Mo Ge lost the royal court.

Dahuli Lu, who was canonized as the King of White Water by Emperor Tianzuo, fell asleep beautifully. I didn't even know that there was a deadly hungry wolf hiding next to me!

Dahuli Lulu has been living a very comfortable life lately, like someone feeding and serving, sitting at home with meat pies falling from the top of his head, not to mention how wonderful it is.

Although the price is the collapse of small and medium-sized tribes.

But what does this do to him?

The Moge Lost Department is also a large tribe that has been inherited for more than a hundred years and has a total population of 100,000 people, so it is naturally impossible for everyone to gather together to live. When it was south of Yinshan Mountain, many branches had already spread out in the Moge Lost Division. It is impossible for the leaders of that generation to have only one son, or brother, or heir, to be handed over to a certain force, divided into a branch of the Moge lost tribe, this is the rule of the nomads on the steppe for thousands of years.

Even the Mongol Empire in later generations was inevitably affected by this.

These branches were also members of the Murgas, but in the eyes of Dahulilu, his control over them was too weak.

Because of the existence of the Liao State, as the patriarch of the Moge Lost Division, the relationship between Dahuli Lulu and these branches is more of the relationship between the big warlords and the small warlords during the Republic of China, rather than the relationship between the lord and the vassal in a system.

Dahulilulu wanted to change all this, and after the defeat in the Battle of the Hetao, he desperately needed to become stronger. Because he has a wish buried in his heart that he has never spoken to outsiders - one day he can return to his ancestral land of Baishuiluo.

Baishuiluo is the Yellow Flag Sea, which has become a seasonal lake in later generations, and it also has a name called Mandarin Duck Luo, surrounded by low mountains, hills, and terraces. In later generations, here is a vast yellow beach, but in today's era, the shore of the white water is a flat grassland that can not be seen at a glance, surrounded by reeds, abundant water plants, water birds gathering, cattle and sheep flocks, it is the happy land where the people of Moge have been multiplying for more than 100 years.

Today, with a total population of more than 100,000, the Mo Ge lost people have multiplied little by little from Baishuiluo. At the beginning, Dahuli Lulu boarded the ship of Emperor Tianzuo that was about to sink and took away the strongest adult warriors in the tribe. With the resurgence of Emperor Tianzuo's power, the tribe also walked out of the south of Yinshan Mountain and entered the western grassland of Zhongjing Road.

Dahulilu's decision greatly expanded the living space for the Mogar people, but if there is a gain, there will be a loss, and the Moge lost the people of the back road empty, lost their homeland where they had lived for more than a hundred years, and left their previous homeland like the Udiri people and many other ethnic groups in the Yinshan Murwei.

But Dahuli Lulu did not regret his decision, loyalty to the Khitans is the will of the entire Moge people, and although the steppe south of Yinshan is fertile, the climate and environment are much better than the current place, but it is too small, and the geographical location is too critical. As the situation flips and the Han rise up, sooner or later Yinshan Murowei will become the target of the Han attack. This can be seen in the Qi army's measures after breaking through Western Xia, and Lu Qian made Tian Hujun and Zhenghuang Qi join forces to exterminate Richard's brother [the remnants of the party that retreated to the north].

By the time the remnants of Richard Brother's army were defeated and killed, and his whereabouts were unknown, Han'er's troops touched the Yinshan Murwei tribes, which already made them feel threatened.

Although it was a somewhat blind decision to help Emperor Tianzuo, when the back of Yinshan Murowei was threatened, and the Jurchens were defeated and lost, this decision was not without any consideration, and it was even a clever way to solve the crisis and let the tribe move towards a new life. In fact, it was this decision that solved the deadly threat for Yinshan Murowei, who had a new large grassland pasture and a new political status.

In his sleep, Dahuli Lulu was thinking about how to appease the new herdsmen, the strength of the powerful Mo Ge lost his troops, and even his position in Linhuang Mansion.

This is not a trivial matter, it is related to the political stability of the entire Northern Liao.

Being able to take charge of a more than 10,000 accounts of Mo Ge's lost department, Dahuli Lulu is not a reckless person, and quickly adapted to the political game of the high-level of Northern Liao, although he inevitably paid some tuition, but now he is decent. He knew that the Moge Lost People would never become Khitans, so if he wanted to maintain the status of the Mo Ge Lost People, he could only make the tribe as strong as possible.

In his sleep, Dahurilulu seemed to have returned to Baishuilu again......

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The prairie was silent, and in the darkness, only a little campfire was shining.

The men's snoring came and went, and the cattle, sheep and horses all fell silent.

Therefore, no one is far behind them, and a Lu Qi horse army that is sharpening its knives is already waiting for them.

"Hear, brothers, wrap the horse's hooves in felt cloth, quickly."

"You rough embryo, you are annoying. Wrapping a horse's hooves can startle the horse, but it's useless. ”

"If you dare to be so clumsy, I'll kill him first......"

"Leave those alone, and leave the side horses where they are."

"The rations and water bags are all down. Pack light and fight. ”

After a short period of chaos, after the various departments were ready, Hu Yanzhuo sent Shi Wengong to lead 2,000 troops to go first, and made a detour to Wangting North Road. After most of the hour, he did not delay any longer, and gave the order to depart.

