For the sake of the gains and losses of a group of grass people, Wen Weisi had trouble sleeping. The Khan knew his brother too well, and he must have not eaten breakfast when he ran around early in the morning.

Khan looked at Wen Weisi with a smile, with a posture that you don't eat and we won't leave, and brought a large bowl of milk tea in front of him.

Wen didn't sweep the mutton like a whirlwind, picked up a bowl of milk tea, and went down to his stomach, his stomach was hot, and the milk tea was a little hot.

Before leaving, Wenmus packed the rest of the food in a leather bag and took it away. The two of them walked out of the tent, the wind swept the snowflakes on their faces, and they couldn't open their eyes coldly.

Knee-deep snow makes it impossible for a horse to run. The khan wore a white fur cloak, and the sky was vast and the snow covered the cattle and sheep.

A group of people gathered in front of them, and there was the sound of crying. Seeing them coming, the crowd bowed respectfully.

Khan waved his hand, "Excuse me." ”

The crowd dispersed, with two pieces of linen in the middle, one large and one small. A man knelt beside the sackcloth with his head down, his leather robe shiny.

The sackcloth covered him was his wife and newborn son, who had forsaken him. He didn't want to be abandoned, insisted on staying by their side, hoping to take him with him.

The khan stood beside him, the man did not move, and everything around him had nothing to do with him. Let Bai Xue bury him, and the three of them will be reunited in another world.

Two lives, one big and one small, disappeared in the snowy night.

Gitler felt the snow burn his eyes. It was also such a white snowy field, where his brother Hutler was lying, and under him was the bubbling blood,

He stood behind his brother in fear and sorrow. He was proclaimed Khan by Trobes and others. The elder brother took one last look at him, and his eyes of pity and sadness often appeared in his dreams.

He turned his horse's head and was not in the mood to continue his rounds. Life is so fragile and vulnerable, and it doesn't know when it will return to dust.

The beloved horse seemed to want to soothe his helplessness, and struggled to raise his four hooves, and one person rode the reins of the horse.

Wen Weisi watched his brother leave by himself, with a wry smile on his face. He took out his skin and handed it to everyone, and said a few words to comfort the man who had just lost his wife and children.

Several people carried the man away, and the man yelled and refused to leave. Helplessly, his hands and feet did not obey the call, and he was dragged into the yurt by everyone.

His hands and feet were frozen and could be life-threatening if left untreated. The Dharma teacher recites sutras to women and children.

Everywhere he went, he saw a crowd of people frowning. The powerlessness of natural disasters, the hopelessness of the future, and the bleak clouds shrouded the grassland.

In some cases, more than half of the livestock were killed or injured, and the dilemma of food and clothing was inevitable.

The arrival of Wennais eased the blow of the disaster to the people. After all, there is still the royal family who cares about them.

In the eyes of the people, Wenweisi is a lifesaver. Weins comforted everyone that he would do everything he could to help them through this difficult time.

These people who work hard every day, but still have no food and no clothing, these people who live in this war-torn land.

They have suffered from natural disasters and wars, and they have silently borne the bitter fruits of natural disasters and wars. How innocent they are. Wen Weisi's heart was extremely painful.

Wen Weisi walked and ran on the cold and desolate land, and he was deeply saddened that he had more than enough heart and not enough strength.

The world is impermanent, and blessings and disasters do not go alone. Soon a plague swept through the Uighur Khanate, with the Uhu tribe being the most severe.

A roaring fire ignited in the open space where the vault was concentrated, and the bodies of the dead were brought one after another, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air.

Some of the dome people went to empty the house, and the whole family was thrown into the flames.

Natural disasters have come one after another, especially the punishments of God, and people have lost even the strength to cry. The heart is like ashes.

All one can do is wait, wait for the gift of Heaven to let him live, or wait for God's punishment to let him die.

People gathered around the fire, sometimes kneeling and praying, sometimes beating gongs and drums, shouting and dancing. Shamans in hideous masks perform rituals, sometimes swinging exaggeratedly and sometimes chanting words.

Gitler hid in the tent and didn't go anywhere, he didn't want to wait for the plague god to come to the door, and he took the initiative to send it over.

Several times a day, Wennais and Digrob reported to him the extent of the disaster. The annoying numbers echoed in his ears, and he couldn't have fun.

Hunger, cold, and epidemics are prevalent, and people are struggling to live and die. In this vast land, the Grim Reaper roams everywhere, harvesting life with impunity, both night and day.

On the first day of the first month of the first month of 840 A.D., under the cover of night, a convoy of men and horses galloped toward the northern border of the Uighur Khanate, led by the Uighur Beshi Commander.

The Agas tribe, who live near the Yeseni River, welcomed the visitors a few days later.

The news of the disappearance of the sentence was reported to the Khan without dispatch. Khan couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the news, and he was upset.

The khanate changed hands like a marquee, and internal worries were one thing; The Uighurs and Uighurs in the north of the Khanate had been fighting for twenty years, and it was highly likely that foreign invasions would take advantage of the fire and plunder. Soon what Gitler feared happened.

In recent days, Tacham, the chief of the Uighurs, has been pondering taking advantage of the unstable situation in the Uighurs to attack them.

The guards came to report back to the Hubei and asked for a meeting outside the tent, the purpose of his trip? Tachamu had some expectations.

"Bring him in." He said calmly.

The sentence did not congratulate him on handing over the weapon and was brought into the account. Since Julu Weihe dared to visit directly with his henchmen without first contacting him.

He also calculated that the Uighurs had been coveted by the Ughals tribe for a long time, and his trip was bound to be successful.

Julu Weihe did not beat around the bush and directly had a showdown with Tachamu, the purpose of his trip was to borrow troops. In contrast to the Uighur tribes, the Tunja were peaceful.

"Chief, please assist General Ben in attacking the Wudao Khan." The guest and the host sat down, and the sentence was not congratulated and said bluntly.

Tachamu readily agreed, "General, this king can send troops to assist the general, but it is not profitable to be early, and it costs money to send troops." ”

It's okay to borrow troops, but how are the benefits distributed? Julu Weihe stood up and thanked Tachamu, "This general only needs the land and the throne. Possessions are given and demanded. ”

The sentence does not understand the truth that the people can carry the boat and overturn the boat, the throne has no popular support, and the water without a source has no root.

Therefore, in line with the principle of peace and win-win results, the two sides discussed the battle plan and the plan for the distribution of the results of victory.

"The general and his men were at ease here for three days, and the iron cavalry of the Gang was invincible. ”

Prepare to set up a three-day flowing water banquet to entertain guests who have traveled thousands of miles.

"Chief, while the Uighur defenses are not yet firmly established, the chieftain can do twice the result with half the effort by dispatching his troops quickly. You and I are in the land of the Uighurs, and we are holding a feast. ”

The sentence did not congratulate the chief's kindness. Soldiers are fast. His sudden disappearance will certainly arouse the vigilance of the top brass of the Khanate. Once Gitler has a strong line of defense on the border, there is bound to be a fierce battle between the two sides.

Tachamu gladly agreed, ordered 100,000 iron horsemen, and on the third day personally went into battle, and accompanied Julu Weihe to attack the Uighurs.