Chapter 490

Even the Qin Qin Shi Huang didn't know much.

But looking at the Crown Prince, it seemed he really knew.

"Yes, Touman's youngest son."

General Meng Tian Tian was a bit confused, but still answered honestly.

Ying Ying Zi Ye was a bit stunned, but still couldn't confirm.

"Then does he have an older brother named Modu?"

"Eh~ Your Highness, how did you know?"

This time General Meng Tian Tian was completely surprised.

There were no more than five people in Great Qin who knew about this.

He had sent letters to the Qin Qin Shi Huang, but the Qin Qin Shi Huang had never replied.

It was estimated that even the Qin Qin Shi Huang might not remember this.

After all, Chanyu Touman's fame was not very big yet.

But how did the Crown Prince know?

"Sure enough..."

Ying Ying Zi Ye muttered to himself.

It really was a big fish.

Never expected that among these thirty thousand Xiongnu cavalry.

The leader was actually Modu's younger brother.

Modu was an incredible figure.

Modu was the eldest son of the first Xiongnu Chanyu, Touman.

After growing up, he was established as the Xiongnu Crown Prince and became the heir to the Xiongnu Chanyu.

But because Chanyu Touman favored the later-married Queen, and loved her son, he gradually had the intention to depose Modu and establish the son of the later-married Queen.

This deepened the conflict between father and son, eventually triggering the historical event of killing his father with a whistling arrow.

Later, through Modu's diligent governance, strict military discipline, and years of conquest, he became an outstanding Xiongnu leader.

He unified the grasslands for the first time and established a powerful nation.

Now, instead of meeting Modu, he met his younger brother Maoshi.

Ying Ying Zi Ye thought deeply, quickly filtering through Modu in his mind.

"I also learned about this by accident."

"Let's go, let's go see how he is."

Ying Ying Zi Ye leaped onto the Blood-Sweating Steed.

General Meng Tian Tian very tactfully helped Ying Ying Zi Ye lead the horse toward Maoshi's position.

"Your Highness, you're here."

Han Xin saw Ying Ying Zi Ye coming from afar.

He hurriedly went to meet him.

"Hmm, how is the situation?"

Ying Ying Zi Ye glanced at Maoshi, who was leaning against a rock.

Seeing his face pale as paper, but the wound had been bandaged.

This hammer-wielding man's identity really exceeded his expectations.

"It's fine, he won't die."

"It's estimated he'll be fine after some rest."

"But he's missing an arm, I don't know if it will affect him when he unbuckles his belt."

Han Xin said indifferently, some images flashing through his mind.

Maoshi looked blankly at the Blood-Sweating Steed.

At first, he thought he had recognized it wrong.

Looking closely, he realized this was his mount.

It was just installed with those horse harnesses of the Great Qin people.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

It cannot be denied that the Blood-Sweating Steed, with some harnesses added, indeed became more majestic and extraordinary.

He almost didn't recognize that this was his mount.

But seeing his own mount being ridden by someone else.

Maoshi's entire state was not good.

This was a warhorse his father specifically rewarded him with.

But now it was lost in his hands.

"You... tell him, tell him to return the horse to me!"

"I can use other things to exchange with him!"

Maoshi said weakly, but his eyes were looking at Ying Ying Zi Ye.

Luo Huan tactfully conveyed this to Ying Ying Zi Ye.

Ying Ying Zi Ye was indifferent; how could he return something that had reached his hands?

Besides, Maoshi was now a prisoner, where did he have the bargaining chip?

Not to mention the warhorse, even he himself was no longer his own.