Teasing the First Dragon at the Start

"So that's how it is. I never thought that the woman who was hailed as the Great Wall of Iron would one day fall weak and collapse. It's truly a blessing from heaven for our Xiongnu."

Maodun could no longer hide his elation, and his lips unconsciously curled up.

The old shaman asked, "Chanyu, when shall we launch our attack?"

Maodun gazed into the distance with her beautiful eyes, looking at the withered grass rising in the wind, and said with a smile, "The wind is getting stronger and stronger. It's the perfect time for a fire attack. Quickly gather all the troops."

"When the Xia army is thrown into chaos by the fire, join me in charging into the Xia army camp, capturing and killing General Meng Tian. I want to grab her hair and drag her to the altar, and use her blood to atone for the long-standing shame of the Xiongnu."

"Yes……"

The old shaman bowed and touched his chest in a gesture of respect.

Soon, the sound of horses' hooves thundered, and troops from various units began to assemble.

Amidst the billowing dust, banners embroidered with different totems converged here—sheep, bears, eagles, deer…

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the golden wolf head banner in the camp.

This was the symbol of the Xiongnu royal court.

A gentle breeze blew, causing the Hu-style clothing to flutter in the wind, revealing the wild, wheat-colored skin.

Maodun took out the golden dagger from her waist and stuck it into the wooden stake with a "bang". Her beautiful eyes stared straight in the direction of Xia Jun, and her chest heaved with emotion.

“Meng Tian, ​​when you led your army north, you took the Hetao region from my mother, took the southern Gobi Desert from me, and even took away the Xiongnu’s right to be the overlord of the grasslands. Now… I will take it back tenfold and let you taste what it’s like to lose everything.”

Chapter 329 Captured and Bringed Back to Xianyang to Perform the Hu Skirt Dance

On the way to Mohe.

A vast army is marching at breakneck speed.

Numerous totem flags fluttered in the air, stirring up countless grains of sand and dust on the road.

A tall woman dressed in Hu clothing rode a Ferghana horse in the middle of the army. Wolf heads were embroidered on her long legs, and a golden dagger was tucked into her slender waist. She was none other than Modu Chanyu of the Xiongnu.

As she spurred her horse forward, she shouted, "Advance quickly! We must capture and kill Meng Tian today!"

Beside her, the Donghu King, the old Chanyu, and a group of fierce generals from various Xiongnu tribes were also traveling at a rapid pace.

Seeing Maodun's anxious expression, the Donghu king asked in confusion, "Chanyu, we have just suffered a great defeat and our morale is low. If we continue to march so hastily, we may not be able to withstand the attack of the Xia army."

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Maodun's exotic and pretty face.

She began, “As the saying goes, speed is of the essence in war. The Xia army is currently suffering from natural disasters, and with their commander-in-chief falling ill, their morale is even lower than ours. They have also committed a grave mistake by setting up camp in succession. This is the perfect opportunity for a surprise attack.”

"As the saying goes, speed is of the essence in war. The Xia army would never have expected us to lead our main force to attack at this time."

"The wind will ignite the fire, turning the Xia army's camp into a sea of ​​flames, causing them to flee in all directions. We only need to chase and kill the fleeing troops like wolves among sheep, and Meng Tian and the others will surely be defeated."

Seeing this, the King of Donghu thought for a while and then said, "But I have a feeling that something is not right. Could this be a trap set by the Xia army?"

"Hehehe..."

Maodun chuckled and said, "Whether it's setting up camp or the impact of the plague, such a large-scale impact cannot be concealed. Besides, I have already sent spies to investigate, and the news is undoubtedly true."

"The Xia army today is like a dilapidated thatched hut. We only need to kick it once, and this behemoth will collapse with a crash."

The King of Donghu frowned slightly: "But..."

Maodun yanked the reins sharply, glancing at the Donghu king with some displeasure: "There are no buts. The wind is blowing from the northwest, and the Xia army is setting up camp in this direction. What is there to worry about?"

"I think you're terrified of Meng Tian."

Upon hearing Maodun's words, the Donghu king dared not say anything more and could only shake his head helplessly, perhaps he had been overthinking things.

With a command from Maodun, the generals shouted to advance, and the speed of the entire army increased once again.

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On the highlands around Mohe.

Bai Su and Meng Tian were gazing into the distance, occasionally discussing something.

At this moment, a guard ran over quickly, cupped his hands, and said, "General, a large number of troops are approaching from the front."

Meng Tian was taken aback and quickly asked, "How many troops does the enemy have?"

The guard clasped his hands and said, "Reporting to the general, the enemy army is a mighty force stretching for several miles, numbering at least 200,000. They are marching very fast; when I scouted them just now, they had covered less than ten miles."

Bai Su smiled and said, "It seems that the bait we cast has finally been caught. Maodun finally couldn't resist and wants to settle the score with us."

Meng Tian said somewhat helplessly, "Let alone the Chanyu Maodun, even if I were unaware of the situation, I wouldn't be able to resist such a big bait."

As they spoke, the ground rumbled, and even the small pebbles were shaken up.

Like a black torrent, the Xiongnu cavalry approached from afar.

Clearly, Modu's all-out attack was aimed at annihilating the Xia army on the grasslands and reclaiming the entire southern desert in one fell swoop.

As Meng Tian gazed at the Xiongnu cavalrymen charging towards the camp, each carrying a torch and wielding a long sword, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his fair forehead.

Her palms were sweating, and she couldn't help but ask, "Young master, are you sure Dongfeng will come today?"

