Chapter 38 third quarter

Outside the golden tent, Kui's drums were beating rapidly; inside the golden tent, the nobles and generals of Qingyang were all sitting on the ground.Everyone arrived and were chatting with each other, but the Maharaja's chair was still empty. The new maharaja and the old maharaja have different habits.In the past, before the sound of the Kui drum, the old majesty had already sat in the golden tent with a complexion like iron, waiting for the nobles to see him. If the sound of the Kui drum stopped and someone failed to arrive, he would be punished severely.At that time, the Golden Tent was a place to be feared, and the old majesty seldom smiled. There was a stern white cloud in his eyes that made people dare not look directly at him. His tall shadow always pressed on the nobles, forcing them to take a little bit of a smile. Uneasy looking up at him.It wasn't until the old majesty fell into the snow that many people remembered that this man, Guoleer Pasur, would also die, and that the northern capital would not always be shrouded in his shadow.The new maharaja succeeded to the throne, and the rules in the golden tent were also changed.Bimogan likes everyone to speak freely together, and makes a decision after listening to everyone's opinions.This is what he learned from Donglu's book, called "Na Yan".Even those minor nobles who are soft-spoken, as long as the words are in line with Mo Gan's wishes, he will generously give Gurqin spirits. When the old maharaja was in power, this honor was usually only given to the warriors who had made great achievements in battle. .

"Go and urge the majesty, go quietly, quickly!" Tie You noticed that the people in the golden tent were waiting a little restlessly, so he quietly summoned one of his attendants and ordered him to go down. The masters of the Chao family, the Heluding family, the Ji family's Tokele family, and the Li family's Wuchijin family have all arrived.A few decades ago, these three major families could not speak much in the Qingyang Department. At that time, the five major families were the Lu family's Pasur family, the Chao family's Heluding family, the Li family's Chao Dela family, and the Yan's ancient family. When the young sons of the Layan family and the Jillado family of the Tie family succeeded to the throne, the masters of the five major families would step into the golden tent and assist the new maharaja together, which is called "five elders discussing politics".But when King Chindahan was in power, because of his mother's death, he held grudges against those big families, so he kept weakening their status, and finally made the four big families of Xinde appear, except for Lu's Pasur family and Chao's Heluding family. In addition to their own status, the Tokele family of the Ji family and the Wo Chijin family of the Li family were promoted to big families in the past, while the original big families declined.

Now these big families not only claim to be of noble blood, but also extremely rich, with tens of thousands of cattle and sheep and tens of thousands of slaves under their names.Families use intermarriage to strengthen blood ties. Bimogan's mother comes from the Heludin family of the Chao family, named Ayhan Heludin, and the old maharajah Golel Pasur obtained Heludin through marriage. With the support of the family, he ascended the throne of the Maharaja.After Bimogan came to power, in order to win over these big families, he distributed the cattle, sheep and population of the original Khan kings to them in exchange for the loyalty of these families.

The masters of the big families seldom come to the golden tent. They don't want to prostrate in front of Bimogan like the ministers of the Eastern Continent worshiping the emperor, and generally Bimogan doesn't want to look for them.But today is different, this is the third day that Shuobei Maharaja planted the flag outside the capital city.The family owners have been discussing in their own tents for two whole days. They hope that the Kui drum will be beaten as soon as possible, and Bi Mogan will call them to discuss the matter as soon as possible. They can't wait any longer and want to know what to do.

The newly sealed two Nayan Xudahan and Guimu sat side by side, lonely and ignored by no one.Guimu seemed restless, watching the nobles whispering to each other, and wanted to stand up and intervene several times, but Xu Dahan silently pushed him back.Bimogan showed kindness to his demoted half-brothers Xu Dahan and Guimu, allowing them to return to the northern capital, granting them the title of "Nayan", and returning their cattle, sheep and population.But in fact Bimogan did not reuse the brothers, and Tieyou knew the reason very well. At first, Bimogan had no intention of taking them under his command, but if the news brought by Luo Ziyan was shocking, if The organization called "Chenyue" has secretly colluded with Shuobei, and Bimogan will never tolerate this pair of brothers with Shuobei blood gaining power in Beidu.

