When the battlefield was tense, King You Xian and King Zuo Xian issued orders at the same time. After all, King Zuo Xian's troops were a bit tight, and in order to preserve their strength, they could only shrink slowly.

But King Youxian didn't want to let him go. Why was he fighting to avenge Shan Yu? Don't talk nonsense, it must be profitable.

King Zuo Xian was sitting on a prosperous land to the east, and he had been running it for decades. Not to mention money, he had a lot of cattle and sheep, and he had dozens of tribes under his jurisdiction, as well as many women.

King Youxian laughed. After devouring part of Shan Yu's troops, he also received the support of the left and right King Guli, the left and right generals, the left and right captains, the left and right Danghu, and the left and right Guduhou. The number of troops was definitely more than thirty-five.

Thousands of giants.

The two wise kings of the Xiongnu left and right controlled nearly 95% of the Xiongnu's military strength. As long as they annihilated each other in one fell swoop, they would be the Xiongnu's Chanyu.

Half a day passed, and both sides began to pack up their troops for the final round of decisive battle. Everyone was exhausted, and King Youxian rode proudly and shouted.

"King Zuoxian, you traitor to the Huns, I will cut off your head and make it into a wine cup."

"Don't be proud~~~~~" King Zuo Xian was helpless. No matter how fierce the warriors were, the gap in strength was indeed a bit big.

What made King Xian of the Left most desperate was the cavalry numbering about 100,000, which was approaching from a distance. It seemed that the princes and ministers were on the side of King Xian of the Right.

Just when the two were preparing to withdraw their troops and fight again later, the ground began to shake, and all the soldiers present looked in the direction of the shaking.

Two flags with different patterns fluttered in the wind. The leader was a short, fat, middle-aged man with a resolute face and a beard. Next to him was a tall middle-aged man with a three-inch long beard.

King Zuo Xian shrank his eyes and thought to himself, "Why are the two jackals from the Jie clan and the Yue clan coming here?"

The large army came to a place still a few hundred meters away from the Xiongnu side, and sent a message and said: "Youxian King of the Xiongnu, please listen carefully. Please quickly hand over the Yan family magic stone of the Jie clan Khan, otherwise don't blame us."

You're welcome."

A messenger also ran over and shouted angrily, "You, King Youxian of the Xiongnu, please listen to me again and hand over the magic stone of the sister of the leader of the Yue clan quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

"What?"

"King Youxian kidnapped the Demonic Stone?"

"What, King Youxian kidnapped the magic stone and gave it to xxoo?"

.......

Countless voices of doubt rang out from the battlefield, and many smart generals began to clean up the remaining troops. It was just a power struggle within the Xiongnu, but the Jie and Yue clans were foreign tribes, and King Zuo Xian went to fight them some time ago.

Suddenly, the whole situation became strange.

Baiyunguan.

Yang Gan stood on the tower, holding a note in his hand, with strong joy bursting out of his eyes.

"Sir, how are you doing?"

"Hahahahahaha, one-third of it is destined by heaven, seven-cent depends on hard work, everything depends on people, and everything depends on heaven, and even heaven is on our side." Yang Qian laughed wildly and handed the note to Xiao Yu.

After seeing it, Xiao Yu also said with joy on his face, "Young Master..."

"Everyone, gather at the military headquarters." After Yang Gan said that, he walked towards the military headquarters.

After the generals gathered, Yang Gan took out the map he had already drawn and started planning, "Our mission this time is to defeat the Xiongnu, Jie clan, and Yue clan, according to the previous plan."

"The Xiongnu are in civil strife and have wiped out all the elites in the clan. The Jie clan and the Yue clan are about to arrive, and there will most likely be a fight. By then we will defeat all three clans and unify the grassland."

The border army generals were relatively calm, but the troops led by Zhao Xin

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The generals took a deep breath.

You paralyze, there are millions of troops, we only have 150,000 people.

Went there, not even a bubble came out.

Some generals even took a few steps back, their faces turning pale with fear.

Xin Zhao also looked very unhappy. The battlefield was changing rapidly. The information was information, but it was not true. You would only know it when you get there.

"General, for such a big battle, if we send so few people, wouldn't we be sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?" After holding it in for a long time, Zhao Xin couldn't help but complain.

Yang Gan said firmly, "What if the Xiongnu civil war breaks out?"

"Of course that's good, but the Jie clan and the Yue clan are not easy to mess with."

Xin Zhao shook his head. In the past few days, it seemed that the border army's combat power, both in terms of equipment and combat effectiveness, was stronger than the army he brought.

But even with such fighting power, they were still beaten into dogs by the Huns every year. It can be imagined how brilliant the fighting power of the Huns was.

"Then what if after the Xiongnu civil war, they happen to meet the Jie clan and the Yue clan?"

"this....."

