"From now on, I will be the Great Khan of the Mlb tribe!" Bo Shenghuo Murbo repeated again, he looked at the generals under his seat, and said coldly: "Is anyone unconvinced? ”

As soon as Boshenghuo Erbo's words came out, all the generals of Erbo bowed their heads and did not dare to answer. The Mobei steppe attacked frequently, and the Great Khan of various tribes died in the battle, and it was a matter of course that the new Great Khan was established. Although Boshenghuo Murbo was known for his uselessness, Haidu Khan also repeatedly told his subordinates that after his soul returned to immortality, he would pass on the throne to him, and then to his Aisun Tachi Murbo. And Haidu Khan was killed in battle, and the generals were wandering without an owner, and Boshenghuo Murbo established himself as the Great Khan and took on the burden of leading the tribe, which was tantamount to giving the entire tribe a hope. The right talent Bo Shengxuan is not greedy for the warm mountains and soft waters in the south, and is determined to fight to the death with the powerful Xia State, and he is also like the usual mediocrity and uselessness.

After a while, Timur fell to the ground first and said respectfully: "Bosheng is a great Khan!" Only then did the generals come to their senses, and according to the etiquette of the Great Khan, they fell to the ground and said loudly: "Bosheng is a great Khan!" The voices were high and high, but none of them dared to disagree. Seeing that the generals surrendered, the personal soldiers arranged by Boshenghuo and Erbo around the big tent raised their spears and scimitars, and shouted together, "Boshenghuo Khan!" ”

For decades, the generals chosen by Haidu Khan were loyal to the Murb family, and considering that this eldest son was known for his uselessness, the commanders and centurions assigned to him did not be unruly, but chose all the cronies of Bo Shenghuo. When the people of the Murbo tribe heard the call of the Chinese military tent, they knew that the Great Khan had been newly established, which was also the rule of the steppe, and they cheered together, "Long live the Great Khan!" ”。 Wave after wave, echoing in the vast desert grassland, straight up to the sky. Because Haidu Khan was killed in battle, the depression of the tribe being broken by the Xia State also dissipated a lot.

"Great Khan, return to Mobei this time and fight a decisive battle with the Xia people, please let the last general take the lead!" Timur's face was gloomy, he was not sure about the decisive battle, and he was only determined to fight to the death. Most of the generals do so. When Haidu Khan was alive, the northern tribe of the desert was still afraid of the Xia country, and now the Xia country has destroyed the lord of the northern desert tribe, and the momentum is like the middle of the day, and the decisive battle with it is like hitting a stone with an egg. Some generals were only forced by the situation and did not dare to oppose the decision of the Great Khan. In case of defeat, he led his army to flee. In this vast grassland, there is always a place to live.

Boshenghu Murbo patted Timur on the shoulder approvingly, and looked at the generals' expressions one by one, as if to read their hearts. After a long time, Fang Cai said in a deep voice: "The enemy is outnumbered, the enemy is strong and I am weak, why do you want to fight with them?" He took out a simple map of the whole steppe, which he had bought from passing caravans, and many of the corrections and marks he had made with pencils.

"When the wolves hunt the yellow sheep, do they hunt the strongest or pounce on the weakest first?" Bo Shenghuo asked, the generals didn't know why, two or three people replied: "Of course, it is the weakest." "When you fight, do you shoot someone else's shield or his body?" Timur said in a deep voice: "Shoot him in the face and neck." ”

Bo Shenghuo smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice: "That's right, we don't fight hard with the Xia army, and we specialize in attacking those weakly defended pastures. Let the tribes and herders know who is the master of the grassland. The Xia people divided the grassland into many small pieces and let the herdsmen who depended on them disperse and settle down, although it was conducive to grazing and reducing internal struggles for pasture, but it had great shortcomings. ”

Seeing the generals' somewhat dazed expressions, Bo Shenghuo picked up two stones and placed them in Hengsai Fort between the Ulugu River and the Tuwura River, and Duhan City on the west bank of the Xue Lingge River, and said in a deep voice: "This is the most heavily defended place of the Xia Guo'an Northern Military Division. In the past, they were holding the line of the Ulugu River, and the pastures on the east side of the Ulugu River had been in operation for a long time, and the Yindo cavalry commanded them like a finger, so we had no gaps, and even if we wanted to sneak attack, it would be difficult for us to succeed. ”

He picked up another stone on the east bank of the Tu Wu River, and said in a deep voice, "This is where the Great Tent of Father Khan is. ”

The generals of the Mlb people took a closer look and made a sound of "oh", "the king's tent is here". Bo Sheng sighed secretly, the Murbo people are the most brave in the steppe, loyal to the tribe, but most of the generals, not only illiterate, but also do not even know the elaborate map. They recognized only the mountains and rivers depicted in the simplest strokes.

