Three Kingdoms: Ten Times Speed, Diao Chan Says I'm Too Fast

When Qiangqu Chanyu saw the look in Yufulona's eyes, he clearly realized something.

But unfortunately, it was too late.

The reason why the chief's position is kept at a distance from the positions of other tribal leaders is not only to maintain the order of seniority and hierarchy, but also to prevent other tribal leaders from suddenly launching an assassination attempt.

However, at this time, Yufuluo and Qiangqu Chanyu were too close to each other.

Yufuluo sat down next to the same table as Qiangqu Chanyu.

The father felt sorry for his eldest son, who only had one leg and had traveled a long way to visit him.

Qiangqu Chanyu was born into the Xiongnu, into a noble family, and lived in an environment far removed from the core of power struggles, where patricide and fratricide were not uncommon.

From childhood to adulthood, I've heard and seen countless stories of fathers and sons, as well as brothers, fighting for power.

Compared to the Han Dynasty, the Xiongnu's living environment and the influence of Ziyuan fostered their wolf-like lifestyle. Sometimes, if they didn't fight, they would only die.

But Qiangqu Chanyu never expected that such a thing would one day happen to him.

At this time, Yufuluo was too close to the location of Qiangqu Chanyu.

The dagger that had just been lying in Yuvro's hand, covered in mutton fat and used for cutting meat, crossed the distance between the two.

puff.

Qiangqu Chanyu lowered his head in surprise, looking at the dagger stuck in his chest, then raised his head to look at his eldest son, whose eyes were filled with ferocity.

“Father...you want to pass the position of Chanyu to Huchuquan, but I am your eldest son!”

With a ferocious expression, Hufro gritted his teeth and twirled the dagger in his hand.

The powerful force caused the dagger to twist against Qiangqu Chanyu's chest, making a scraping sound, and Qiangqu Chanyu's face contorted in pain.

Before Qiangqu Chanyu could even open his mouth to shout, Yufuluo moved his body and pressed one hand against Qiangqu Chanyu's mouth, forcing him down.

With one hand firmly holding the dagger, and the other hand tightly covering Qiangqu Chanyu's mouth.

At this moment, Huvro's face resembled that of a ferocious, hungry wolf, as he roared at the old wolf king.

Even the wolf king grows old, and at that time, the younger wolf pack leaders will challenge the old wolf king to seize the pack's dominance.

This is the age-old natural law of survival for wolves on the grasslands.

The Xiongnu, who used the wolf as their totem, naturally inherited this wolf-like trait.

“Father, you made Huchuquan curry favor with Duan Yu, you made Huchuquan live by Duan Yu’s side, and you want Huchuquan to inherit the position of Xiongnu Chanyu.”

"But what about me? Have you ever thought about it? I am your eldest son. My leg was broken for the sake of the Xiongnu. You despise me for being crippled, but have you ever considered my feelings...?"

"If Huchuquan becomes the Chanyu, will he spare my life in order to curry favor with Duan Yu?"

"When he inherits the wolf pack and becomes the wolf king, will he still allow me to live among the wolves...?"

"Father, please tell me..."

Hufro's suppressed voice was like the low growl of a hungry wolf.

The Qiangqu Chanyu, who was struggling, suddenly stopped struggling.

The look in those eyes was extremely complex.

Qiangqu Chanyu clearly wanted to say something, but his mouth was covered and he couldn't open it.

Lying on the ground, the Qiangqu Chanyu, who had stopped struggling, tightly gripped the hand of Yufuluo that was pressing the dagger.

Yufuluo instinctively thought that Qiangqu Chanyu was trying to struggle and pull out the dagger, so he twisted the dagger even harder and crushed Qiangqu Chanyu's heart.

However, Qiangqu Chanyu did not live up to Yufuluo's expectations.

The Qiangqu Chanyu raised his hand and simply gripped Yufuluo's wrist tightly, leaving a bloody mark.

Hufro was slightly taken aback.

Moments later, Qiangqu Chanyu lay dead on the carpet.

With wide eyes, Yufuluo sat coldly to the side, looking at his father, whose chest was still pierced by a dagger, and at the bloody mark on his wrist.

My memories seem to instantly return to twenty years ago.

Go back to his first unsteady steps.

In his hazy memory, a tall, robust figure took his wrist and helped him onto the back of a small horse.

When he first mounted the horse, panicked and bewildered, the burly man grabbed his wrist and together they held the reins of the warhorse.

When he was still unable to dismount on his own, it was still that same figure who held his wrist and helped him down from his warhorse.

When he was sick, lying in his yurt, when he fell from his warhorse, when he was wounded on the battlefield and unable to move.

Even though he couldn't open his eyes, a pair of rough, large hands were holding his hands and wrists.

Hufro gritted his teeth and shook his head violently.

It seemed as if they wanted to shake all the memories that surfaced in their minds out of their heads.

