"Master, I have questions!" Jamuka stood up, staring at him regardless of him.

Wuda looked at Jamuha with a smile. He liked this young general, who was smart, good at thinking and learning. Although he still seemed a little immature, in time, he would definitely be a dazzling general among the Mongolians.

"Say!" Wuda's answer was extremely concise.

"In today's battle, we can clearly win. Although the Tuzo clan leader started a war, he actually shook the enemy's formation and forced the enemy's last two formations to prepare for investment. If at this time, we increase our efforts and even if we cannot destroy it in one fell swoop, we can still win, and we will not let the opponent enjoy the cheers of victory like now, and we will be helplessly swallowing the bitter fruit of failure. I don't understand, please helplessly ask the king to solve the doubts." Jamuka's words behind him seemed not very respectful.

"Bold!" Aslan roared: "Yellow-haired child, what do you know?"

Wuda smiled and waved his hand, "Jamuha's words make sense. I believe that many people have this idea in the big tent, right?"

Most of the people in the tent lowered their heads. Although they did not answer, their expressions were telling Wuda without exception that they agreed with Jamukha's view.

"What you see is whether this battle is successful or not, but what I see is how we deal with it in the future after the outbreak of a full-scale war with Dayue!" Wuda said slowly: "The victory or defeat of a war cannot be anything. This war is destined to be lasting, and it is impossible to decide the victory or defeat in a short period of time. Our Mongolians are the rising sun, the feathered eagle just now, but Dayue is a giant who is old but still has some strength. In a short period of time, we can't do anything to anyone."

Wuda's eyes swept across the faces one by one, "Starting from the day we sent troops, I saw a arrogant expression on everyone's faces, and heard disdainful discussions about the Great Vietnamese army. Many people think that under our smuggled cavalry, the weak Great Vietnamese army will moan and cry under our iron hooves, right?"

Everyone looked up, and indeed, that's what they thought.

"Today, do you still think so?" Wuda looked at everyone and said word by word: "This army is just a border army of Dayue. Although it is elite, it is not the best army of Dayue. But you have seen it. It is such an army that has been severely damaged in Lucheng that can be equal to our elite Mongolian warriors and even gain the upper hand. Do you still think that wherever our horses are heading, the enemy flees with the wind?"

Everyone lowered their heads.

"I have set rules that in the newly occupied territory, we must not burn, kill, loot, or kill ordinary people at will. However, many tribes are indifferent to the sun. In places where I can't see, blood is still rolling, and looting becomes a wind. Kill or drive these people who already belong to us. The most hateful thing is that many of them become our enemies." Wuda said coldly.

"We want to conquer, not kill. What we want is the land, the people, and the wealth that these people will create for us, rather than the bones on the wasteland." Wuda slapped the table heavily, "But many people regard my orders as wind in their ears. Luzhou is vast and sparsely populated, and every Dingkou is precious. However, it is these extremely precious Dingkou for us. How many people have fallen under your sabre in vain. You are satisfied with temporary interests and are jealous of the little wealth in front of you, but you have never thought about the long-term interests of us."

Wuda became more and more angry. The peace of the previous ones disappeared at this time. What replaced him was anger and anger that was anger that was not strong enough. "How many people are there in our Mongolian people, together with more than one million people. Can we gather all those who can fight as soldiers? Can we raise 500,000 soldiers? And how many people are there in the Greater the better, their population is calculated in billions of trillions. We lack combat readiness resources, but they cannot take them all. They even use these precious strategic resources to satisfy their luxurious and lustful life. They can easily organize an army of millions, even if only half of them are as tough as the army we meet today. If they are good at fighting, what awaits us is the fate of destruction."

"With a strong neighbor, we either surrender to him or conquered him. There is no second way to choose from. From our ancestors, we have been working hard continuously. Although we failed, we have not given up on this effort. Now is the best time. The world is sick and he is about to fall. If we do not take this opportunity to conquer him and wait for a giant to stand up again on this land, we may have waited for hundreds of years before we have a chance. Now, your actions are gradually destroying the opportunity we have been waiting for in the desert."

"How do we conquer them? Do we kill them all and kill them? Obviously, this is impossible. Therefore, we must try our best to enrich our strength, and recruit more people from Dayue to serve us and charge us. We treat Dayue people in the conquered areas as kind as our people, so that they can live better than they did in Dayue. Only in this way can we conquer people and make them the source of wealth for us. But now, you are destroying my efforts."

"I named Han Zhong the King of Yi. Many of you are angry and keep secretly putting small shoes on Han Zhong to make trouble. Don't think I don't know. The Da Yue people have a saying, "You have a thousand golds to buy horse bones. Do you understand what this means? If you don't understand, just ask, and read the Da Yue people's books. Han Zhong is the first Da Yue general to surrender to us. I want to set an example so that more people can see that if you invest in our Da Yue, he will have a better future, and there will be countless wealth, beauties, wealth and honor waiting for him."

