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The sky is filled with faint dark clouds, the sky looks a little gloomy, on the vast grassland, a lot of felt tents stand, and around this felt tent tribe, there are countless cavalry whistling back and forth, the violent sound of horses' hooves is constantly galloping, it seems to shake the earth a little.

"The food has been running out of food these days, what should I do? I can't eat enough, how can I work?"

"Be quiet, don't you know? The High Priest of Moro went to Chang'an City to do things, but as a result, all the people died in Chang'an City, and now the Great Wei Dynasty has blocked the Guanlong Trade Road, and nothing can be transported!"

"Yes, I heard that Guan Long's side is still mobilizing troops and horses, and it seems that he is preparing for a war!"

"Fighting? We can't even eat enough now, so what are we going to do to fight with others? And I've heard that the army on the Guanlong side is very strong now, and it's not at all ......what it used to be."

"Don't shout, work hard!"

Suddenly, a low, angry roar interrupted the discussion, and the servants lowered their heads one after another, and then continued to wash the clothes in their hands, but the expression on their faces was still full of solemnity and worry.

These servants are all in the golden tent of the royal court, and they are responsible for serving Shan Yu and the nobles on weekdays, and they know some things about the Xiongnu and Guanlong more clearly.

Now this situation doesn't seem to be good!

In the center of this piece of felt tent, is the royal court golden tent, the huge felt tent is twice the size of other ordinary felt tents, supported by a huge wooden frame, standing between heaven and earth, giving people a sense of majesty and vastness, and at the top of this royal court golden tent, there is a huge black goshawk statue!

The gloomy wind whistled across the sky, and the goshawk eagle swayed slightly, as if even the wings were flying slightly, giving people a more aggressive feeling.

Outside the golden tent of the royal court, there are countless Hun warriors guarding them, with elite and bright armor, sharp scimitars, and cold and murderous faces, all of which give people a fierce feeling that they dare not approach easily.

At this moment, in this rather majestic hall, many Xiongnu generals, as well as the heads of the Xiongnu tribes, etc., surrounded by the solemn and gloomy faces, the atmosphere inside the big tent is also depressing and a little terrible!

At the front of everyone is the so-called Xiongnu tribe Shan Yu, the owner of the royal court Golden Tent, Maya Shan Yu, he looks about middle-aged, with a broad face, a burly body, a pair of eyes staring at everyone with essence, not speaking, but there is a sense of not being angry and arrogant, but there is also some solemnity in the pupils that cannot be concealed.

"Shan Yu, the situation of the tribes has not been particularly good recently!"

In the midst of a solemn depression, a thin middle-aged man stood up, his eyes were solemn, his tone was low, he held one hand on his chest, bent over and said,

"The Great Wei Dynasty blocked the commercial freight route in Guanlong, and now it has been more than two months, and those tribes outside have not received any food and materials, and the lives of the tribes have been seriously affected. ”

"Some tribes have even begun to starve to death. ”

"Even the royal court in the golden account has some shortages, originally we can follow the previous tradition, with cattle and sheep to spend this winter, but, in the past two years, because of the currency with the Great Wei Dynasty, the storage of cattle and sheep is not enough!"

"So...... It's going to be hard this winter!"

"Got it!"

Maya listened to the tribal leader's report, the expression on his face became more solemn, and his brow couldn't help but wrinkle. 6 8 6 8 6 read 6 books, .□.≠o

At this time, he had vaguely guessed something.

During the three years of the Great Wei Dynasty, the trade with the grassland increased day by day, and all kinds of materials, grain, etc., were constantly imported into the Xiongnu by various means, and exchanged for cattle and sheep at seemingly suitable prices!

On the surface, it seems that the Xiongnu were given a chance, and because of the sufficient supply of food, people's living standards have also improved a lot, and the number of people has also increased a lot.

But in fact, it is secretly changing the tradition of the grassland, cattle and sheep, pasture, is the foundation of the grassland, the lifeblood, but in the past three years, because of the impact of the Great Wei Dynasty's commercial transportation, the cattle and sheep pasture of many tribes has been significantly reduced!

After all, grazing is a very laborious labor, while commerce is a very easy activity, coupled with some policies deliberately given by the Great Wei Dynasty, the tribes on the grassland have no defense, and constantly transport cattle, sheep or war horses.

