"What did you say? You're not going to hit me?"

"Wus Ayue, are you still a Turkic..."

When Li Yun was confused, the Turkic camp at the foot of Yinshan Mountain was quarreling.

In the evening, a rebellious voice roared and said angrily: "I am a Turkic Khan, with noble blood on my body. Now I hold an army of 600,000, while the Han people only have 300,000 infantrymen. You asked me to surround me and not attack, but you actually asked me to surround me and not attack. Wusi Ayue, do you want to betray the Turkic people?"

The roaring man was Tuli. The one who roared by him was the Holy High Priest. There were dozens of Turkic generals present, and these people were also dissatisfied with their eyes looking at the Holy Maiden.

The voice of the saint high priest kept explaining with helplessness: "Although we have an army of 600,000, the Han people also have 300,000 infantry. Even if the troops are very different, people will still die if they fight. I am the Turkic high priest, and every ethnic group is my child. If we can surround the Han people and force the Han people to sign the alliance, we can still ask for food and property, and the entire grassland will survive this century-old disaster."

"no!"

Tuli roared and said angrily: "You have to fight, you can't get rich without fighting. Ben Khan has just become a Khan. I want people all over the world to tremble when they hear my name. I have noble bloodlines, and I just happened to take Li Shimin's head!"

The saint high priest was helpless and advised with kind words: "That is the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. He could not be killed unless he had to. Once the Han emperor dies, there is no possibility of cultivation between the Turks and the Tang Dynasty. Although the Han people are slightly weak in their bodies, they are full of blood in their bones. If you kill the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the entire Han people will fight against the grassland..."

"I Khan doesn't believe it, I Khan wants to kill him!"

Tuli roared again, and roared with a rebellious look on his face: "What is Li Shimin? What is the royal family of the Tang Dynasty? When their Li family raised an army, Li Yuan bowed and bowed to my father Khan. As a result, they occupied the Central Plains with a plump land, but they had no expression to my father Khan. Ben Khan is now a Khan, and I want to destroy the Tang Dynasty to wipe out the shame. I want to turn the entire Central Plains into a pasture for the Turks, turn all the Han people like sheep into slaves, let their men help us grazing, and let their women sleep with us. Hahaha, Ben Khan has 600,000 Turkic warriors, which just gave his sons and daughters slaves as spoils."

This unruly guy laughed wildly, and he didn't want Jie Li Khan to be as tolerant as Jie Li Khan. Although Jie Li Khan hated the Holy High Priest who killed his son, he could not bear it for national affairs. However, this sudden difference was too far. He dared to get angry with the Holy High Priest as soon as he became a Khan.

He roared for a long time, suddenly pulled out the Khan's golden sword, held it in his hand and waved it a few times, then hit the chest fiercely, and looked at the saint high priest arrogantly, and said, "Now I have ordered you as a Turkic Khan, and at the same time, I also ordered you as your husband. The 300,000 Han people, and I cannot let go. Tomorrow morning, I will go to war immediately. You must follow the army to dance the witch sacrifice dance for the soldiers at all times. My Khan wants to use Li Shimin's head to show my bravery that is intimidating the world."

The saint high priest suddenly smiled, his eyes seemed to become obedient, and he nodded and said, "Since Khan is so persistent, Usi Ayue has to obey. I need to go back first and prepare for tomorrow's high priest witch priest's ceremony."

"Well, I'm dressed beautifully!"

Tuli Dalala said, laughing proudly, and said, "You will soon be Ben Khan's woman. You are not allowed to lose face to Ben Khan."

The Holy High Priest said nothing and turned around and left the central army tent.

She jumped all the way and returned to the ancient temple for breathing a few times. At this time, Linglong was barbecuing a whole sheep. The big silly man next to her was tempted and drooling. When the two saw the master suddenly appear, they quickly got up from the ground.

The saint high priest let out a sigh of relief and suddenly said, "Linglong, our method needs to be changed. The master will still stop your junior brother, but he will wait for him to kill him before stopping..."

Linglong was so smart that she could hear something was wrong at once. The girl hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Did Tuli not listen to the advice? The disciple saw that this man was unruly at first glance."

The saint high priest exhaled slowly, his eyes flashing murderous intent, "The two Turks in the east and west were different. They are of the blood of the western Turks. They have an army of 300,000. The remaining 300,000 are the troops I summoned for him. These 300,000 are the people of our eastern grasslands."

Linglong's eyes flashed, and she said without any scruples: "Master wants to delay the delay for a while before stopping the junior brother, and let him kill all the 300,000 troops of the Turks in the western region?"

The saint high priest nodded and said coldly: "I asked him to surround him without fighting, but he wanted to show off his power. Since he was so crazy, I would use a plan. When the army sets in the future, I will appoint you as the commander of the Eastern Turks. You and Gobi Liuyang led our 300,000 army behind, let Tuli's 300,000 army take the lead. Linglong, do you know that this idiot wants to kill Li Shimin..."

