Call of the Deer

Chapter 249 Shuangjiao is married, the gap between the monarch and his ministers

Beizhou, Cangzhou, Saihantaranazuom Tianchi Lake; this is the largest lake in the Beizhou grassland, clear to the bottom, with a radius of more than 300 miles, it is the holy lake of the grassland tribes.

"Brother, in this cold snap, our prairie warriors attacked southward, and the losses are not insignificant. Although it is not to the point of being injured, what do you think our army should do?"

Mao Dun was young and energetic, and although he had made some achievements in this southern attack, when he thought of the prairie athletes who died in battle, he couldn't bear to be happy, and with a gloomy face, he asked Temujin for advice.

"Hehe, virtuous brother, there is no need to be so brooding. This southern attack was a sudden event, and we were not prepared enough. Although many of my prairie athletes were killed in battle, the losses of the Han army were not less than ours, and the food and grass we plundered There are not a few slaves, who can survive this winter;
Qizhou, Dangzhou, and Mingzhou were almost broken by our army's iron hooves, and the mourning souls of the Han people were all over the place, their livers and gallbladders were torn, and their minds were taken away by me. After tasting the bravery of my grassland athletes, they must be worried Don't worry, in the future, wherever I go with iron hoofs, I will look forward to the flag and drop..."

Temujin, who had a thick back and waist, was wearing a wolf fur coat, grabbed the yellow and tender lamb leg that had been grilled, and gorged himself voraciously. The results of this trip seemed to have been unexpected...

"Besides, Beiming Leng, as a veteran God of War, is top-notch in terms of commanding ability and resourcefulness. It is easy to predict the enemy's first opportunity. In my opinion, I am not surprised , but I feel that according to this person's performance, it doesn't match the legend..."

Speaking of this, a trace of doubt flashed in Temujin's eyes, and at the same time, there was a touch of disappointment.

"Hmph, the back waves in the river pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach. He, Beiming Leng, is just a fallen god of war. Xiongwei is long gone? Do you really think he is the Beizhou God of War back then?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Mao Dun's mouth, and there was some contempt in his eyes, but he felt that the so-called "God of War of Beizhou" was not worthy of the name. This point, from the last Northern Expedition, is enough to prove this point.

"Hahaha, what my virtuous brother said is that this Beiming Leng is still old after all, and that invincible aura has already gone with the wind in the war 20 years ago, and it is no longer the power of the past, which is also reasonable, but Now is the time for us to rise up..."

Temujin drank a glass of kumiss, wiped the corner of his mouth with an iron fist, and said contemptuously.

"Brother, the current situation in Kyushu is in turmoil. There are many heroes, peerless commanders, fierce generals on the battlefield like crucian carp crossing the river. There are countless ones, but there are very few of them who are as majestic and powerful as your brother. I am yearning for it. Willing to stand on the saddle for my brother, charge forward, hope that my brother will not give up, you and I are on the edge of the holy lake, facing the Changshengtian, and we will be married to Jinlan, I don’t know what the brother thinks? In the future, when the brother’s iron hoof comes, the younger brother is willing to become a brother underfoot..."

At this moment, Modu continued to drink, and said very seriously, during this time, Modu was overwhelmed by Temujin's arrogance, wisdom, and peerless commander-in-chief ability.

Hearing this, Temujin immediately lost his alcohol, stared blankly at Maodun, a little unresponsive, why did this brother suddenly say such words, which made him completely unexpected.

In fact, Temujin admired Maodun very much. The so-called sympathy, heroes cherish heroes, grassland people are bold and worship the strong, but in Temujin's eyes, there are very few grassland warriors who can enter his eyes. Zhou Kublai Khan, Wanyan Aguda, Yelu Abaoji, Aixinjueluo Xuanye and his elder brother Aixinjueluo Dorgon and others.

These people are all tribal leaders, prairie warriors, sitting on the land of several states, and they are not weaker than Maodun and him. In the south, wherever they go, they are invincible and invincible, which is a model for the grassland.

"Brother, you...why are you bothering? With your talent, you will surely soar into the sky in the future, sitting on the land of Beizhou, and it will be easy. Why did you make this decision so hastily?"

"Brother, please take a bow. For the talent of the elder brother, I am yearning for it. I hope that the elder brother will be successful, and let the younger brother help the elder brother to help the elder brother to compete in Kyushu..."

"This... well, Brother Meng never abandons me, and thinks highly of me, Temujin, and Temujin swears on the longevity god, as long as my brother never abandons, Temujin will live up to him and be the lord of Kyushu At that time, it must be taught by the Tianwu King of Beizhou, and the hereditary will not replace it..."

"Brother Xie is so arrogant...hahaha..."

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Beizhou, Tianyin City.

"Aiqing Beiming, what do you think about this Huren going south? What do you have to say about this battle? You might as well just say it..."

"Reporting to my lord, the Hu people's southward attack, according to the general, is entirely due to the cold current invasion, which froze too many cattle, sheep and horses, making it difficult for the Hu people to survive, so they had no choice but to go south to plunder. It was just a desperate move;
The reason why a large amount of supplies were plundered by them was mainly because the Hu people were all elite cavalry with strong mobility. They were not for attacking the city, but only for plundering and harassing the strategy, which made our army exhausted and caused heavy losses to the northern states. It must be the fault of the last general.

