In the early spring, the beautiful prairie wakes up from its silence, the green grass all over the mountains exudes a faint tender fragrance, the wild flowers compete to show their colorful bodies, the sky is blue, and the clouds are snow-white, like a picture scroll with heavy makeup and light makeup across the heavens and the earth.

To the north of the steppe, in the Udejian Mountains, where the Turkic tents are located.

The breath of spring has not yet reached the distant northern grasslands, and the grass has only just begun to sprout.

The grassland is lined with tents, the chariots and horses are noisy, the voices of people are boiling, and from time to time the smoke of cooking rises, and the shepherds in the distance drive the sheep towards the south.

Gray tents on the light green grassland are scattered like mushrooms, some large and some small, and one of them is extremely large, all of which are the size of ordinary people's yards in the mainland.

"The pit viper under the command of the snake spirit asks to see His Highness Mosi!" A green-clothed scribe stood in front of the big tent and whispered, the voice seemed inaudible, and it carried into the tent with the wind, but it echoed everywhere in the tent.

"Hmph, come in!" A voice came from inside the tent, and the thick felt door rose without wind, revealing a portal.

The Tsing Yi man's body shook suddenly, and the cold snort of the person in the tent was like a thunder in his ears, and the qi and blood in his body surged, and he involuntarily took a few steps back before stopping.

The man in Tsing Yi showed a look of surprise in his eyes, but his face did not change, and he walked into the tent with a calm face.

In the tent, a gold-robed man stood up, his eyes flashing, staring at the man in Tsing Yi who walked in.

"The pit viper has seen His Highness Sip," said the man in Tsing Yi, bowing down.

"Why did you come to see me?" Mo asked silently.

"Here is for the future of the Turks, for our common enemy." The man in Tsing Yi said.

"Don't be pretentious, have something to say." Mo Si said coldly, his body exuded an indescribable cold aura, and the temperature in the tent dropped rapidly, as if encountering the cold of spring, and all things suddenly germinated from early spring into the midwinter wax moon.

The cold breath rushed straight to the man in Tsing Yi, so cold that he almost shivered, and couldn't help but resist with his luck, and the true qi of the body protection flashed, barely blocking the cold, and he didn't make a fool of himself on the spot.

"Sipping silently is worthy of killing gods, and it doesn't give people a chance to argue at all." The man in Tsing Yi said secretly in his heart.

Mo Si is a smart person, and he is a person who greatly admires strength, and he doesn't like the crooked speeches of those politicians, but directly oppresses people with his strength to get a satisfactory result. The people in Tsing Yi wanted to take this opportunity to talk about Mo Si with vertical and horizontal techniques, but it looked really useless, and he was suppressed by Mo Si's strong strength, and he didn't have that chance.

"Wu Zetian harbors evil intentions, intends to take away my Li Tang Jiangshan, and even wants to attack the Turks, isn't it the common enemy of both of us?" The man in Tsing Yi said, "Therefore, the lord of my family invited the nobles to deal with Wu Zetian together. ”

"I said not to lobby me with false words, Li Tang is the enemy of the Turks, the enemy of life and death, as for Wu Zetian, do you think she will be able to take care of attacking the Turks when she is eager to ascend the throne as the emperor?" Mo Si said disdainfully.

"As His Royal Highness said, Li Tang or any court in the Central Plains is the great enemy of the strong clans outside the Saiwai, and Wu Zetian is no exception. His Royal Highness wouldn't think that if Wu Zetian didn't attack the Turks, the Turks would stop and not invade the Central Plains? The man in Tsing Yi said, "I have to say that although Wu Zetian is a woman, she is good at national politics, and she has the support of the Demon Gate, and her rule is stable." If the nobles want to invade the Central Plains at this time, the hope of success is really slim, then there is only a chance to get rid of Wu Zetian and plunge the Tang court into chaos. ”

"You want us to be the knife in your hand, the so-called opportunity is just an illusory promise, and in the end, we have to use people to get it," Mo Si said, "If you just want to make empty promises, don't say it anymore." ”

Murphy is not a fool, although he usually does not like to deceive people like politicians. The so-called killing of Wu Zetian and plunging the Tang court into chaos is just an illusory thing, killing Wu Zetian and her son ascending the throne, and her son still has many children of the Li Tang clan to choose from, so will the world be in chaos? If the world is not in chaos, the Turkic invasion of the interior is an empty word. After sixty years of development, the prestige and strength of the Tang Dynasty are absolutely incomparable to those of the previous dynasties, not to mention that the current strength of the Turks is not as strong as the unification of the steppes outside the Sui Dynasty.

