Chapter 245: A Big Gamble

After Yan Kang forced Temujin back, Wang Han led his subordinates and immediately came to thank him.

Wang Han is over fifty years old, and he has been pampered for more than ten years, and he has long since stopped fighting on horseback. He originally had a big belly and poop, showing a state of wealth and wealth. It's just that this big battle has exhausted his spirit,

At this time, Wang Han in Wan Yankang's eyes was just a white-haired old man from the grassland, with a haggard face, but also the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your help!" Wang Han walked in front of Wan Yankang, knelt on his knees, and was about to bow down.

Wan Yankang held up Wang Han: "Khan, you are an elder, do you have to give such a big gift to this handsome, do you have to break my life!" ”

As the overlord of the grassland for more than ten years, although Wang Han has broken his wings, he is still arrogant. He took the lead in kneeling, but in fact, it was just a show, and after Yan Kang held him up, he stood up.

Sang Kun and the others, seeing that Wang Han was helped up, also followed suit.

Wan Yankang saw that everyone in the Keree Department was embarrassed, and most of them were wearing colors, so he couldn't help sighing, and ordered his soldiers to take wine and meat and distribute them to Wang Han and others.

Wang Han and the others ran all the way, they were already hungry and thirsty, and when they got wine and food, their eyes immediately lit up, and they all ate like starving ghosts reincarnated, regardless of their image.

Wang Han took a bite of cooked beef, picked up the wine bag and took a sip of wine, and after a while, he wiped out most of the wine and meat in his hand. His stomach was full, and he suddenly looked to the west, and wept silently.

Wan Yankang saw Wang Han's sad face, and couldn't help asking, "Khan, but the wine and meat are not to taste?" ”

Wang Han wiped his tears: "Your Highness smiled, the old man has the help of His Royal Highness, and it is a great luck to have a mouthful of wine and meat." I just thought that my Kree Department was defeated like this......"

Speaking of this, Wang Han was even more sad and cried loudly.

Behind Wang Han, there were those who cried loudly, and there were also those who clenched their fists and looked at the West, and all kinds of reactions varied.

Wang Han cried for a while, and finally stopped, and apologized to Wan Yankang repeatedly. Sang Kun suddenly stepped forward, knelt on his knees, kowtowed to Wan Yankang and said, "Please avenge your highness for us and send troops to recapture the royal court. ”

Wan Yankang patted Sang Kun's shoulder, and then shook his head: "Temujin came with a great victory, and his troops are ...... above me."

Sang Kun still knelt on the ground, and continued to kowtow again and again: "Your Highness's warriors are brave and incomparable, you can use one as ten, Temujin's seventy or eighty thousand tired soldiers, which is His Highness's opponent!" ”

After Yan Kang's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses have stepped on, if Lao Tzu can destroy Temujin neatly, why use you to beg me. Sang Kun thought that Wan Yankang's subordinates were as brave as the Wushuang reserves, but he didn't know that these 100 people were just special forces, and the number was really limited. In terms of combat effectiveness, the 30,000 new troops of Wanyankang were newly reorganized, and even against Temujin's tired troops, the outcome was actually unpredictable.

After Wanyankang thinks about it, if he gives it a go today, it is estimated that most of them will still be able to win. It's just that once this happens, it is unknown how many of his 30,000 cavalry will be left at that time. Even if he can win, it is unknown whether he will be able to leave Temujin behind.

In this way, isn't it the snipe and the clam that fight, but let the Kerebu become a fisherman?

Sangkun's abacus is too fine!

Wan Yankang saw that Sang Kun still didn't get up, and he was impatient to say more to him, so he only dropped a sentence: "You still have to avenge the revenge of the Kereh Department yourself, but it is inconvenient for this commander to send troops." With that, he stopped paying attention to Sangkun.

Seeing that Sang Kun was displeased with Yan Kang, Wang Han hurriedly played a round game, lectured Sang Kun a few words, and asked him to go back to manage the subordinates. And he followed Yan Kang closely and tested the little prince's thoughts.