The more Wuda said, the louder heavier he stood up from a shorter time, and walked around the big tent excitedly, "If we can do this, we will become stronger and stronger. I can tell you clearly that more Dayue people will become your colleagues in the future. Even above you, you must obey the orders under the tents of these Dayue people and bow your head. If you don't want to, then now you will bring your troops and horses. Go back to the desert to guard your cattle and sheep. Go to the desert to drink wind and eat sand. I will never stop it. When my Mongolian tribe is successful, I will still give you a pasture. Let you eat there and wait for death!"

With a bang, Wuda kicked the low table over with one kick.

"Don't calm down!"

The Mongolian generals led by Aslan and Barutu fell into the tent, "We are willing to obey the orders of the king and never dare to violate the orders again."

Listening to Wuda's long speech, Jamukha was sweating coldly. Compared with Wuda, what he saw and thought of was so short-short. Is this the king's pattern? He was convinced.

Tuzo was sweating heavily. He finally understood why he was the one who went to fight today. It turned out that he had secretly sent his subordinates to kill, burn and loot, all of which fell into the eyes of the king. Today, it was a small lesson for him. If the king did not call for the gold and withdraw his troops today, he would not send reinforcements, even if his Lunchun clan did not destroy his clan, he would have greatly damaged his vitality. The blood of hundreds of warriors was the sign that the king warned him. He touched the ground with his head and was trembling.

"Summon Han Zhong to Yumen Pass and take his subordinates! I'll show you how powerful a surrendered Great Vietnamese officer is." Wuda sneered, "He betrayed his country. When facing his former colleagues, he will be more fierce and hateful than you, have more fighting will than you, and will understand combat skills better than you, because he understands that if we lose, he will die without a place to bury!" Wuda sneered.

Outside the tent, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves. A guard rushed into the tent. Seeing the leader kneeling all over the ground, he was stunned and quickly knelt down to the ground.

"What's the matter?" Wuda looked at his personal guard angrily.

"Return to the king, Princess Yardan is here to get an emergency document." The guard got up, took out a cowhide envelope sealed from his arms, and presented it to Wuda with both hands.

After calming down the anger in his heart, he looked at the three feathers on the cowhide envelope, Wuda was stunned. This was a signal of 100,000 urgentness. Did something happen? He tore open the envelope with a rush, and browsed it quickly, and his face suddenly showed a very surprised expression.

"You all go down! Think about what I said today!" Wuda said.

"Yes!" Many tribal leaders bowed and left the tent.

"Aslan, Barutu, Azith, you three stay." said Uda.

Looking at the three ministers he relied on, Wuda handed them the letter paper in his hand, "Look, this is the emergency information of Mole who was transferred by Yaldan. It's so strange."

The three of them looked at Wuda's expression and took the official document in confusion. After reading it, like Wuda, the three of them showed a confused expression on their faces.

"What's the secret here?" Azis said carefully: "It shouldn't be!"

Wuda nodded, "Yes, Yaldan couldn't figure it out, so he rushed to call Mole back. Mole will go directly to my tent. Mole has lived in Dayue for ten years and knows a lot about them. Maybe Mole will give us an explanation."

Anqing, Stone Fort, in more than ten days, the stone fort has changed a lot compared to the previous one. The walls built by giant trees and ice and snow on both sides have extended far to the cliff arms on both sides. Yun Zhao had a wonderful idea to build a high platform with ice and snow, and then hollowed out and compacted it. He actually built another castle with ice and snow, which was adjacent to the cliffs on both sides. On the cliffs, the trestle bridge was windingly connected to the cliffs from above the castle, connecting the entire stone cliff and the castle into a whole. At least in this winter, the castle has almost doubled.

Now the stone fort has accommodated all Yun Zhao's soldiers. What makes Yun Zhao even more happy is that Yan Xiaoyi's recruitment of refugees to join the army has made great progress. I don't know if the Mongolian army's policy has changed. There are suddenly more refugees, and more refugees fled from Tanzhou. Most of the people who can escape here are young and strong men. The weak, weak, women and children have almost been eliminated during the journey of escape. As long as these people are given a bowl of rice, they will join Yun Zhao's team without hesitation.

In less than half a month, Yun Zhao's team expanded to more than 1,500 people. Although Yun Zhao was happy with more and more people in the team, Yun Zhao was even more worried about what happened in Tanzhou?

The people who recruited in first could not go to the battlefield for a while, Yun Zhao threw them into the Hulu Valley for special training. In the Bayankala Mountains, Jiang Feng and the people who crossed the river in Wudu had already opened a path of about dozens of miles long. Although he had only cut off the dense woods and shrubs on the road and could barely leave, in the vast Bayankala Mountains, as long as he did not get lost, it would be a great achievement. This path closely linked the stone fort and Hulu Valley.

Yun Zhao decided to find Yue Ming, but the Mongolian army opposite did not move, but Yun Zhao wanted to move. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!