as the vast stars.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Suddenly, Chanyu pulled out the bright and sharp sword, which looked like an unsheathed sword, filled with murderous intent.
"Aren't you afraid?" Zhou Sen looked at Shan Yu calmly, with a fleeting smile on his lips.
"What am I afraid of? This is the Xiongnu steppe, and the Han Empire has too much time to take care of itself. What do I have to be afraid of!" Shan Yu sneered.
"Because, I am Zhou Sen, Zhou Sen on the list of ruthless bandits. Moreover, I have killed King Zuo Xian, Yu Wenshi, the previous Shan Yu, and Master Ye Rong, the King of Kung Fu. Who are you afraid of if you are not afraid of me?"
Zhou Sen suddenly burst into laughter, and his soaring heroic spirit actually caused the storm to surge, and the surrounding soldiers retreated one after another.
"You..." King Shanyu restrained his anger.
"King Shanyu, this time, I, Zhou, have lowered my profile and traveled thousands of miles to meet you. You must think carefully. Every decision you make is related to the rise and fall of the Xiongnu clan for thousands of years!" Zhou Sen looked at him.
Suddenly it became extremely sharp, as if it was about to pierce Shanyu's internal organs.
"Are you trying to convince me to be loyal to the Han Empire?" King Shan Yu sneered.
"King Shanyu, you think too highly of yourself, but you asked Fan Ni'er to call me here, not me, Zhou, who shamelessly asked me to come. Even though the Han Empire is surrounded by war, I still don't bother to shamelessly come to you.
Shanyu asks for help!"
"..." Shanyu opened his mouth, glanced at Fannier, but said nothing. He could not have imagined that Zhou Sen would actually say in front of so many people that he asked Fannier to call Zhou Sen over, which left him unable to argue.
Because Fannier was right next to Zhou Sen, and judging from Fannier's expression as if she was about to face a powerful enemy, Fannier would not show mercy to him.
"King Shanyu, I know your ambitions. I want to take advantage of the invasion of the Han Empire by foreign enemies to add insult to injury. Here, I want to tell you that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. If the king of Shanyu does anything wrong at all,
, I, Zhou Sen, will definitely lead thousands of troops and horses to conquer the Xiongnu prairie. King Shan Yu, please don’t forget that I am a famous ruthless bandit on the list of ruthless gangsters. If I, Zhou Sen, say that I will bloodbath the Xiongnu prairie, you must know it.
The consequences." Zhou Sen was filled with murderous intent, forcing the soldiers around him to take a few steps back again. Every soldier had a look of fear on his face.
"Are you threatening me?" Shan Yu was furious, and the sword in his hand glowed with dazzling brilliance because of his anger.
"So what if I threaten you!"
A long sword with a severed head and thick back suddenly appeared in Zhou Sen's hand. Under Zhou Sen's urging, the long sword exuded a heart-stopping murderous aura.
The surrounding soldiers and generals couldn't help but shudder. You must know that many people here have witnessed Zhou Sen's invincible majesty back then.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Zhou Lang, why is this happening?" Fan Ni'er looked at Zhou Sen with a disappointed face. She did not expect that Zhou Sen had no intention of negotiating at all, nor did she expect that Zhou Sen actually wiped out Shan Yu's face in front of countless soldiers.
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"Nie'er, this Chanyu is very ambitious and doesn't think about the future of the Xiongnu clan. He doesn't want to negotiate at all. He just uses you to call me here and kill me quickly. Then, he will establish his prestige in the Xiongnu clan and bring him to the Xiongnu clan.
The fate of the entire Xiongnu clan is tied to his personal honor. This person is short-sighted and incapable of planning!" Zhou Sen said loudly.
"Zhou Lang has misunderstood. King Shanyu is a very far-sighted king. He knows the truth of death. Now the Han Empire is in danger. If he wants to add insult to injury, Wuchao City will not be saved. I hope Zhou Lang will think twice!"
"That's it..." Zhou Sen was startled, then cupped his hands and said: "King Shanyu, Mr. Zhou was trapped by the situation in the Han Empire. He acted recklessly and made wrong judgments. If I am offended, please forgive me!"
"Huh!" King Shanyu snorted coldly.
