The best way to subdue others is not to destroy their body, but to completely surrender his soul. Today's Hun Khan is like a wild beast. If it is tamed, it will definitely be a sharp sword.

Killing them is not a long-term solution. The Hun tribes will continue to choose a new Shanyu, so that the Han Dynasty will never have a peaceful territory, and the Hun tribes will also regard the Han Dynasty as their enemy. Although Zifan did not care about the safety of the Han Dynasty, the people could not sit idly by.

The rain washed away the blood on the Xiongnu Khan's body. Although his body was covered with scars, the Xiongnu Khan still tried to stand upright and the sword in his right hand supported the ground to prevent him from falling down.

This is a kind of indomitable destiny and a kind of spiritual admiration for the wolf-like heart. They will not succumb to others' feet easily.

The Huns never surrendered Shanyu, but only men who died of death with their heads. They were deeply honored to die for the war.

To live like a warrior is their eternal belief.

The Huns Chanyu stretched out his chest with difficulty and looked at Zifan proudly. The Huns soldiers behind him also supported each other.

"General, I admire your talent very much. This defeat convinced me. As a Hun, I admire your talent." When it comes to the Huns, the Shanyu even raised his head very high, which was a silent struggle.

Zifan stood on the horse's head and remained silent. His sharp eyes were lost between his eyebrows. In his sharp eyes, the blood-licking dragon had spread its fangs with cold light.

As Zifan's murderous aura appeared, the army behind him also cooperated abnormally, and the murderous aura rushed towards him. The Xuanjia Army even held the spear tightly and waited for Zifan to wipe out all the Hun soldiers with the order.

Zifan is holding the universe, controlling the mountains and rivers, shaping legends with my heart, creating all things with my blood, surging and flowing continuously, the vast world comes from me, and the three thousand Taoist rule surrenders to my feet, the sun, moon, stars, born for me, and then empty his will and will last forever.

This is a natural atmosphere of leadership, a spirit of kings, despising the gods and demons of the world, and pointing the sword to the sky in the sky.

Zifan, who was riding on the horse, was also thinking quietly. The Xiongnu Khan didn't know how many people had harmed, but even if he was killed, it would be useless. The Han Dynasty is now full of the sky. The internal conflicts have not been resolved, so how could those ministers in the court care about the lives and deaths of these people?

Zifan touched the sword in his waist, and his murderous intention was resolved. However, he let go of his thoughts. If he wanted to kill, he would never kill them. It would be better to let him surrender forever and protect his country little by little, which would be considered as a confession for the people of the world.

Then he ordered the soldiers to take them all away...

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"The Xiongnu Khan, you have to eat and drink well..." Zi Fan set up a sumptuous banquet in the big tent, and there were still generals who were ready to cut off the head of the Xiongnu Khan. Although they were confused by Zi Fan's behavior, they also knew Zi Fan's character and restrained the anger in their hearts. Dian Wei quietly took the axe and shaved the beard under his chin. Of course, Zi Fan took the initiative to entertain him this time, not to please him, but to completely conquer him.

How can there be no good cold wine at the banquet? Today's cold wine is popular all over the country. Many merchants are really buying it first and foremost. It is said that it has surpassed the Yellow River. Vendors north of the Yangtze River are also buying in large quantities. Zifan seemed to hear the sound of countless gold coins tucked into his pocket.

The Hun Khan was not polite, and ate in front of everyone, regardless of the enemy's eyes, as if the people around him who wanted to swallow him alive and suck him alive, did not exist at all.

The newly roasted lamb on the fire rack was just brought up and cut open. In a blink of an eye, a lamb leg fell into the mouth of Zifan of the Huns. Then, the old man launched a second fierce attack, and was so happy to eat meat while drinking.

Looking at the man who seemed to regard the military camp as his own, Zifan was also speechless. He was so confident that he could be fearless in the enemy camp. He was really so happy! As expected, he was barefoot and was not afraid of wearing shoes. After all a little fat sheep fell into his stomach, the Xiongnu Chanyu finally touched his belly and clapped his hands.

"If you want to kill or scrape it, you'll be your last name if I blink my eyes..." After saying that, the Huns' Chanyu raised his head, raised his head straight to Zifan, and then picked up a knife that cuts mutton from the side to give it to Zifan.

Seeing this scene, although the lieutenants on both sides showed nothing on their faces, they couldn't help but admire the Xiongnu Khan in their hearts. Although he did everything he wanted to fight and rob, he had to say that he was a tough guy.

"I won't kill you, I need you to surrender to me." Zifan slowly stood up and looked at the Xiongnu Chanyu with sharp eyes.

"I heard that the supreme ruler of your Huns is the Great Shanyu. From today on, you will surrender to me. You will no longer harass the land of the Han Dynasty. You will also protect the land of the Han people for generations. And I will always become the Great Shanyu of the Huns. I wonder if you agree." Zifan wiped the scimitar in his hand...

Many times, it is easy to kill your own enemies, but it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to make the enemy surrender or even influence the enemy to abandon evil and promote good.

"Of course, if you don't agree, I will make a vow to fight the Hun tribes in my lifetime. I hope you don't challenge my determination."

"This..." Although he is now the Hun Khan, he still has many leaders under his command. Even if he surrenders in his heart, he may have rebelled.

"Of course, I will not treat you badly. I will teach you the techniques of growing food, and I will provide you with a little food required every year to set up camps, how about it!" Zifan looked at the Xiongnu Chanyu with his eyes squinted, and the scimitar in his hand was pressed vertically downwards on his neck. In an instant, a hole was torn into his neck, and blood was flowing.

If the Xiongnu Khan still refused, Zifan's scimitar would quickly cut off and clear any land of the Xiongnu tribe by the way. No one would doubt whether Zifan had that ability.

"The Huns Khan Yu Fuluo, I paid homage to the Great Khan Yu, long live the Great Khan Yu!" After a moment of thinking, Yu Fuluo finally chose to surrender, and he believed that the man in front of him could lead his tribe to poverty.

No one wants to live those poor days, and no one wants to live a peaceful and steadily life.

Later generations "The Three Kingdoms - Biography of the Great Shanyu of the Xiongnu" records in detail that since the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Xiongnu tribes were ruled by the Han people, and they got rid of poverty and became rich. Since then, they have been permanently surrendered.

Decades later, when the Huns Khan died of illness in Fulu Ding, his disciples often asked him what the most worthwhile thing he had done in his life. Yulu's serious face was filled with a smile. It was to lead the Huns tribe to surrender to the lord. It was precisely because of this that I had the good life for our Huns tribe. This Huns Khan laughed loudly and said three times.

The last instruction before his death was that the Hun tribe would always protect the frontiers of the Han people. If the lord is in hell, then the lower house will follow the lord to fight on the battlefield. If the lord is in heaven, then the lower house will serve him. After saying that, he will die of illness and smile with a smile.
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