As a city of trade, Hakuba Castle has gradually gained the recognition of all parties after several initial transactions.

The Mongol chiefs sold goods only higher than before, and they were no longer afraid of unscrupulous merchants lowering prices.

The safety of major merchants has been guaranteed, and they are no longer afraid of both people and money.

Wan Yan Kang divided the city into three areas, the military area, the residential area, and the commercial area. All kinds of rules and rules are hung everywhere, and there are 500 standing guards in the city, patrolling day and night to prevent all kinds of emergencies in the city.

After a little chaos at the beginning, after cutting off some unruly heads, the entire White Horse City ran in an orderly manner.

White Horse City is on the right track, and the little prince can finally be the shopkeeper, but after only a few days of leisure, he got a secret report from Ye Siming's Pegasus.

Wang Tie started a war, and Iron was hit hard!

After Yan Kang flipped through this short note several times, he sighed, and finally entered the right track of history.

He rubbed his hands, smashed the note in his hand, and shouted: "Come on, call Master Fan and Battalion Commander Lu!" ”

Wanyan Kang vaguely remembered the experience of this battle between Wang Tie, Temujin was deeply damaged, and all kinds of weakness showed his pride in Wang Han's heart, and then led the crowd to sneak attack, and finally won a complete victory.

Since the above has reborn me here, I want to turn the wheel of this history, Wan Yankang thought of this, and his chest was full of pride.

Wu Shiman and Fan Junping quickly rushed to the study, only to see Wan Yan Kang standing in the room with his bags on his back, after several people arrived, Wan Yan Kang said: "I have something important to go out of the city immediately, during my absence, the political affairs will be controlled by Mr. Fan, and the military will be decided by several battalion commanders, if there is a disagreement, it will be decided by the battalion commander Lu!" ”

Everyone agreed with a bang, and Fan Junping saw that Yan Kang was in such a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "But there are changes in the middle?" ”

In everyone's mind, Wan Yankang is in such a hurry to travel, there must be something big happening, except for the changes in the middle, there is nothing else to make the little prince act like this.

Wan Yankang waved his hand slightly and said: "Don't think too much, not everything is going on, you act according to the rules and block the news from the outside world, just say that I am in retreat and cultivating." Then he went out of the mansion, stepped on the little white dragon, and quickly crossed the river to the west.

The little white dragon can travel thousands of miles a day, and the messenger who came to deliver the message also changed two horses in the city, and at sunset, he rushed to the place of the sweat tent of the Starfire tribe.

The Starfire Tribe is more than 400 miles away from White Horse City, and the tribe's sweat tent is set up in a mountain col, which is a unique place, and Ye Siming named it Starfire Valley. It's just that this place is bordered by Wang Han's Kereh Department in the west and Temujin's Qiyan Department in the north.

Ye Siming got a report, there were two people and three horses hurried here, and one of them was a white horse Shenjun, and he knew that it was Wan Yankang coming.

Ye Siming let out a long laugh, immediately sweated and whistled, Huang Bi came in response, he turned over and got on his horse and went out to greet him.

"His Royal Highness, in front of you is the place of our tribe's sweat tent!" The messenger was a little behind, showing Yan Kang the way.

Before the messenger could finish speaking, Wan Yankang saw a yellow shadow, rushing out of the mouth of the mountain valley, and he fixed his eyes to see who it was not Ye Siming!

Wan Yan Kang laughed, urging the little white dragon to speed forward, when the two horses were ten steps apart, the two of them reined in at the same time, and the little white dragon and Huang Bi stood up and stopped.

The two jumped off their horses at the same time, hugged each other fiercely, and slapped each other's backs.

After Ye Siming let go of his embrace, he looked at himself carefully, and saw that he was long and broad-backed, with a vigorous posture, and his figure was already better than most grassland men.

What's even more rare is that although Wan Yankang has practiced martial arts for many years, his face is still delicate and handsome, and his skin is ruddy, like a beautiful son in a turbid world.

"Good boy, I'm taller and stronger than Master!" After Ye Siming finished looking, he found that Yan Kang's body was still a little larger than himself, and the young man a few years ago had completely grown into a good man, and he couldn't help beating his apprentice's chest happily.

Wan Yankang smiled: "Of course, the apprentice has grown up!" ”

Ye Siming laughed, took Yan Kang's hand, and strode towards the valley.

The two of them walked among the tribes, and from time to time someone saluted Ye Siming, looking curiously at this person who was side by side with the leader of the tribe.

Ye Siming greeted each other with a smile every time he saw someone saluting, and introduced to the person who saluted: "This is our most honored guest!" At the same time, he also introduced some of the people who bowed to Wan Yankang.

The two of them were fast, and they arrived in the tent after a while, Ye Siming ordered left and right, hurry up and kill sheep and cattle, and have a drink tonight to treat the distinguished guests.

When they heard that there was wine to drink, they jumped out one after another, and rushed to Zhang Luo with great eagerness.

When the idle people in the tent stepped out, Wan Yankang listened to it, and there was no one within twenty steps around the sweat tent, so he asked eagerly: "Master, in the past few years, has it been smooth?" ”

Ye Siming sat next to Wan Yankang and began to talk about his experience in the past few years.

The initial stage of leading people to pull the team was very smooth, with superb archery skills, Ye Siming's team grew rapidly, from the initial dozens of horses, to five hundred centaurs in half a year.

