Chapter 880: Small details determine success or failure

"Whatever his identity is, at least he is a big shot."

"An old general should be worth one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand warhorses, right?"

"Thinking too much, right? Didn't he say he was an old general without real power? Can he be worth that much?"

"He just said he had no real power; the real situation might not be so."

"This must be pulled down slowly from a high price to see how much he is worth."

The generals whispered, all guessing how many warhorses this old man was worth.

Of course, they wanted as many as possible.

Otherwise, wouldn't all the hard work of this trip be in vain?

"Looking at how much they care about you, you, this old general, should be worth something."

"Let them trade twenty thousand warhorses for you."

"In any case, your price can't be less than Maoshi's."

Han Xin looked at the old man and said very seriously.

After the soldier translated, Chanyu Touman almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Twenty thousand warhorses, he really dared to open his mouth.

Let alone an old general, even the Xiongnu King might not be worth that many warhorses.

If they really used twenty thousand warhorses to trade for a person, there wouldn't be many horses left in the Xiongnu alliance tribes.

Then the Xiongnu tribe would just wait to be beaten by the surrounding forces.

It's possible they would be wiped out.

Horses are war resources; this is an indispensable part.

Chanyu Touman might agree to such an unreasonable request.

He could only snort coldly and stop speaking.

Anyway, this matter could be discussed; they were just small characters.

When the time comes, find a Qin person with weight to talk.

Han Xin and the others ignored this Xiongnu old man and went to the side to rest.

One hour later.

Cavalry returned from the front with good news.

Saying that everything was ready over there and they could set off.

"The whole army sets off!"

"After finishing these thirty li, we won't have to run anymore."

"By then, everyone can sleep peacefully."

Han Xin shouted, directing the team to set off.

The army began a new round of galloping majestically.

However, everyone had a trace of a smile on their faces this time.

They were not as dead as before.

The army left, but Han Xin and the other generals hadn't moved yet.

"Brother Han, what's wrong?"

"Why stay here?"

Sha Nu was a bit puzzled, not knowing why they didn't leave.

"Follow me."

Han Xin didn't say why he stayed, watching the generals look confused.

He rode his horse toward the position where the Xiongnu old man had been before.

The rest of the people followed curiously.

They soon arrived at the place where the Xiongnu old man had stayed before.

Under the gaze of everyone's confused eyes.

Han Xin used his horse-cutting saber to pick open a piece of grass.

This had been torn open and covered back up again.