Compared with the Han army tens of miles away, the Xiongnu camp looked much more simple.

  Many soldiers simply used the sky as their blanket and the earth as their bed, when the time came, they would lie down on the ground and sleep under the open sky, setting off again the next day.

  Many of the wounded Xiongnu had not gotten up again by the next day.

  Their morale has already dropped to freezing point.

  But even if it's fallen to this point.

  Still no one deserted, although the great banner of the Xiongnu army had fallen, Modu Chanyu was still there and their king was with them.

  In the center of the great camp, Modun and Haminke stood facing each other, their heads raised to gaze at the sky, where dark clouds gathered in the distance.

  "Is it going to change?" Hami muttered.

  "Could it be the will of heaven?" Modun's appearance seemed to have aged several decades in just a few days.

  The Battle of Taiyuan was not only a crucial battle in which the Xiongnu went from prosperity to decline, but also the day when his youngest son Kangjie died.

  Although he died a heroic death, from that day on, it was a separation of yin and yang, unless after his own death, there would be a possibility of meeting again.

  Because they fled in disarray, the supplies they carried were incomplete, and it can be said that there was a big difference.

  If a sudden downpour were to occur at this time, it would be an absolute disaster for the soldiers who lay on the ground without any shelter.

  Tuo He Di and Li Zhi's eyes flashed almost simultaneously, and they shouted in unison: "Be careful."

  Two great masters simultaneously struck out with a palm in one direction.

  However, a fleeting figure had already gone far away, and that speed was even three points faster than their palm strength.

  Monkey kid.

  They exchanged a glance, and there was no need to ask; with such speed, there could only be one person under the heavens.

  Hami stooped down and picked up a letter beside Modu's feet.

  As he unfolded it, his face turned somewhat astonished.

  "What's wrong?"

  "Xu Haifeng invited us to meet in private."

  "Meet?" A fierce glint flashed in Mo Dun's eyes.

  For Xuhai Feng who suddenly appeared on the Taiyuan battlefield and ruined his own good situation, he was hated to the bone.

  "Hmm..." Hamiti suddenly coughed.

  Modu let out a melancholy sigh and abandoned his intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to behead him.

  Xu Haifeng's performance in the battle of Taiyuan was too dazzling, and he actually defeated two great masters with his own strength.

  Even from ancient times to the present, those who have achieved such military exploits can be counted on one's fingers.

  Wanting to assassinate him, even if the two masters are willing to put aside their identities, I'm afraid the hope of success is extremely slim. Moreover, since he has taken the initiative to invite, how can he not make full preparations?

  Under his command, there were many brave generals. Even those rare and extraordinary individuals who could rival the great masters were not worth mentioning as one or two.

  He doesn't come to secretly calculate others, it's already an accumulation of ancestral virtues. Wanting to secretly calculate him is simply a pipe dream.

  "What does he want to do?" Meng Tao asked with a scowl.

  "I don't know, it's written in the letter. As long as we can meet his conditions, he will provide us with sufficient grain and fodder, and let us return to the grasslands safely." Hami said coldly.

  "What?" Mo Dun's face was incredulous, and he sneered: "Nonsense, do you believe it?"

  "I don't know, but I understand one principle." Hami pointed at the exhausted army and said: "We have no room for choice."

  At the boundary of two armies, in a small and dilapidated pavilion, Xu Haifeng stood with his hands behind his back.

  Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: "Family crest, remember that if you have grasped the enemy's weak point, make the most of it and try to maximize your gains."

  Lin Jiahui nodded as if he understood but didn't really understand.

  Xu Haifeng pointed ahead and smiled: "This is what Jiang Kongming said, but it really makes some sense. Look... the Xiongnu people have arrived."

  More than ten swift riders galloped towards here, their riding skills were excellent, and the horses were also top-notch.

  It's just a moment's work and I've already arrived at this place.

  "Modu Chanyu, it's been a long time...!" Xǔ Hǎifēng slightly cupped his hands, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

  When they first met, he was just a small envoy of the Great Han, while Modu was one of the few overlords in the world.

  However, two years later, when they met again, their status had undergone a tremendous change.

  Modu had unexpectedly become his subordinate, and his own status was in no way inferior to that of Modu.

  Modun's face was cold, and he barely nodded his head, saying: "General Xu."

  He was after all a generation of overlord, although in his heart he hated to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, but on the surface he just cooled down a bit and did not show extreme hatred.

  Xu Haifeng's gaze shifted downward, and he smiled slightly, saying: "Thanks to He Di senior, Li Zhi brother, you've also arrived."

  The two masters nodded slightly to him, but did not speak. In fact, they were also extremely surprised at this moment.

