Three Kingdoms: I am not Liu Bian

Chapter 186 Lü Bu: Just follow me and charge down, kill the enemy on sight!

The warm sun shone brightly, dispelling the morning mist. Although it was already noon, there was no feeling of scorching heat.

The royal court's wolf-head banner fluttered under the azure sky, and hundreds of snow-white tents were bathed in sunlight, as if sprinkled with fine gold leaf.

The Xiongnu nobles who remained at the royal court, bare-chested and each embracing a beautiful woman, sat around seats covered with luxurious cashmere carpets, raising their wine cups high and drinking and laughing wildly. In their drunken haze, their songs and the melodies played by the musicians echoed each other in the sky above the royal court.

Several drunken Xiongnu nobles staggered away from their seats and danced wildly with the dancers, trampling on the Han army banners bearing inscriptions such as "Prefect of Xihe Xing" and "General of the Xiongnu Wang," as they sang and danced.

Several Xiongnu nobles even tore off the clothes covering the bodies of the beauties beside them and had sex on the spot, without any attempt to hide it from others, who just laughed loudly.

"Old Wang, the Great Chanyu is fighting at the front. Is it inappropriate for us to be so frivolous and joyous?" The Right Chief Commander looked at the group of Xiongnu nobles, who were completely drunk, and for some reason, he felt uneasy. He spoke up to remind them, "Besides, everyone is feasting here, and no one is guarding or patrolling outside. If..."

However, the old man called "Old Wang" instantly darkened his face, his expression displeased. He slammed his wine cup heavily on the table and said impatiently, "Alright, alright, you're showing off your military strategies learned from the Han people again. Let me ask you something!"

Where did the Han people come from?

The old king was the father of the Great Chanyu!

Not every Great Chanyu was able to pass on the position to his son. Whether voluntarily or by force, the position of Great Chanyu often passed to his nephew or other outsiders.

The fathers of these new Great Khans were respectfully addressed as "Old King".

As for this Right Chieftain, who was among the twenty-four chieftains of the Xiongnu, he usually highly praised and promoted Han culture, and was regarded as an outsider by the Xiongnu nobles and was disliked by everyone.

If it were anyone else, they would have been killed in the battle against the Han army, but who told him to be the leader of the Lan clan, a noble Xiongnu tribe?
The Huyan, Lan, and Xubu clans are all noble lineages.

This is why, when Xubu Gudu Hou rebelled, even though many people did not support him, they did not cooperate with Qiangqu Chanyu and the Han army to besiege Xubu Gudu Hou.

Among the twenty-four chieftains of the Xiongnu, the left and right chieftains were always important advisors to the Great Chanyu, and the position was held by members of the Lan clan for generations. The Lan clan had always held a prominent position in the Xiongnu tribes, so it was natural that Xubu Guduhou needed the support of the Lan clan to establish himself as Chanyu.

The old Xiongnu king raised a cup of wine, slowly rose, faced the crowd, and laughed: "My second son, the Right Wise King of the Xiongnu, is leading 30,000 men north to defend against the Han people in Wuyuan Commandery; my eldest son, the Great Chanyu of the Xiongnu, has occupied Xihe Commandery and killed Zhang Yi, the governor of Bingzhou. Now the Han people are struggling to defend Taiyuan Commandery, so how can they possibly cross thousands of miles to attack the royal court?"

"Don't the Han people have a saying, something like 'dog man worries about the sky falling'... Ah, is it 'wolf man worries about the sky falling'?"

The old Xiongnu king pointed at the Right Chieftain and sneered. He naturally knew the phrase "a man of Qi worrying about the sky falling," but he deliberately humiliated the Right Chieftain by calling him a dog. What could he do?

My eldest son is the Great Chanyu of the Xiongnu, my second son is the Right Wise King of the Xiongnu, and my third son is the Right Guli King of the Xiongnu!
The Great Chanyu is winning battle after battle and inflicting a great defeat on the Han army!

Once Jinyang is captured, most of Bingzhou, which belongs to the Han people, will eventually fall into the hands of the Xiongnu!

My son will be the restorer of the Xiongnu!

Seeing that his father and the Right Chieftain seemed to be arguing, the Right Guli King quickly stepped in to smooth things over, raising a cup of wine to the Xiongnu King and saying, "Father, let's drink a cup of this Han nectar and celebrate my brother's great achievements together!"