If Ye Siming's positioning is to pull a vote of people and rob houses, 500 people is enough. But the horse thief's work has already been done, and his task is to take a piece of territory from the steppe, so the situation is completely different.

A team of several hundred people, relying on the bravery of the leader, can still be led, but it can grow again, and when it reaches two or three thousand people, the problem is in front of us.

There is no base!

If you want to gain a long-term foothold in the grassland, you can't always rely on grabbing, and you have to have a stronghold and occupy a piece of territory anyway.

With the territory, the stolen cattle and sheep can graze and reproduce.

With the territory, the robbed mother-in-law can settle the hearts of the soldiers.

Only with the territory can we attract more people to join, which is the long-term solution.

Half providence, half helplessness, Ye Siming led people to lay down the current tribe's territory.

Originally, when there were few people, Ye Siming, in order to implement Yan Kang's strategic intentions, invaded Temujin's beggar department from time to time. At that time, there were few people and many horses, and he came and went like the wind, and he really did a few ruthless votes.

This occupies the territory, and the situation is immediately passive, so Ye Siming issued a gag order, strictly prohibiting a group of old employees from discussing the past, he hibernated for a while, and was ready to run away at any time.

During the dormant period, Ye Siming gradually discovered that the situation on the grassland seemed to be extremely wrong with Yan Kang's prediction!

Previously, Wan Yankang predicted that the two strongest grasslands must fight for a victory, and the final winner must be Temujin's beggar tribe.

But in fact, in the past few years, Wang Han's Kereh troops were strong and strong, and they were outnumbered, and they stabilized Temujin.

Temujin joined forces with Wang Han and defeated Zamuhe's coalition army, and later Zamuhe surrendered to Wang Han. In the past few years, Zamuhe regarded Temujin as his confidant and great enemy, and often provoked Wang Han and his descendants to attack Temujin and become the only king in this vast steppe.

Wang Han was respected by Temujin as his father-in-law, and he couldn't wipe off this face, and he felt that he might not be able to win if he started a war with Temujin, so he didn't pay much attention to Zamuhe.

Wang Han's sons, at the instigation of Zamuhe, have always regarded Temujin as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, and from time to time they took the opportunity to make trouble, and there were constant small frictions between the two tribes.

These small frictions accumulate to win or lose, but the two sides are half.

But Wang Han has a lot of soldiers, and Temujin has few people, even if he hurts 1,000 enemies and loses 800 himself, it is not cost-effective to consume the beggar department in this way.

Seeing that the situation is wrong, and the Spark Tribe is sandwiched between the two powerhouses, it is ironclad not to take sides. Ye Siming resolutely decided to stand in Temujin's team first.

Speaking of this, Ye Siming asked embarrassedly: "Apprentice, I have taken matters into my own hands and helped Temujin in the past two years, will it hurt your big thing?" ”

Wan Yankang was immersed in the impact of this news, and after a while he finished digesting it, he slapped his thigh fiercely: "The master is decisive, if it weren't for this, the apprentice would have almost made a big mistake!" ”

After speaking, he said in his heart, it's dangerous.

He wanted to be a spoiler of history, but he made the mistake of empiricism and almost caused a catastrophe.

The situation on the grassland is that Wang Hanqiang and Temujin are weak.

The reason why Temujin was able to win in the end was that this person was a generation of Tianjiao, with three armies under his command and extremely strong combat power; Second, he also took the opportunity to show weakness to the enemy, so he defeated Wang Han in one fell swoop.

In terms of strength at this time, Temujin was inferior to Wang Han after all.

If Ye Siming had not thought about it and helped Wang Han with all his might in the past two years, maybe the situation in the grassland would have taken a sharp turn for the worse, and Wang Han would have decided to launch a big war with Temujin and destroy Temujin, and it might not be impossible to do so.

If Wang Han wins, the momentum of dominating the grassland is naturally unstoppable.

Do you say that if Temujin unifies the steppe, he will wave his troops south, and Wang Han will obediently stay on the grassland to live his little life?

That's a big mistake!

Ambition is something that swells step by step with strength.

An ordinary herdsman thinks most about how to reproduce the cattle and sheep at home.

An ordinary warrior thinks the most about how to become a centurion or centurion.

The leader of a tribe thinks about how not to be swallowed up by the tribe next door, or to wait for an opportunity to annex a weak tribe and strengthen himself.

And when there is only one voice in the Mongolian steppe, whether it is Temujin, Wang Han, or Zamuhe, ambition will become......

Southern invasion!

If Wang Han wins, even if he is older and his mentality may be more conservative and not as radical as Temujin, who will be willing to stay on this grassland for the rest of his life.

Although the grassland is good, although the world is wide, there is no silk, tea, wine and beauties of the Central Plains here!

Mongolia has so many brave warriors, why should they pay tribute to the corrupt and incompetent emperor of the Jin State, cattle, sheep, and horses!

Thinking about this, Wan Yankang held his forehead with one hand, shook his head and introspected, and secretly rejoiced.

Two maids walked in outside the tent, lifted the curtains, and invited Ye Siming and the distinguished guests to the banquet outside.

An open space was vacated outside the sweat tent, and many bonfires were lit in the clearing, and around the bonfire, a dozen or so girls in beautiful costumes were ready to dance, and the smell of barbecue wafted in.

Before the feast, when the singing and dancing begins, the guests and hosts enjoy the whole night.