Chapter 264: The Xiongnu Changes Ownership
There were only Zi Nu and Tian Xuan in Tian Xuan's room. Zi Nu repeatedly wet a towel with hot water and wiped Tian Xuan's head and face. When the water in the basin cooled down, Zi Nu did not rush to order the servants to bring in another basin of hot water, nor did she wake Tian Xuan up to let him drink the sobering soup which was also a little cold.

In the light of candlelight, Zi Nu's eyes never left Tian Xuan's handsome face. Her gentle and beautiful eyes were extremely focused. She stared at Tian Xuan without blinking, as if she wanted to imprint his figure in her heart.

"What is your relationship with 'him', little brat?"

After staring at Tianxuan for a long time, Zi Nu started to speak. As she spoke, this extraordinary woman who came to Tianxuan because of a mysterious "him" slowly stretched out her jade hand and placed it on Tianxuan's handsome face. The physical contact was particularly loud due to the narrow environment.

As she said this, Zi Nu lowered her beautiful head, as if she was nestling in Tian Xuan's arms.

"What a loving couple!"

Before Zi Nu's delicate head fell on Tian Xuan's chest, a cold voice suddenly sounded, echoing in Tian Xuan's room like a rolling wave. With these words, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, as if it had crossed spring, summer, and autumn in an instant and came to a cold winter day.

"who?"

Although Tianxuan fell into a deep sleep, his instincts as a master were still there. Moreover, Zi Nu wiped his head and face with a soaked towel for a long time, which greatly relieved his drunkenness. The sudden coldness and murderous aura woke Tianxuan from his deep sleep. Before he opened his eyes, he shouted with anger.

When Tianxuan opened his eyes, he grabbed the saber on the shelf not far away with his right hand, and it turned into a stream of light and fell into Tianxuan's palm. He added his condensed and domineering power to the damaged saber, making the blade shine brightly, tearing apart the darkness in the room and replacing it with dazzling light.

Click!
In an instant, Tianxuan transformed from a drunkard into a warrior who could fight at any time, with his eyes full of vigilance. However, what happened next completely destroyed Tianxuan's prestige. The saber in his hand was barely holding, and then it was blessed by Tianxuan's domineering and condensed innate energy.

All the cracks on the blade expanded, and with sharp sounds, endless debris fell to the ground.

Click!

In the end, even the handle of the knife held in Tianxuan's hand was not spared and broke in the middle, leaving only half of the handle in Tianxuan's hand.

"Hehehe."

All this seemed complicated, but in fact, from the sudden words to the iron-forged saber, which collapsed because it could not withstand Tianxuan's innate energy, it took only a few snaps of the fingers. Tianxuan suddenly woke up from his sleep and looked at the bare handle in his hand, speechless.

At this time, the voice sounded again, with a smile containing a hint of ridicule.

"My dear husband, you are quite alert. However, the weapon in your hand is not very good. How about I go back and ask that old fellow Gongshu Chou to forge a new sword for you?"

boom!
As he spoke, a surge of golden flames appeared in Tianxuan's room. In the golden flames, the three-legged golden crow in the legend loomed. It seemed that under Tianxuan's feet was the burial place of the golden crow shot down by Dayi, and now it wanted to return to the world.

Wow!

Beside the golden flames, a clear moonlight as bright as water is spreading. The moonlight, which should be invisible and intangible, is constantly compressed inwards under the manipulation of exquisite and profound skills, revealing a slender and graceful figure, like the fairy Chang'e who lives in Guanghan Palace, residing in the moonlight and coming to the world.

hiss!
The sudden change frightened Zi Nu so much that she separated from Tian Xuan in a flash. The familiar tone made Zi Nu guess the identity of the person who came. However, such a strange and mysterious appearance still made Zi Nu feel panic and gasp.

………………prairie.

In Wushuang City, the victorious Qin army celebrated wildly; on the prairie, there was wailing everywhere.

Chanyu Touman personally led an army of 200,000 to attack Wushuang City, intending to seize this city that controlled the Hexi Corridor and control the Hetao region. Before the expedition, everyone thought that Chanyu Touman would win the battle, and the Xiongnu people who stayed on the grassland were ready to divide the spoils. However, the final result was unbelievable to all the Xiongnu people.

Most of the 200,000 Xiongnu main forces were killed, leaving only 40,000 to 50,000 soldiers and horses to return. Seven of the 12 Xiongnu generals, including the left and right wise kings and the left and right great Danghu, died in the battle. Chanyu Touman fled back to the grassland in a panic under the protection of more than 10,000 remaining soldiers, but he was also seriously injured.

"Cough cough cough."

King's tent.

The severely wounded Touman Chanyu was as pale as paper. His originally strong body was restrained by the heavy injuries and the impact of this tragic defeat. He lost dozens of pounds in just a few days. He coughed rapidly, and with the cough, drops of blood flew and fell on the people in front of the bed.

"Great Chanyu!"

"Father!"

……

The people kneeling in front of Touman Chanyu's bed were hit by the blood, but no one raised their hands to wipe it off. They shouted in panic. Four or five young men and children had tears in their eyes. Touman Chanyu's concubines, led by Hu Ji, cried even more bitterly. The whole royal tent was shrouded in an atmosphere of sorrow.

"Modun, you...come here!" After a violent cough, Touman Chanyu raised one hand and waved to a heroic young man.

"Father!"

This heroic young man was the eldest son of Touman Chanyu and Qian Yanshi: Maodun. Maodun was only thirteen years old this year, but he was already a master of archery and acted in a very methodical manner. No one in the Xiongnu high-ranking officials dared to regard Maodun as a child, and he was recognized as the heir to the position of the Xiongnu Chanyu.

"I... I can't go on." After calling his 13-year-old eldest son to his side, Touman Chanyu stroked Maodun's cheek, which looked so much like his own, with his trembling hands and said with a wry smile, "After I die... after I die, you... you must treat your brothers and sisters well! Okay?" At the end, Touman Chanyu's eyes actually showed pleading.

As the successor, Hu Ji was deeply favored by Touman Chanyu. Under Hu Ji's influence, Touman Chanyu intended to send Maodun to the most powerful force in the grassland: Donghu as a hostage. However, due to the suddenness of the battle of Wushuang City, it could not be carried out. Originally, Touman Chanyu wanted to send Maodun to Donghu after the battle.

Tuoman Chanyu knew that if he passed the throne to the son born to Hu Ji, when he died, Hu Ji and her son would be sent to accompany him. He could only pass the throne to Maodun and pray that Maodun would spare his younger brother's life.

"it is good!"

Facing Touman Chanyu's pleading eyes, Maodun, who had already decided to kill Hu Ji and her son after his father's death, softened his heart, which was made of endless wind and snow, and responded to his father's last request in a deep voice.

"After I...I die, you...you must inherit my...my will!" Touman Chanyu, who left a glimmer of hope for his young son, changed his identity and became a great hero on the desert grassland from a dying father. "Unify the grassland, go south to the Central Plains, and avenge...me!"

(End of this chapter)