At the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains, a duel between the world's strongest did not really happen. As for the specific private agreement between them in the starlight that night, it will be a long time before we can find out.

However, it was obvious that for Yuan Zhao's last promise, the great cultivator named Mo Yunbai was still quite satisfied. With the expectation of future prospects, the murderous spirit between each other has been eliminated, which is a good result.

Although the guardians of the steppe have been practicing for a long time, they have not been able to do everything without thinking about it, except for war, if there is a better way to solve the contradictions between the Huns and the Han people, then why not make temporary patience and submission?

As for whether we can really achieve the situation as Yuan Zhao said in the future, and achieve permanent peace, we can wait and see.

Mo Yunbai is a person who makes decisions on the spot. Several disciples who followed him immediately followed his instructions and set off, and each of them went to various parts of the grassland to tell and restrain the members of the Spitfire not to act rashly without further instructions, let alone act privately and clashing with the Han army, so as not to cause irreparable consequences.

When Mo Han, who had a relationship with Yuan Zhao, said goodbye, he came over to say hello to Yuan Zhao with a respectful face. Mo Yunbai looked at his eldest disciple with a smile, pointed at him and said.

"Do you remember Yuanhou? At the beginning, my disciple once begged you for a glass of wine outside the Yanmen Pass, and when he mentioned it in front of me, he was always full of praise for the taste...... Why, don't I deserve a pot of wine when I come here to greet me today? ”

Yuan Zhao laughed. He nodded to Mohan, who was many years older than him, and saw him walk away. Only then did he turn around and say with a hint of apology.

"If I had known that Mr. Mo was coming, I would have prepared a good wine and cooked it. It's just a pity that it's in a hurry now...... Hehe, I can only slack off. The wine is a good wine, and there is still half a pot left, but I am afraid that it is not enough to drink. ”

Yuan Zhao said as he took out a delicate ceramic wine jug from the horseback leather bag. Shake it a few times and throw it to the white-haired old man who was already wide-eyed.

Mo Yunbai took it in his hand, pulled off the wooden stopper and took a deep breath, and the rich aroma of wine penetrated into his nose. Without the slightest scruples, he stretched his neck and took a big sip first, and the liquor entered his throat, spicy and sweet, and he couldn't help but praise loudly.

"Good wine! Good wine, good wine! This wine is probably the best I have ever drunk in all my years. Yuanhou, the conditions I negotiated with you just now must be added. Otherwise, it will be a big loss! ”

After Mo Yunbai took a few sips in succession, there was not much wine left in the pot, and the taste was gone just now, this kind of torment was really uncomfortable!

"But it doesn't hurt to talk about it." Yuan Zhao looked at this master who seemed to have changed since he finished talking about business. But after a short time together, he already understood what this person was thinking in his heart.

"The art of brewing new liquor in the Central Plains is said to have come from the hands of Yuanhou. I want to cultivate for half my life, and I don't want anything else. Only this addiction to alcohol, but the older it gets, the more intense it gets, and I can't change it. The place where I practiced on the high mountain of heaven was stored all kinds of fine wine in the world. However, what I taste today is very different...... The Marquis must promise me a condition, in the future, all the liquor under your jurisdiction will be provided to me, an old man, to taste for free!" It's not too much, isn't it? ”

Yuan Zhao originally thought that he would put forward what kind of conditions, but he didn't expect that the demeanor of such a high-status great cultivator at this time would be like that of an ordinary person in the market. This inevitably surprised him.

"Uh...... I can promise now that in the future, all the liquor produced in the Central Plains can be specially supplied to Mr. Tianshan Mo, which is a rule! ”

Compared to the tranquility of the entire grassland and the Western Regions, this is indeed a small request, and Yuan Zhao has made a final decision. It's free for life, so it's always okay! Is it generous enough?

Mo Yunbai was overjoyed when he heard this. Although half of the reason for making such a request is because he is really addicted to alcohol, the other half is because the two parties can only understand it. Yuan Zhao was really a smart man, and he immediately understood what he meant.

A major event that would be enough to pry into half the world, a major event that would open up a religious precedent and affect dozens of nations with this power, was decided in these few last words of these two men.

The world is full of thousands of years, and the clouds and water are dust-free and half a pot is collected.

Tracing back to the roots of the Tianshan Mountain, the wine was smiling at that time!

The desert god Mo Yunbai laughed and walked away. For the sake of the peace of the grassland that Yuan Zhao painted for him, everyone has enough food and clothing, and no longer suffers from hunger and cold. It is also for him and his disciples to start an unprecedented sect...... He's going to fight!

"Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles! These eight words given by Yuanhou will definitely be remembered by my old mo...... See you soon, see you soon, and there will be a period later! Hahaha. ”

The sleeves of the robe fluttered, the white hair of the ink clouds, still like walking against the wind, and the back is very chic. Huo Quzhi, who had been listening to the whole process, retracted his gaze and quietly tugged at the corner of Yuan Zhao's clothes.

