The night is deep, the sky is shrouded in endless clouds, the goose feather snow is still drifting between the heaven and the earth, the whole grassland has completely turned into snow white, the cold wind is whistling, and the sound of the call sign makes the atmosphere between the heaven and the earth become extremely low and depressed.

At this moment, in the big tent of the royal court's military tent, the light and dark firelight flickered slightly, and Su Shan was leaning on the tiger skin seat, gently sipping tea, his face full of indifference.

Opposite him, Hu Lingyu and two generals were hanging their heads slightly, carefully reporting the Jianghu people on the grassland they met in the Wuge tribe, as well as the origin of Hulie and others.

"Are these guys starting to move so soon?"

After the report, Su Shan gently put the teacup aside, raised his head, looked at Hu Lingyu, his eyes flashed with a faint coldness, and hummed,

"I thought they would have to wait at least a few days before they started, but I didn't expect it to be quite fast. ”

"Overseer, this may have been just an accident, we met them by chance when we were slaughtering the Wuge tribe, but Nahulie has already made it clear that he will not compromise. ”

Hu Lingyu's eyes were also full of depth, and he said in a low voice,

"These Jianghu people on the grassland, the last general has also dealt with us before, and if they want to target us, they will inevitably engage in some small assassination actions. ”

"Although it can't set off any strong winds and waves, it is also a difficult force. ”

"Guan Longjun is good at warfare, but it is somewhat troublesome to deal with them, the Jianghu people who come and go without a trace. ”

"We know. ”

Su Shan nodded slightly, looked at Xiao Yu'er on the side, and asked,

"There are still six doors of people in the East Factory, when will they arrive?"

"Returning to the Governor, I will be able to cross the Valendu Mountain early tomorrow morning, and go to the Golden Horde of the royal court, and it will be very soon. ”

Xiao Yu'er arched her hand, then looked at Hu Lingyu again, and asked,

"General Hu, please also give an order to the generals in the army in advance, and when the people from Dongchang and the Six Gates arrive, the overseer will order them to disperse and protect these generals separately. ”

"They need to cooperate!"

"Does this Overseer want to break it into pieces?"

When Hu Lingyu heard Xiao Yu'er's words, he understood the meaning almost instantly, his brows furrowed slightly, and a little worry flashed, and he was puzzled.

Hulie's gang is actually not weak, and there are a lot of generals in the army, if the six doors of Dongchang are scattered, this strength will be weakened a lot, in this way, it is equivalent to using its own weakness to deal with the enemy's concentrated blow!

On top of the art of war, something is not suitable.

"We know what General Hu is worried about!"

Su Shan looked at Hu Lingyu who was frowning like this, a faint smile appeared on his feminine face, he waved his hand lightly, and said with a smile,

"It's not necessary, though. ”

"In the past three years, our family has been in retreat in Chang'an City, and the people of Dongchang and Liumen have not been idle, and now they are very different from three years ago in terms of strength, and we believe that they have the strength to solve the current matter!"

"You can arrange it!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that Su Shan was so relaxed, the tension and worry on his face also weakened a little, and he arched his hand and withdrew from the big tent.

"Overseer, drink tea!"

The big tent became quiet again, Xiao Yu'er filled the tea in the teacup, and then handed it to Su Shan with a touch of respect, and said in a low voice,

"There is some news about the matter you asked the slave to inquire about!"

In the past few days, Su Shan seems to be enjoying peace in this royal court's golden tent, but in fact, the spies of Lijinglou have been looking for the Mo tribe on this grassland according to his wishes.

The people in the rivers and lakes mentioned by Hu Lingyu are nothing to him, to the current Dongchang and Liufangmen, and they can't set off any storms.

What he really cares about is actually this Mo tribe.

Judging from the high priest of Moro in Chang'an City, the two extraordinary masters who assassinated Hu Lingyu, and some news about the Mo tribe sent by Lijinglou, the Mo tribe is the belief on this grassland.

Just like the Heavenly Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Only by truly solving the Mo tribe and the faith on the grassland, this grassland, and the countless Xiongnu people, can it be regarded as falling steadily into the hands of the Great Wei Dynasty.