He picked up a dishcloth from the dining table and vigorously wiped away the bloodstains on his wrist.

"It's not my fault, it's not my fault..."

"It's not my fault, it's not my fault..."

As he vigorously wiped the bloodstains from his wrist, Hufro muttered to himself incessantly.

"The Great Chanyu..."

The voice of Xubuguduhou coming from outside the yurt startled Yufuluo.

Huvro quickly got up, picked up his cane from the ground, and walked towards the outside of the dome. When he stood in front of the door, he adjusted his armor.

Xubuguduhou saw Yufuluo leaving the yurt from outside.

“My father said he was a little tired and had already rested. Lord Xubu Gudu, is there anything you can tell me?”

Yufuluo tried to calm himself down as he looked at Xubuguduhou, who stood in front of the dome.

With his right hand on his chest and his head bowed, Lord Xubu Gudu slightly raised his head, glanced at the dome behind Yufuluo, and then lowered his head again.

"Since the Great Chanyu is asleep, we will not disturb the Right Wise King."

After saying this, Marquis Xubugudu took three steps back, then turned and left.

Hufro glanced at the guards he had brought with him. One of them was wearing a black robe and stood among the guards. He was rather thin.

After Juvro looked over, the man slightly raised his head, revealing a pair of cunning eyes.

Huvro took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

Seeing Yufro nod, Guo Tu also smiled.

In the distance, after leaving Qiangqu Chanyu, Xubuguduhou was followed by four guards and walked together toward the distant camp.

The composition of the Xiongnu was different from that of the Han Dynasty.

It appears that tens of thousands of troops have submitted to the Xiongnu commander, but this is only on the surface.

The Xiongnu were basically a nation of soldiers. Apart from the royal cavalry of the Chanyu tribe, which was a standing army, the vast majority of the rest were herdsmen from various tribes. Only during times of war would the tribal chiefs gather them into an army.

Comes with its own warhorse, weapons, and armor.

Therefore, the tens of thousands of Xiongnu troops were divided into tribal units.

The tribe's herders obeyed the chieftain's commands, and the chieftain obeyed the Chanyu's commands.

There are also tribes that are inherently powerful, such as the tribe of Xubu Guduhou.

Xubu is a surname, and one of the noblest surnames among the Xiongnu.

During the Xin Dynasty, the Xubu clan held the position of Great Chanyu of the Xiongnu for a long period of time.

Xubu Guduhou's ancestor, Xubu Dang, held the position of Right Guduhou in the Xiongnu during the Xin Dynasty. Xubu Dang was the husband of Yimo Juciyun, the eldest daughter of Wang Zhaojun and Fuzhulei Ruodi Chanyu.

In the first year of the Jingning era, Huhanye Chanyu, the leader of the Southern Xiongnu, came to the court for the third time and asked to become a son-in-law. Emperor Yuan of Han bestowed Wang Zhaojun upon the Chanyu.

In the second year of the Jian Shi era, Huhanye Chanyu passed away. Wang Zhaojun wrote to the Han court requesting to return home. Emperor Cheng of Han ordered that she "follow the customs of the nomads" and remarry Huhanye Chanyu's eldest son, Fuzhulei Ruodi Chanyu, according to the nomadic people's levirate marriage system. The two lived together for eleven years and had two daughters; the eldest daughter was named Xubu Juci, and the second daughter was named Dangyu Juci.

During the Xin Dynasty, because Xubu Dang and Xubu Juci were close to the Han, they were appointed as the Xiongnu Chanyu by Wang Mang. From then on, the Xiongnu and the Han Dynasty lived in peace for sixty years.

To some extent, the bloodline that continued to Xubu Guduhou also contained a thin layer of Han Chinese blood.

As he walked back to camp, Lord Xubugudu kept his head down, frowned, and remained silent.

On the desk with the oil lamp lit, Xubu Guduhou took out a piece of white paper and a pen and ink from a locked small box.

He then began writing on the white paper.

After finishing writing, Marquis Xubugudu blew the ink off the white paper and then summoned a personal guard.

"Take this letter and this to Jinyang, and be careful along the way to avoid any mistakes."

As he spoke, Lord Xubugudu handed the letter and a bronze token to his personal guard.

The bronze token bears an enlarged print resembling a spider web on the front and a strange weapon on the back, which looks like a black iron rod.

The intricate patterns and craftsmanship on the token clearly indicate that it did not originate from the Xiongnu.

After receiving the secret letter and the token, the guard returned the greeting to Marquis Xubugudu and then withdrew from Marquis Xubugudu's yurt.

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P.S.: I've been wanting to say this for a long time but I always forgot. I just remembered it. For those of you who are listening to audiobooks, this book has been adapted into an audiobook with live-action voice actors. You can skip to the live-action version if you're listening to audiobooks.

Also, *sobs* I still need to ask about the charging voltage and stamping...

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