"Then what are we going to do?" Dou Yiai was very excited when she heard about the war. "Idiot, when the time comes, I will catch Mao Dun dancing in front of you and give you all her wives and daughters!"

"If you want me to die, just tell me!" Qin Mo shot him with a kick, "If you want to offer it, it is for His Majesty. Why are you offering it to me? Do you think I have lived too long?"

Dou Yiai rubbed her butt and said, "What are you afraid of? Can't we just present it to His Majesty after playing?"

Qin Mo was speechless for a moment, and Chai Rong quickly pulled Dou Yiai over and said, "Brother Qin, then we are waiting for news from the scouts before we attack Maodun, right?"

"Yeah." Qin Mo said: "Kusugule Lake is far from Xiaohai, and it only takes a day and a half to go back and forth. As long as we are sure that Maodun is indeed there, it means Qian Renjiang is right.

Now that the reinforcements from the Northwest Slaves have been wiped out, Su Yun should have no problem dealing with the 100,000 people in Xiakou Mountain.

In the east and west directions, there were also King Heng, Jun Chenbu, Ji He, and Shi Dan, who directly blocked Maodun's eastward path.

The Ashide tribe and the Ashina tribe ambushed in Longting, and their number was only about 50,000.

Therefore, the maximum number of people in Maodun Longting does not exceed 100,000.

Those women and children must have been placed in the original Dragon Court by him to create the illusion of a large number of people.

After we finished firing the cannon and rushed over, they came over from behind.

There is a 60 to 70 percent chance that we will lose.

This kind of defeat is not acceptable to us."

Qin Mo analyzed the battle situation and drew everyone's positions on the ground.

"It's a pity that Mao Dun didn't expect us to be so bold as to send a commando to go back.

Otherwise, his layout is really awesome.

He is worthy of being the eagle that once again allowed Beinu to stand on the top of the grassland."

Qin Mo still admired Mo Dun. The Beinu had lived in the depths of the desert for thousands of years and managed to unify the grasslands when the Tiejue and other tribes were raging.

This is what happened to Da Qian. If it were a weak Central Plains dynasty, maybe we could just create an alternative version of Da Yuan.

Everyone gathered around Qin Mo, listening to his analysis of the situation, and everyone was afraid in their hearts.

If they make a mistake, or if they have bad luck, they may be broken up by Yalkin now.

Or someone made dumplings for me.

"Xiao Dou, Xiao Chai, when the time comes, you two will lead the cavalry to outflank Mao Dun from the left and right wings. Don't let Mao Dun escape.

The remaining people must accurately bombard Beinu Longting!"

Qin Mo adjusted his battle plan in time.

Since God is chasing after me to feed myself, I don’t think about myself or the more than ten thousand brothers.

I hid in a shady mountain range near Kusugule Lake for a day and a night. On the afternoon of the next day, the scouts came to report.

The Dragon Court in Maodun is indeed next to the sea.

Not only that, the distribution of troops is also similar to what the thousand-man general said.

Qin Mo nodded and hurriedly ordered the march.

It's the end of the Chou period now. If we go fast, we can reach Xiaohai early tomorrow morning.

I have been wandering around the grassland for almost a month, and now the grassland has entered summer, and it will get completely dark when I am about to give birth.

It's not hot in the grasslands in mid-June, and it's even a little cool at night.

This is the most comfortable time to travel.

At this time, by the small seaside.

In the Beinu Long Court, Mao Dun looked at his wife Yan. Even though his wife was old and beautiful, Mao Dun still loved his wife deeply.

"It's a pity that my concubine is old and beautiful, and can no longer give birth to an heir for Chanyu." Mrs. Yan hugged Maodun Shanyu, her eyes full of regret.

"You have given birth to a son for me. I have two sons, one is a Chanyu from Xinbei Nu and the other is a Chanyu from Northwest Nu.

If I die, I will die. At least the bloodline of Beinu has not been cut off." Mao Dun said: "I am old, almost sixty years old. On the grassland, few people can live to my age.

Although my two sons betrayed me, this is the law of the grassland. The alpha wolf will eventually be replaced by a new generation of wolf kings.

Then he will be eaten by the new wolf king, and everything he has will be inherited by the new wolf king!"

Facing the betrayal of Yi Zhixie and his military officials, Mao Dun was actually not very sad. This was normal. The so-called fatherly kindness and filial piety of the Central Plains people could not be maintained on the grasslands.

"The Shanyu is the hero and eagle of the grassland and the leader of the Northern Nu's renaissance. How can he be so depressed?" Yan said: "I believe that the Shanyu will drive away the Dagan people and unify the grassland again!"

"You have quite a lot of confidence in me!" Modun smiled, knowing very well that he was old and his claws and teeth had deteriorated.

He could no longer scare the wolves, but used cruel methods to force them forward.

"That's natural. Shan Yu is a god in my heart!" Mrs. Yan looked at Mo Dun, with still girlish admiration in her eyes.

Mao Dun squinted his eyes, enjoying Yan's admiration.

After he defeated Da Gan this time, he gave up Beinu Courtyard to Yi Zhixie.

Compared to the weakness of military ministers, he preferred Yi Zhixie's cunning and insidiousness.

These are the qualities required of a qualified wolf king.

Yi Zhixie is quite suitable, but I don't know why his army hasn't arrived yet.

But counting the time, it will be here in the next few days.

Yizhixie has been attacking the Western Region for a long time, how could there be a ready-made Beinu Longting?

When the time comes, he will cooperate and Yi Zhixian will fight for the throne.

On the surface, Yi Zhixiao had surrendered to Da Gan, but her heart was still with him.

Although this was also Yi Zhixie's plan, Mao Dun appreciated that when he was weak, it was the right choice to bow his head appropriately in exchange for a lot of benefits for himself.

At that time, it would be hard for Da Gan to continue attacking Beinu, right?

So Modu's calculations were clear in his heart.

It's a pity that the military officials were so stupid that they actually became Da Gan's lackeys.

Otherwise, he is quite suitable.

Thinking of this, Mao Dun felt contented, so what if he gets old, what if he dies?

He hugged his wife and said, "When I die, will you stay with me?"

The Yan family was stunned for a moment, thinking that Mo Dun was talking about dying of old age naturally, so she said: "I am not young anymore. When the Chanyu dies, my concubine will naturally die too.

When the time comes, I will be buried with Shanyu."

"OK."

Modun stroked his wife's hair and said, "Don't worry, you and I will definitely be buried together."

Mrs. Yan lowered her head, smiled charmingly, and got into the mattress.

Mao Dun squinted his eyes and murmured: "Li Shilong, you and I have been fighting for a lifetime, but in the end I am better than you.

Just wait, even if I die, my son, my children and grandchildren will still be on the grassland.

One day, my descendants will destroy your great power.

Heavenly Khan?

Bullshit Heavenly Khan, only I, Maodun, am the real Heavenly Khan!"

He laughed.

When Mrs. Yan heard what Mao Dun said, she worked even harder.

Just like back then, whenever Mo Dun came back from fighting, the first thing he did was drag her into the camp.

No matter the blood stains all over his body.
Chapter completed!