"If you don't see a rabbit, you don't scatter an eagle," the man in Tsing Yi said secretly in his heart, "It seems that Mo Si is not just a pure martial artist." “

In essence, every master who can cultivate to the eighth grade of the Grandmaster will not be stupid, on the contrary, he is definitely a person with outstanding intelligence, but his personality is different.

"Naturally, the snake spirit will not make empty promises to let the nobles contribute for free," the man in Tsing Yi said, "There is a military defense map of Hebei Province and Zhou Road, as well as the details of various passes, and if His Highness leads the army into the interior, he will also provide further information and character support." ”

"Aren't you worried that we will enter the Central Plains like the Xianbei tribe, or do the snake spirits want to join the Turks?" Mo asked silently.

As far as he knew, the snake spirit was an organization established by the Li Tang clan to specifically oppose Wu Zetian, and the composition of the personnel was mainly composed of Guanlong nobles such as the Li clan who had lost power, how could they help the Turks invade the Central Plains?

"The snake spirit is or will be for the revival of Li Tang, and will not surrender to other forces, as for whether it can enter the Central Plains, it depends on the strength of the nobles? The cooperation between the snake spirit and the Turks was limited to Hebei. The man in Tsing Yi said.

Mo Si pondered for a long time and said, "You go down, I will send someone to discuss the conditions with you, hoping that our cooperation can be successful." ”

When he was young, Mo Si focused on martial arts practice, never interfering in the affairs of the clan, and only wanted to reach the highest level of martial arts. But the reality does not allow him to do so, last year his elder brother Turkic Great Khan Gu Lu met the famous Tang Dynasty general Hei Yan Changzhi in Huanghuadui near Shuozhou, Hedong Province, and Gu Lu was defeated and seriously injured. Na Zhi was too seriously injured, even with the strength of the Eighth-Rank Grandmaster, Mo Si could not save Gu Lulu, but his nephew Ashina Mo Thorn was still young, and his prestige and strength were insufficient, and now the Turks turned to Mo Si in power, and when Gu Lu died of illness, Mo Si would take over the position of the Turkic Great Khan.

The pit viper Shi Ran left the tent and was led down by the guards outside the tent to rest.

A moment later, the Turkic dignitaries gathered in the tent of the silent sip.

Ashina Mothorn, the son of the Turkic Great Khan, Ashina Mothorn, the important ministers Apo Dagan, Ashid Yuanzhen, Mohe Dagan and others gathered in the big tent of Mo Si to discuss the matter of cooperation with the snake spirit.

"Murthorn, how is your father?" Mo Sirp said.

"My father is weak, and the great teacher is helpless, and he is now hanging with secret medicine, hoping to have a turnaround." Mo Jian said sadly.

Although Gu Lulu was born in the Turkic royal family Ashina, but he was only a side branch of the Shu clan, he was able to rise up in the predicament, re-establish the glory of the Turkic Empire, and almost restore the territory ruled by the Turkic Great Khan Jieli in the steppe outside the famous Zhensai in the late Sui and early Tang Dynasties.

"The Immortal Heaven will protect the eldest brother," Mo Si said.

Gu Lu and Mo Si have had a deep relationship since childhood, and Mo Si can be said to have been raised by Gu Lu, and it was Gu Lu who brought him on the road of martial arts.

"Yuan Zhen, one of the secret organizations in the Central Plains, the snake spirit, sent someone to contact our clan, thinking that our clan would send someone to assassinate Wu Zetian, and report it with the military intelligence and map of Datang Hebei and Bingzhou." Mo Si said to a tall man with a lofty temperament.

Ashide Yuanzhen is also a Turkic family, Yuanzhen grew up in the interior of the Central Plains, originally belonged to the tribe of the capital of the Protectorate, so familiar with the Tang Dynasty frontier virtual reality, under his guidance, the Turkic iron cavalry repeatedly invaded the territory of the Tang Dynasty, killed a lot of people, but also defeated the Tang army many times, if it were not for Wu Zetian mobilized the power of the west, repeatedly defeated the famous general of Tubo Heizhi Changzhi to defend and annex the state, resist the Turks, the victory or defeat is not always known.

"The power struggle within the Tang Dynasty is quite fierce now, this is my Turkic opportunity, since the snake spirit can give us information, it is not too much to help them, if we really kill Wu Zetian, it will be a good thing for us." Yuan Zhen said.

Then Mohe Dagan and the others expressed their opinions one after another, and most of them agreed to form an alliance with the snake spirit to prepare for the future invasion of the interior.