The mutton was roasted to a fragrant taste, but no one paid any attention to the mutton on his table in the entire royal tent. At the moment when Yang Fan made a move, everyone present stood up and stared at Yang Fan vigilantly, for fear that he would make some move to threaten Ezhe.

Yang Fan turned around and said, "Yizhu, let's go!" ”

"Amitabha." Seng Yizhu didn't say much, got up directly, and kept up with Yang Fan's pace.

"Mr. Yang stays!" Lin Dan Khan, who was on the throne, stood up and walked directly to the king's tent. As soon as Yang Fan opened the curtain, he was blocked by two big men at the door, and said a lot of muttering words, probably meaning that he was not allowed to go out.

Lin Dan Khan in the back said: "The dog is reckless. You are a guest of our Chahar, come and blast Ezhe out for me. Lin Dan Batur's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and his voice was cold, "Mr. Yang is a guest I invited, if anyone is still disrespectful to him, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

Lin Dan Batur invited Yang Fan back to his seat, Mongolia's individual combat effectiveness is indeed very strong, but there are very few strategists like Yang Fan. To put it bluntly, they are all reckless men with tendons. He really seems to know what kind of plan Yang Fan will give. If Yang Fan is Ling Hebo, the emperor's favorite minister, then he naturally has to entertain him well, hoping that he can hand over the credentials to the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

But since Yang Fan does not have any position, such talents are more worthy of being wooed, and if such talents can be allowed to stay in the tribe, they are even more worthy of being wooed.

"Then I will go on to say that this surrender can naturally save the Chahar tribe for a while. Don't look at the Khan in front of you now, some people react so violently, and some people are likely to wish that the Khan could invest in the Houjin. But Khan, don't forget. The Mongols destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty and Dajin, and the Song and Ming Dynasty had no connection. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, the hatred may not be so deep. And our Han Confucianism pays attention to tolerance and benevolence, while Houjin is different, Jurchen and Mongolia, such a blood feud, but the ancestors have accumulated, even now, the emperor Taiji is friendly and treats those who take refuge leniently. Once the situation is stable, it is absolutely necessary to turn his face and deny people, and the Khan can think about this carefully, so it is not a wrong choice for the Khan to unite with the Ming Dynasty to resist Jin. ”

"Then what does Mr. Yang say about how to unite?"

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Khan, look at it, the Mongolian front is so long. If the Khan wants to return to Mongolia, it is obvious that with your tens of thousands of people, so much food and grass. Even if a hundred battles are won, it is estimated that if you hit half of Monan, there will be no logistical supplies. In the following recommendations. Instead of dealing with Mongolia and Houjin and Yiganwang Khan, it is better to ......"

A sheep bone in his hand was thrown directly. poked straight at the red dot in Liaodong, "Straight to the Yellow Dragon." Once. ”

Lin Dan Khan narrowed his eyes and looked at the sheep bone on the map, not knowing whether to marvel at the audacity of Yang Fan's scheme, or at Yang Fan's dart.

Yang Fan stood up and said, "Let's get here first today." If the khan has the courage to do this, then we will discuss it again, and if he doesn't even have such an idea, or if he thinks that such a method is a bit ridiculous, then there is no need to talk about it next. I will leave today first, and I will stay on the Kunlun Mountain for a few days, if the Khan has this idea, he will come to find him, if not, he will be a joke today, and he will stop talking. ”

Lin Danhan was still immersed in the plan just now, and as soon as he heard that Yang Fan was leaving, he got up and said, "Mr. Yang's idea is indeed a bit whimsical. Let me think twice, let's stop here today, come on, escort Mr. Yang back! ”

"There is no need for an escort, the Khan stays and takes his leave." Yang Fan and Seng Yizhu turned around and left.

Outside the king's tent, a pair of wolf eyes stared at the two people who came out. Ezhe pulled out his scimitar, licked his chapped lips, and said coldly, "Bastard, I'm going to kill you." Yang Fan made him ugly in front of everyone, and he definitely couldn't swallow this breath. Before Yang Fan could make a move, the monk Yizhu behind him took a side step, stepped forward and probed his ape arm, quickly grabbed the back of the knife with one hand, and passed through the blade with the other hand, like catching a snake, clasped Ezhe's wrist, played a Buddha name, and said: "Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." Although the little monk does not practice Lamaism, he also understands that all Buddhas are the same and persuade people to be good. ”

The scimitar was pulled out of his hand by Seng Yizhu so stubbornly. Ezhe's pupils shrank, he didn't expect this little monk to be able to pull out his scimitar so effortlessly. You must know that his hand is on the handle of the knife, and Seng Yizhu is only two fingers on the smooth knife surface, just like that, they can be pulled out, and the strength used can be imagined.

The scimitar was thrown on the ground by Seng Yizhu, and Seng Yizhu put his hands together and saluted, "Offended." ”

"Prince Ezhe, I'm leaving." Yang Fan smiled and went straight with the monk Yizhu.

In the king's tent, Lin Danhan squinted his eyes, gradually walked to the edge of the map, looked at the place that was pierced by the sheep bone, and was silent for a long time.

"Khan, do not listen to the slander of the traitor. He's ruining Chahar's future. Think about it, if we can't think about how to bypass the Mongolian steppe, even if it is a surprise attack on Huang Taiji by ten thousand horses, and finally fight to the death with Houjin, who will benefit in the end? It's not this group of cunning Han people yet. So, Khan, don't listen to such a ridiculous scheme. ”

Lin Dan Khan carried his hands behind his back, his eyes scanned the entire Mongolian steppe, looking at his former territory, this steppe with iron horses roaring, indeed, too big. "I have also discussed with the Tusi of Kang District, how to return to the grassland, there has been no good way. Now Huang Taiji's iron cavalry is slowly extending its claws to Qinghai, and it won't be long before our Chahar Department can only flee again. ”

His eyes looked again at the place where the sheep's bone was pierced, and muttered, "Maybe it is indeed a difficult bone to gnaw, but once it is chewed by us, the whole of Mongolia will respect me as king!" Inside the sweat tent, the faces of the sweat tribes were cloudy, and everyone was afraid of this tyrannical and ambitious Lin Dan Khan.

After borrowing two horses from the king's tent, Yang Fan and Seng Yizhu hurried to the road much easier.

Monk Yizhu, who was silent along the way, raised his head, looked at Yang Fan, and said, "You...... Donor...... Do you really think that the Mongol Khan will really follow your plan and attack Shengjing City? ”

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth raised, "Little monk, you have a lot of mundane things." (To be continued......)