Just when Jie Li had not decided to withdraw his troops, an action against the Turks was underway.

In the White Wolf City of Songmo Protectorate, soldiers were covered with helmets and armor, guarding everywhere. War horses frequently entered and exited the city, and the military rations and weapons in the treasury were placed in the open space and prepared to be moved into the carriage.

This is a sign of a war before it comes.

Wang Shi, who is now the general Yingyang Lang, stood in front of Yingyang Mansion with a sword in his hand, and said to the hundreds of red-robed soldiers below: "According to the orders of the Emperor and the Great Protector, you can quickly go to the Khitan, Martyr, Dingling, Bai Feng, and Wei tribes on the east, south, west and north, to summon soldiers who can fight and go to Bailang City to meet together!"

A messenger asked, "Do you dare to ask the general, what should we do to assemble our troops?"

Wang Shi said solemnly: "Do you still need to ask? Of course, you are preparing to fight the Turks!" When he said this, Wang Shi showed a look of eagerness to try.

The soldiers were all excited and said, "The Turks attacked Youjing City, and we were staring at us, holding our breath. These His Majesties finally had to fight against the Turks."

‘We are soldiers from our Songmo Protectorate and Ruoshuizhou Protectorate. I don’t know how long we have been waiting for this day.’

‘Destroy the Turks and unify the grasslands.’

Wang Shi heard this and cursed: "Don't talk too much, save some energy on the road. You will immediately gather troops from various tribes and take golden arrows. Even if the horses are killed, they will notify all tribes and tell them to bring all the elite soldiers of the tribe. If they don't bring them back, don't come to see me."

"No!" The messengers agreed.

In Liaodong County, there is a Khitan village on the edge of the Liao River.

In the open space in the center of the village, men carried their prey back and piled them on the ground.

Such as roe deer, wild pheasant, and goats are placed all over the ground, while women's faces are filled with joy of harvest, busy peeling the hunted prey, leather can be tanned and sold to Han people in the future, and meat is enough for the whole village to have tooth sacrifices.

The children in the village ran around the open space with their bare butts, and were full of excitement when they looked at the prey.

The patriarch picked up a large piece of tea brick from his legs. This was exchanged for fox fur when he went to Liucheng half a year ago.

The patriarch carefully peeled off a little tea bricks, and then placed them in a porcelain pot with several missing mouths on the edge of his eyes and cooked them. Then the patriarch talked to several old men in the village about preparing for winter.

At this time, on the tribe's watchtower, the tribe members informed the clan leader that someone had come, and soon they rode a fast horse and appeared in the village.

Seeing that the person on the horse was an official familiar to Zhao State, the clan leader did not dare to neglect to bring several old men from the clan forward. The clan leader stepped forward and said, "Dignified Lord Zhao State, we are ready for the tax this fall."

The patriarch ordered people to take out a pack of money.

The patriarch had no reluctance to paying taxes to Zhao State.

Two years ago, his entire clan moved from the east coast of Liaodong to the west coast. Zhao State gave the Khitans land to grazed and cultivated, and in return the Khitans only had to give the Zhao court every year, and each adult man would be taxed by one ounce.

If there was no copper coins to pay, the Khitans could also exchange them with horses, cloth, cattle and sheep. The tax paid to the Goguryeo people back then was ten times more than this.

The official jumped off his horse and said to the clan leader with a smile on his face: "Old clan, I'm not here to ask for money."

The patriarch asked, "What is Lord Zhao coming for?"

The official of Zhao State took out a golden arrow from his waist and said to the clan leader: "This is a golden arrow for the dispatch of troops. My emperor has an order. All troops west of Liaodong must lead their troops to Daluopo to gather. Last year, Ru Village registered in the Ru Village, there were 576 people, and the number of soldiers given to you in the county is thirty adults and strong."

It turned out that it was a communist to fight, and the patriarch began to think about it.

"Thirty people! This is a bit too many. We have average harvest this year, and we still need to stay for the New Year. If we lose thirty people, we will be very sad this winter."

The patriarch carefully looked at the face of the official of Zhao State. If the other party showed a little dissatisfaction, he would immediately change his words.

Unexpectedly, the official nodded and said, "I have considered your difficulties. The county chief said that if you send thirty dynasties to join the army, then your tax on this year can be exempted. If you are unable to send thirty dynasties, then you must also dispatch ten dynasties, but this year's tax on this year can't be exempted."

‘And if we win the battle, your tribe members will receive rewards. If your tribe members make contributions, they may also receive military merits. So I advise you to think about it carefully.’

The patriarch nodded after hearing this, thinking that the conditions were pretty good. So the clan members turned around and discussed with several old men in the clan in Khitan, and then turned around and said to the envoy of Zhao State: "Since that's the case, let's send thirty Dings. As for Ding money, we stay and buy some food from other tribes. This way, there will be no problem after this winter."

The official laughed and said, "That's fine."

The patriarch said: "Mr. Zhao, stay for the night tonight. We have prepared a sumptuous meal and a comfortable place for you."

After hearing the clan leader's words, several Khitan women on the side also looked here frequently. The Zhao official knew that the Khitans had a custom of having wives and guests, but he had no time to say: "If you are in military affairs, you should come and visit again another day!"

