Zhen Er shuddered, he didn't expect Zhen Thirty-three's ambition to be greater than his own, he had just annexed the Wuluo Protectorate and was going to attack the Nali Department, there was no comparison between the two. The Wuluo Protectorate is completely Pu Kun's arrogance, allowing the caravan to take advantage of the situation to control the main account, so that he has the opportunity to clean up the branch of the Wuluo Protectorate, if he fights with the Uro Protector head-on, Zhen Er doesn't even have a chance of winning, and now Zhen Thirty-three has paid attention to the head of the Rite Department, which is ten times crazier than himself.

Zhen Er was a little scared now, one hundred and fifty caravan guards were going to directly confront the Nali Department of nearly 10,000 households, even if they had the advantage of weapons and equipment, they would be equally vulnerable in front of thousands of barbarians.

"I'm scared!" Zhen Thirty-three sneered: "Do we have a choice now?" Spring is coming, and the tribes around us will all go south to find new pastures, even if we don't go to the Rite Department now, the Rite Department will also pass by the Uro Protectorate in the south, do you think the Rite Ministry will let go of the opportunity to annex the Uro Protectorate? ”

"Now know how wrong your recklessness is! If we push forward the time of attacking the Uro Protectorate by a month, with 500 guards in our hands, and launch a sneak attack while the surrounding tribes are scattered during the winter, I am afraid that the development of things will be many times better than now. But now? We only have one hundred and fifty guards in our hands, one less than one, not only to face the Nari Division, but also to face the Karasuma Department and the northern part of the mountain that may go south, here we have not counted the two powerful East and West Harmony Department and the East Muro Division, every spring on the grassland is the most fierce season for pasture, we can only fight to the death now, I hope that the rescue force can reach the Uro Protectorate before the other tribes go south, so that we have one more chance of winning! ”

"You're saying we still have a chance?"

Zhen Er is not afraid of fighting, but in the face of a battle with a huge disparity in strength and no chance of winning, he still has some lack of confidence, this has nothing to do with personal courage, if because of his own death, he can let the caravan gain a firm foothold in the Uro Protectorate, Zhen Er will not hesitate to choose to die!

"I heard from the old man of the Uro Guardian Department that the spring in the north has come later and later in recent years, if we are lucky, I hope this time can be delayed for about a month and a half, and the rescue force sent by the master should be able to arrive after calculating the time?"

"Are we just sitting here waiting for help?" Zhen Er said unwillingly.

"Not necessarily!" Zhen Thirty-three smiled sympathetically: "It's not my style to sit back and wait for death, attacking and defending is our only choice......."

Zhen Eryi gritted his teeth and said, "You say...... What do we do now? ”

Zhen Thirty-three glanced at Zhen Er and said: "We can't pin all our hopes on the reinforcements sent by the master now, in case we can't catch up in time, the reinforcements will only help us collect the corpses, what I said is taking the initiative, not only to attack the Ministry of Rites in advance, but also to find a way to save ourselves?" ”

"Aren't we saving ourselves now?"

Zhen Thirty-three was speechless for a while, cooperating with Zhen Er was simply a kind of torture, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Don't you want to go back to find the clansmen?" Now is the best opportunity, from the Uro Protectorate to the Anton Protectorate, it only takes more than 30 days to go back and forth, and counting the obstacles encountered on the way, a month and a half to rush back should be enough, as long as you can bring the tribal warriors back, our chances of victory will be one point greater! ”

One of the purposes of Zhen Er's visit to the Northland this time was to go back to the Andong Protectorate to find his clansmen, but he didn't have a plan to bring his clansmen to the Uro Protectorate, and now the plan has changed, which makes Zhen Er a little afraid to decide.

"I'm worried that the people won't want to leave the forest?"

"This is a very normal situation", this time Zhen Thirty-three did not sneer at Zhen Er, and said with a solemn face: "This is our chance, persuading your clansmen to leave the mountains and forests, and it is indeed a little difficult to settle down in the Wuluo Protectorate, no matter what, you have to give it a try, it is impossible for your clansmen to stay in the mountains and forests, people move to live, trees to move to death, if you don't leave now, you will have to leave in the future, this is your clan's opportunity to make meritorious contributions in front of the master, and when the dust settles, do you think the master will still pay attention to your clansmen?" ”

Zhen Er patted his forehead and frowned: "It's not that I don't understand what you said, but it's not very difficult for my people to leave the mountains and forests where they have lived for generations, if it was easy, I would have done it a long time ago?" ”

For a long time in history, the Jin people lived in groups in the mountains and forests, living a life of semi-nomadism and half-fishing and hunting. Sometimes it seems that the inevitability of history is mixed with many accidental factors, and no one can guarantee how much impact one of their thoughts will have on the direction of history.

"It's man-made!" Zhen Thirty-three leaned into Zhen Er's ear and said with a sneer: "Didn't you say that the Khitan and Xi people oppressed your people? Let's push it behind the back, last year's heavy snow caused huge losses to the herdsmen in the north, if they knew that the Yan people did not cause losses, do you say that the Khitan and Xi people will let your people go! ”

"You're ......!" Zhen Er jumped up in horror, his leopard eyes widened, his fists clenched and stared at Zhen Thirty-three angrily: "If you dare to do this, I will eat you alive!" ”

"I didn't say it!" Zhen Thirty-three shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said: "I'm also helping you, if you have other good ways, just let me fart, but what I said is not all groundless, think about it, after the Khitan and Xi people suffered disasters in previous years, what methods do they usually use to make up for their losses, not all of them invade other tribes, compared to attacking the powerful Tang army and bullying the more barbaric Murowei people, the Yan people of Andong Duhufu are a good choice, even if we don't contribute to the troubles behind the scenes, Do you think the Khitans and Xi will let your people go! ”

Zhen Er closed his eyes and didn't dare to think about it, what Zhen Er said was not wrong, the reason why he was sold to Datang as a slave was not really because of the Xi people's suppression of the Yan people, this kind of thing is not that it will not happen, but the scale of the occurrence depends on the degree of disaster of the Khitan and Xi people.

"You're right!" Zhen Er finally made up his mind and said: "I will return to the Andong Protectorate today, and try my best to persuade the clansmen to leave, if I really don't want to leave, I can only make this decision!" ”

"That's right!" Zhen Thirty-three proudly patted Zhen Er's shoulder, comparing with Zhen Er's bear-like body, Zhen Thirty-three was completely like a child standing in front of Zhen Er, looking very funny: "I'm waiting for your good news, I hope that when you come back, I'm not dead yet!" ”