The Nine Kings seemed to disdain to join the circle of nobles, and whispered to the Maharaja's companion, Banzalie.The Ninth King Lu Baoyin Erlu Pasur is the cousin of the old majesty, he has the title of "Bow of Qingyang", he is the prince with the most outstanding military exploits in the Qingyang Department, and his battlefield command experience is second only to Muli.His greatest achievement was defeating the "Lion King" Longge Zhenhuang Boluha Kusar's army and razing the entire Zhenyan tribe. At that time, Qingyang's military strength reached its peak in Hanzhou.When Bimogan was just a mere prince, the Nine Kings were the pillars in the "eldest son's hut". Bimogan became the maharaja with half the credit of this uncle, so he relied heavily on him.It turned out that there were four Great Khan Kings in the Qingyang Department who were "forever" and the other three opposed Bimogan, so they were killed. Now the Nine Kings are the only Great Khan Kings, second only to the Maharaja in power.

Dahesa didn't talk to anyone, and walked slowly in the corner of the golden tent. His student Amochi was silent, standing by and watching the teacher's skinny figure monotonously move from left to right and right to left.In every barbarian tribe, "Dahesa" is the only wizard with the highest status. Except for him, no one can preside over the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to Pantar God, and he can also obtain divine revelation by watching the starry sky.This Dahesa came from the declining Li family's Chaodela family, and was a childhood friend of the old maharaja. Compared with the previous Dahesa, he is somewhat weird, good wine, good meat, lazy, and even crazy.He doesn't care too much about important things like sacrifices, but he likes to play tricks on the nobles who try to please him.But no one can deny his wisdom. In private, some people speculate that the old maharaja was able to succeed to the throne. It was precisely the result of this Dahesa planning for him behind the curtain. The top in Hesa.

But Dahesa seldom made predictions, and he kept silent even more at this juncture when he was urgently needed to predict the auspiciousness of the war.From the moment the Shuobei army appeared, Dahesa sat in the wind wrapped in sheep fur every night, watching the starry sky in front of the sea mirror. In the lower position, Bach, the general of the Mosuer family, was silent, and slowly wrapped the cowhide on the handle of his knife.His East Road name is Tie Jin, but it is not the ancient noble family of the Tie family, the Jilado family. The Mosel family he was born in was originally a small nobleman with few cattle and sheep. Relying on his military exploits, he gradually gained status, and was finally promoted by the old master, leaving the Heludin family.He is called together with his younger brother Baham Mosel, but he is quite different from his burly and carefree younger brother. He looks thin and short, a little ugly, and naturally stutters, so he doesn't want to talk much, but everyone in the northern capital city Everyone knows that as long as Bach speaks, Ba Bang will shut up, because Ba Bang knows that as long as his brother speaks, he will be persuaded.

No one doubts that Bach Mosul will be the most outstanding warrior of the Qingyang Department in the future, but Mu Li must die first. As long as Mu Li is alive, the title of "Most Outstanding Warrior of the Qingyang Division" belongs to him, no matter what anyone does, no one can challenge his status. Mu Li's actions are disturbing.The skinny old man knelt on the sheepskin cushion, looked straight ahead, expressionless, clasped the knife with his thumb, pulled out the waist knife five inches, and then pushed it back, repeating over and over again.The sound of the sharp blade rubbing against the scabbard was extremely ear-piercing, especially now that the army in the northern part of the city was besieging the city, and the city was full of turmoil.Several noble family heads sitting at the top showed disgusted expressions, but no one said anything, they just cast irritated and angry eyes on Mu Li.Mu Li used to be a slave boy, but he was also the most trusted general of the patriarch. Before the two brothers of the Mosuer family became known, Mu Li was already an unrivaled warrior in the Qingyang Department, and his prestige was as bright as the sun.Now that Mu Li is old, he still holds heavy soldiers in his hands.Tie You didn't dare to go up to dissuade him. When talking to this old man, it always made him feel like he was facing his father.