Speaking of this, the officials of Zhao State looked at the Khitan women reluctantly.

To the north of Huangshui, the Khanate of the Xi tribe of the King of He.

The king of the sacred kings of the sacred kings were eating the fat mutton that had just been roasted. The fat of the mutton was slapped on its fur coat, but for the sacred king, there was only this piece of mutton in his eyes.

But with Tuli's personal arrival, Ji Jin immediately put down the knife in his hand.

Shi Jin's face was full of horror and shouted to the left and right side of the tent: "Come, come, come!"

He shouted for a while, but no one agreed. Shi Jin's face suddenly showed a look of despair, and he knelt on the ground with a thud and said, "Greetings to Khan!"

Shi Jin didn't know how Tuli entered his big tent, but the guards beside him didn't respond no matter how he called him.

Tuli looked at the bowing Qi Jin coldly and said, "Do you still recognize me as a khan?"

‘Of course, Khan, I am an in-laws, I have something to say slowly.’

Suddenly, he snorted: "In-law? Then why was your humiliated king tribe the first to defect when Jie Li fought against me?"

Shi Jin kept kowtowing and said, "Jie Li has too many soldiers and horses. I was scared, so I retreated. Khan spared his life. Afterwards, I sent someone to shelter Khan's tribe members, and they are all well cared for now."

Tuli said with both hands on his back: "When Chu Luo Ren Khan, I asked me to take charge of the three tribes of the Xi tribe, Khitan, Bai Jun, and Wei tribes. There are so many tribes waiting for the jin. I trust you the most in the silence of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the King of the People. But what about you? How did you repay me?"

Shi Jin was sweating all over and said, "Khan gives me another chance. Give me another one."

Tuli said: "There is no chance. I only have one trust in Tuli. Don't worry, your son will be in charge of the King of the Suihe tribe. As for you, you should have a good rest." After that, Tuli left.

"Khan, spare your life! Khan, spare your life!"

Tuli walked outside the tent. Under the Khan's flag, thousands of soldiers from the King of Suihe tribe saw Tuli walk out of the tent and all knelt down.

Tuli didn't even look at him, but took his own troops and left the Xi Khan Court. What awaited him more than ten miles away were Guo Xiaoke and the 30,000 troops of Zhao State.

When Guo Xiaoke saw Tuli, he asked, "Eliminate that fence-bearing?"

Tuli nodded casually and said, "Yes, now the three tribes of the Xi tribe have re-attached me again. No, it should be said that they are only obliged to you, Zhao State."

Speaking of this, Tuli looked at the appearance of the Zhao army in the distance.

After hearing the words from Tuli, Guo Xiaoke smiled and said, "Why do you have to say that Khan? You are still in your favor, but you are not in our Zhao State. This is not the same."

Tuli sneered: "We Tuli are not as hypocritical as you. Now that Khan has lost all his prestige after this defeat, he will rely on the expressions of Zhao people in the future. But if your emperor can defeat Jie Li this time, it will be enough for me to breathe this time."

Guo Xiaoke smiled and said, "Khan was joking, but my emperor did not want to conquer the Turks. Instead, he hoped to establish a new order on the grassland and resolve the grievances of Hu Han for thousands of years. Jie Li violated the emperor's background and broke the rules. We must destroy him, otherwise there will be another Jie Li in the future."

When Tuli heard Guo Xiaoke say this, he seemed to hear some funny joke, and smiled back and forth on the horse's back. Then Tuli curled his smile and said, "You said that Emperor Zhao is to establish a new order on the grassland, not to unify the grassland. Well, I am still willing to believe this set of lies. At least to make others feel comfortable to listen to, let me wait and see!"

In a large tent next to the Qin River in Wuhou, Princess Yicheng and her confidant Zhang Changxun sat in the tent together.

The maids were all behind the tent, and Princess Yicheng and Zhang Changxun were having a secret chat. The relationship between them was obviously beyond the monarch and minister.

"You said that the emperor of Zhao wanted to order troops to fight against the Turks in Daluo?"

Zhang Changxun said: "Yes, the true news is that Songmo Protectorate and the Liaodong counties have received the transfer order issued by Li Chongjiu, and Tuli. With the help of Guo Xiaoke's 30,000 troops, they have also gathered the original troops north of Huangshui, and the three tribes of the Xi tribe have re-surrected Tuli again."

"Now half of the grassland has turned toward Li Chongjiu. I think the sky on this grassland is about to change."

Princess Yicheng covered her blanket and looked at the stove in front of her and said, "But winter on the grassland is coming, and Jie Li has an army of 200,000. Do you think Li Chongjiu is suitable to deal with Jie Li at this time?"

Zhang Changxun thought for a while and said, "I don't know, princess, do you think we want it?"

Princess Yicheng was silent for a while and said, "Wait for the opportunity, we have tolerated Jie Li. The Turks have been so long, and we will never miss this opportunity now."

After saying that, Princess Yicheng held Zhang Changxun's hand and said, "Promise me, don't let me fall into the hands of the Turks again?"
Chapter completed!