Now, the Great Wei Dynasty suddenly cut off the road of commercial transportation, and the grassland immediately fell into a predicament!

Obvious dilemma!

The increase in the number of people, the decrease in food, and the lack of reserves of cattle, sheep and horses have plunged the entire grassland into a state of panic.

Even this Shan Yu of the Royal Court's Golden Tent, his meals these days are not as good as before, and he himself is a little uncomfortable!

"What's the news over there?" Is there any big news?"

Maya Shan Yu frowned slightly, barely suppressing the sorrow in his heart, and then raised his head again and looked at a burly young general.

This general, is the leader of the younger generation of the Mo tribe, named Yelu Qingyun, born with infinite strength, thoughtful and extraordinary, is a rare general, in recent years, the Mo tribe has fought in all directions, unified the Xiongnu grassland, this Yelu Qingyun has played a lot of roles, and now, it is the mainstay of the royal court's golden horde!

With 300,000 elite cavalry in hand.

However, at this time, Yelu Qingyun's face was also a little ugly, and his brows were even more wrinkled into a pimple.

In fact, he can't help but not be sad.

More than a month ago, two cavalry teams sent by Taiyuan and Datong respectively carried out wanton killing and plundering on the grassland, and at that time, he personally took 30,000 cavalry to the battlefield to support.

However, in that battle, he lost more than 10,000 elite cavalry, but he did not cause any substantial losses to the other party, and he was later forced to flee back in order to prevent the other party from forming an encirclement!

This confrontation made him really and clearly see the gap between the Xiongnu and the Guan Long army, that gap, from weapons, armor, equipment, fire and even horses, etc., all aspects exist!

All the gaps come together to form an insurmountable barrier between the two sides.

He was proud of the elite cavalry of the royal court, which was enough to sweep the entire grassland, and in front of the other party, he didn't have much power to fight back at all.

If Guan Long really used troops on a large scale, he didn't know how to resist?

Maybe there's only one dead end!

"The news from Guan Long's side, the last general has been sending people to keep an eye on it. ”

When Yelu Qingyun was thinking about it in his heart, he also heard this Maya Shan Yu's question, he frowned, with a thick solemnity on his face, and worry, he took a step forward and said,

"In recent days, the Guanlong army has been moving frequently, and about 100,000 soldiers and horses have gathered in the two cities of Taiyuan and Datong Mansion, and the defenders in the interior of Guanlong are also rapidly converging the Korean and Chinese armies!"

"Also, some of the spies we sent to Guanlong inquired and learned that the overseer of the Great Wei Dynasty also left Chang'an City with Dongchang and the people of the Six Gates, and will arrive in Taiyuan City in a few days!"

"Then the eunuch came to Guanlong?"

When Maya Shan Yu heard this, the look on his face suddenly became nervous and solemn, and the other generals in the main hall and the many tribal leaders also frowned one by one, a little panicked.

This overseer came to Guanlong in person, doesn't that mean that the Great Wei Dynasty is really going to officially use force against the grassland?

Thinking of the current strength of the Great Wei Dynasty and the fierceness of the Guan Long army, everyone felt a burst of panic in their hearts.

"Everyone, the current situation, I don't need to say more, I think you also know very well, the governor of the Great Wei Dynasty came thousands of miles to Guanlong, it is absolutely impossible to see the scenery, perhaps, Guanlong's war against our grassland is about to start!"

After a dead silence, Maya Shan Yu sighed deeply, and then with helplessness and solemnity in his eyes, he swept over the people present, and then continued,

"I want to ask you, what do you mean by this war?"

"This ......"

Hearing Maya Danyu's words, everyone's faces were a little solemn, and depressed, and even a little unconcealable lowness, they all understood the meaning of Maya Danyu's question.

After the first few encounters, anyone can see that the current Xiongnu is no longer the opponent of Guan Long's army at all, so this battle will definitely be defeated!

Everyone knows it in their hearts!

When you ask this sentence, do you want to know what people mean, to fight or to surrender?

Everyone can see that the Great Wei Dynasty has been targeting the northwest grassland since three years ago, and now it has cut off the supply of the grassland, and it should not be simple to deter the grassland!

