The army of the Central Capital sent troops to the grassland, and the momentum was mighty, so there was no surprise attack, let alone hidden tracks. The tribes and tribes on the steppe have long been rumored to have fled far away. The grassland herdsmen are not like the people of the Central Plains, who live in pursuit of water and grass, and their residences are uncertain all year round.

For a while, the grassland was still calm, and there were only a few gossips talking about it among some large tribes, and some small tribes were still how to live their lives except for the beginning of their migration in the direction of Atami.

Xiao Yu left Lin Han to accompany Xiao Yue and came to Qiuye's residence.

As soon as Xiao Yu entered the door, before he could speak, he was pushed away by Ye Xia, who was just about to go out, Xiao Yu was stunned, and just about to speak, Ye Xia had already slammed the door with a black face, and there were vague tears in the corners of his eyes.

Xiao Yu is not surprised by this scene, although Qiu Ye said that he entered the Taoist Sect, after all, he is still Ye Xia's own brother, but he has not been home for many years, Ye Xia must have accumulated a stomach full of resentment, and Qiu Ye has been in a high position for many years, so it is natural for Ye Xia to be as gentle as him, and it is natural for Ye Xia to have a little temper, so Xiao Yu became a peacemaker and comforted Qiu Ye: "Ye Xia is still a child after all, real people still don't take things too seriously, when she is older, she will naturally understand the hard work of real people." ”

Qiu Ye, who was sitting on the couch, sighed and glanced at Murong on the side.

Murong comprehended, nodded lightly to Xiao Yu, and went out to look for Ye Xia.

Qiu Ye stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Xiao Yu and said, "Sit down." ”

Xiao Yu sat opposite Autumn Leaves and asked, "What's the matter with the real person coming to me?"

Qiu Ye took out a flying sword and handed it to Xiao Yu and said, "The news just came from Zhongdu." ”

Xiao Yu took the flying sword and held it in the palm of his hand.

The Taoist Sect's flying sword transmission is extremely wonderful, the person who transmits the message attaches a wisp of divine soul to the flying sword, and the person who receives the flying sword directly urges it with a special formula, and you can know the information contained in it. The information contained in the divine soul is directly reflected in the sea of knowledge, which is less prone to errors than words, and can also prevent the flying sword from falling into the hands of others, in which the information is leaked.

This flying sword has been urged by Autumn Leaves, and Xiao Yu only needs to hold it in the palm of his hand to know its contents.

Xiao Yu closed his eyes, opened them again after a while, and frowned: "Xu Lin is going to raise the account? ”

Akiba unfolded a small map of the northwest on the small table between the two.

Xiao Yu's finger drew a line along the Duolun River: "South of the Duolun River, except for a small hill, there is almost no danger to defend, which is the most conducive to cavalry charge, if you want to hold the Xiulong grassland, you can only start a head-on battle with Xu Lin." However, the enemy is strong and we are weak, and this method is not very advisable. ”

Qiu Ye pointed to Xiliang Prefecture and Hanoi Prefecture respectively, and said: "Qin Quan's left army and Minxing's right army will send troops from these two places, and then fight with Xu Lin at the small hill. If you want to defend the small hills, you have to face more than 300,000 troops. ”

After Xiao Yu was silent for a long time, he said: "Shrink your forces, abandon the small hills, stretch Xu Lin's supply line, and then wait for the opportunity to cut off his food route." ”

Akiba nodded in agreement, "This is a good idea. ”

Xiao Yu was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "The reason why Xu Lin sent troops in such a hurry is nothing more than the defeat of the Northwest cultivators, Tianji Pavilion and Emperor Zheng have been separated for a long time, and Sun Ligong, the Governor of the Secret Guard, has not been in office for a long time, and his foothold is not stable, Xu Lin is no cultivator available, so he has to choose." So this is also where our chance to win lies, and there must be Lao Zhenren. ”

Akiba nodded and said, "It's a matter of duty." ”

Xiao Yu stood up, "The Metropolitan Governor has already raised his account to send troops, and we should also raise his account to discuss matters." ”

After Xiao Yu returned from Autumn Leaves' residence, he went to the Golden Horde with Lin Yinping. This time, the Zhongdu troops sent out to the grassland much earlier than expected, Xiao Yu and Xu Lin were in the same situation, and they could barely be regarded as rushing troops, and no one took advantage of anyone. If you want to worry about it, it is nothing more than Xiao Yu taking advantage of a leisurely work.