  Today, although Hai Feng's spiritual power is still impressive, the gap between his current state and his former self, which seemed to be omnipresent and filled the entire world, cannot be measured in miles.

  Hamidi stabbed in his back silently and looked around with his eyes, which could naturally see if there was anyone lurking on the side.

  Just watched half of it and got nothing out of it.

  His gaze finally rested on those few people behind Xu Haifeng.

  For others, Hami doesn't care that much, with Tuo Hetian and Li Zhi here, they can at least retreat unscathed.

  Under Xu Haifeng's command, there are already two well-known figures. As long as these two exist, even if the two great masters were present, it would not be guaranteed that there would be no difference.

  Zhe Bie, this number one archer who is proud of his divine archery skills, has an intimidating presence that is unmatched.

  Monkey kid, since the battle of Taiyuan, those who knew the truth understood that the greatest contributor to the downfall of the Cheng family was not Li Zhi, but this mysterious figure with unparalleled lightness kung fu.

  Lizhi's attention was at least half focused on these two people.

  Especially the monkey child, his bizarre appearance on the battlefield shocked him greatly. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he absolutely wouldn't have believed that such a strange thing existed in the world.

  Hami swiftly exchanged a glance with the two masters.

  If Xu Haifeng hid these two people, he might have other plans, but since he let them appear openly here, it's clear that he won't make a sneak attack.

  "General Xu, you've invited me here today, I wonder if there's any instruction or guidance you'd like to impart?" Hami asked, clasping his fists in respect.

  His words were blunt and he couldn't be polite to this Han general who had inflicted a crushing defeat on the Xiongnu.

  "The national teacher is polite, and I dare not accept the teaching. It's just that Xu has something to discuss with your noble family." Xu Haifeng said calmly.

  "General Xu, please speak."

  "Will all of you great generals be passing through the capital on your way back north?"

  Mo Dun raised his thick eyebrows and said, "Exactly."

  "Well, so-and-so wants to make a deal with all of you, and asks that you all agree."

  "You said."

  "The capital is a place of great importance, it's the pride of our Han people, we can't afford to lose it. I hope you all can help me return it intact, I would be eternally grateful." Xǔ Hǎifēng said with a serious expression.

  Modu and others exchanged a glance, a perfect and intact capital city.

  What does this represent? The recovery of the capital also means the recovery of lost land, and Hai Feng will rightfully obtain this lofty honor.

  Even if a descendant of the Liu family appears, it is impossible to erase this supreme achievement.

  It is this sentence that makes Xu Haifeng's intention very clear, he wants to be king.

  "Haha...... General Xu, did you think we would agree?" Meng Tuo sneered, and in his heart, he made up his mind that no matter what, he must persist until they reached the capital.

  As soon as we arrive in the capital, immediately order the massacre of the city, and then burn it down with a single fire.

  Xu Haifeng wants to get that good name that will be remembered for centuries, fart, let him bear a bad name that will last forever.

  "Shanyu, there are tens of thousands of starving warriors around you, don't you consider them at all?" Xuhai Feng asked with a calm smile, not surprised by his behavior.

  Looking at him with a confident expression, even Hami Stab was somewhat dissatisfied: "I believe in our warriors, they can hold on until the capital."

  He is different from Modun, knowing that things have their own weight and urgency. He is not intentionally trying to provoke Xu Haifeng. He is only doing this to gain the greatest benefit for his own people.

  Xu Haifeng's face revealed a scornful smile, as if he was talking to himself, and he opened his own conditions: "This trip to the grassland, along the way I will prepare grain, tents and some medicine for you. As long as you are frugal, I guarantee that you won't starve to death."

  He paused for a moment, and Xu Haifeng's mouth corners slowly curled up, with an extremely disdainful attitude, as if the victorious general was showing mercy to his captives: "Once you arrive in the capital, you won't need to enter, just bypass the city and hurry back to the vast grasslands."

  His attitude aroused strong discontent among all the Xiongnu people. Modu burst out laughing and said with a hint of bitter taste: "Good one, General Xu, let's go..."

  He turned his horse's head and was about to whip it into a gallop when he left.

  Behind him, including Tuoheti and others made the same choice at the same time.

  Such an attitude, forget it.

  The pride and self-respect of the Xiongnu people will not tolerate anyone's blasphemy, even if it is Xu Haifeng.

  The Huns can die gloriously in battle, but they absolutely cannot live in a cowardly manner.

  "I forgot to tell Shanyu a piece of news, the allied army of the four tribes led by Nan Yi has already arrived at the border of the grassland, and will soon be able to return to the tribe."

  A soft, faint voice came from behind them.

  Modun's whip was suspended high in the air, but no matter what, it could never be wielded again.