This battle should be to annex the entire grassland and completely turn the Xiongnu into a subsidiary of the Great Wei Dynasty!

Therefore, the significance of war and surrender is extraordinary!

War, that is, standing and dying, and surrendering, is not simply to seek peace with the Great Wei Dynasty, but to truly put down all this dignity and completely become a subordinate of the Great Wei Dynasty.

This is equivalent to the fact that there are only Huns left in the world, but there is no royal court golden tent!

No matter which choice it is, it is not so easy to decide, so when Maya Shan Yu's words fell, the atmosphere in this hall suddenly became extremely silent, and no one spoke for a long time!

Of course, Maya Shan Yu also understood this fact, and he lowered his head and did not urge everyone.

It's a difficult decision, and it's hard to rush!

"Shan Yu!"

This kind of dead silence lasted for a long time, for a long time, just when everyone was in a trance and didn't know what to do, Na Yelu Qingyun raised his head slightly, and then his face was hard to hide, and a little bit of serenity, looked at Maya Shan Yu, he threw up his hand violently, his voice was like thunder, and he said loudly,

"The last general thinks, war!"

"My prairie boy has never had a precedent of surrendering without a fight, and the prairie boy has never been a bad seed!"

"Although the Great Wei Dynasty is strong, the hundreds of thousands of cavalry elites in my grassland are not powerless!"

"The last general is willing to ask for battle, even if all my elites fall, it will definitely give the soldiers and horses of the Great Wei Dynasty a head-on blow. ”

"Admiral, please fight!"

"General Yelu's intentions, Ben Dan Yu knows!"

Maya Shan Yu was also inspired by Yelu Qingyun's words, he nodded slightly, and waved his hand with approval on his face,

"You may be seated!"

As the words fell, Maya Shan Yu looked at the rest of the many tribal leaders, if there was to fight, it would not be enough to rely on Yelu Qingyun's enthusiasm and fighting spirit!

The support of all the Xiongnu tribes was also needed, and it was supported without sparing any effort.

In this way, it is possible to compete with the army of Guan Long of the Great Wei Dynasty, and strive for the opportunity for the Golden Horde of the royal court as much as possible!

So, it's up to these people!

"I think, since war or not war is the same result, why do you have to measure yourself?"

After a long silence, an old man with a wrinkled face stood up, his body was slumped, and he looked almost exhausted, he first saluted Maya Danyu, and then said,

"If we fight, our chances of winning will be illusory at all, and this winter, I'm afraid that a large number of our clansmen will not be able to hold on!"

"How many people will die?"

"Has anyone ever thought about it?"

"The Great Wei Dynasty is different, I have been to Chang'an City once before, all the way from Chang'an to Taiyuan, the prosperity of the entire Great Wei Dynasty, I can see it clearly. ”

"This war against the grassland, for them, there is no burden, their people will eat and drink enough, and there will be surplus food every year, but we ......"

"If so many people die, in fact, nothing has changed, I think, maybe we can let go of the so-called dignity, let go of the so-called persistence and honor, and go to fight for some more things for these people!"

"I, advocate and!"

"We have these 300,000 cavalry, as well as nearly 200,000 stragglers from various tribes combined, and we can use this as a condition to fight for more convenience, supplies, and so on from the Great Wei Dynasty!"

"Even, we can learn the techniques of the Great Wei Dynasty, one day, we can build a city on this grassland, build a place like Chang'an City, a hundred years later, we are strong, and we can also combine the current shame with the serum!"

"Why do you have to perish at this time?"

The old man's voice fell, and then there was a trace of guilt on his face, and then he took two deep steps forward, knelt in front of this Maya Shan Yu, he humbly kowtowed, and said in a low voice,

"Wuge's words are detrimental to Shan Yu Tianwei, please forgive your sins!"

"You don't have to...... Get up!"

Maya listened to the old man's words, his face was indeed a little ugly, but he also understood that this was the truth, he shook his head bitterly, personally helped the old man up, and then gave the same seat.

Then, Maya Shan Yu slowly came to the front of everyone, he waved his sleeve robe, and then took a deep breath, his face was solemn and tangled, looking at everyone, and said in a deep voice,

"Fight or surrender, please give a decision!"

"This decision determines the future of our Huns and the future of the grassland, please choose carefully!"

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