Beizhou, Cangzhou, Saihantaranacuom Tianchi; This is the largest lake in the grassland of Beizhou, which is crystal clear and has a radius of more than 300 miles, and is the sacred lake of the grassland tribe.

"Brother, this cold snap attack, my grassland athletes attacked south, the losses are not heavy, although it has not reached the point of breaking the muscles and bones, what do you think our army should do?"

Mao Dun was young and vigorous, and although he had made some achievements in this southern attack, he couldn't be happy when he thought of the dead steppe athletes, and with a gloomy face, he wanted to ask Temujin for advice.

"Hehe, virtuous brother, there is no need to be so angry, this southern attack, it was originally sudden, and the preparation was insufficient, although my grassland athletes died a lot, but the losses of the Han army were not less than our army, and the grain and grass slaves we plundered were not a few, and they could survive this winter;

The three states of Qizhou, Dangzhou, and Mingzhou were almost trampled by our army's iron hooves, and the Han people were killed all over the wilderness, their hearts and minds were broken, and their hearts were taken away by me.

Temujin, who was wearing a wolf's skin and a big fur, grabbed the yellow and tender leg of lamb that had been grilled, and hummed and devoured it, and it seemed that the results of this trip had been expected...

"And as a veteran god of war, Bei Ming Leng is top-notch in terms of command ability and resourcefulness, and it is easy to anticipate the enemy's opportunity, and it is easy to expect my grassland athletes to attack south, in my opinion, I am not surprised at all, but I feel that according to this person's performance, it feels inconsistent with the legend..."

At this, a hint of doubt flashed in Temujin's eyes, accompanied by a hint of disappointment.

"Hmph, the back waves in the river push the front waves, the front waves die on the beach, he is just a fallen god of war, and his majesty is long gone? Do you really think he was the god of war in the North Continent back then? ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mao Dun's mouth, and there was some contempt in his eyes. For the so-called "Beizhou God of War", he felt that it was not worthy of the name, which was enough to prove this from the last Northern Expedition.

"Hahaha, what Brother Xian said is that this Northern Hellen is still old after all, and the invincible momentum has already passed away with the wind in the great war twenty years ago, and it is no longer as powerful as it was back then. It makes sense, but now is the time for my generation to rise up..."

Temujin drank a glass of mare's milk wine to his heart's content, wiped the corners of his mouth with his iron fist, and said contemptuously.

"Brother, now the situation in Kyushu is chaotic, the heroes are rising together, the peerless commander, and the fierce generals on the battlefield are like carp crossing the river, there are countless of them. But there are very few people as eloquent and strategic as my brother, and I just want to saddle my brother before and after the horse. Charging into battle, I hope that my brother will not give up, you and I are on the edge of the holy lake, facing the immortal sky. Righteous knot Jin Lan, I don't know what my brother thinks? When his brother's iron hoof comes, the younger brother is willing to turn into his brother's feet..."

That's when it happened. Mao Dun continued to drink and said very seriously, during this time, Mao Dun was impressed by Temujin's arrogance, wisdom, and peerless command ability.

When Temujin heard this, his strength immediately disappeared, and he looked at Mao Dun blankly, a little unexpected, why this brother suddenly said such a thing, which he did not expect at all.

In fact, for Maodun, Temujin is very appreciative, the so-called pity and pity, heroes cherish heroes, grassland people are bold, worship the strong, and in Temujin's eyes, there are very few grassland warriors who can enter his eyes, Mengzhou Kublai Khan, Wanyan Aguta, Yelu Abaoji, Aixin Jueluo? Xuan Ye and his brother love Xin Jueluo? Dorgon et al.

These people are all tribal leaders, grassland warriors, sitting on the land of several states, compared to Mao Dun and him, not weak at all, majestic and strategic, waving the iron hooves of the grassland, with the momentum of whale swallowing, straight from the north of Mengzhou to the south, everywhere they go, invincible, invincible, is a model for the grassland.

"Brother Xian, you... Why are you so troubled? With the talent of a virtuous brother, he will definitely soar into the sky one day, and it will be easy to sit on the land of Beizhou, why did he make this decision in such a hurry? ”

"Big brother, please accept Mao Dun's worship, for the talent of the eldest brother, Mao Dun yearns for it, I hope that the eldest brother will be fulfilled, let the younger brother help the eldest brother, saddle the horse for the elder brother, and chase Kyushu..."

"It's... Okay, Brother Meng Xian will not give up, look up to me Temujin, that Temujin swears by immortality, as long as the virtuous brother does not give up, Temujin will not live up, and when he sits as the lord of Kyushu, he will be taught by the King of Tianwu of Beizhou, hereditary replacement..."

"Brother Xie is so high...... Hahaha......"

……

Beizhou, Tianyin City.

"Beiming Aiqing, what do you think of the Hu people's southward movement this time? What do you have to say about this battle? Let's just say it..."

"Back to the lord, this time the Hu people attacked south, according to the last general, it was completely because of the invasion of the cold snap, too many cattle, sheep and horses were frozen to death, and the Hu people were unable to continue, so they had to go south to plunder, but it was just a dog jumping over the wall;

The reason why a large number of materials were plundered by him was mainly because the Hu people were all elite iron cavalry, and they were very mobile, not for siege of cities, but only for plundering, raiding and harassing the strategy, so that our army was tired of coping, so that the northern states suffered heavy losses, and these were the fault of the last general.

