On the grassland thousands of miles northwest of Heifeng Village, the boundless green is covered by the black oppressive people and horses, the neighing of horses and the shouts of people resounded in the sky, and the rain of arrows and swords were intertwined. At every moment, someone is shouting, and at every moment someone falls, dyeing the earth red, interweaving into a majestic and cruel picture.

Juekong and Wanyan Kang were on a small slope a few miles away, staring at the battlefield in the distance, and were startled by the sound in the distance, and the horses under Juekong's seat became restless.

Juekong jumped off the horse, stroking the horse's neck and reciting the scriptures of the soul.

The horses gradually settled down.

Wan Yankang waved his whip and pointed to the battlefield and asked, "Master nephew, if you look at these two sides, who can win?" ”

Although Juekong and Wan Yankang were miles away from the battlefield at this time, both of them had excellent eyesight, and they could see the battlefield fighting and fighting each other clearly.

There were two sides of the battle, one side was attacking from the northeast, and there were at least 100,000 people in the formation. On the defensive side, although the number of soldiers and horses is small, the soldiers and horses are strong, although they are on the defensive, they also support them to the fullest.

Both armies are Mongolian tribes, the soldiers usually dismount as herdsmen, get on horses as soldiers, are extremely poorly dressed, there are very few people in armor, the offensive is tied with a black scarf for identification, and the head of the defensive side is tied with a red scarf for identification.

After listening to Yan Kang's question, Juekong looked at it carefully for a while, and replied seriously: "The side that ties the red scarf wants to win!" ”

Wan Yan Kang sighed: "What's the explanation?" ”

Juekong pointed to the side of the red scarf and said: "The soldiers and horses of the red scarf are strong, although they are on the defensive, but their men and horses are divided into left and right wings to firmly resist the enemy, and they do not show defeat at all. Now the black scarf side, although the number of people is large, but it seems that it is led by multiple leaders, and they cannot form a joint force with each other, just like opening their fists and poking the opponent with ten fingers, how can they hurt the enemy. Moreover, there are thousands of people left behind the scarve-wearing ones who have not moved so far, apparently to recuperate their strength, and when the enemy offensive is exhausted, they can kill again, and then they can break the enemy in one fell swoop. ”

Wan Yankang nodded.

At this time, the two warring sides were the combined forces of Temujin and Wang Han on one side, and the twelve allied forces under the command of Zamuhe on the other.

Temujin and Zamuhe were originally sworn brothers, and after Temujin became Khan in the Qiyan Ministry, Zamujin was angry and led his troops to break away from the Qiyan Ministry, and became an enemy of Temujin.

A year earlier, Zamuha had formed a coalition of more than a dozen tribes and launched a major war against Temujin, defeating him in a crushing manner.

At that time, the coalition army consisted of thirteen tribes, and they were originally afraid of Temujin's strength, so they followed Zamu's unity to attack Temujin. Although Temujin was defeated in the previous battle, he was defeated but not defeated, and after Zamuhe's coalition broke the myth of Temujin's invincibility, they each wanted to retain their strength, and they were afraid that Zamuhe would take the opportunity to sit big, so they refused to kill Temujin and did not kill them all.

After Temujin took a breath, he defeated the main beggar tribe of the coalition army with his backhand, killed its leader, and the generals Mu Huali and his son surrendered.

This Mu Huali later became Temujin's first general, and once took the lead in navigating the Central Plains alone, and made great achievements.

After Temujin annexed the beggar tribe of the lord, the remaining twelve tribes felt threatened, so they formed a coalition army under the convocation of Zamuhe to attack Temujin. Temujin had suffered a big loss before, where would he fall in the same place, he knew that he had too few soldiers and horses, and he was by no means the opponent of the Zamuhe coalition army. He sent his generals to the Kereh Department to offer a lot of gold and beauties, and invited Wang Han to come to help in the war.

When Temujin was a teenager, he called Wang Han his father-in-law, and the relationship between the two parties has always been close. This time, Temujin's posture was sufficient, also known as the ambition of the wolf son of Zamuhe, if he destroyed the Qiyan tribe, he would attack the Kereh tribe, and moved Wang Han with the cold meaning of his lips and teeth, so that he could raise 60,000 elite soldiers of the Kereh tribe to help in the war.

In this battle, Temujin's beggar army only had more than 30,000 people, plus Wang Han's Kereh tribe of 60,000 people, which was not enough for 100,000.

The combined forces of the twelve tribes on the Zamuhe side were close to 200,000, which was multiple that of Temujin's. Although the coalition side is led by Zamuhe, Zamuhe is only a temporary leader, and the soldiers of each department still obey the direct orders of the leaders of their tribes.

The twelve tribes came with a crowd, seemingly aggressive, but in fact, each of them had the intention of saving themselves and consuming others, and only used eight points of strength at most.

Temujin and Wang Han were vulnerable, but they were soldiers who used their lives. Temujin took the lead and led his troops to fight in front, leaving only Mu Huali to lead 5,000 men and horses to stand by.

