Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

Zhao Lang raised Li Shang and Hu to 250 masters, and continued,

"Give me something."

Immediately, Hu Hai took out a small knife with a face full of reluctance.

Seeing the knife, Zhao Lang's eyes lit up.

This small knife has a very strange shape, the blade is like a wolf's teeth, and the handle cannot be seen from the material, but it is as warm as jade when you start it.

There were two characters engraved on it, but Zhao Lang didn't recognize it.

"Confiscated."

Zhao Lang said lightly.

"what?!"

Hu Hai was taken aback, and quickly said,

"Brother Lang, it's me..."

Zhao Lang glanced at him and said,

"Since you like looking for things so much, go back and watch those Hun women and children. Don't miss one person, one sheep."

Then they looked at the other two, and the two of them straightened their faces, and said,

"Brother Lang, I'm going to take my brother with me."

Then quickly slip away.

Hu Hai also left dejectedly.

Zhao Lang played with the knife for a while, looking at those two words, he was a little curious.

There is a high probability that the things in this place belong to the Huns.

But he didn't remember that the Huns had writing.

Handing the knife to Lu who was beside him, Lu took a look and said very naturally,

"General, this is the original Zhao country's writing, and it is written with the word Maodun."

"Modun!"

Hearing these two words, Zhao Lang was shocked.

This is the first Shanyu of the Huns in later generations!Zhao Lang still remembered it!

Suddenly, Zhao Lang unconsciously remembered the young leader of the Huns that he chased and killed that night.

If that person was really Mao Dun, Zhao Lang felt that he had made a big mistake.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang couldn't help looking in the direction of the Xiongnu royal court.

At this moment, a spy ran towards him,

"Urgent report!"

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A few days later, the royal court deep in the grassland.

Countless yurts form a piece, like a city of yurts, with a strange sense of magnificence.

At this time, the edge of the yurt city.

In a camp with hundreds of people, Mo Dun looked at the messenger in front of him with a livid face,

"Shanyu said that he has no time to accept your audience recently, so he asked you to wait in the camp."

"Also, don't make trouble, and don't bother your brother."

The envoy said Shan Yu's instructions, and finally pointed to the side and said,

"And Shan Yu sent you a fine horse."

After the messenger finished speaking, he left without looking back.

After the envoy left, Mouton almost angrily knocked down everything around him, roaring,

"That old guy doesn't even want to see me! He only puts his energy on women!"

"Look at these yurts! Is this what we Huns look like!"

"Still protecting my brothers who are not as good as trash!"

Seeing this scene, the leaders of the Xiongnu at the side hurried forward to hold him back,

"Boss! Be careful what you say! Boss!"

"This is the royal court, it's your father's territory!"

"Be patient! Be patient!"

Mao Dun had finished venting at this time, and he also knew that what these people said was right, so he gasped and said,

"Help me prepare a good horse, tomorrow I will go to see King Zuo Xian."

King Zuo Xian is the title of nobleman with the highest status in the court of the Huns.

Followed by King Zuoguli, King Youxian, and King Youguli, collectively known as Sijiao.

If Mouton wants to do his own thing, he must obtain additional support.

Seeing that Mao Dun had regained his sanity, the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A leader of the Huns said with a smile,

"Yes, chief, we..."

At this moment, a Hun who was covered in blood and dried up ran up, crying,

"Leader Maodun! It's not good, the Qin army from Yunzhong County came out of the Great Wall and found our tribe!"

Hearing this, Mao Dun's body was startled suddenly. His tribe was the only tribe that returned within two hundred miles of the Great Wall after the war!

But this time he brought two thousand cavalry back to the royal court, and only one thousand cavalry remained in the tribe.