Moreover, the newly rising Maudun and Temujin in the north are rare generals in the grassland, and because of this, the combat effectiveness of the steppe iron cavalry has doubled, and it is very difficult to deal with it..."

Beiming was cold and iron-clad, standing upright under His Royal Highness, leaning slightly, skimming Di Xiao above, a little bored in his heart, he knew that this Di Xiao who loved to play tricks was afraid that he would be angry.

"Oh, the Hu people are too mobile? You will get off the Xuanwu Iron Cavalry, known as the strongest army in the world, can't you still deal with it? Aren't you teasing the lonely king? ”

Speaking of this, Di Xiao, who was originally light and breezy, immediately became unkind, his cold eyes squinted at the North Darkness Cold, his eyes burst with murderous intent, his slender and white fingers were clenched, his eyebrows were upside down, and the momentum of the king in his body was unwilling to burst out, and he only pressed towards the North Darkness Cold.

In an instant, the atmosphere of the entire hall became very subtle, and the flow rate of the air instantly froze, like the eve of a storm, quiet and dull, and the cold air continued to permeate...

"The last general will not dare! This is a mistake in the command of the last general, and I hope that the Lord will forgive the sin..."

"Huh, command error? The dignified Beizhou God of War can't even deal with the barbarian state, do you think this joke is funny? Don't think that the Lone King is a fool, you don't know that you deliberately preserve the strength of the most elite Xuanwu Iron Rider under your command, what? Want to rebel or not? ”

Di Xiao's eyes were full of coldness, and he slammed down a notebook and smashed it at the feet of Bei Mingleng, his face was very cold, and the killing machine locked on Bei Mingleng.

"The last general doesn't dare, I hope the lord will calm his anger, the reason for this big defeat is completely deliberate at the end general, in order to let the Hu people lower their vigilance, and at the most critical moment, give the Hu people a fatal blow..."

Seeing that Di Xiao was angry, Beiming was cold in his heart, and knew that if he didn't accept it, he was afraid that something would happen.

Di Xiao, is the son of the previous generation of the Great Yin King Emperor River, this person is eloquent and strategic, civil and martial arts, resourceful, good at the royal majesty, with only twenty years old, he sits on the land of eight states, looking at Beizhou, there is the ambition of chasing the deer in Kyushu, although it is by virtue of the remnants of the previous generation of the Great Yin King, but it is also extraordinary.

"What? Deliberately show the enemy weakness, and then at the critical moment, give the enemy a fatal blow? Well, since you say so, the Lone King has nothing to say, and he will go to the north next year..."

When Di Xiao heard this, his face softened slightly, and his thin hand gently tapped the desk, and he silently squinted at the North Darkness Cold, as if he was thinking, and as if he was using his eyes to see through the North Darkness.

At the same time, a trace of imperceptible fierceness flashed in Di Xiao's eyes, and as soon as he drank coldly, he repelled Beiming Leng, his eyes closed slightly, and he fell into contemplation...

And after Bei Mingleng walked out of the main hall, he pretended to be casual and left the palace.

"Yo, showing weakness to the enemy, this doesn't seem to be your style of Northern Cold, right? I remember that the legendary god of war in Beizhou has always been brave, invincible, and invincible, when do you need to use intrigue to achieve victory? Aren't you afraid of smashing your signboard of the God of War in Beizhou? ”

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that he was a bearded and vulgar person, this person was An Lushan, the general who had recently defected to Emperor Xiao.

"Hmph, Huangkou Xiaoer, when the old man was in power, you didn't know where to eat, and you dared to question the old man's strategy? Doing this villain's act, the old man is ashamed to be with you..."

As soon as he looked at this An Lushan, Bei Mingleng instantly understood where the twist came from, it turned out that this villain impeached him and fanned the flames in Di Xiao's ears, otherwise Di Xiao would be thunderous and angry?

Looking at the North Ming Leng, who was walking away angrily, A cold killing intent flashed in An Lushan's eyes, and he looked at the North Ming Leng, who was gradually moving away, and laughed coldly.

"If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do it, 'the former Beizhou God of War', where did your tens of thousands of Xuanwu iron horses go, you don't need to be reminded by An, you also know, An is kind to persuade you, I hope you don't make mistakes, hahaha..."

"Hmph, the old man is sitting up straight, not afraid of villains and other villains, and has the ability to continue to impeach me, you see that I am not afraid, hum..."

When Bei Ming heard this, his steps froze, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he was a little flustered in his heart, but he still reprimanded extremely hard and left the palace.

"Huh, villain's move? Not afraid of King Yin? Hmph, then we'll see, see if I don't uproot your Northern Hells clan and knock you off the altar, I won't be surnamed An, but one day thin West Mountain, a dying person, still dare to run rampant, I don't know whether to live or die, hum..."

An Lushan's face was gloomy, he hated the North Darkness and Leng with monstrous hatred, not just because he monopolized military power;

What's more, because twenty years ago, Bei Mingleng dominated the field, and everywhere he went, he left no room and killed his father with his own hands, the faithful general An Tianzheng, so he was determined to kill Bei Mingleng with his own hands and avenge An Tianzheng...

…… (To be continued.) )