"So, what should we do now?" Batuer, the leader of the Chana tribe, asked with a frown.
He felt a surge of excitement now that the blood alliance had been successfully established; after all, such a thing had not happened for many years. Today, they had gathered once more because of one arrogant Han envoy, Li Aotian. For years, they had welcomed the Han envoys annually, only to be infuriated by their strange behavior every time. Now, they could endure it no longer. Moreover, January was fast approaching, and the cattle and sheep on the grasslands would not survive the bitter winter. This time, they could take the opportunity to lead their tribes south to spend the winter on the borders of the Han Dynasty.
After reflecting for a long while, the Xiongnu Grand Chanyu voiced his thoughts. "Now, all of you, return and gather your tribesmen. Prepare weapons, provisions, and soldiers! Once I have killed Li Aotian to sacrifice his banner for our campaign, we will launch our troops to sweep across the Han Dynasty!"
Chapter 21