The master of Wo Chijin's family grew impatient, got up and paced, frowning, not hiding his emotions. Tie You knew that the new Maharaja Bi Mogan hadn't really won the respect of the nobles.Nobles can't be said to be disrespectful to Mogan, but mere obedience is not enough, what the Maharaja needs is respect with fear. Tie You also knew that Bi Mogan wanted to change the rules.Bimogan was not his father, and he defeated Qingyang's powerful enemy Shuobei as soon as he became a prince, and subdued those rebellious nobles with his sword and courage.In the eyes of those old and weird nobles, Bi Mogan is just a kid who has never seen a big battle.Bimogan wants to rely on his own mind to take a different path from his father.One of Bimogan's most trusted friends is Luo Ziyan from the Eastern Land. Luo Ziyan said that Bimogan can learn the politics of the Eastern Land people, so that the nobles will know that Bimogan will be a magnanimous master , Governing Qingyang relies on wisdom that is far more useful than courage.Bimogan very much agrees with this idea.

Tie You also thinks that wisdom and tolerance are good things, and it is too difficult to rely on this to rule the grassland.After all, this is the hometown of "barbarians". What the barbarians fear and praise is not wisdom and generosity, but power, which is enough to save and destroy. The sound of Kui drums became louder and more passionate, and the urging meaning became more and more obvious.The drumstick landed on the drum, and with the last blow, the sound was as loud as thunder, and Bi Mogan lifted the curtain of the golden tent, and the timing was exactly the same.He nodded to everyone and sat on the Maharaja's leopard-skin chair.Tie You breathed a sigh of relief, knowing in his heart that this was also deliberately arranged by Bi Mogan, to let the nobles know that waiting for the Maharaja is due etiquette. "Everyone has worked hard." Bimogan raised his hand, signaling for everyone to keep quiet. "Everyone must know the reason for calling everyone here today." Bimogan looked around at the crowd, "The army from Shuobei drove thirty miles outside the city of Beidu the day before yesterday. Thirty miles is the distance that a good horse can sweat on. Then the tens of thousands of war horses in Shuobei can reach the city of Beidu as long as they are sweaty. Shuobei didn’t send a letter of war, but we all know in our hearts what they are here for.” The people exchanged glances quietly, and didn't speak, only Mu Li in the corner slowly drew his sword and retracted it, his voice was monotonous and piercing. Bi Mogan glanced at Mu Li, frowned, and finally said nothing. "Bach, you sent scouts out and tell us about the situation outside! At least you need to know how those wolf cubs in Shuobei want to deal with us, how many people there are, how many knives, how many horses." Bi Mogan looked at Bach. "The scout took a closer look. The leader of the army was Hudulu Khan, the prince of Shuobei. There were at least 30,000 cavalry, all young men, each with three horses, iron knives, and bows and arrows. They have a lot of good weapons for the money. But the armor is not good, not as good as tiger and leopard riders. Their camp is in the north, 30 miles away from the northern capital. Hudulu Khan pitched a golden tent there. Dozens of women." Bach's answer was very slow and concise. "I heard that Meng Le Huo'er came back from the Northern Wilderness with a pack of white wolves, but your scouts haven't seen the wolf lord with their own eyes yet. Has it?" Bimogan asked again. "The scouts didn't see the white wolf, nor did they see the wolf master. There were only cavalry in the camp of the Shuobei people." Bach said. Bi Mogan pondered for a while, "Almost ten years ago, when Tuoba Shanyue of Xiatang Kingdom came to Beijing as an envoy, his father took him and our brothers to hunt near Sharonburg and encountered wolves and almost lost his life. I was Seeing that the wolf was white, I felt uneasy, and asked my father whether the people from Shuobei had attracted the wolves, but my father ignored me." He glanced at the people around him, "The legend of the White Wolf Group has been circulated on the grassland for many years. Children who heard the name of Meng Lehuo'er dared not cry at night. Now we may face such an enemy, but the Golden Tent Here, how many people have seen the White Wolf Group?" He first looked at Xu Dahan and Guimu, the brothers shook their heads; he looked at the masters of several big families, and they also shook their heads; he looked at Jiuwang and Bach, and they still