Although the seemingly endless 800-li-long camp was actually only on the outer edge, the interior was mostly empty. The main force was hidden in the Yinshan Mountains, waiting to block the Xiongnu army's retreat and seize the opportunity to attack from both sides.

Even if something unexpected happens to the battalion, it won't lose too many men.

However, if the fire continues to spread northwest, the entire army will be thrown into chaos, and if the Xiongnu army attacks from behind, it will be difficult to escape.

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, it didn't matter if she died on the battlefield. As early as the day she joined the army, Meng Tian had already prepared to die on the battlefield.

But Bai Su is different.

As the Grand Master of Ceremonies, Bai Su is His Majesty's most favored right-hand man. If anything were to happen to her and she fell into the hands of the Xiongnu, how would she explain it to His Majesty?

Bai Su stood on a high slope, gazing at the approaching Xiongnu army, silently calculating the time in his mind.

Logically speaking, it should be the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), and the east wind should be blowing by now, but why is it still not here?

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky paused, and the air seemed to stop flowing.

Upon seeing this, Meng Tian was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Young Master, look, the wind direction has changed!"

Just then, the Donghu army from afar rushed into the vanguard camp, raising torches and setting fire to every tent they saw, and the fire quickly spread.

Seeing this, Bai Su couldn't help but laugh and said, "Good, quickly dispatch the archers and have the whole army fire arrows. If there is no east wind, try to keep them here as long as possible. Use torches as a signal to let the troops hidden in the valley cooperate with us to attack from both sides."

"If the east wind comes, then light a big fire. The fire will spread towards the Xiongnu. They were originally charging towards us head-on. Faced with such a change, it is impossible for the 200,000 troops to change direction temporarily. The command will become more and more chaotic."

"What we need to do is very simple: completely crush the main force of the Xiongnu, win a battle that will bring thirty years of peace to the border, and leave no force in the southern and northern grasslands that can rival our Central Plains. Ideally, we should capture Modu Chanyu and bring him back to Xianyang to perform the Hu skirt dance for His Majesty."

When Meng Tian heard that Bai Su wanted to capture the Xiongnu Chanyu, he danced for His Majesty like a dancer.

She couldn't help but burst out laughing. As expected of Lord Bai, he could even come up with such a humiliating thing.

However, it does sound very appealing.

Wherever rivers flow and wherever the sun and moon shine, all is part of the territory of my Great Xia.

All nations came to pay tribute, all directions paid homage, and leaders of the four barbarian tribes sang and danced.

Thinking of this, she drew her sword and said coldly, "If we win this battle, you will be the one to deserve the greatest credit. When we return to Xianyang, I will personally recommend you for the victory. As for now, leave it to me. All troops, listen to my orders... Prepare for battle."

Chapter 330 The Fallen Wolf God

Maodun stood on the high slope, watching the raging fire burning in front of the Xia army camp in the distance, his heart already boiling with excitement.

at last……

She was finally able to avenge herself and defeat Meng Tian and the Central Plains army he led.

She had to admit that ever since she faced these troops from the Central Plains, the fluttering black bird banner had become a source of psychological trauma for her.

First they were driven out of the lush Hetao region, and then the southern grasslands of Inner Mongolia were taken away.

As the overlord of the grasslands, she was driven to the northern grasslands, known as the Muddy Land, like a stray dog. Every night, she dreamed of the shadow cast by the black bird banner.

And now, she finally severed the Black Bird Banner for the first time, and with a great fire, she allowed the great Wolf God to be reborn in flames.

The wolf god will bite off the black bird's neck and once again become the master of this land.

Maodun felt a pounding in her chest, as if her blood was churning. She couldn't help but shout, "All troops, advance at full speed! Be ready to pursue and kill Meng Tian's routed army!"

However, at that moment, the Donghu king's pupils suddenly contracted, and he hurriedly said, "Chanyu, something bad has happened! They've stopped in the northwest."

Maodun immediately sensed something was wrong, but how could he take back the arrow shot by the sons and daughters of the grasslands?

Looking at the army still charging towards the enemy camp, she said coldly, "Keep advancing. No matter what, make Meng Tian perish in this sea of ​​fire."

The Donghu king squinted, looking into the distance, and said, "Chanyu, the enemy has attacked. How could the Xia army react so quickly? Could it be that they were already prepared?"

Maodun stared intently ahead, her slender hands gripping the reins tightly. A growing sense of foreboding washed over her. She gritted her teeth and said, "Kill them all..."

But before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a cool sensation on her face as her black hair slid down her cheek.

For a moment, she froze, somewhat incredulously asking, "This...this is the East Wind?"

The Donghu king didn't hear clearly and was taken aback: "What did you just say, Chanyu?"

"Whoo~"

Suddenly a strong wind blew from the east, causing the robes of the people standing in front of the formation to flutter.

In an instant, everyone seemed to realize something, and their terrified gazes turned to the distance.

Why did the east wind suddenly start blowing?

Maodun broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly said, "Oh no! The wind has suddenly turned to east! Isn't that smoke and fire coming towards us now...?"

Sure enough, what happened next was exactly as she had predicted.

Thick black smoke billowed towards the Xiongnu troops, dimming the light and making it difficult for them to open their eyes.

What was most terrifying was that the fire spread along the dry grass on the ground towards their location, like a huge ring of fire that was constantly expanding.

The warhorses snorted and retreated uneasily, refusing to obey their master's commands, and the army began to stir with growing disarray.

"Quick...get out of here! If the fire spreads, it will be too late to escape..."

Seeing the sudden resurgence of the fire and the Xia army shooting incessantly from the camp gate, the Donghu King broke out in a cold sweat. He wanted to order his troops to retreat to the rear of Yinshan Mountain.