"Utani?"

Tadun put down the brush in his hand and said, "Come in and talk."

A scout, breathing heavily, knelt down in front of Tadun. He looked at Zhang Ming hesitantly, not knowing whether he should speak or not.

"But it doesn't matter!"

The scout lowered his voice and said, "Shanggu fell, Wu Yanyong surrendered to Huaxia, and is now leading his people to the south day and night."

Tadun took a breath of cold air: "How is it possible?"

"Wu Yanyong has 50,000 elite soldiers, and Loulan has long since ordered no one to go out recklessly to prevent the invasion of China. Why did he take the initiative to attack?"

"Wu Yanyong is loyal to his adoptive father. He is an old man who helped his adoptive father rise from obscurity. How could he surrender to China?"

The scout hesitated and said, "Wu Yanyong did not leave the city and head south. Instead, the Chinese broke into the city gates, led by Zhao Yun and Zhang He. As for why he surrendered, we still don't know. All of our living tribesmen and soldiers, under his leadership, marched south day and night."

Tadun pondered for a while and waved his hand.

After the scouts withdrew, he looked at Zhang Ming who was standing beside him and asked, "Sir, what do you think of Wu Yanyong's going south?"

Zhang Ming thought for a while: "Normally we wouldn't be surprised if Wu Yanyong died in battle, because he was famous for his tough neck. But now he is leading his people south to submit to the Chinese. This proves that he was frightened by the Chinese and the courage in his body was broken."

Tadun nodded: "I thought of this, but why did China ask him to go south?"

"The best way shouldn't be to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight each other, let the Wuhuan people fight among themselves. No matter which side the casualties are, it will weaken the fighting power of the Wuhuan people. Why go south?"

"The daily consumption of food, drink, and feces for these 100,000 people is not a small amount. I really don't understand."

Zhang Ming was silent for a while: "Your Majesty should know the fate of the Huns."

Tadun took a deep breath and said, "Are you saying that Zhao Yun and Zhang He want to copy the way they conquered the Xiongnu and completely assimilate our Wuhuan people?"

"His heart is so cruel!"

Zhang Ming said: "My king, now is not the time for you to bide your time. When this news spreads throughout the grassland, people will be in a panic. How will you deal with the upcoming war?"

"Zhao Yun and Zhang He are two great generals. Their fighting power is equal to that of tens of thousands of soldiers."

“There is something I don’t know whether I should say or not.”

Without waiting for him to finish his words, Tadun waved his hand and said, "Don't say such depressing words."

"The Wuhuan people were able to dominate the grasslands and defeat the Xiongnu, who had dominated for years, because they never gave in and would not shy away from the enemy's sharp edge."

"Besides, even if we avoid it, where can we go?"

"Now is autumn, when all trees are withered. When the heavy snow comes, it will be colder the further north you go. There will be nothing to eat, and it will be a dead end."

Zhang Ming sighed softly: "If the king is unwilling to endure for a while, then we can only try to integrate all our strength."

"I think you should talk to Loulan."

"The danger of Wuhuan is more important." Tadun nodded slowly: "Generals, come in!!"

Several generals who had been kneeling outside for half a month were stunned, as if they had heard an incredible sound. After a brief daze, they entered the study one after another.

"Marshal, you are finally willing to see us."

"Marshal, have you figured it out? Now that King Qiu has been killed by the Chinese, you are the only one who can take up the responsibility on the grassland."

"So you must stand up, otherwise the tribes will be in panic, each with their own plans, like a pile of loose sand. Let alone dealing with China, even dealing with those rebellious people on the grassland will still be as difficult as ascending to heaven."

"therefore."

If it were an ordinary situation, hearing these chaotic voices, he might just smile calmly, be humble, and then appease these powerful generals in the army.

But today he was in a very bad mood. He was not surprised that China sent troops, and he was not even surprised that Shanggu was broken. However, Wu Yanyong's defection made him feel that things were beyond his control, and this uncertainty made him feel uncomfortable.

But he was a man who accomplished great things, and he did not show his emotions, even though he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He said calmly: "Just now, a secret report came from Shanggu that the Chinese army had conquered Shanggu, and Wu Yanyong led his people to surrender."

With just these words, the study room, which was as bustling as a market, suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then an expression of disbelief flashed in their eyes.

"How is this possible?"

"Wu Yanyong surrendered? Impossible!"

"He is known to be a tough guy, how could he surrender?"

Tadun said: "The news cannot be wrong, I have confirmed it again and again."

"You are all the backbone of the army. You should know that the Wuhuan are in danger of extinction."

"If we don't work together, I'm afraid the reputation our ancestors have earned will be destroyed in one move."

"And they will become slaves of the Chinese."

Several people showed anger on their faces, stiffening their necks: "Marshal, you give the order, we all listen to you, that's it"

Tadun waved his hand: "You can't say such things. Even if you really want it in your heart, you can't bring it out now."

"The reason why I didn't leave the mountain before was very simple. I felt that my foster father's kindness to me was greater than the sky, higher than the mountains, and deeper than the sea."

"But now there are powerful enemies outside and chaos inside, and I have no choice but to bear these pressures."

"The first step is to unite all the forces of Wuhuan and concentrate all our efforts to win this battle and let the Chinese know that we are not made of clay."

"So." (End of this chapter)