shook their heads.Bimogan raised his head to look at Dahesa and Muli in the corner of the golden tent. Dahesa was still pacing back and forth, while Muli lowered his head, drawing his sword and retracting it by himself. The two seemed not to hear his words at all.Bi Mogan sighed inwardly. He cleared his throat: "I know that people in the city are talking about the White Wolf Group these days. Hearing the name of the White Wolf Group is more scary than seeing evil spirits. But I always have a question. It is permafrost and ice, with only moss and lichen growing, no grass, let alone wild animals. It is said that even riding a yak can't get there alive. How did the white wolf group survive there? Thousands of galloping wolves How huge is the pack of wolves, and how much prey does it take to keep them alive?" Everyone was silent again.Bi Mogan's words make sense, the White Wolf Group is more like a legend to most people, a little illusory.Because they always deliberately hide their whereabouts, Shuobei people seldom put this dangerous army in front of people's eyes. In the past thirty years, it has been reported several times that the white wolf regiment is approaching Beidu, and all the tiger and leopard cavalry are on guard. No one saw a real galloping wolf appear.In the northern grasslands, it is said that there are no living people left in the places where the white wolves pass. Few people can explain the true colors of this army.Even Hudulu Khan, the eldest son of Shuobei, once said to others that he didn't know where his father was, maybe he was dead, and what the wolf cavalry did had nothing to do with Shuobei, those people were just beasts. "Majesty, have you heard of Mount Zhuti?" The Nine Kings broke the silence. "When I was a child, I heard that Mount Zhuti was a huge snow mountain at the end of the northern wilderness. Only when I saw Mount Zhuti did I realize how small I am. Compared with it, other snow mountains are just dwarfs." Bimogan said, "You can listen It's nothing but legend. Because no one ever got there alive." "Yes, according to the legend, to go to Mount Zhuti, you have to cross the permafrost and ice that has not melted for thousands of years. During the first half of the journey, there are no people, no animals, and nothing along the way." Jiu Wang said, "But there is another It is said that Mount Zhuti is a huge volcano that erupts frequently, and the magma heats up the ground under Mount Zhuti. There is no snow there, but a lush grassland with a radius of thousands of miles. People who have been there and come back alive He said that the grasslands were full of animals whose names were unknown, deer as big as horses, wild horses as tall as a man at the shoulder, and a herd of golden blue sheep grazing peacefully at intervals of hundreds of steps, as beautiful as It’s like heaven. Some people say that this is the hallucination of those people who were freezing to death in the snow, and some people guess that the white wolf group is hiding in that area. The biggest secret. It used to have a name, Daerganmu Grassland, which means the grassland where fine wine flows, and only the Uerhan family knows how to get there through the Northern Wilderness." "An oasis in the ice field." Bimogan was silent for a while, then nodded slightly, "So it is indeed possible that there is an army of thousands of galloping wolf cavalry in the northern part of Shuobei, and this is not fabricated by the people of Shuobei to threaten us. Is it?" "I hope that the so-called Zhuti Mountain and Da'ergam Grassland are just legends." Jiu Wang said. "But there are so many rumors about the White Wolf Group, it doesn't seem like they were fabricated." Bi Mogan nodded slightly, "If we only deal with Hudulu Khan's cavalry, this battle will be much easier." The master of the Tokele family took a few steps forward, "Majesty, now is not the time to compare troops. Regardless of whether Meng Lehuo'er is still alive, or whether there are wolf cavalry in Shuobei, we should try to sit down and discuss conditions. Now the boss Junxin is dead, the hearts of the people are still unstable, and the Kulig conference has not yet been held. Now we are fighting with Shuobei. Even a small defeat will affect our reputation in Qingyang. How can we persuade those tribal lords to come to Kulig? The Lige meeting formally recognized the majesty as the master of the grassland? Shuobei people are fierce in character. Even if we have an advantage in military strength, we may not be able to win easily. Leaving Meng Lehuoer aside, Hudulu Khan can negotiate terms with him