"Master, since this old man is so powerful, why doesn't he fight with us?"

"Oh, he wanted to fight, but after drinking our wine, he's embarrassed to make a move! Ha ha! ”

"But...... Did he drink our wine before? What's more, we also killed their lions and eagle owls! Master, ....... ”

"I said this was an old drunkard! Maybe he smelled the wine we brought with him on the Tianshan Mountain, so he ran down in a hurry. ”

"Master! Can't you—Explain it to me? Hum! ”

"Well, my Bing'er doesn't need to know so much. These brain-consuming things, girls think too much about their body development, it's not good for their body development. If you like to charge into battle, then go and fight this battle well. After the grassland incident, if you like it, continue to stay in the army, if you get tired of it...... Then come back to me. ”

Hearing Yuan Zhao's gentle tone with a hint of pampering in it, Huo Quzhi felt as if she had returned to the original time, and she felt a burst of sweetness in her heart. Sure enough, he didn't bother thinking about these things anymore, a pair of smart eyes rolled, but whispered close to his ear in that reassuring manly atmosphere.

"So...... Does Bing'er's figure look good now? ”

Yuan Zhao's heart jumped, and the amazing scene he saw when he was by the lake suddenly appeared in his mind. He was really afraid that he would not be able to bear it anymore and "correct the Fa on the spot" for this girl under men's clothes! Hurriedly took a few steps and pulled the reins of the war horse and jumped up. As he rode away, he shouted loudly to the left and right.

"Go, go! If it's too late to go back, it's time to delay sending troops, and then the opportunity to capture the Huns alive will be lost, so don't cry your nose. ”

Looking at his back, which was a little hasty and fled, a hint of triflation flashed in the girl's bright eyes. She paused coquettishly, and whistled lightly, Tianshan Ryoma had already come to the front, and his light body jumped up, and he chased after him at a gallop.

"Little Master...... One day, I must counterattack and push you down and let you know how powerful I am...... Hum! ”

Yuan Zhao, who was galloping on a horse, naturally didn't know the "ferocity" that the girl behind him thought in her heart. The horses flew like flies, the stars overhead, and the moonlight crushed in the direction of the camp where the army was stationed.

There, all the soldiers were already waiting for the day, and when the dawn broke in the east, they would march eastward and join forces with the Black Hawks. A decisive battle may soon begin.

Whether it was in the western part of the grassland or on both sides of the Yellow River in the Hetao grassland where the confrontation between the two armies was on the verge of breaking out, countless people stayed awake all night during these few nights.

And the evil king of Hun who was a hundred miles away from the garrison of the Yizhi evil army, who led all the tribesmen and cavalry to stay here, finally made his decision a day ago.

He listened to the persuasion of the clan elders and several sons, and did not personally follow the royal court envoy sent by Shan Yu to Dragon City, and instead of him, it was actually the royal brother who looked very similar to him. For the safety of the entire tribe, Brother Wang volunteered to take on this task. Da Shan Yu's summoning is naturally unavoidable, if he is sincere and united to deal with the Han army, then it is not said that the cavalry under his command is allowed to drive without complaint. But if he really had any other bad intentions, then the Evil King would have to ruthlessly lead all his clansmen to take another path......

After Brother Wang left with a small group of capable cavalry, the Evil King fell into an anxious wait. The waiting time is long, especially in this unpredictable situation, and it becomes even more tormenting.

The sons were not far from the big tent, and they did not dare to enter easily. Because during this whole day, the temper of the Evil King became extremely irritable, and no one dared to go in casually to find bad luck.

When the sun rises and sinks in the west, twilight is about to fall again. Hearing their father's loud call, they hurriedly walked up to them to serve.

The Evil King's eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was due to the effects of the liquor or his anxiety. He glanced at several burly sons, and saw that they were neatly dressed, with bows and knives on their backs, and they looked ready to get on their horses and fight. I couldn't help but shake my head gloomily.

"Isn't there any news from the direction of Dragon City yet?"

"No! Father...... I haven't seen any movement for so long, I'm afraid things are a little ...... bad. ”

"That'...... What about the people sent to the Han army? Did you bring it back useful?"

"Back to my father, I sent a total of three groups of envoys to make a detour to the camp of the Han army in Shuofang. However, there has been no response to this day. If we are always here to wait...... If it's too long, I'm afraid it's ....... ”

The Evil King frowned tightly, and before he got a real return, the two paths were difficult to decide in his heart for a while. He couldn't help but walk out of the big tent, the grassland was vast, and night was falling. Suddenly, I shuddered, and an invisible fear enveloped my body. Killing opportunities are everywhere, and the battle begins tonight!