"The Xia State wants to cross the Tuwura River and turn this area into a settled pasture, while Mobei has few people, so it can only use the newly harvested people as the shade of the settled pasture. It may even be possible to select warriors among the shades and create new legions to protect the land. These people still have doubts about the Xia Kingdom, and it is difficult to serve them. And the grassland is so vast, with a limited cavalry alone, the Xia Kingdom cannot be fully protected. As long as we show this, these tribes will be suspicious, and the Xia Kingdom will not be able to establish a solid rule. This grassland will know who is the real master. ”

The commander of the thousand commanders said with contempt: "What if the Xia Kingdom rules the tribes like the steppe tribes? Isn't there no weakness to attack? ”

"That's impossible," Bo Sheng said in a deep voice, his tone accentuated, "that's absolutely impossible. But he didn't tell the generals why. With so many armies and subordinates following a general around the nomadic world, this is simply the greatest temptation to test loyalty, and Bo Shenghuo felt that in this case, this kind of army is almost indistinguishable from the dependent tribes, and when it comes to critical times, it is difficult for the general who commands the army to refuse the temptation to rebel and stand on his own. "Only land and settlement can make the people loyal to the Xia State, not a certain general."

Bo Shenghuo sighed secretly in his heart, he originally wanted to suggest to his father Khan that the Murbo people should also establish settled pastures like the Xia people, not only to feed more people, but also if the time is right, they can even simply take refuge in the Xia State, according to the practice of the Xia State, and it is even possible to be named a subsidiary royal family like Shu and Kang. Who would have thought that now the Murbo people and the Xia Kingdom have become enemies of life and death, and they have painstakingly studied the advantages and disadvantages of the Xia State system, but in the end they are enemies of the Xia Kingdom.

"What if the Xia Kingdom concentrates cavalry to attack us?" The commander said with a puzzled face. The same is true of all the generals, and the usual raiding of the Xia Kingdom's pastures by the tribe will attract fierce retaliation.

Bo Sheng said coldly: "We no longer have the old and weak women and children to retaliate and attack them. He smiled self-deprecatingly, but with deep pain in his words, he continued, "The grassland is so vast, we don't fight him, how can they attack?" In the future, we have accumulated enough strength, but we will provoke the generals of the Xia Kingdom to go deep alone, and that is the time to take revenge on them. He pointed to the east of the Ulugu River, near the vast grasslands of the Liao State, and said in a deep voice: "If the Xia army comes to attack, we will avoid the Trouble River and the Xulu River." No matter who the emperor is, the Khitans will definitely support us and make it difficult for the Xia State. In the following years, we attacked the pastures of the Xia people, attacked the lone Xia army, and forced the small tribes in the east of the steppe to continue to submit to the Murb. ”

Bo Shenghuo even had a general idea of the logistics, mobilization, and cost of sending troops to the Xia army, knowing that even if the Xia army attacked and suppressed, it would not be spent on the barren grassland Gobi with Erbo for a long time, but at this time, he had no time to explain to the generals. Finally, he said in a deep voice: "The most important thing in front of us is to return to Mobei immediately, lest those weak tribes forget that the Murbo tribe is the master of this grassland." ”

Seeing that he was confident, all the generals were happy and convinced at this moment, praising the Immortal Heaven, and making the Murbo tribe have another wise Great Khan. Although the generals would not explain the Great Khan's plan to the subordinates one by one, their confidence also affected the lower subordinates. Returning to his native grassland, no one objected. The shepherds drove the herds of cattle, sheep and horses, and the convoy also turned around and moved slowly against the north wind. There was a new Great Khan of the Mlb tribe, and the red sun was rising on the steppe, and it was full of light.

In the afternoon of that day, the 7th Battalion of Chengying finally arrived in Dunhuang after several months of trekking. According to military law, ordinary sergeants can take leave and return home after being inspected in the barracks. The commander also needs to go to the marching division in person to hand over military affairs. Zhao Xingde and Wang Tongdeng came out after handing over the documents and waist cards in the marching division, and it was almost dusk, and suddenly it snowed lightly.

The snowflakes were flying and the cold wind was cold, but Zhao Xingde only felt that his blood was boiling. Wang Tongdeng said, "The light snow solar term, it really snows, it's really weird!" The gossip is all on deaf ears. The marching Sima of the Appropriate Military Division had a cold face, and he didn't take the words of "waiting for disposal and coming over every three days to report" to the two of them. He only felt that he hurriedly said goodbye to Wang Tongdeng, turned over the saddle and got on the horse, forcibly suppressed the surging mood, but beat the horse and galloped out of shape.

The baggage was unloaded in the Chengying barracks, and Da Wanma ran with easy strides. Sitting on the horse and staggering, Zhao Xingde only felt that his heart was beating hard, and he secretly thought: "Is it the cowardice of the hometown?" "There was a crescent moon in the sky, bent like an eyebrow, sparse and cold, like a starry eye, and a little snow paved the road, as if her fair face. There were few pedestrians along the way, as if he was the only one riding in heaven and earth. The soft snowflakes fluttered one after another, and he was reluctant to shake off when he fell all over his shoulders, Zhao Xingde was wearing the big coat sent by his family, and slowly galloped towards his house.

Author: There is another update today. Hehe.