Murowei, Khitan and Kumoxi, in fact, all originated from the Donghu in the Qin and Han dynasties, and its grazing land was in the area of Daxianbei Mountain, and it was also unified in the early Tang Dynasty, and the tribal leader was called "Mohefu", which is a bit similar to the Turks. During the Zhenguan period, the Murwei Mohofu Bodhisattva and the Gunatai brothers led the troops to the south of Koubian, surrendered after the defeat of the Tang army, Taizong put its place as the Murwei Governor's Mansion, and then rebelled and surrendered, and its tribes were divided into more than 20 tribes, scattered in the Liaobei Plain and the Great Xianbei Mountain, which is the area of today's Daxing'an Mountains.

The two stations of Huangtou and Daji are located on the northeast border of the Khitans, separated from the two banks of Sumoshui, while the Heichezi Murwei is located in the Zhumu grassland west of the original station of the Qiren people, adjacent to the northwest border of the Khitan, but the hundreds of miles of grassland in the middle of the Huangtou and Daji two parts are occupied by the Khitans. Therefore, the three tribes are not adjacent, and if they are not adjacent, they cannot echo, so the patriarch of Pala chose to ally with the Xi people in the south.

Forced to surrender to the Khitan people for five years, with a large amount of property and slaves every year to pay tribute, the black car of the Bola patriarch Wei Bao has a certain independence, but since then under the supervision of the Khitan garrison, the Bola patriarch is also arrogant, how can he stand such humiliation, has been in Taoguang to raise obscurity, quietly store grain and grass and armor, looking for an opportunity to fight back against the shame of the snow.

Since the murder of the Khitan envoy at night in the tent of Rao Le Shui Xi Wang's tooth tent, Palman thought that the plan to lead the water to the east was successful, and he could prompt Yao Yuan Qinde to attack the Xi people first in a fit of anger, and he would have enough opportunities to unite with Huangtou and Da Ji to find an opportunity to sneak attack the Khitan, so as to get rid of control, but people are not as good as heaven.

In the dark and wide cave, all kinds of long wooden boxes are stacked in layers, and a long and narrow alleyway leads to the inside, some rotten small wooden doors are hidden, and the dim light is spilled out, and there are two people inside, one sitting in the center, and the other is kneeling on both knees, crouching on the damp stone slab.

The person behind the case was none other than Bera, looking at the assembly order sent by Yao Yuan Qinde in his hand, he instantly understood Yao Yuan Qinde's intentions, and he couldn't help but be angry, and his chest rose and fell sharply. The geographical environment determines the strategy of the Khitans to use troops, and if they want to use troops in Qinde, they naturally have to stabilize the rear.

In fact, Bola also thought of this, so he recently accelerated the contact between Huangtou and Da Ji II, whether it works or not, he always has to try. Now it turns out that his self-righteous plan has failed, and instead it has taken the snake by surprise.

"God is going to die, my black car room Wei......" Bolta threw away the official document in his hand fiercely, roared like a wounded wolf, kicked over the front desk, and lay down on his back with a heavy face to the sky, panting heavily.

"Please cheer up the patriarch, don't be pessimistic and disappointed, the lives of tens of thousands of clansmen are counting on you!" The kneeling man raised his head to convince him, Hao Ran was Shodel.

"You say you say...... What now? What can you do? Pyra cried out in pain.

He remembered his eldest son, Gali, who was hostage in the Khitan Khan's tent, and his woman, Rise, the first beautiful woman from the Western Murwei Department on the banks of the Wangjian River, who had been sacrificed to the damned old man of the Bara Khan Yao Xizhi after the defeat of the army five years earlier. After Xi's death, Rose became one of the women of Yaolin Qinde again. Although Betha had many women and bore him seven or eight children, he would never forget the helpless and painful look in Rys's eyes as she left.

In the past five years, countless midnight dreams have been back, and the helpless eyes of Ress in his mind have always gnawed at his arrogant, persistent and fragile heart.

"There are three plans for today, one of which is to immediately turn around and raid the three thousand Khitan garrisons, and then move south, moving closer to King Xi's tooth tent; Second, stabilize the Khitan garrison, immediately send envoys to contact Huangtou and Daji, and agree on five days, that is, the deadline, and the three departments will attack the Khitans at the same time; Third, continue to make false promises with the Khitans, and then go to the battlefield and see the opportunity to act. Shodel was incompetent, and the only three strategies were decided by the patriarch. ”

"Tell me about the success of these three strategies. Which strategy is easier to do? Hearing this, Pala was intrigued, and immediately retracted his thoughts, sat up and asked earnestly.

"I think the first strategy is to quickly solve the 3,000 Khitan garrisons stationed here to supervise, which is not easy, but as long as it succeeds, the sky will be high from now on. The second strategy is only five to five, because the more people involved in the secret matter, the easier it is to leak the news. As for the third strategy, everything is full of unknowns, and there is nothing I can do about it. Shodel replied with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Palas bowed her head and pondered for a while, but still unable to make a decision, she could not help but stand up and paced back and forth in the small secret room.

After a long time, Brown seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned back and asked, "What am I trying so hard for?" Therefore, the third strategy will only sink deeper and deeper, and there is no need to think about it at all; The second strategy! The yellow head and the two parts of Da Ji are too far apart, and it is difficult to echo; The first strategy is very high if he is unprepared, and in addition, you need to send an envoy to turn to the king of Xi Tules, so that he can immediately send troops to respond, so that you can be more sure that you will immediately send a safe and reliable person to act secretly. The assembly order must also be issued to all departments, and the Khitans cannot be allowed to see the flaws, we must use some thought in this matter, it is better to ...... like this."

Indeed, the difficulty of the first strategy is not the difficulty of the first step, but the danger of migration, if the Khitans catch up, there is even the possibility of the entire clan being wiped out. Blah quickly figured out the joint, but he had a vague feeling that things were not so simple. However, he couldn't think of anything wrong with the problem.

The superior never makes any decision lightly, and once the decision is an order, it is difficult to take it back, and it must be desperate. This courage and quality, of course, Pala has been the patriarch for many years, and he knows this truth very well.

Therefore, after sending a messenger to the tent of King Xi, Urla informed the few leaders of his decision to prepare them, and at the same time secretly deployed them one by one. It was a matter of the survival of the clan, he did not dare to take it lightly, and his spirit became highly nervous, although he was uneasy in his heart, but he had to make a calm posture as if nothing had happened. Of course, this is for the Khitan envoy to see, and it is also to let the subordinates and clansmen accept the order with peace of mind and complete the assembly as soon as possible. After all, time is of the essence, and appointments need to be issued layer by layer.

"Today is the fourth day after the assignment was issued, and the assembly is mostly complete, and tomorrow afternoon at the latest...... We're ready to head out to the sweat tent! Bola said flatteringly to Shanming, the head of the Khitan B room who supervised it.

Shanming is the grandson of the patriarch of the B tribe, Wuda, about thirty years old, with a stout and sturdy body, a bearded face, and a brave and good fighter, good at wielding a pair of large copper hammers. Although he is stubborn and refuses to listen to persuasion, he also has a careful side in his actions. For example, now, he looked at the elite soldiers of Murowei who had been assembled on the camp and school field, and he was very satisfied, but it was a little strange.