And this can only be done by him.

"Tell me about it!"

Su Shan took a sip of the tea gently, and then said without raising his head.

In his slightly narrowed pupils, a trace of fierceness flashed at this moment, and there was a killing intent that could not be concealed.

"Yes!"

Xiao Yu'er arched her hand slightly, took out a file from her arms, and handed it to Su Shan's hand while saying in a deep voice,

"According to the news of the Lijinglou spies, the Mo tribe should be in the southwest of the steppe, at the intersection of the Valendu Mountains and the Persian Qua Mountains, but the specific location has not been found. ”

"This Mo tribe is not like other Xiongnu tribes, their entire tribe is very whereabouts and often changes, in the past, only the people of the royal court and the Golden Horde can find their traces. ”

"These news are also the people of Lijinglou, who used to follow the team of the royal court golden horde to deliver food to the Mo tribe, and found some clues, but the Mo tribe is too deep. ”

"Their real hiding place has not yet been found. ”

"Where the Valendu Mountains and the Quay Mountains meet?"

Su Shan didn't blame Lijinglou for not finding the Mo tribe, after all, it took him a long time to find the Heavenly Palace, and it was very difficult to rely on some ordinary people to find a deliberately hidden Mo tribe in this vast grassland.

It's good that they're able to find the approximate area.

Thinking about it in his heart, Su Shan had already come to the map of the grassland where the big tent was hung, and his eyes looked up and down, and finally landed at the intersection of the two mountain ranges.

His finger landed and he asked,

"That's it?"

"Not bad. ”

Xiao Yu'er arched her hand slightly and said,

"The slave maid has already sent two more groups of people to search for it, and I believe there will be news soon. ”

"No need!"

Su Shan shook his head, a faint smile flashed on his feminine face, and said,

"Let them come back!"

"When they sent people to Kunlun Mountain to look for the traces of the Heavenly Palace, they could also find some general areas, but after getting close to the Heavenly Palace, they were eliminated!"

"Now to find the Mo tribe, it should be about the same, this Mo tribe is not simple, it should be no worse than the Heavenly Palace, even if our family has got rid of Moro and others, there should be masters in it!"

"Don't let these people die in vain, it's not easy for Lijinglou to cultivate such a good spy. ”

"That"

Xiao Yu'er listened to Su Shan's words, and her coquettish face showed a trace of hesitation, and asked,

"This Mo tribe, let's"

"When we solve the gang of Jianghu people in Hulie, our family will go to them in person!"

Su Shan smiled lightly and said,

"And then dealt with them!"

"Slave gets it!"

Xiao Yu'er's face also showed a more obvious cold color, she nodded slightly, and said,

"The slave will give an order to the people of Dongchang and Liumen to deal with Hulie and the others as soon as possible, and then accompany the overseer to find the Mo tribe. ”

"Hmm. ”

Su Shan nodded slightly, and didn't say much, he leaned on the back of the slanted chair a little easily, and then closed his eyes slightly.

Xiao Yu'er leaned over and began to squeeze his shoulders.

The vast grassland, the night is low like the bottom of the pot that is upside down, enveloping the whole world, the snow is flying, and the cold wind crying like a knife gives people a more gloomy and depressing feeling.

At this moment, somewhere in the tribe, Hulie and the others got together.

The light of the fire in the charcoal stove flickered slightly, and there were about a hundred or so people, all around the left and right of the stove, and their faces were full of solemnity and coldness.

The choice made on the grassland during the day, the people in the entire team were about two-thirds less, and now only these few people remained.

In fact, it's no wonder that those people, they are all people with families and tribes, they have seen what Guan Longjun has done, but anyone who resists will slaughter the entire tribe.

They don't dare to take the risk!

Although they don't want to be slaves, they also don't want to watch their relatives and family members die under the iron hooves of Guan Longjun because of their impulsiveness.

They can only be forced to retreat.

And the rest of these people are some people who have little concern, and everyone gathers here tonight in order to move away from the grassland of the tribe to which they belong.

In this way, they have no worries at all.

"The entire tribe, there are about two thousand people, what I plan is to take this road to migrate to Persia, I have sent people to inquire here, and there is no garrison of the Long army yet!"

