Listening to the Yan song, "We are forced to do so, and if we don't plunder, we can't survive." Mu Xi deeply disagreed: Is it because he can survive, do you want to rob other people's resources? If so, the twenty-first century will not be chaotic? Is it worth sacrificing the lives of others for your own life? Is this behavior good? Is it compassionate? No, it's not. It's not kindness or compassion, it's a disregard for life.

If there really are those so-called gods in the grasslands, they will not protect the invaders.

Mu Xi glared at Yan Qu and said: "The Buddha said: 'Saving one life is not compassion, saving a hundred lives is not compassion, and it is compassion to purify all sentient beings. Hurting a hundred lives to save one life, compassion is not a way, and it is not compassion. Whatever reason you may have, you cannot sacrifice others for the sake of yourselves. The people who have been displaced by the war you have waged and the soldiers who have died on the battlefield also want to have a good and stable life! But because of you, they have to put aside their comfort and take up arms against your invasion. ”

"But this is really not what I want! Who would love war if they survived? You say that your soldiers have suffered heavy losses, why shouldn't we? "It's different, you are the aggressors, and you deserve no matter how big your losses are, but our soldiers are different, they are the heroes of our country." Mu Xi sneered.

Mu Xi and Yan Qu quarreled.

The quarrel was so loud that even Mu Xi's original purpose was thrown into his mind, and the originally calm conversation between the two people instantly became tense.

The people around took the initiative to give up enough space for them to quarrel, but in fact, it was impossible not to let them, because Mu Xi and Yan Qu were quarrelling, and the aura around them was full of aura, so they couldn't get close if they wanted to.

Mu Xi denounced the grassland peoples for their unearned gains integrated into their bones and blood, and only knew plunder, but did not know self-reliance.

"You all have the savagery and rudeness of the steppe people in your bones. Not to mention the leadership of a mediocre Khan, Yalelu. ”

Yan Qu was even more angry, and the "man" in front of him kept insulting the spiritual leader of the grassland people, Khan Yalulu.

Mu Xi was very angry and thought: Khan Yalulu is really full and has nothing to do, he has to plunder the resources of our border cities, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment, Li Luo can only passively attack and drive away the grassland people. If it weren't for him, how could it have disrupted the original happy life of Li Luo and me.

Thinking of this, Mu Xi said even more angrily: "You are still not a man? I know what your Khan Yale is making excuses for. Say what to fight for survival. It's been brainwashed! It's obviously aggression and still doesn't admit it. I have to find some high-sounding reasons. ”

Yan Qu looked depressed: "I am a man, a real good man of the grassland." And what I'm saying is not an excuse, but a fact! The grasslands are not suitable for people to live at all, so why not if we plunder some of your things? Anyway, you are such a rich country, you can replenish the robbed resources from anywhere, so what about more and less? We have robbed you of your resources, which means a lot to us who live on the grasslands, and it doesn't have a great impact on you. Why can't you be more generous? ”

Mu Xi thought: Is the grassland really not suitable for survival? So how did the peoples living in the northwestern steppes of the People's Republic of China survive in the twenty-first century? Don't they live in peace and contentment? And although they were fit and strong, they were still peace-loving, did not like war, and were still hospitable even when their homes were barren.

The same steppe is so different, isn't there a problem with Yalelu Khan's governance of the country? This is a question that even a fool can think of.

Of course, there is a premise for this, which is that only those who have been to the 21st century can do it.

Mu Xi turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to Yan Qu, and Yan Qu also snorted and didn't want to pay attention to Mu Xi, because they couldn't convince each other. I just don't say more.

Mu Xi was very angry, and she wanted to bring Yan Qu back to the tent where he had been before, so that the soldiers could watch over him and prevent him from escaping back to Yalu Khan's side.

On the way back to the tent, Yan Qu didn't say a word, and it wasn't until Mu Xi sent him to the door of the tent that he stopped and said, "Fengmu, I advise you not to spend too much time on me, if the purpose of taking me to the tent is only to let me see the miserable condition of your soldiers and betray those poor hungry grassland dwellers, then you might as well give up." Because I have seen too much of the phenomenon of starvation in the grasslands. They are even worse than your soldiers in the Central Plains, and your soldiers can still receive some pensions to support them for the rest of their lives, and the lives of those steppe people who starved to death are over. ”

"Huh?"

"Although I was not born poor, I was able to see so many grassland people dying in despair because they did not have enough food. Do you know? They were already skinned and bones when they died, and they were starved to death. ”

Hearing Yan Qu's further explanation, Mu Xi was very surprised.

Could it be that the grasslands of this world are fundamentally different from those in the northwest of the People's Republic of China?

"What? Can't you grow some grains in the grasslands? What about your cattle and sheep? ”

yes, what about cows and sheep? Yan Qu thought to herself: When were the cows and sheep slaughtered? When did people on the prairie eat only turf?

Yan Qu took a long time to break free from his memories, and he said to Mu Xi seriously: "No matter how you Central Plains people abuse me and trample on my dignity. ”

"Even if I go to serve the wounded soldiers whose flesh is rotting, whether I go to change their filthy quilts, whether you cut off my fingers at will, I will not betray Yalelu Khan no matter what."

"For the rule of Yale Khan, and for the tens of thousands of suffering people on the steppe, even if I sacrifice my life, I will not hesitate."

"Just like you said, those dead soldiers are your heroes in the Central Plains, my life is undoubtedly small, and it is just a drop in the ocean in this world, but I also want to become a hero in the eyes of our grassland peoples."

Yan Qu believes that even if Khan Yalulu does not have his assistance by his side, there will be thousands of Yan Qu on the grassland to assist the Khan and help him fight against the soldiers of the Central Plains together.

Give the people of the grassland a place where they can live a stable life.

"Without me, there are thousands of good men who stand up for the grassland, so it's the same whether there is me or not."

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