Yes, anyway, he can only ask for some territory at most, so he can't still want to be a maharaja?" "It is of course best to be able to negotiate peace. If Mengle Huoer is still alive, we will fight a tough battle with Shuobei, and the loss will not be small. Why don't you just give them cattle and sheep and let them retreat." Wo Chijin family The owner also said. "That's very good. If you go to fight a tough battle with Shuobei, you will lose a lot. Who in today's Qingyang Department can fight against that old wolf Menglehuoer? Standing in front of Menglehuoer is also a big deal. It was just an insult to him." A hoarse voice jumped out and smiled coldly, "Majesty, don't take chances, there really was a group of white wolves composed of thousands of galloping wolves, thirty years ago The majesty is still in his infancy, and with these eyes, I watched the white wolves attack Beidu and eat people on the ground in front of the golden tent!" Mu Li's sound of drawing and withdrawing the sword was suddenly interrupted, the old man raised his head, staring at Bimogan with a pair of scorched eyes. Bimogan took a deep breath and blurted out: "White wolves? Here? Cannibalism?" "Muli! Who are you trying to scare with such unfounded words?" The master of Mangesar's family came out. He was a fat old man with an undeniable tone, "The army is young, but I am old. Those who survived that fierce battle, I have never heard of the galloping wolf attacking the Golden Tent." "Honorable master of the Mangosar family, where were you at that time?" Muli raised the corners of his eyes and looked at the old nobleman coldly, "You took your family to seek refuge in the Tenghea Grassland in the south. Have you seen the battlefield in Beidu with your own eyes?" "Nonsense! I have never heard of white wolves eating people in front of the golden tent, and I have lived to be sixty years old!" The head of the Heluding family couldn't help it, and stood up to scold Mu Li, the former Slave cub. "Master of the Heluding family, at that time you were under the protection of Dadri Khan of the Lanma Department, more than 800 miles away from the northern capital!" Mu Li looked at him coldly. The master of Heludin's family trembled in his heart, only felt that those eyes were full of contempt and ridicule.A surge of anger hit his heart, and at the same time a surge of coldness rose in his chest, and finally the coldness overwhelmed the anger.He looked away and stopped talking.The other Patriarchs were about to get angry when they met Mu Li's forceful gaze. "Master of the Tokele family, you were also in the Zhenyan Department at that time." Mu Li walked slowly in front of this noble nobleman. "There is also the owner of the Wuchijin family, the same." He looked around the crowd, his eyes resting on the faces of every nobleman, with the fierceness and fierceness of a lone wolf, "You all have no right to say anything, because at that time, you will either be in the Tenghea Grassland and accept the lion king Beluha Ku Thrall's protection, either he took refuge in the Lanma Department, or he was just some children." Everyone had to be silent, because what Mu Li said was the truth.Decades later, when they looked back at the last war between Qingyang and Shuobei, they had to admit that this war belonged to Guoleer Pasur and Menglehuoer Uerhan, not to them.None of them had experienced the war in the northern capital.At that time, Guo Le'er had just succeeded to the throne, and Meng Lehuo'er knew that King Qindahan was no longer in the northern capital, so he immediately sent troops south.No one believed that the young Guo Leer could fight against the Shuobei wolf lord. The nobles all chose to flee. Before the Shuobei army approached, the northern capital was almost evacuated. Tens of thousands of carts and hundreds of thousands of horses led As the population of the nobles retreated to the safety of the south, they also took with them millions of cattle and sheep.As for the garrison in the northern capital, only Guo Leer and a small number of warriors who were loyal to him remained.This was exactly what Meng Lehuo'er expected. He reined in his troops and walked slowly. When he arrived in the northern capital, he should face an empty city with its gates open to welcome him, the new prairie overlord. The nobles who took refuge in distant places did not know what happened next, until a few months later, Goler's messenger came to tell them that the war was over, Shuobei and Qingyang made an alliance, and presented the beautiful daughter of Menglehuoer They are the wives of Guo Leer.This means