Linglong stuck out her tongue and said in disbelief: "Is this man so arrogant?"

The Holy High Priest smiled bitterly.

Linglong still looked disbelief and murmured: "He actually wanted to kill the emperor of the Central Plains? Do he know that once the blood of the Han people is aroused, he will be more crazy to avenge him than us Turks."

The saint high priest still smiled bitterly and said with a remorse: "This is the fault of the teacher. I am so anxious. If I hadn't supported him as a Khan, I would not have been in danger of killing the people."

Linglong immediately laughed and said indifferently: "They are Turks in the west, not from our tribe in the east. Master, don't blame yourself. Let's follow your plan. When the army sets in tomorrow, Gobi and I will take the army behind!"

He stopped here and said, "Once the Han soldiers start fighting, we will immediately retreat with the army. Hum, don't this guy want to kill the Emperor of Tang, so let him try the taste of the Han general!"

Speaking of this, he stopped again and continued to laugh: "Don't blame your disciple for looking down on him. I even suspect that I don't need to take action from my junior brother. This time, there are dozens of powerful generals under the command of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. These people alone can make Tuli suffer a great loss. Since he is not the same as us, let his army die..."

The Holy High Priest sighed lonely, as if he felt a little unbearable.

Linglong is so smart that she can't see the master's indulgence. The girl's wonderful eyes flashed a few times and suddenly said, "Master, you are a peerless merit."

The saint high priest was slightly stunned and said with a little puzzled look: "What does this mean?"

Linglong laughed and said eccentricly: "Previously, the younger brother fought in the Yellow River. He killed 200,000 to 300,000 people with a turtle and two hammers, but it was a battle to guard the homeland. Although his achievements were great, they were not shocking enough. If the younger brother could kill Tuli's 300,000 soldiers, this would be an unparalleled merit made by rushing into the grassland. If the Turks in the western region died, they would die. Anyway, they were not our people, and they believed in the heaven of immortality. They were mortal enemies with our wolf god's belief."

The unbearable expression on the face of the saint high priest gradually eased.

Linglong was even more evil and continued to instigate and said, "As long as your relatives are good, no matter how floods are, we just use the 300,000 troops of Tuli as a gift to make the younger brother a great hero for the Han people to expand their territory. In the Han Dynasty of the Central Plains, the champion Hou Huo Qubing sealed the wolf Juxu. We also helped the younger brother to make the last time, so that he could make Huo Huo famous on the grassland. With this peerless military achievements, I want to see how the Central Plains family talks about his blood..."

The saint high priest glanced at Linglong deeply and suddenly said sadly: "You girl is still hating the Turks."

Linglong pursed her lips and laughed: "I don't know if I am a Turkic person. I picked it up by my master from the foot of Yinshan Mountain."

The saint high priest suddenly spoke in a solemn tone and solemnly warned: "Although you hate your life experience, your appearance is definitely a Turkic person. Your life experience is pitiful and abandoned. You can hate it and have the right to hate it. But the master still wants to remind you, please do not hurt your tribe members."

Linglong giggled and pretended to be naughty: "Master, please rest assured. Linglong will not make any bad things. You may not know yet. This time I went to the Tang Dynasty to maintain the integrity of the Turks. I dared to argue with the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. I am trapped in the enemy country and still dared to speak generously. If you don't believe it, you can ask the Gobi sheep..."

When Gobi Liuhuan heard someone calling his name, he quickly raised his head and smiled foolishly, and said with a mouthful of saliva and said: "Master, Sister Linglong, Gobi Liuhuan is hungry."

Linglong pulled him over and asked loudly: "Tell the master, how I performed when I went to the Tang Dynasty."

The Gobi Sheep grinned and smiled silly.

The saint high priest glared at Linglong with anger and cursed with a smile: "You girl asked the master to ask about the goblins, and he will help you lie since he was a child."

Linglong laughed and promised repeatedly: "Master, don't worry, Linglong knows that she is a Turkic person. I will not do anything to hurt the people, but I will not make sacrifices for the Turkic people like you."

The Holy High Priest nodded, suddenly felt a little disappointed, and murmured: "Actually, my master doesn't want you to sacrifice."

Linglong was afraid that she would hurt her past again, so she quickly changed the subject and stopped talking, and said hurriedly: "Master, let's make up for it. When the army sets in tomorrow, you can first sign me a commander in the eastern region. Our 300,000 troops will not be beaten and killed by my junior brother."

This matter involves the safety of the people of the ethnic group. The saint high priest Zheng Xiaotou said proudly: "I am the saint of the Eastern Turkic people. I want to be the commander-in-chief and can't stop anyone..."

Linglong suddenly had a wonderful eye flashing a few times, and said with a temptation: "Why do we make another plan and go to the Han people to sow discord. Let the people of the Central Plains destroy the Great Wall and force your son to the Turks. Then, Master, you, in the name of the saint high priest, grant the title of junior brother to become the Khan of the grassland."

As soon as this statement came out, the Holy High Priest was very moved.

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