Northwest Battalion.

"Master Hou, there is no news from the capital, is it possible that we and the Turks are in such a stalemate?"

Yun Hanqing stood outside the tent, standing in the wind, looking in the direction where the Turkic royal court was located, and said: "Wait patiently, I believe that the Emperor Taishang will make the most correct decision." Qin Wu stood beside him, the two of them were half a step apart, and when he heard this, Qin Wu said: "The people led by Gongzi and Mo Gongzi will be near the Turkic Royal Court one day, and if they suddenly receive the news of retreat, they may not obey the order." ”

After a pause, he added: "The Turks are very cunning and have always been untrustworthy, and their subordinates will never believe in their sincerity in seeking peace. ”

"Wait!" Yun Hanqing's narrow eyes were half-narrowed, and the divine light in his eyes was as dark as a pool, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

Qin Wu replied in a low voice, and then lowered his head and did not say anything more.

The sun was setting in the west, in the court of the Turkic kings, the khan Jiekun was about fifty years old, and at this moment he was lying on the couch very comfortably, enjoying the service of the women around him, and this scene was seen in the eyes of Princess Dia, which made this princess who was not inferior in courage and strategy to her brothers extremely disgusted.

Standing quietly in the center of the big tent, she didn't know how long the hours had passed, but her legs were gradually numb, but she still didn't see her father Khan open his eyes, and waved away those lowly women to listen to her a few words.

The hands hanging by her side tightened, and Princess Dia finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "Father Khan, the son thinks it is more appropriate to transfer back 30,000 warriors to stay in the royal court." "There are only 120,000 warriors in total, and she really doesn't understand how her father, who has always been cautious, suddenly let General Kerr and the three imperial brothers lead an army of 100,000 to leave the royal court and make a detour to attack the border city of Dajin?

Yes, she knew that suing for peace with the Great Jin was just a cover to delay time, so that their army could surprise the Great Jin with a blow, and then tear a big gap from the solid border fortress defense city of the Great Jin Dynasty to achieve the purpose of entering the Central Plains. However, there are only 20,000 soldiers and horses left on the royal court's side, what if there is a surprise attack by the men and horses of the Great Jin?

Baekje and Silla have been destroyed, Tuyuhun and Rouran have also been destroyed, and those small tribes that have not formed a climate have all ceased to exist, and now only the Turks can compete with the Great Jin, but it is really so desperate that it is difficult to guarantee that the Turks will not die, so she has to try to hold the royal court, so as not to be attacked by the Great Jin and lose her base camp, causing an irreparable situation.

"Have you got in touch with the national teacher?" Jie Kun slowly opened his eyes and stared at the little daughter he had always loved very much: "You should know that as long as the national teacher helps, it will not be difficult for me to win the Great Jin Dynasty." ”

Princess Dia shook her head: "I haven't received a reply from the national teacher yet. After a moment's pause, she pursed her lips, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, and she said: "Father Khan, Aunt Simba once said that the national teacher no longer owes me anything. Simba is the younger sister of Jiekun, who is now in her forties and is still unmarried.

"Go, call your aunt over. Jie Kun waved his hand, and the women who were waiting around him hurriedly saluted and withdrew from the big tent: "What are you still doing in a daze? Go and call your aunt!" Seeing the little daughter standing still, Jie Kun's face changed slightly, and his voice couldn't help but be cold.

"Father Khan, it's useless for you to come to Aunt Simba, she won't contact the national teacher. Thinking of the white-robed figure, with a long body and a cold aura, Dia felt a palpitation uncontrollably.

She knew for as long as she could remember that Aunt Simba liked that man, and that she had heard that the man had been rescued by Aunt Simba, and that Aunt Simba had kept him many times, so she agreed to stay and treat the herdsmen.

Yes, that man knows medicine, and his medical skills are quite good, although he has the status of a national teacher, but he has no trouble treating ordinary herdsmen, he has very few words, but when he looks at those lowly herdsmen, who are not well fed, clothed, and tormented by illness, his eyes will show unconcealed compassion.

Noticing his eyes, she felt that she was too kind of a woman, obviously noble, why should she care about the life and death of those lowly people, but slowly, she found that she was wrong, and found that he was a sacred, unattainable existence, in his eyes, it seems that there is no distinction between dignity and inferiority, all things are equal, otherwise, he will not condescend to treat the body of lowly people.

In this way, she fell in love with him, but he never looked at her, let alone knew that she had a love for him.

Thinking of this, Dia felt bitter in her heart, and couldn't help but laugh at herself: Aunt Simba was the first beauty on the grassland back then, and even today, Aunt Simba's beauty is still unmatched, but such a woman with unparalleled appearance and a free and easy temperament but not losing her softness can't enter his heart, and she has been trapped by love for decades, what can she do to let him treat him with blue eyes?

"Go and tell your aunt that the survival of my Turks is at stake, and if she doesn't want to be a Turkic sinner, she'd better come and see Ben Khan immediately. Jie Kun's face became more and more bad, and his tone was obviously aggravated.

The corners of Dia's mouth twitched, and she finally left.

After a while, she returned to the big tent, and there was a very beautiful woman in the tent with her.

"Simba see the Great Khan!" The woman is Jiekun's sister, named Simba, she saluted respectfully, stood in the center of the tent with an expressionless face, raised her eyes and looked at Jiekun quietly, after a moment, she opened her mouth, and her voice was unwavering: "The royal brother asked Dia to call me over but didn't speak, is this to play a silent guessing game with Simba?"

Jiekun's eyes were stained with a faint pain, but it was fleeting, and he sighed: "It's been many years, and you still hate me for that incident?" At that time, the reason why he forced her to do what she didn't want to do was nothing more than to get the attention of his father Khan, and to make a difficult decision to sit on the throne in the future, and for their brother and sister and grandmother to live a good life in the royal court.

It turned out that he had made the right decision, otherwise, he would not have succeeded his father Khan as the new Turkic king......

Simba said, "Hate you, do I dare?"

"Simba, you must know that if I hadn't forced you back then, you would have been married to a wife today. Jie Kun's gloomy eyes locked on his sister, and he said word by word: "Yes, I asked you to repay your kindness, but I didn't treat him badly, did I? He has status, he has wealth, and you have also lived the life you want, tell me, what are you not satisfied with?"

"The life I want to live? The Great Khan knows what kind of life I want to live?" Simba's expression did not change, but his tone revealed a faint coldness: "I saved him only because I wanted to save him, but the Great Khan was good, he had to force me to use the saving grace to ask him in return, he agreed, as soon as I opened my mouth, he agreed, but as soon as I opened my mouth, there was an unbridgeable gap between me and him." ”