that Guo Leer has won, and the nobles can't believe their ears.It wasn't until the cronies they sent back from the northern capital brought back the news that Shuobei's army had indeed retreated northward that they reluctantly accepted this incredible result.Guo Leer calmly accepted them to re-enter the northern capital, but rarely described the details of his defeat of Menglehuoer. How to win that war became a secret between Guo Leer and the warriors loyal to him. Most of them died in the battle to put down the Shachibu rebellion the following year, and this secret was completely buried by time. "Then let General Muli tell us about the decisive battle between father and wolf master thirty years ago." Bimogan said. Mu Li took a deep breath: "When the old majesty first came to the throne, the soldiers and horses in the tents had not completely obeyed. The nobles had already withdrawn ahead of time with tens of thousands of warriors. We were able to command at that time, There are only 12,000 people in the area, and only 2,000 of them are cavalry. The old majesty made a plan that the wolf lord never thought of. He put the battlefield in the capital city. Our cavalry in the battle with Shuobei was defeated in a blink of an eye. , when they were withdrawing, Shuobei broke through the city gate, and the wolf master led the white wolf group into Beidu city in ecstasy. Those wolves were already starved to the extreme, and when they saw living people, they rushed to kill them and eat meat. They were chaotic It was our chance. When the wolf lord brought people to the golden tent to grab the big banner, we ambushed him. There were traps for hunting wild animals everywhere in the capital city, especially in front of the golden tent. When the wolf fell into the trap head by head and was caught by the trap, our warriors rushed out and shot arrows at the Shuobei people. There were traps all around, and the cavalry was useless at all. Each of our warriors could shoot and kill one of the Shuobei people Wolf riders, the people of Shuobei are in a mess. Only then did the wolf master realize that he underestimated your father, thinking that Guo Leer Pasur was just a young boy who just came to the throne and didn't understand anything. Otherwise, with his cunning, he would never into such a trap." He looked around the crowd and sneered, "The wolf lord is back now, who do you think the wolf lord is? Is the Shuobei wolf lord the one who gave up his goals for a little territory and cattle and sheep? Don't make that old wolf in Menglehuoer laugh." He pointed at everyone in the golden tent in turn, "I can tell you that there are only three trophies in this city that can be regarded as the wolf lord's trophies, the Maharaja's head, the Maharaja's title, and this city!" Tie You saw that Bi Mogan's face turned slightly pale, but he forcibly restrained himself and didn't say anything. Bach took a step forward: "General Mu Li may be right, but the majesty does not need to worry too much about the wolf cavalry of Menglehuoer. After all, the tiger and leopard cavalry of the Qingyang Department are called the strongest cavalry on the grassland, not the white wolves. We have won this title. I heard that those galloping wolves in the northern wilderness are not like horses, and they are actually not suitable for carrying heavy loads. It’s just that they are much larger than ordinary wolves, so people can ride on their necks. If they carry horses on their backs every day People running will be exhausted, and neither humans nor wolves can wear body armor, otherwise the wolves will not be able to bear it. So as long as we line up and use bows and arrows to attack the enemy when the white wolves attack, the chances of winning are still very high of." Bi Mogan felt a little comforted, and nodded slightly. "Bach! Your majesty has personally led a large group of cavalry, but don't you understand? We will go to war with the white wolves in Shuobei at any time. What's the use of saying these comforting words?" Mu Li raised his eyebrows at Bach angrily. Bach took a step back silently, apparently he was still unable to resist the prestige of the old general Mu Li in Qingyang. "Majesty, the white wolves are one of the most terrifying opponents on the grassland. Yes, Bach is right. The galloping wolves are not fast and not durable, but they are bloodthirsty! Before they eat enough meat When they see blood, they will go crazy and excited. They can jump up to the height of two people, and if they fall from such a high place, ordinary cavalry will never be spared!" Mu Li looked at Bi