"Emperor Sui is mediocre, so happy, he ordered to open a river on the earth within a year, thousands of miles long, what do we have to worry about?"

"Yes, we should wait until the river is dug and the national strength is greatly damaged, and whoever plunders the most livestock will be our khan!"

"No! The Sui state is strong, and it is impossible to dig a canal to greatly damage the national strength, we must join forces as soon as possible, elect the khan, and then go south in one fell swoop!"

"I Tuva agrees!"

"Sarah against!"

......

Seeing the noise in the big tent, Du Lan Khan frowned.

The Turkic army was based on a tribal organization and in the form of a hunting organization, effectively combining production with military affairs.

However, in this mode of integration of soldiers and people, contradictions will inevitably break out between the chieftains and the tribesmen, between the main tribe and the guest tribes, and between the suzerains and vassals.

Especially for the Great Sui, due to the experience of Shabalu Khan more than ten years ago, all the tribal leaders had deep scruples.

In fact, the more difficult the environment is, the less likely it is to be impulsive, the Turkic warriors seem to be unstoppable, but they are also the most rudder-seeing, summed up in eight words, is for-

If it is strong, it will be aggressive, and if it is weak, it will be appropriate.

Now in the eyes of various ministries, the Great Sui is undoubtedly powerful, and it should be suitable at this time.

It happened that from the intelligence of the Central Plains, it was proved from all aspects that the new Emperor Sui was very happy, and everything he did was a great effort, and he was rapidly defeating the family background left by Yang Jian.

This naturally made many tribes have a fluke mentality, waiting for the Great Sui to decay on its own, and then taking advantage of the weakness.

Others didn't say it, even the princess agreed with it, and even hinted that you must not lose both sides with the Great Sui and be profited by the other two khans and fishermen.

Dulan Khan listened.

Although he believed in the all-knowing and all-powerful gods, humanity would not disappear, and it was impossible for him to sacrifice his subordinates to fight for others.

At this moment, the blue khan was silent, and the eyes of the other two khans flashed with a similar brilliance, and they sat back and watched the various departments quarrel.

"Quiet!"

Suddenly, a word rang out.

The tent fell silent for a moment.

A man slowly got up.

His jet-black hair and shawl were scattered, his face and physique were perfect, his bronzed skin shimmered with a dazzling luster, and the most terrible thing was the pair of cold and unforgiving eyes, just looking down at each other, it was enough to chill the heart and fear it for a lifetime.

Wuzun Bi Xuan!

He is the absolute god of war of the steppe, an invincible existence, since he became famous, the khans have changed in the past few decades, but his status has always been high and has not wavered at all!

"After March, merge to the Great Ceremony, Alliance Khan!"

Bi Xuan's speech was unhurried, and it clearly reached everyone's ears, and there was no doubt at all.

The tribal patriarch, who had been arguing endlessly, looked at each other and stopped talking, but in the end no one dared to say it.

Because he disobeyed Bi Xuan and was killed on the spot, I am afraid that the tribe will not rebel, so a new chieftain can only be proposed.

"Oh no! Oh no! The Sui army is looting again!"

However, seeing that Bi Xuan was about to decide the overall situation, a panicked voice suddenly came in.

"Again?"

"Is the leader still called Shi Wansui?"

"No, there is another general, named Han Capture Tiger!"

......

The leaders of the tribes changed color, and this time they no longer quarreled, but became anxious, and even the faces of the three major khans were extremely ugly.

Just because two months ago, 3,000 Sui soldiers rushed out of the border, looted everywhere on the grassland, and killed anyone they saw.

Yes, the Turks have invaded the border of the Central Plains for many years, and now they are taking turns in feng shui, and they have been burned and looted by the Central Plains.

And although these 3,000 cavalry were commanded by Li Jing, what really frightened the Turks were Shi Wansui and Han Baohu, these two people were really brave, the wind forest volcano, the mighty Mobei, and tens of thousands of Turkic warriors were unstoppable.

"Venerable, please destroy this Sui army for us!"

At this moment, the leaders of the tribes took advantage of the situation to make a request.

Bi Xuan frowned imperceptibly.

Such an arrogant entry and looting, in this sensitive period, he naturally will not allow it.

But when he was about to make a move, he found that the Sui army had a dragon and a crouching tiger, and at least two of them were not under him.

One of them has demonic skills and a terrifying aura, and the other is quiet and far-reaching, extremely familiar, it is the scattered Ning Dodge who has fought before, but does not distinguish between victory and defeat.

Bi Xuan really didn't understand, with Ning Daoqi's inaction-in-action character, how could the identity of the great grandmaster escort him in the Sui army?

But this was obviously a trap, and Bi Xuan naturally chose to leave.

But in this way, the Sui army plundered all directions, advanced and retreated like the wind, and every time before the encirclement was closed, it saw the opportunity and withdrew directly, which suddenly became a great disaster for the Turks.

Although it does not hurt the muscles and bones, it is a low fighting spirit and people are panicking.

"Please take a step and cut off the great enemy for us!"

It's good to die, and at this time, the Qimin Khan, one of the three khans, took the opportunity to get up.

Qimin Khan, also known as Tuli Khan, is not the Tuli in the original plot of the Tang Dynasty, but the brother of Dulan Khan.

Instigated by the eldest grandson, the two brothers were hostile to each other, and Dulan Khan wanted to get rid of Qimin Khan, who was supported by the Great Sui and fought against him.

For Bi Xuan, who supported Dulan Khan, he was naturally extremely jealous, and seeing that Bi Xuan was unwilling, he added fuel to the fire.

"Sui is provocative, we must fight back, please Venerable!"

Datou Khan also followed up and said, as the Khan of the Western Turks, he hoped that Bi Xuan would have three longs and two shorts.

Even if Bi Xuan is not injured, if he can't take this Sui army repeatedly, then the invincible prestige will inevitably drop greatly, and the power of Dulan Khan will also weaken.

Seeing that Bi Xuan was silent, Dulan Khan immediately said: "The Sui army is cunning, we can't fall for the scheme, we should send an envoy to Daxing, reprimand the Sui Emperor Xing's unrighteous army, offend my grassland, and kill my people!"

After saying that, he got up and came to Bi Xuan, bowed down and said, "I have wronged the Venerable!"

Bi Xuan immediately held it and said gently: "The Great Khan doesn't have to be like this, for the Turks to be strong forever, it's nothing to suffer some grievances!"

......

When everyone dispersed, Bi Xuan stood silent in the tent.

"It's hard to get things done with the rabble!"

The breeze blows, and an elegant voice arrives in the distance.

Obviously, he pounced on himself, and finally stood tall and chic, and Yun Shuai, the Western Turkic national teacher with blue pupils, appeared in front of Bi Xuan, and his light skills were already divine.

His original words were very standard, but there was a sigh of lack of skills in his tone.

"Fu Cailin is so short-sighted, Goguryeo is unwilling to send troops?"

When Bi Xuan saw his appearance, his heart sank.

"The Goguryeo farmers are also revolting, claiming that the Golden Crow is dead, the Shenfeng is standing, the two women are strong in evil law, and the Yijian master is too busy to take care of himself, suspecting that it was the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army in the past!"

Yun Shuai smiled bitterly.

"Well, there's just a matter of waiting!"

Bi Xuanwei'an's body swirled and looked at the location of the desert.

Thirty years ago, he had encountered a fate-changing temple there.

Now, in that temple, there is also a power that can change the world!

This is two years.

Sui.

Three years of great cause.

The emperor raised an army of 400,000 and personally conquered the Turks.