Wan Yankang first asked Wang Han to gather the remnants of the army and count the number of people.

Half a day later, Wang Han came to report that there were still more than 30,000 people in the Kereh Department.

Wan Yankang began to ponder, if he followed Hongji's assassination and selected the elite of these 30,000 remnants into White Horse City, and the rest of the personnel continued to be led by Wang Han, he only needed to carve out a hundred miles of grassland, and it could be arranged.

It's just that if that's all, this card is inevitably too worthless, but it's a pity for the banner of the Kree.

Thinking of Daqi, Wan Yankang's eyes suddenly lit up, and a new idea came to mind.

Two days later, the Kereb rebuilt the royal court at the Krulun River and erected a banner. Wang Han sent 2,000 rangers to the west to spread information and recruit the old troops to vote.

In this great war, although the beggars were victorious, nearly half of the battle losses were lost, and at this time, Temujin was busy taking over the new territory while repairing. When he learned that Wang Han had re-erected the banner and recruited the old troops, he had to order the road to be blocked to prevent the herdsmen of the Kereh tribe from fleeing.

But in the vast steppe for thousands of miles, if Temujin can defend the east, he can't defend the west, and if he can defend the south, he can't defend the north.

After a month, Wang Han reunited more than 100,000 herdsmen, because most of these old troops who had come thousands of miles to invest were young and strong, and among them, there were 40,000 or 50,000 people who could control the strings. Counting the original defeated soldiers, the number of capable soldiers in Wang Han's hands has reached 80,000.

Since the beginning of this month, Wang Han has erected a banner on the Krulun River to recruit the old troops. Wan Yankang led an army of 30,000 and also stayed in Zuojin, firstly to train his troops here, and secondly, to guard against Temujin's broken promise.

Wang Han has enough troops in his hands, and his attitude towards Wan Yankang is no longer as respectful as before.

Originally, Wan Yan Kang set aside the hundred miles of grassland south of the Krulun River as the new territory of the Kelie Department, and half a month later, because of the large number of people who came to herd, Wan Yan Kang allocated another 200 miles of territory to Wang Han.

After another half a month, Sankun went to find Yan Kang again, asked for territory, cattle and sheep, and kept muttering about finding Temujin for revenge.

"Looking for revenge on Temujin, think twice!" Wan Yankang persuaded.

Sang Kun was arrogant, claiming that Wan Yankang was too timid, but he couldn't remember that he was embarrassed like a lost dog.

Juekong was on the side, clenching his fists several times, wanting to give this guy a little color.

As soon as Sang Kun left, Juekong said indignantly: "This is a mountain wolf, and if you get it, you will be rampant!" ”

Wan Yankang patted Sang Kun's shoulder: "You're right, this wolf cub is always unfamiliar!" ”

Juekong said in a deep voice: "Dashuai, this person is too rampant, it is better to ......" As he spoke, he made a gesture of cutting his neck.

Wan Yankang smiled slightly: "Let's look at him up a tall building!" ”

Half an hour later, after Yan Kang's order, all the soldiers were ready to return to White Horse City.

Wang Han got the news and personally invited Wan Yan Kang to the dinner, saying that he would set up a banquet for Wan Yan Kang to see him off.

Wan Yankang readily agreed.

It was the autumn equinox, and the autumn wind from the north was already chilling at night.

Wang Han lit a blazing bonfire on the grassland, and ordered more than a dozen women to sing and dance, set up a banquet in the open air, and sat side by side with Wan Yankang to show his honor.

As soon as the dishes were served, Wan Yankang immediately understood the meaning of Wang Han's banquet this time.

Mongolian aristocrats usually treat the most distinguished guests with a whole sheep as a sign of hospitality.

At this time, there was only a leg of mutton on Wan Yankang's table. Of course, in Wang Han's food case, it is even more shabby, there are only a few pieces of lamb chops, and a full dozen is at most two or three catties of meat.