Mogan coldly, "Our youth The reason why Yang’s tiger and leopard cavalry are known as the strongest cavalry on the grassland is because your ancestor, your ancestor Imad Pasur once led this army to sweep the grassland! But the maharaja and the ancestor are different!” Bimogan was stunned for a while, then sighed softly, "Yes, I am different from my ancestors, who have the blood of bronze and are berserkers feared by everyone on the grassland." "Your Majesty, you are born with mad blood, which is beyond your control. But Majesty still has us loyal warriors under his command. A man holding a knife handle doesn't have to be afraid of evil wolves. Your father doesn't have mad blood either. , didn’t you also defeat Meng Lehuoer, and let that demon retreat to the northern snowfield for decades? To deal with the white wolf, we rely on our tactics.” Mu Li took a step forward, his eyes sparkling, “Delaying time, you can’t wait until the wolf’s energy is on its way. Fight when you are full; use bows and arrows as much as possible, and don't fight hand-to-hand unless you have to. If the Majesty trusts Mu Li, Mu Li can ride a horse and swing a knife, rush into the main formation of the White Wolf Group by himself, and make a contribution to the Majesty!" "Believe you?" The head of the Tarhan family sneered angrily, "Muli, you are already sixty years old, how can you dare to say that you can deal with Meng Lehuo'er's wolf cavalry?" "Meng Lehuo'er is almost seventy years old!" Mu Li turned his head abruptly, and fought back fiercely, "Nobles who have not fought against the White Wolf Group have no right to talk about the age of warriors!" "A reckless attack will make Qingyang die without a place to bury him!" the owner of the Wochijin family shouted, "It depends on you to defeat Meng Lehuo'er? Why should we believe that an old man who is about to die can save Qingyang? Mu Li, can you still live for ten years? You only want to bet on your own ten-year lifespan, but you want hundreds of thousands of people from the Qingyang Department to gamble with you." He approached Bimogan's throne: "Majesty, don't listen to this madman's nonsense." "Who is the lunatic?" Mu Li roared in a low voice. "I'm talking about a lunatic who only knows how to ride a horse and wield a sword!" The owner of the Wu Chijin family was also angry and refused to give in. Mu Li stopped talking, clutched the knife tightly, and took a step. "A person who can only use a knife to solve problems is not a lunatic?" The owner of the Wu Chijin family took a step back and pressed the handle of the knife. Several Patriarchs held down the hilt of the knife in unison, and Muli and a row of noble Patriarchs in the golden tent held the hilts, staring at each other. Xu Dahan Nayan walked between the two groups of people and separated them, his calm expression diluted the strong hostility in the golden tent, Mu Li and the Patriarchs each took a step back. Xu Dahan turned to Bimogan, "Whether to start a war or not depends on the comparison of troops. What I don't quite understand is why Shuobei chose to siege Beidu in winter. My brother has read the art of war of the Donglu people, and the best time to siege the city is In autumn, the weather is cool and cool without thickened military tents, and mature autumn wheat can be harvested outside the city as military rations. And if the siege lasts for a long time, it should start in spring. Needless to say, the environment of living outside the city in severe winter is harsh, and there is a lack of The supply of food and logistics is also difficult. We live in the city, but we have a house and a big strong tent to shelter from the wind and snow. Why did Shuobei choose such an opportunity?" "Xu Dahannayan's words are not wrong in the general army, but your grandfather, Menglehuoer Orhan, is a rare strategist on the grassland. His understanding of timing is different from others. I chose winter because if Other tribes wanted to rescue us, but wind, snow and cold were the biggest obstacles, and the grass was dead, so we needed a lot of horse grass for long-distance rescue.” Mu Li said, “So now, we are chained to death here. He chose the best opportunity to play one-on-one with us." Bi Mogan sighed lowly: "Yes, this timing is the most unfavorable for us." "We still have flocks and stored horse grass in the city, and their food will not be more than ours," Guimu Nayan stood up, "We can't hold on." "Those giant wolves can indeed be released to hunt, but the wolf cavalry in North Shuo don't often do such things." Mu Li said in a low voice. Guimu was stunned