The old Xiongnu king threw his head back and laughed, took the golden nectar handed to him by the maid and drank it all in one gulp. The sweet wine slid down his throat, and he tore off a piece of roasted lamb rib drizzled with honey and ate it with great relish, his mouth dripping with oil.

Seeing that the old Xiongnu king had stopped arguing with the Right Grand Commander, the Right Guli King glanced at the Right Grand Commander and gestured for him to raise his cup in celebration.

Although the Right Chief's words had somewhat dampened the mood of the banquet, he also understood that what the Right Chief said was not without reason.

The Right Chieftain noticed the Right Guli King's hint, raised his wine cup, and said, "Congratulations on the Great Chanyu's great achievements!"

Everyone raised their glasses in agreement, and the unpleasantness from before gradually dissipated amidst the sounds of drums, music, and dance, as if it had never happened.

However, just as everyone was immersed in the singing and dancing, rows of crimson Han Dynasty military flags with black borders fluttered in the wind. The air was filled with the rich aroma of roasted lamb, and even Lü Bu couldn't help but feel his mouth water at the tempting smell.

After the army left Shangdang County and entered Xihe County, they ate dry rations and drank raw water, and dared not even light a fire, all in order to quietly outflank the Xiongnu rebels.

At this moment, let alone the aroma of roasted lamb sprinkled with expensive seasonings, even a bowl of hot porridge would be enough for Lü Bu to lick the bowl clean without leaving a drop.

If even Lü Bu was like this, what about the soldiers below him?
Lu Bu gripped the lance that was resting on his horse's belly and sneered, "Ha, we eat cold food and drink cold water all day long, while these barbarians sing and dance, living a carefree life."

"Fengxian, how should we fight?"

Li Jue rubbed his hands together, his eyes filled with a crimson light as he looked at the Xiongnu royal court, swallowing hard repeatedly.

He's craving it!
But what he was craving wasn't roasted lamb!

He was actually craving those Xiongnu nobles!

Those people down the hillside weren't barbarians at all; they were clearly the noblemen who helped him rise to high office and become a general!

"how to spell?"

"Just follow me and charge down there! Kill the enemy on sight!"

Lu Bu slapped the horse's rump, and the Red Rabbit Horse understood its master's intention, neighed, and charged down the hillside like an arrow.

Zhao Yun, riding a white horse, followed silently to Lü Bu's left rear, while Zhang Liao, riding a black horse, followed to Lü Bu's right rear.

The three of them rushed down the hillside in a triangular formation, heading towards the Xiongnu royal court.

The sight of three horses—one red, one white, and one black—quickly came into view of the Xiongnu people, but the drunken Xiongnu nobles mistook this unexpected scene for a specially prepared equestrian performance.

It wasn't until Lü Bu, Zhao Yun, and Zhang Liao rushed close and everyone saw their Han army uniforms that the drunken Xiongnu nobles snapped out of their daze, and fear instantly spread across their faces.

The old Xiongnu king hastily drew his sword, watching with trepidation as the three men charged into the crowd, killing anyone they saw. Though there were only three of them, they seemed like unstoppable gods of death.

He then looked around in alarm, his eyes filled with doubt and fear as he gazed at the Han cavalry surging towards him from all sides of the hillside.

"Han...Han army!"

He couldn't understand why a Han army would appear in the royal court. Had his eldest son's army been completely wiped out?
Thinking of this, the old Xiongnu king felt even more terrified, and his hand holding the scimitar trembled uncontrollably.

Among the crowd, Lü Bu's sharp eyes immediately locked onto the old Xiongnu king sitting in the main seat.

His luxurious attire, unlike any other, and the exquisite scimitar inlaid with jewels in his hand, all exuded his nobility and immediately attracted his attention.

This person must be someone of extraordinary status!

With this thought in mind, Lü Bu swept his lance across, creating an opening. With a shout, his red steed, Chi Tu, burst out of the opening like a crimson gust of wind, heading towards the old Xiongnu king.

Before Old Wang's horrified eyes, the sharp spear tip pierced his abdomen in an instant.

The red-horse neighed and raised its front hooves high, while Lü Bu lifted the corpse of the old Xiongnu king and held it high in the air.

(End of this chapter)