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Chapter 585 Vicious

 Xixia, Xingqing City.

Monk Kongji hurried into the palace, and Shi Le was waiting for him.

"The King."

"Just just got the news that Jing Tianlie died in battle, the Chiyan Army was gone, and his family went out for a walk in the morning and has not returned yet."

Shi Le handed the battle report to Monk Kongji.

After reading the battle report, Monk Kongji sighed slowly, Jing Tianlie's failure was not unexpected.

In the battle of Jade Buddha Pass, Jing Tianlie had the advantage of geographical advantage and doubled his strength, but he still lost.

This failure was also expected. Monk Kongji just wanted him to be a guide to the barbarians.

"Before going to the expedition, I told him that I could just be a guide for Yelu Hong. If you attack with the advantage of military strength, you will surely win." ??

"But he wanted to launch a surprise force, intercept and ambush in the canyon, and finally die."

Monk Kongji analyzed Long Chen and believed that Long Chen was very good at sending surprise troops and could defeat the more with fewer troops.

Therefore, the safest way is to attack head-on and crush it with quantity.

But Jing Tianlie was too arrogant and did not listen to the advice of Monk Kongji.

"Jing Tianlie died in battle and Jing Feng disappeared. What does the national teacher think?"

Monk Kongji's face turned cold and said, "I guess Jing Tianlie is worried about his mother and ask Jing Feng to return to Xingqing City to pick up people and escape."

Shi Le nodded and asked, "What should the national teacher do if he thinks it should be done?"

Monk Kongji said in a sinister tone, "If Jing Feng leaves, he will definitely go to Nanliang, and this person cannot be kept."

In any case, Jing Feng is also a powerful Martial Emperor. He has commanded the army and is not an ordinary person.

Jingfeng cannot beat Long Chen, so he can still deal with Xixia.

If it is used in Nanliang, Xixia will also be in trouble.

"Ma Fang!"

The eunuch Ma Fang came in and said, "Your Majesty."

Shi Le issued an order: "Send iron kids to search for the whereabouts of Jing Tianlie's family and Jing Feng, and do not need to leave a living mouth, so the general should be put down!"

Iron Harrier is the most elite cavalry in Xixia, with fast speed and fierce combat.

Monk Kongji

He said, "Let the King of Modish and the King of Yasha go together."

Shi Le nodded and said, "Let Shi Ming and Ma Zun lead the troops, and cannot let Jing Feng leave alive."

Ma Fang went to make arrangements immediately.

"How is Mojie?"

Shi Le is very concerned about this once-in-a-century Buddhist genius.

Monk Kongji sighed: "I don't know what magic Long Chengen used. I have been persuading him for a long time and have tried all the methods, but I still refuse to repent."

Shi Le said in a serious tone: "National Master, I am the king's ugly words ahead, if he never repents."

Monk Kongji looked sad and nodded slightly: "I know, if. If it really comes to that time, I will do it myself."

Mojie was raised by Monk Kongji. The two of them were like masters, fathers, and disciples, and sons.

Mojie was brainwashed by Long Chen, and Monk Kongji was heartbroken. He was unwilling to kill Mojie unless he had no choice.

But if it is really irreversible, Monk Kongji can make up his mind.

"That's good, I don't want to say much."

"Where are we considering helping Yelu Hong? Jing Tianlie is dead. Yelu Hong is probably not Long Cheng'en's opponent."

The barbarians are large in number, but Shi Le is worried.

Monk Kongji nodded and said, "I think of a solution."

Shi Le nodded, and Monk Kongji withdrew from the palace.

When he returned to Zhaoti Temple, a little novice monk walked by with a plate, and cuckolded the little novice monk.

"Abbot."

The little novice monk respectfully clasped his respectfully and bowed.

"Or don't eat it?"

Kongji asked, looking at the bread on the plate.

"Senior brother sits wither all day and only drinks some water for two or three days."

The little novice monk felt a little sorry for Mojie.

Monk Kongji

His face was gloomy and he turned back to the abbot's room.

The southern foot of Wuli Mountain.

More than 100,000 barbarian cavalry gathered from the east and west sides, and war horses, cattle and sheep were everywhere on the grassland, and tents were everywhere.

Yelu Hong sat in the tent, and underneath the leaders of all races sat.

Sitting on both sides were two middle-aged men with ferocious faces, namely the Left and the Right King Yelu Su, both of Yelu Hong’s tribe members.

Below are the general Koele, the prince Yelu Guang, the wise Abuji, and Zhuoli and Upp. At the end are a tall man with thick eyebrows, who is the leader of the Hungarian tribe, Harley.

Many of the Huns were killed, but there were too many people in the Huns and the resistance was fierce. Yelu Hong finally compromised and appointed Harry as the patriarch.

The Hungarian tribe became the lowest-level tribe and did not participate in any battles.

In the eyes of barbarians, warriors are a privilege and a glory.

If Long Chen hadn't been too powerful, Yelu Hong would never have let the Huns participate in the war.

"Everyone, this time our wolf clan gathers here, the purpose is very simple, to break through Yanmen Pass and enter the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

"The Eastern Zhou Dynasty is a fat sheep. As long as we hit it, we will have whatever we want."

"You all want tea, salt, iron tools, and slaves, and you have as much as you want."

Yelu Hong did not say that he had been killed by Long Chen and wanted to take them to revenge.

He used his robbery of property to incite the barbarian leaders.

After a winter, the barbarians are now a hungry wolf.

"Chhanyu, I wanted to go south in winter. Now our tribe is waiting for the flesh to fill my stomach."

"Our cattle and sheep also need green grass. I heard that there is already grass there in Yanmen Pass."

"The women of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty are very beautiful, very clean and fragrant, hahaha."

Yelu Hong was secretly happy when he saw these patriarchs' greedy appearance.

If you want to plunder, you will follow

Start a war, otherwise you will not be in command.

"Hales!"

Yelu Hong looked at Harley, the leader of the Hungarian tribe sitting at the end, with a cold expression.

“Shanyu.”

Haley stood up respectfully and saluted Yelu Hong.

The atmosphere inside the tent was a bit weird, and everyone treated Harley with a look of despised expression.

"This is the first time you, the Huns, have to cherish it and don't look down on you."

Yelu Hong wanted Harley to work hard.

"On behalf of my tribe, I thank Shanyu."

Halle spoke sincerely.

More than ten years have passed, and some things have faded, and Harley also wants to improve his status. This battle is an opportunity.

"Okay, as long as you can fight and make meritorious contributions, I will improve the status of the Huns."

Yelu Hong drew a cake first.

The tribal leaders next to them all sneered, and they looked down on the losers.

"We will definitely make contributions."

After Harley saluted, he returned to his last seat and sat down.

Yelu Hong said to everyone: "In the front, there are only less than 30,000 guards in Yanmen Pass. Whoever kills more will have more things to divide behind."

"Ten people snatch a head, don't say that I didn't remind you."

The spy reported that there were at most 50,000 troops in Yanmen Pass. Yelu Hong deliberately said less and asked them to rob them.

"Why is it only 30,000? It's not enough for us to share."

"I'm leaving first, I won't wait for you."

"How can this be done? We must set out together, it is unfair."

The barbarians feel like they are snatching the heads.

Yelu Hong shouted: "You can't set out first, you must go together. When you arrive at Yanmen Pass, everyone depends on your ability. I must ensure fairness!"

All the leaders felt that Yelu Hong was right.
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