for a moment: "Then the food for the wolves..." "They eat people, they are eager to start a war, so that the wolves can eat the corpses of dead people!" Mu Li looked around the crowd, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts. "Without absolute certainty, we will not go out of the city to meet the enemy. Any dead body is rations for the White Wolf regiment." Mu Li slowly clenched his fists, "And once we go out of the city, we have to ask for Meng Lehuo The life of the old wolf!" "Majesty, can you see Mu Li's madness? Even if he knows about the White Wolf Regiment, even if he has fought against the White Wolf Regiment, but knowing that the enemy's army is far stronger than ours, Mu Li still wants to fight." The master of the Erhan family raised his voice, "Muli, what are you doing for? For the enmity between you and Meng Lehuo'er? Or for your military exploits?" Mu Li tightened his lips, did not speak, and grabbed the handle of the knife again. "Madman!" The Patriarchs couldn't restrain their anger any longer, they all drew their knives out of their sheaths and approached Mu Li at the same time.But Mu Li didn't retreat, Xu Dahan and Jiu Wang both wanted to get in between the two groups of people, but there was no chance, the only distance between Mu Li and the Patriarchs was that they could hit the opponent's door with their swords drawn. "Enough! Presumptuous!" Bimogan stood up abruptly, with a hint of anger on his face. "It's nothing more than going to war, or bowing to Shuobei. Come here at this time two days later, and I will tell you my decision!" After speaking, Bimogan left without looking back. Mu Li stepped out of the golden tent, and heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind.He didn't look back, and he didn't stop. "Muli! Do you really want to bet so many people's lives to kill the old wolf in Shuobei?" Dahesa whispered. "Dahesa, what do you want to say." Muli stopped, but didn't look back. "Thirty years ago, when the wolves in Shuobei were eating people in the northern capital city, the Maharaja did not see it, the Nayans did not see it, the brothers of the Mosuer family did not see it, and even King Erlu Khan did not see it, but You and I, we two old men, have seen it with our own eyes..." Dahesa's lips trembled, his fingers trembled, he pointed at Muli, and then at himself, "Only by delaying time and bows and arrows, can Can you defeat the wolves in Shuobei? Mu Li, touch your chest and tell me loudly, how confident are you in your heart when you promised the Majesty like that?" "I'm not sure." Mu Li turned around slowly. "You!" Dahesa's eyes widened, and his old eyes were full of anger, "You are betting on the lives of Qingyang soldiers and everyone!" "But I know that half of the people in the golden tent today, their real purpose is to persuade the majesty to abandon the city and flee to the south. Those nobles who eat lambs and milk and are so fat that they can't lift a knife, they are here to persuade the majesty to abandon the city to the south Fleeing." Mu Li said, his voice was flat and did not fluctuate, "Dahe Sashahan Chao Delaji, touch your chest and tell me loudly, how many people will die if they abandon the city and flee south?" Dahesa froze for a moment.The defenses in his heart were broken, and he felt his weakness. He stayed there for a long time, took a wobbly step back, and said in a low voice: "Muli, why not be honest, Guo Leer is dead, and you are the last person to call me Shahan in this Qingyang Department. Is there anything you can't say to an old friend? What do you think?" "Now there are 700,000 people in Beidu City," Mu Li said quietly. "With the city wall, Shuobei cannot attack and can only besieged. But if the city is abandoned, only people on fast horses have a chance to escape. But What about those old people and children, those women, those sick and weak people? They can’t ride horses, and they will eventually become food for the white wolves, giving those who ride fast horses a little time to escape.” He pointed to himself, then to Dahesa, and finally to the golden tent: "Shahan, the ones who could really escape at that time were me, you, and those fat-headed nobles! But if only us are left in Qingyang What is the difference between these people and the extermination of the clan? If so, I might as well be like Beluha Kusar of the Zhenyan tribe and lead the whole clan to die!" "Would you rather die in battle... Mu Li, are you crazy?" "The land left by our ancestors, only a coward would give it to a man-eating beast!" After Mu Li finished speaking, he strode away.