There is a saying that is very good, it is called "the world is bustling, all are for profit, the world is bustling, all are famous". In just a few words, it sums up the root of all contradictions. The so-called fame and fortune lock, as long as it is a person with seven emotions and six desires, no one has ever broken it.

People in the world have their own ideals, or obsessions. Ordinary people have things that ordinary people are chasing, money, power, beauty, etc. Of course, what the emperors and generals yearn for is the supreme authority, and they respond to the world's call, and they dare not obey orders everywhere.

And what the great virtuous sages want seems to be even more rare, that is, "name". In their eyes, the world has transcended the worldly material enjoyment, and only the immortal fame and the things left to this world to educate human nature are the ultimate pursuit.

Mo Yunbai, who is used to being called the "Desert God" by the Western Regions and the Huns, what he values in his heart is not actually the martial arts cultivation that has become supernatural, but the cultivation of the mind and the pursuit of knowledge!

In the war at the end of the Qin Dynasty, as a descendant of the side branch of the Mo family, his family went through hardships all the way and came to settle at the junction of the Western Regions and the grassland, which has been a hundred years.

A talented young man, while practicing martial arts, he never gave up his love for the hundred schools of thought of the sons of the Central Plains, which comes from the profound heritage of the family inheritance, and the cultivation is naturally extraordinary.

At the age of twenty-eight, his face was like a crown of jade, unstained with yellow sand, and he was already famous in the grassland desert, becoming the most outstanding person in this region. Later, by chance, he received the inheritance of "Flying Fire", and with the gradual increase of followers and disciples, he was honored as the "Desert God", and became the guardian of the Xiongnu royal court.

After so many years, his reputation has spread widely in the Western Regions and grasslands, although he has rarely appeared in the world in recent years, but there are many people who believe in him.

"Let Mr. Mo wait for a long time."

Yuan Zhao arched his hand casually, with a smile on his face. Mo Yunbai was waiting here alone, which was enough to see his sincerity. Mo Yunbai nodded, and when his eyes swept over the person behind Yuan Zhao, he sighed slightly.

"Zhong Lingyuxiu between heaven and earth, one person can get it is already a blessing for three lives. But I never thought that because of the Yuanhou, all the people around you have been blessed by it, and this kind of creation has been rare throughout the ages! Looking at his complexion, he must have been well healed from his injuries, which is gratifying. ”

"Huh! The injury is no longer serious. Thank you Mr. Mo for your help! ”

"But Raul with a raised hand. Yuanhou is polite! Hahaha! ”

After a few words between the two, Mo Yunbai pointed to the battlefield where Tiger Ridge was killed a few days ago, and his tone carried a lot of sighs of rise and fall.

"When the Yen Hou said, the Xiongnu will definitely be defeated in less than a month. The words are still in my ears, it has only been more than ten days, and Shan Yuyi has been defeated and captured, and he has been passed on to Chang'an. Hundreds of thousands of Hun cavalry disappeared overnight...... Such a great feat, throughout the ages, I am afraid that there are few people who can match it! ”

When he said this, he was not a compliment. The situation on the battlefield is changing so rapidly, and the chances of victory or defeat are unpredictable, and with so many years of experience and vision, we can see even more the terrible things about the people who are planning behind this.

Facing the complicated expression on Mo Yunbai's face, Yuan Zhao was still calm and calm, and he didn't have the slightest sense of pride.

"These are the merits of the soldiers of the Han Dynasty. Since ancient times, evil does not prevail over good, and the Huns have never been involved in production, but only know that they live by plundering their neighbors, how can such violent acts last long? Defeat is only a matter of time. There is no race or nation in the world that can survive by its own force and aggression. Even if it can achieve temporary strength, it is only a flash in the pan, and when it is destroyed and killed, I am afraid that the end will be even more tragic! ”

Yuan Zhao's tone gradually became a little stern. The man in front of him, if he wanted to cooperate, he had to let him know that everything he did was only to keep the Huns alive, and not for other purposes.

Huo Quzhi just listened to the two of them talking from behind, gently combing the mane on Ryoma's body, and didn't think much about it. No matter what, the master can handle it very well, and his task is just to get on the horse and rush to kill, and fight heartily...... When you are tired and tired, you will return to him and return home. It's a great feeling!

Mo Yunbai was silent for a while, and sighed softly. He stared at Yuan Zhao's eyes seriously, and he really couldn't imagine what kind of experience the young man opposite had to be so extraordinary and have the world in mind.