The generals present fell into silence. Everyone was not stupid. The marriage between the Jie clan and the Yue clan was not a matter of one or two generations. It must be a battle between dragons and tigers.

Zhao Xindao said, "If the three parties really start fighting, then it is indeed just the right time for us to send troops at this time."

"Hmph, the Xiongnu have been raiding our Xia Kingdom every year and killing us like livestock. Aren't you indignant? You may not have much information about the Jie clan, but I can tell you responsibly."

"The Jie tribe still has cannibalism and other things that harm the peace of the world. Because our Xia people have a prosperous culture and don't have any peculiar smell on their bodies, how many young girls are slaughtered as livestock every year. These are all of your tribe."

Yang Gan's throat was hoarse, his eyes were red, and he looked bitter and angry.

The generals present were filled with indignation after what they heard. Yes, how could the people of Daxia be innocently slaughtered.

Yang Gan looked around and felt that these foreign generals had been successfully inspired by him, so he immediately began to make strategic arrangements.

"Ran Jing, Mi Le."

"The end will be here."*2

"Ran Jing, you command 30,000 soldiers and horses to go north and circle to the west; Mi Le, you command 30,000 soldiers and horses to go north and circle to the east."

"No!"*2

"Tian Zong!"

"The end will be here."

"You lead an army of 10,000 people to guard Baiyun Pass. With the strength of Baiyun Pass, it is not a problem for 10,000 people to resist an army of 100,000 people."

"promise!"

"Xin Zhao."

"The end will be here."

"You command an army of 30,000 people, leave Baiyun Pass in the north, and go around to the rear to block the Huns from escaping. You must not let any of them go." Yang Gan marked the location on the map. If you can go wrong even in this way, you can die. .

"I will lead an army of 50,000 to attack the Xiongnu, Jie tribe, and Yue clan's battlefields head-on. Everyone, please pay attention. We are going to the grassland. If the three tribes do not attack each other, then we will retreat. If the opponent loses all three, we will go up. Understand. ?"

"No~!" Everyone present raised their hands and said.

"Everyone go down and prepare. We will assemble and set off within an hour." Yang Gan ordered.

He pulled Tian Zong to his side alone and said in a deep voice, "Eight thousand people guard the city, and there are two thousand people from the Yeli tribe who are always watching the party. Do you understand?"

Tian Zong was surprised and said, "Will they resist?"

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"I don't think so, but there are no absolutes. People who are not of my race will have different minds. Just in case, do you understand?"

"No, general, don't worry, I will definitely guard the pass."

"If there is any disobedience, the chief culprit will be killed, and the rest will be demoted as slaves."

Tian Zong's heart trembled, and he secretly thought that the young master hated foreigners to the core of his being, "Nuo!"

Yang Gan nodded. Don't go on an expedition by yourself. Come back to him. If the mother's crystal was stolen, then you might as well find a noodle and hang yourself.

When the army was all assembled, Yang Gan waved his hand and the whole army attacked, and the three detachments set off in the predetermined direction.

Yang Qian, on the other hand, changed from his previous thousands-mile raids, and instead used baggage, chariots, bed crossbows, and all the large equipment that could be used, so his speed naturally slowed down.

There's nothing we can do about it. The fight didn't start long ago, and they ran away when they arrived late. In wars these days, the only thing that matters is the information gap. After all, the delay is too great.

On the battlefield of the three tribes on the grassland, a Xiongnu messenger with blood streaming on his arm galloped over and said to the leaders of the two tribes.

"The Great Khan of Shishan, the leader of Yuemeng, our King Youxian said that we did not rob the Shiyan clan of the Demon Temple. There must be a misunderstanding."

This messenger is relatively smart, and its current situation can be said to be in danger. If one of them is not good, it is not impossible for the Xiongnu to be completely annihilated by both tribes.

Shi Shan looked at Yue Meng, not hiding the flame of ambition in his eyes. This time, both tribes brought 80% to 90% of their troops. It would be unjustifiable not to fight.

As for the magic stone, it is just a woman. Although it is related to the face of the two races, in the grassland, face cannot be eaten as food. It is hard when it should be hard and soft when it is soft. The benevolence, righteousness and morality are not as good as the cow dung on the grassland.

Yue Meng is not an idiot, he can shoot with a bow.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow was inserted directly into the chest of the messenger, and he fell off his horse without even a grunt.

The big man from Shishan drew out the scimitar from his waist and roared angrily, "The Huns are brutal. They have been oppressing our Jie and Yue clans. This time they also looted the bridge between our two clans, the Demonic Temple Shilan clan. This time we must wipe out all the Huns, sons and daughters." Kill them for me, and after you win, you will kill them for three days."

"Hahahaha, you ladies of the Huns, Grandpa Jie is here."

"I'm still short of two slaves, that's great."

"The same goes for our Yue Clan. After winning the battle, we will fight for three days. Sons, don't let our Yue Clan's reputation be diminished."
To be continued...