"However, this thing has to be done in advance and done as soon as possible!"

"The Guan Long army is currently cleaning up the vicinity of the Golden Tent of the Royal Court, and will soon control the border of the entire grassland, and when they control it, it will be too late for our tribe to escape!"

In a low voice, Hu Lie's rough palm, which had been holding a knife all the year round, slowly crossed the map in front of everyone, and then looked up at the group of people, and asked in a deep voice,

"What do you guys think?"

There was silence in the big tent for a moment, and everyone nodded slightly, and then bowed their hands one after another,

"Lord Hulie commands, and we will do it!"

"After the clansmen are sent away, we will start to knife those guys, so that they can understand that the men on our grassland are not bad seeds!"

"Good!"

Hu Lie's gaze swept over everyone with a thick solemnity, and said in a low voice,

"Then let's start arranging!"

"Let's start tonight, take advantage of the night, hurry to the border, and enter the territory of Persia!"

"Whew"

After saying this, Hu Lie took a deep breath, and then his face became more rich and low, he shook his head, and said bitterly,

"After tonight, our people will not be able to return to the grassland for a short time. ”

"Uprooting, even in Persia, is a parasitic fence. ”

"And we will also start to live the days of licking blood with knives, perhaps, in a short time, we will completely disappear on this vast grassland and become a pile of white bones!"

"Are you ready?"

The atmosphere in the big tent was even more gloomy, even more sad, silent for a long time, everyone knelt down on the left and right of Hu Lie, and then bowed their hands and whispered,

"Prairie boy, I'd rather die than be a slave!"

"Even if we all die, we won't back down half a step!"

"I'm waiting, I'm willing to follow Lord Hulie, be born and die, and fight with Han Dog to the end!"

"Good!"

Hu Lie listened to the generous and resolute words of everyone, and the look on his face became even more cold, and decisively, he took two steps back, knelt on the ground in front of everyone, raised the wine bowl on the side, and said loudly,

"I have all the brothers, the blessings of this life!"

"There are men in the grassland, and they will never sink!"

"I respect you!"

A low voice fell, and Hulie poured the wine into his throat, and when the liquor entered his throat, he slammed the bowl to the ground again, shattering into countless pieces.

Crash!

Whoa!

The rest of the people also poured the wine one after another, and threw the wine bowl on the ground one after another, and the atmosphere in this big tent also became more cold and decisive.

It's immense.

And when everyone was discussing countermeasures here, outside the big tent, in a felt tent not far away, a thin man walked out of the felt tent cautiously.

He glanced around, saw that no one was paying attention, and was about to get up and leave.

"Are you really going to do that?"

At this moment, a woman came out and grabbed the man, the woman stared at the man deadly, and the look on her face was also worried and a little unbearable.

"What are you going to do if you don't, and you want to flee with them to Persia?"

"Can a place like Persia accommodate us?"

"Think about it again, if we can't escape, what do you think the Guan Long Army will do with us? Do you know that the Wuge tribe, as well as several surrounding tribes, have all been slaughtered!"

"No matter what the end, it's not much better than them!"

"I don't want to be a slave, and I also admire Lord Hulie for being a man, but I don't want to look at you, watching the entire tribe of people wander away, and there will be no stability in the future!"

"Stay, even if we are slaves to the Great Wei Dynasty, we have to stay on this grassland!"

"Don't stop me!"

The man stared at the woman with a low gaze, explained in a low voice, and then stubbornly broke the woman's hand.

The woman also understood the man's words, and she turned her head to look at the felt tent where the fire was flickering and Hulie and the others had gathered, and a deep grief flashed on her face, but in the end she did not say anything.

She took a deep breath and retreated into the tent.

Crash!

The man also glanced at the place where the felt tent was, and then his face flashed with a thick tangled, and he finally knelt down in the direction of the felt tent, and then kowtowed, and then walked towards the outside of the tribe.

He led a horse and left the tribe cautiously, without alarming anyone, until he had walked out for a long time, then he got on the war horse, and then galloped away in the direction of the royal court's golden horde.

Soon after, the figure disappeared into the endless night.