"Yuanhou, what you said was also reflected on in the past. To tell the truth, for thousands of years, the power of the barbarians has relied on their own bravery and toughness, and has done many things that anger and resentment of the heavens, which is an undeniable fact. In particular, in the past 100 years, the Xiongnu occupied the grassland, and their power has risen sharply, not only invading the surrounding neighboring countries, but also repeatedly invading the Central Plains in the south, and their ambitions have become bigger and bigger. The Han Dynasty has a vast territory and a large population, whether it is a talent or a deep product heritage, how can it be bargained after a long-term competition! ”

Seeing that Yuan Zhao was listening carefully, Mo Yunbai paused slightly, this was what he said in his heart. Although he accepted the mission of the inheritor of the "Flying Fire" for unavoidable reasons, promising to protect the safety of the Xiongnu royal court, he gradually became discouraged as he witnessed the many brutal acts committed by the Hun cavalry. The reason why he lived in seclusion in the Tianshan Mountains in the name of cultivation in the following years and handed over everything on the grassland to his disciples had a lot to do with this mood.

"But then again. After all, the Xiongnu ethnic group has to survive, in the harsh environment of the grassland, except for grazing and hunting, there are few other ways to survive, no one is born with a penchant for killing people and doing evil, but in order to live, they have to be forced to be helpless. Has the Marquis ever understood the hardships involved?"

"Yes! There is a saying in the world, it is called holding a hammer in your hand, and you want to smash everything you see! Hehe. The Huns have been with wild beasts for a long time, and have exercised a tenacious and cold-blooded nature, and the art of archery is called unparalleled in the world, and by such means, it is easy to grab what you want from others, so of course you are accustomed to it, thinking that the world should be like this. There's nothing strange about that. ”

"Yuanhou has profound insights, and that's exactly what it is. No one wants to fight and shed blood, just to survive. In fact, in the rear of the Xiongnu ethnic group at the foot of Yin Mountain, those old and weak women and children who stayed behind, whenever Shan Yu Khan sent troops, they were also worried all day long, for fear that they would suddenly hear the news of the death of their young and strong people. For them, the loss of the young man in the family means that they are not far from dying of cold and starvation...... The steppe tribes have always been like this. Every time I hear about such a tragic situation, my heart is really sad, but there is no other way to think about it. Yuanhou, since he has won the volume, it must not be far from the overall stability. In this case, has Yuanhou already made a conclusion about the next plan of the grassland?"

After a while, Mo Yunbai finally asked the question he was most concerned about, which was also the main purpose of his special trip from the Tianshan Mountains this time. After all, he shoulders the responsibility of the inheritance of "Flying Fire", and he can ignore the life and death of Shan Yuyi, who maintains the rule of the royal court by brutal means, but the future fate of the entire grassland group cannot be separated after all.

Yuan Zhao already knew his intentions, and when he persuaded Mo Yunbai to give up Shan Yuyi's childish evil, he had promised him, and now of course it was time to clearly point out the direction for him.

"The Han army has rushed to Mobei, and the final decisive battle between Han and Hungary is about to begin. If the remnants of the Xiongnu nobles did not choose to surrender, they would end up with death, and there was no other way to go. Hehe! Only when these unstable factors are completely eliminated can the future of the grassland be quickly stabilized. I hope you understand this, Mr. Mo. ”

Mo Yunbai nodded. In Yuan Zhao's simple words, there was endless killing and blood. In this final battle that decided the fate of the Huns, I don't know how many warriors will die, but it can't be avoided.

"The grasslands, the deserts, and the Western Regions should be connected. The people who live in these places, because of the influence of the harsh environment and many other reasons, are determined and unruly and difficult to tame, and in this case, they need to be helped to change by external forces. That's where you need your strength, Mr. Mo. ”

Mo Yunbai had heard Yuan Zhao roughly talk about it before. However, the details are not yet known. At this time, when he said this, his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Since Mr. Mo is familiar with the culture of the Central Plains and is proficient in the classics of Zhuzi, why not integrate them and create a kind of truth for educating sentient beings on his own? You must know that it is better to transform people's bodies than to transform people's spiritual thoughts, especially for ethnic groups such as the Huns, if they want to be restrained, they need to have a belief that they can fear. Only by letting them understand what good thoughts are and what evil is, can they truly tame their hearts, and no longer be good at swords and poison their neighbors. ”

"But, Yuanhou, this method is feasible. But you have not solved the basic problem of survival of the Huns, how can they be willing to listen to the explanations and edifications of others? ”

Although Mo Yunbai's heart began to feel a little turbulent, he didn't hear Yuan Zhao's explanation, and it was difficult to let go after all.

"The life of the Huns, naturally, will be guaranteed. Please rest assured Mr. Mo on this question. After the Great War, the wounds of the grasslands need to be soothed, and Prince Yu Dan is up to the task. The grassland is vast, in addition to the desert yellow sand area, the fertile water and soil are also very rich. The Xiongnu people could migrate to these places to live, and the Han court naturally provided them with all kinds of farming and weaving skills, and from then on, they turned swords into plowshares and let them ......support themselves. ”

The white-haired old man, who was more than twice as old as the young man who talked eloquently, bowed his head and bowed sincerely. The road ahead is wide, the road of sages and virtues, and the rest of your life can be expected!