When Wan Yankang rushed to Zhongdu to change horses, he received news that Zamuhe was connected everywhere and that a big war was about to break out on the grassland. During the period of recuperation in Black Wind Village, he even asked Aguli to send people to inquire about the news and report it at any time, and finally did not miss this battle.

This battle was an important battle for the rise of Temujin's beggar tribe, and Wanyan Kang knew that the result would be a great victory for Temujin and a great defeat for Zamuhe.

At this time, if it were an ordinary person, most people would think that the side of Zamuhe, who was outnumbered, would have a better chance of winning, but after looking at the battle situation, Juekong concluded that the side of King Han of Temujin would definitely win.

This made Wan Yankang secretly praise in his heart that this master nephew is not only strong in martial arts, but also has an amazing natural sense of smell on the battlefield.

Sure enough, after attacking the Zamuhe side for a long time, the decline gradually appeared. Seeing this, Temujin shook the banner, and Mu Huali led his elite soldiers to fight out from the flank and rear, first defeating the left-wing tribe of the Zamuhe coalition army and joining the battle group.

Temujin and Wang Han also turned defense into attack and launched a strategic onslaught, and the defeat of the Zamuhe side was like a mountain, and the defeated army fell like a snowball, falling apart.

Wan Yankang saw that the victory and defeat of the two armies had been divided, so he immediately turned his horse's head and walked away from the battlefield.

The two were silent, urging the horse to gallop, and after dozens of miles, the shouting and killing sound of the earth-shattering sky in the distance could not be heard at all, and Wan Yankang took the lead in slowing down the horse.

Seeing that Yan Kang didn't speak for a long time, and his face was gloomy and uncertain, Juekong took the initiative to talk: "Uncle Xiao, today's battle is the purpose of our coming to the grassland?" ”

"After this battle, the eagle on the grassland spreads its wings and flies high, and no one can stop it!"

A few years ago, Wan Yan Kang had an in-depth discussion with Wan Yan Honglie about the situation in Mongolia, and Wan Yan Kang relied on the advantage of foresight and foresight to list Temujin as the number one enemy, which coincided with Wan Yan Honglie's views.

After that, Wanyan Honglie sent people to secretly contact Zhamuhe, support his development and growth, and clamp Temujin. Over the past few years, Wanyan Honglie has funded countless battle armors of the Zamu Sword Soldiers, but who knows that this person is still defeated and lost.

Wan Yankang sighed, lamenting that the wheel of history was still rolling forward, not being fanned by the wings of butterflies.

"I wonder which of the victors is the eagle?" Juekong asked.

Wan Yankang said slowly: "One of the few victors today, the leader of this tribe, Temujin, is an unborn hero of Mongolia. After this battle, within five to ten years, this man will be able to unify Mongolia! Then will be the day when we will wait for the catastrophe to come! ”

Juekong asked puzzledly: "I heard the big boss say that the tribes and tribes on the steppe kill all day long, and some people bleed to death every day, if this Temujin can unify Mongolia and stop fighting and bloodshed, wouldn't it be a good thing?" ”

Wan Yankang glared at Juekong angrily and asked, "Do you see how the combat strength of this Mongolian man compares to that day's Dajin and Western Xia soldiers?" ”

Juekong recalled for a while, and said seriously: "The soldiers of Jinxia are far from as good!" ”

"How about competing with Song Bing?"

Juekong thought about it carefully, began to break out in a cold sweat, and only reluctantly said: "After this Temujin unifies the grassland, I'm afraid that he may not be able to raise troops to the south!" ”

Wan Yankang smiled: "Have you ever seen a wolf that doesn't eat sheep?" ”

"The nomads on the steppe are like wolves by nature, and aggression and killing are things born in the bone marrow."

"From ancient times to the present, the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Turkic, Khitan, Jurchen, there is no steppe nation that has not invaded the south after it was strong and unified."

"The current Mongols are bleeding in the midst of infighting, and they are also growing stronger in the midst of bloodshed. After the reunification of this nation, whether it is Dajin or the Great Song Dynasty, the entire land of China will fall under the iron hooves of this nation! ”

"So what to do!" Juekong began to break out in a cold sweat.

"Zamuhe is incompetent, and he has wasted a lot of our sword and armor in vain. Today I understand a truth, it is better to rely on others than to seek myself, I want to go back and build an invincible elite army, and defeat Temujin on the battlefield with dignity! Wan Yankang looked firmly ahead, made an oath, and drove the horse towards Gyeongju.

After Yan Kang's heart was like an arrow, Lu Fei, who was like a horse, rushed back to the vicinity of Heifeng Village the next day.

After seeing that Yan Kang had no intention of stopping, Juekong wanted to say something three times and twice, but the words came to his lips and took them back, and finally asked: "Uncle Xiao, don't we go back to the village to say goodbye?" ”

Wan Yankang looked at Juekong's somewhat embarrassed expression, his mood became inexplicably happy, and a thought sprouted in his mind.

Wan Yan Kang laughed and shook the horse's head: "Let's go back and say goodbye!" ”

"Persuade the monarch to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth, when there are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches."

Juekong followed Yan Kangma, listening to the poems that the little uncle suddenly recited, and his face was as red as the sunset on the horizon.