Moreover, the newly-emerged Maodun and Temujin in the north are rare generals in the grassland. Under the leadership of these two, the combat effectiveness of the grassland cavalry has doubled, and it is very difficult to deal with it..."

Beiming Leng stood straight at His Royal Highness, leaning his body slightly, and lightly looked at Di Xiao above him, feeling a little annoyed in his heart. He knew that this tricky Di Xiao might be angry.

"Oh, the barbarian iron cavalry is too mobile? You can dismount the Xuanwu iron cavalry and claim to be a powerful army in the world. Can't you handle it? Are you teasing the lonely king?"

Speaking of this, Di Xiao, who was originally calm and breezy, immediately turned unkind, his cold eyes squinted at Bei Ming Leng below, murderous intent burst out in his eyes, his slender and white fingers were clenched tightly, his eyebrows slanted Standing vertically, the king's aura all over his body was unwilling to burst out, and he only pressed towards Bei Mingleng.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire hall became very subtle, and the flow of air froze instantly, like the eve of a storm, quiet and dull, and the cold air continued to permeate...

"The last general dare not! This is the last general's command error, I hope the lord will forgive me..."

"Hmph, a command error? The majestic Beizhou God of War can't even deal with a mere barbarian country. Do you think this joke is funny? Don't think that the lonely king is a fool. He doesn't know that you deliberately keep the most elite Xuanwu under your command. What about the strength of the iron cavalry? Can't you rebel?"

Di Xiao's eyes were full of coldness, and he slammed down a memorial, which hit Bei Mingleng's feet, his face was very cold, and his murderous intent locked on Bei Mingleng.

"The last general doesn't dare, I hope the lord will calm down. The reason for the big defeat this time is that the last general did it on purpose, in order to make the Hu people lower their vigilance, and at the most critical moment, give the Hu people a fatal blow..."

Seeing Di Xiao's fury, Bei Ming Leng's heart felt cold, knowing that if he refused to give in, something might happen.

Di Xiao is the son of Dihe, the great Yin king of the previous generation. He is a man of great talent and great strategy. He is resourceful in martial arts and martial arts. Although it relied on the shadow of the previous Great Yin King, it is still extraordinary.

"What? Deliberately show the enemy weakness, and then at the critical moment, give the enemy a fatal blow? Well, since you said so, the lonely king has nothing to say, and will go to the north next year..."

Hearing this, Di Xiao's face softened a little, and he tapped the desk lightly with his thin hands, and then he silently squinted at Bei Mingleng, as if he was thinking, and also seemed to see through Bei Mingleng with his eyes.

At the same time, an imperceptible sternness flashed across Di Xiao's eyes, and with a cold drink, he repelled Bei Ming Leng, his eyes slightly closed, and fell into deep thought...

After Bei Mingleng walked out of the hall, he pretended to be indifferent and left the palace.

"Hey, showing the enemy weakness, this doesn't seem to be your Beimingleng style, right? I remember that the legendary Beizhou God of War always goes forward bravely, invincible, and invincible. When do you need to use tricks to win? Don’t you? Aren’t you afraid of smashing the signboard of your Beizhou God of War?”

At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly came from behind him. When he turned around, he saw a vulgar man with a curly beard. This man was An Lushan, the general who had recently joined Di Xiao.

"Hmph, yellow-mouthed boy, when the old man is in power, you don't know where to feed, how dare you question the old man's plan? Doing such a villainous act, the old man is ashamed to be with you..."

Looking at Anlu Mountain, Bei Mingleng immediately understood where the memorial came from. It turned out that this villain impeached him and fanned the flames in Di Xiao's ear, otherwise Di Xiao would be furious?
Looking at Bei Mingleng who was leaving angrily, a gloomy murderous intent flashed in An Lushan's eyes, he looked at Bei Mingleng who was drifting away with a sinister smile, and laughed coldly.

"If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do anything about it, 'the former God of War of Beizhou', where did your tens of thousands of basalt cavalry go, you don't need to remind me, you know it, Anmou is good to persuade, I hope you don't I was wrong, hahaha..."

"Hmph, the old man is sitting upright, not afraid of the slander of you and other villains, if you have the ability to continue impeaching me, you see, I am afraid or not, hum..."

Hearing this, Beiming Leng's footsteps faltered, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he was a little flustered, but he still gave an extremely forceful reprimand and left the palace.

"Humph, what a villain did? Not afraid of the Great Yin King? Humph, just wait and see, and see if I don't uproot your Beiming clan and knock you off the altar, I won't be named An anymore, but it's going to be a day." , a dying person dares to be reckless and rampant, he doesn't know how to live or die, hmph..."

An Lushan's face was gloomy. He hated Bei Mingleng, not just because he monopolized the military power;

It is also because Bei Mingleng dominated the battlefield 20 years ago, leaving no room for him wherever he went, beheading his father, the loyal general An Tianzheng, so he determined to kill Beimingleng with his own hands, and avenge An Tianzheng avenge…

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(End of this chapter)