When the sky was dark, Hu Yanzhuo approached the royal court little by little, and when it was still five or six miles away from the royal court, he saw three sparks blooming in the northern sky. The double whip general knew that this was Shi Wengong leading the troops to arrive.

As soon as he shouted, he was no longer cautious, turned over and got on his horse, and the dull sound of horses' hooves immediately sounded.

Ahead, the camp of the lost men loomed, not too close, but close to the cavalry. All the soldiers were full of fighting spirit and confidence, and the general was wise, and led them under the nose of the enemy, and the Tartars did not notice it. There is a mental calculation and no intention, and the attack is unprepared, and this battle is stable.

And as a soldier, to be able to experience such a war, isn't this something they should feel happy and happy?

All the tiredness is gone at this point.

Only the blood is surging and boiling in their hearts, and the tyrannical emotions that involuntarily rise from the bottom of their hearts are constantly impacting their reason. For the Tartars of the steppe, there is no need for mercy, and anyone with a sword and bow, old and weak, male or female, deserves to die.

Hu Yanzhuo's heart was also full of heat.

Men should make meritorious deeds. He spent half a hundred years in Zhao and Song Dynasty, and now his qi and blood energy have exhausted, if he doesn't take advantage of the fact that he can still move, he will make a name for his ancestors and seek benefits for his descendants, so he will have to wait until he can't ride a horse and can't hold the whip, and only think about the Jin Ge Iron Horse in his mind?

What's more, in this battle, all the cause and effect were spelled out by him, Shi Wengong and Yelu Yujian, and this great opportunity was created by him. Leading less than thirty percent of the enemy's troops, the Liao people were anxious, and now they can launch a sneak attack on the royal court of Mo Ge, a pillar of the Northern Liao, which is the most direct embodiment of his ability to lead the troops, and it can also be the pride of his life.

The lost people of Moge had awakened, and the sound of thunderous horses' hooves had reached their ears.

Horse armies surged forward, jogging forward slowly, then gradually accelerating, and entering the rhythm of galloping.

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves has become the only main sound between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the high-spirited Qi army horse team seemed to be shrouded in a bloodthirsty aura, and everyone was fierce and wild, full of murderous energy. They raised their swords and spears diagonally, reflecting the first rays of sunlight between heaven and earth, like a nightmare that enveloped the lost people.

The experienced man, carrying his knife, rushed out of the tent, jumped on his horse as fast as he could, and looked in the direction where the sound sounded. But there were also those who rushed out of the tent in a panic, not even a meat cleaver in their hands, and only blindly screamed and asked their companions, or screamed in panic.

After all, they just changed their roles. In the early years, under the hands of the Khitans, the Mogeshu people were herdsmen who herded sheep and horses for them, and the herdsmen did not need to pick up knives and guns. Now the Mo Ge lost people took the initiative to pick up the sword and gun, but from a herdsman to a qualified warrior, it is not something that can be achieved with a shout.

Dahurikrel woke up from his sleep, he had drunk too much last night, and now the wine was still not gone, but he knew that something was wrong with his headache. Such a shock can be understood by a grassland boy, this is a large group of horses galloping, which means that their royal court has been raided.

Who will be the attacker? You don't have to think about it to know that it can only be a Han'er.

His guards barged in, "Taishi, it's Han Chinese, and a lot of Han people are rushing towards us. "Dahurikreh was the half-brother of the Duru, and he trusted him very much and appointed him as the Grand Master of the Murgar Division.

"But how did Han'er come to us?"

Now there is no need to ask Han'er if he is not such an idiot as not attacking large tribes. The most puzzling thing about Dahurikulie is why the Han army suddenly killed them right under their noses? Are all the tribes around the royal court destroyed, and not a single one escapes? I didn't receive the slightest warning message.

These cavalrymen, as soon as he heard the sound, could estimate that they were horse troops of several thousand men, as if they had come out of the ground.

Dahuritra couldn't figure it out. It is difficult to hide traces on the grassland, and the sentinels sent out by the royal court every day are all blind. So many troops came near, and they didn't notice it. He had never experienced such a strange thing, so many cavalry, killing the royal court before being discovered.

But soon Dahurikul stopped thinking about it, he was the prince of the royal court, the younger brother of the king of white water, and he was the warrior who wanted to cut off the heads of countless enemies with a knife, so that he would not kneel and beg like a cowardly lamb, waiting for the enemy's steel knife to be cut down, and he would not only complain like a woman, and only push the mistake on the heads of others!

At this time, Dahuli Lulu had also come to his senses, and what caught his eye was the hideous face of his younger brother Qu Lie with endless madness.

"Let's go, let's go!" Before he could say a word, he was pushed into the group of guards by Qu Lie.

"Quick, take the king first. In any case, the king must be sent to Dadingfu City. "In this case, only Dadingfu City is safe.

While the sound was still wafting, Dahuritrael had already grabbed his weapon, a thick-backed broadsword, turned on his horse, and led a group of men towards the enemy.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he didn't know if it was for his loyal brother, or for himself, or for the loss of Mog.

It's really cruel when you wake up!

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