"King Shanyu, please bear with me for Fan Ni'er's sake." Fan Ni'er saw that there was some looseness between King Shan Yu's eyebrows, and quickly struck a match while the iron was hot.
"Forget it, lest General Zhou say that I, the Huns, are stingy." Shanyu put away his sword.
"Haha, King Shanyu is indeed an immortal hero with a broad mind. No wonder Ni'er has praised him many times." Zhou Sen also put away his sword and laughed.
"It's easy to talk about." Hearing that Fan Ni'er actually praised him in front of Zhou Sen, Shan Yu's originally angry expression softened a lot.
The situation that was originally on the verge of breaking out suddenly calmed down as the two men put away their weapons, and the surrounding soldiers and generals breathed a long sigh of relief.
In the Xiongnu prairie, even the most arrogant herdsmen would not want to challenge Zhou Sen's authority personally. You must know that both Yu Wenshi and the King of Gongshu died under Zhou Sen's sword, and these two people, in the Xiongnu clan,
, can be said to be a mythical figure.
After some polite exchanges and settling the old suspicions, King Shan Yu held a grand reception ceremony for Zhou Sen. A blazing bonfire was lit on the grassland by the lake, and the air was filled with the tempting aroma of roasted mutton.
Under the light of the bonfire, some energetic prairie girls danced passionate belly dances, and Zhou Sen couldn't take his eyes off them.
"Zhou Lang, do you look good?" Fan Ni'er pouted with a look of jealousy.
"It looks good..." Zhou Sen replied casually, and suddenly realized something was wrong. He turned around and looked at Fan Ni'er's expression, and he suddenly looked embarrassed.
"Zhou Lang's city is too deep, so Ni'er is always a beat too late." Fan Ni'er hit Zhou Sen on the shoulder.
"Why did Ni'er say this?" Zhou Sen was stunned.
"Humph, Zhou Lang, don't think that Ni'er is really a fool. As soon as you met Shan Yu, you gave him a warning and made some things clear so that Shan Yu would not dare to be arbitrary. He must call the clan members for discussion. There must be many clan members.
Will support an alliance with the Han Empire. After all, the Xiongnu people don’t know much about the Crusaders and dare not take risks... Now, it seems that the Xiongnu people are begging to form an alliance with the Han Empire. When the time comes to negotiate, Zhou Lang will not give or ask for anything from the Xiongnu.
...Ni'er doesn't even know that you are taking advantage of her, but she is worried about Zhou Lang's safety..." Fan Ni'er became more and more annoyed as she thought about it, and grabbed Zhou Sen's arm desperately.
"Ahem...it's not as complicated as you think..." Zhou Sen could only endure the pain. He did not dare to activate the "Invincible Secret Book" to protect himself. When a woman is angry, it is best not to provoke her.
"Also, you deliberately pretended to be lustful, making Chanyu mistakenly think that you are a womanizer. When the time comes, you will definitely let me negotiate with you in private, and then...then...then, the Huns
The benefits of the clan have become the contribution of me, Fan Ni'er..." Fan Ni'er's anger suddenly extinguished, and she snuggled into Zhou Sen's arms and said softly: "What Zhou Lang is thinking in his heart always makes people happy.
Unbelievable, when Ni'er thought about it just now, he suddenly realized that Zhou Lang was originally afraid that Ni'er would be mistaken for being a traitor to the enemy by his tribe..."
"As long as Ni'er understands, no matter what agreement is reached, you should be a heroine of the Han Empire and the Huns!"
"Hey... Mr. Zhou, do you want Ni'er to serve you today?" Fan Ni'er's face turned red.
"Are you alone?" Zhou Sen looked disappointed and glanced at the enthusiastic girl who was belly dancing.
"Pooh……"
The originally charming Fan Ni'er buried her head in Zhou Sen's arms, but her hands tightly held Zhou Sen's arm and wouldn't let go.
In the camp, Shan Yu resigned with excuses and looked solemn. Zhou Sen announced the secret of the negotiation in public, breaking his plan and forcing him to summon the respected elders of the clan to discuss together.
As Zhou Sen expected, although the Huns had a sworn feud with the Han Empire, they were more willing to cooperate with the Han Empire. After all, the Huns and the Han Empire understood each other, and the Crusaders were unheard of.