Wang Han made a gesture to invite Yan Kang to eat first, and said embarrassedly: "Your Highness, the tribe has been difficult recently, and I still want Haihan!" ”

Wan Yankang sneered in his heart, but he pretended to be shocked on his face: "Khan, how can it be so difficult." ”

Wang Han was waiting here, and while he was sorry, he kept talking about the difficulties of the tribe. According to Wang Han, most of the herdsmen of the tribe came to vote, and most of them were just single-handed, and all the cattle and sheep and goods could only be left in place.

Wan Yankang took over the conversation: "Khan, since the tribe is so difficult, it is better to leave some herdsmen in the second, and the rest of the people will follow me to White Horse City." ”

Wang Han frowned, he wanted to finish Yan Kang's support for Niu Yang, this person said this, obviously pretending to be crazy and stupid. It's just that he has a request for Wanyankang, so he has to continue to whisper.

Wan Yankang said that the landlord's family has no surplus grain!

Wang Han was speechless for a while, but Sang Kun took the opportunity to have a seizure, saying that Yan Kang would not be saved when he saw death.

Hearing this, Juekong got up suddenly, pointed at Sang Kun and scolded: "Ungrateful people, if it weren't for the rescue of my family, you would have been eaten by the vultures on the grassland, and only white bones would have been eaten!" ”

Sankun was angry for a while, but he couldn't refute it.

Wan Yankang stretched out his hand, stopped Juekong from speaking, and then said to Wang Han: "Khan, the Kereh tribe has a large population, if there is a shortage of food, I can't afford to send it to White Horse City." But I'm a good gambler, and if you're willing to gamble, I'll bet 300,000 sheep and 50,000 cows!" “

Wang Han's eyes were shining, but he shook his head again and said: "Your Highness, the warriors are superb in martial arts, and my Kerebu is not an opponent!" He remembered that the hundred-man team sent by Wan Yan Kang to compete with Temujin a month ago, and thought that Wan Yan Kang was going to do it again, and he asked himself that although the tribe had warriors, it was by no means the opponent of White Horse City.

"This time, we don't need warriors to play, the commander will play alone, and you can send hundreds of people to fight if you are above the commander of a thousand people!" Wan Yankang let out a bold statement.

Wan Yankang's personal martial arts are outstanding, and it is not a secret on the grassland, Wang Han is still hesitant when he hears this.

Sang Kun shouted: "Little Lord, you are the Jebel of Jebe, how can we be your opponents!" ”

Wan Yankang smiled slightly: "Let's gamble this time, we can't hurt the peace too much, Ben Shuai went into battle with his bare hands." ”

When Wang Han heard this, he immediately put his mind at ease, and responded in one bite, fearing that Yan Kang would regret it.

Wan Yankang saw that they didn't mention what would happen if they lost, so he took the initiative to add: "Khan, if you lose, from now on, the 80,000 soldiers of the Kereh Department will have to be dispatched by me!" ”

Wang Hanxin said, if you compete with sword soldiers, I am still afraid of you for three points, fight with your bare hands, I Mongolian warriors, use the upper wrestling method to rush up, there is no possibility of losing the battle by half a point.

After consciously thinking about it, Wang Han poured a bowl of wine, gestured to Wan Yankang, and then drank it dry: "Your Highness, if my Keree Department loses, from now on, from now on, from Wang Han down, all the people in the tribe are the cattle and horses of His Highness, let you drive!" ”

Wan Yankang clapped his hands and smiled: "Okay! Good! Good! ”

Then he looked at the people below and said, "I don't know what you think?" ”

Sang Kun and the others stood up in unison, drank the wine bowl in their hands, and shouted in unison according to Wang Han's words: "If my Keree Department loses, from now on, we will be His Highness's cattle and horses, let you drive!" ”

Wan Yan Kang laughed, got up and pushed away the food table and walked out, and when he walked out of Wang Han's tent, he dropped a sentence.

"See you at three o'clock tomorrow at the stake boundary!"