At this time, there were a lot of people sitting in the golden tent, and almost the real power of the entire grassland had been concentrated here.

The first disciple of the Taoist sect, Autumn Leaves, star crown feather coat, Xiao Yu once joked that even if Autumn Leaves did not have this body cultivation, he was also a fairy by his appearance, which showed that Autumn Leaves' posture was not bad.

Zi Shuiyang in a purple robe, Huang Shuiquan in a dark robe, Bai Liyin in a white robe, Bai Shui Duan, the great wizard of the royal court in traditional grassland clothes, Sun Yun, the great guest of the Taoist Sect, and Sun Yan, the hundred-year-old elder of the Taoist Sect, are behind the autumn leaves.

Although it is not as dazzling as the autumn leaves, it is also a character of a grandmaster, and naturally has its own bearing, or yin, or dust, or indifferent, or indifferent, but different.

These people are standing here, how many people in the cultivation world dare to look down on them?

Xiao Yu changed into a black brocade robe, wore a broken waist for a while, and stepped into the golden tent.

Behind him is the orthodox princess of the grassland, Xiao Yu's fiancée Lin Yinping. Huang Hanji, who has presided over the affairs of the four ministries for many years, has now become the largest Taiji in the grassland. The second Jishen Dongzan followed by Huang Hanji. Then there are the three major royal orthodox Taiji, Amur Mendu, Ji Ri Mutu, and Tu Bu Xin. Finally, the new Left Prime Minister Bonu and the Khan King Guards Commander Zhuge Gong and Deputy Commander Lu Shixing.

Xiao Yu and Autumn Leaves are one left and one right.

It's like the mundane world and the spiritual world.

When everyone entered the Golden Horde, the huge curtain of the Golden Horde slowly fell, and the mournful and desolate horn outside the door sounded.

At the highest point of the Golden Horde is the Golden Throne of the Khan, and below the Golden Throne are two rows of seats on the left and right.

Xiao Yu walked to the first seat on the left, and Autumn Leaves walked to the first seat on the right.

The two sat down at the same time.

After Xiao Yu and Autumn Leaves took their seats, the people behind them sat in this way.

The Golden Throne is followed by the huge northwest map that occupies the front wall.

Xiao Yu sat on a chair and pointed to the map and said, "Xu Lin's three-way army has already sent troops to the grassland. ”

Everyone in the Golden Tent was shocked, although they had expected this day to come, but they did not expect it to come so quickly.

The three of Amurmendu, Jiri Mutu, and Tubuxin had an extremely fast eye contact. Shin Dongzan frowned and wanted to say something to Huang Hanji beside him, but Huang Hanji shook his head slightly.

There was a whispering sound in the golden tent.

Xiao Yu didn't care, leaned back in his chair, and waited until the tent was completely calm before continuing: "I am determined to give up the south of the Duolun River. ”

"Including the small hills. ”

The pins in the golden tent can be heard.

Amumen, who was originally recuperating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and glanced at Huang Hanji, who was behind Lin Yinping.

Huang Hanji's face was calm, no joy or anger.

Lu Shixing, who was sitting at the bottom, subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Yu at the top.

Xiao Yu's momentum started from the small hills, and he Lu Shixing was defeated at the small hills.

Xiao Yu clapped his hands, and the four tall prairie warriors carried out a huge sand table and placed it in the open space between the two rows of seats.

This is a northwest situation sand table.

The great mountains and rivers in the northwest are all at the feet of everyone at this moment.

Xiao Yu took a long pole with a length of one and a half zhang from the hand of the attendant, and pointed to the Duolun River on the sand table: "The soldiers are in the clouds, and they are half-crossed." Deputy Commander of Lu Shixing, Ji Ri Mutu, Shen Dongzan, and Tu Buxin, I don't ask you to defend the Duolun River, but I hope you can make Xu Lin pay enough price here. ”

Lu Shixing nodded, Shen Dongzan was silent, and Tubuxin snorted lightly.

Ji Rimutu glanced at Amu Mendu beside him.

The gray-haired Amurmen looked at the sand table thoughtfully.

Xiao Yu paused for a moment, and said in a flat tone: "There are two armies next, Qin Quan on the left, and Huang Hanji, Taiji, Taiji, how about it?"

Huang Hanji, whose face was withered, looked at the Duolun River on the sand table and did not refute.

Xiao Yu finally pointed to the right army, "Fujian travels to 80,000 people, the key to Xu Lin's grain road, I will personally lead the troops." ”