With the arrival of summer, the grassland has also ushered in the most abundant time for aquatic plants. The cattle and sheep are already strong. In previous years, this was the time for them to prepare for their troops.

But this year, the sky on the entire grassland seemed to be shrouded in a hazy dark cloud, because the grassland people assassinated the ministers of Song State, and this minister happened to be the one who dominated the trade between the Central Plains and the grassland.

The current situation in the grassland can be said to be very bad. Salt, iron, grain, clothes, etc. are out of stock, and the beef, mutton, leather, ore and other products on the grassland cannot be sold, which leads to the nobles who have the vast majority of resources who can't sleep all night.

The emperor of the Golden Horde, Na Chi Suida, who was commented as a strange dog named by Song Beiyun, is now furious in his big tent. The fifteenth-day ultimatum was placed in front of him, and his heart and hands were trembling.

In the past two years, although he had suffered a defeat at the hands of the Liao Kingdom, after trade with the Song Kingdom caravan and its own policy of rest and recuperation, the Golden Horde is now unprecedentedly powerful.

While retaining their cultural characteristics, they also imitated some policies of the ethnic groups in the Central Plains, so that the entire grassland is in a stage of vigorous development. In time, the iron cavalry of the grassland can become the most unparalleled powerful force in the world.

But there were actually bastards who assassinated the ministers of Song State at this critical point, and that minister happened to be the one who dominated the trade.

He was an emperor, so naturally he was not a fool. He carefully analyzed the problems within three days after receiving the news. If it was a conspiracy of the State of Song, it was obviously different. Although the State of Song was not a lot of money in the past two years of trade, the generous and righteousness of the grassland people made their business process very smooth. Ten cowhides are ten cowhides, and they will never change the price easily.

If you don’t make money like this, you will deliberately find fault with yourself. Chi Suida doesn’t believe anyone will do it. So what’s the problem? Liao Kingdom? Obviously it’s impossible. Liao Kingdom is now at its peak. How could it do such clumsy methods? You can still do the problem at a glance. Is Yelu Fo Baonu a fool?

He was defeated by Yelu Fo Baonu the next time. The Emperor of Liao was also a warrior he respected. How could he be a fool? Then wouldn't he be even worse than a fool?

so……

"The enemy is in the grassland! It is in this grassland! It is in this big tent!" Na Chi Suida roared with red eyes: "Although the summer is now, winter is coming! Who will be responsible for the lives of the people of the grassland?"

"Uh Qige, don't be angry, those Han people are very cunning, maybe it's their plan."

"Scheme? There is such a stupid strategy in the world. The iron hooves of the grassland have already stepped to the southeast, west and north!"

"Can……"

"Don't say it!" Na Chi Suida waved her hand: "Someone is hurting me, and some are hurting the Khanate!"

He paced back and forth in the big tent: "I'm afraid there is no chance for you to marry you."

"But... E Qi Ge, do you want to explain to the Han people? Will other tribes be happy?"

It’s hard to ride a tiger, but it’s hard to reach a red Sui. Now the dog Han people slashed his throat accurately and explained it to each tribe. The Khanate, which was finally pulled up, may fall apart. If you don’t explain, how to spend this winter? In previous years, tens of thousands of people died of cold and starvation. In the past two years, because of the Han caravans, they have not starved to death for a long time.

He lowered his head or not, and this matter still needs an explanation. Investigation? He used his life to investigate. There were hundreds of tribes of all sizes on the grassland. Now the dog and Han people are unwilling to let them enter the country. If they want to investigate which tribe they are, they have no way to start.

If you don’t check? If you don’t check, the Han and Khitans will unite to put pressure on the grassland people, and there will inevitably be a war in the end.

What he wants is to rest and recuperate, to prevent his people from being sleepy in the open and not being hungry.

"You go out first." Na Chi Suida waved his hand and drove away his son: "Let me be quiet."

Not long after his son left, an arrow suddenly pierced through the tent with the whistling sound of wind, nailed it straight to the cowhide behind him, and embedded it in it.

The guards outside rushed in and saw Chi Suida sitting there with a serious face, holding the arrow in his hand and looking at it.

"Uh, Qi Ge! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Chi Suida threw the arrow in her hand to her son: "Look."

His son, the prince of the Han name Yachi, took the arrow and looked carefully, then narrowed his eyes and said, "It's the Han people's arrow!"

"Look again."

"This is the Han people's arrow!"

"You." Chi Suida shook her head, her face full of disappointment: "This is an arrow from the grassland, an arrow piercing my heart."

"Ah? Why...why?"

Na Chi Suida sighed lightly, his son was still young, where is this place? How could there be arrows from Han people? How could Han people go deep into this place to shoot arrows?

The only possibility is that some people in the hinterland of this grassland don’t want the grassland to be good. They want to see wars, the war between the grassland and the Central Plains.

Who are these people? They are cowards and they didn't come forward, but it is certain that this must be the one who assassinated Han Chen.

"Go, boy." Na Chi Suida said helplessly: "We are going to fight."

"I don't understand."

"Someone is instigating the grassland and the Han people, and the Han people must have been instigated, so they are so angry." Na Chi Suida pursed her lips: "This matter is no longer explained, because we cannot find out who has become a traitor to the grassland among us, but if we do nothing, the grassland will become the jerky meat among the Han people and the Khitan people."

Ya Chi didn't say a word of nonsense, but he patted his chest with his hand and went out to point soldiers and generals. However, Chi Suida seemed to have grown a lot in an instant. He threw the arrow in his hand, his eyes full of helplessness.

The strong grassland cavalry were soon mobilized, and the sound of horse hooves rushed from all directions. They held exquisite sabers in their hands, carried the best bow in the world, and screamed from their mouths all the way.

Na Chi Suida slowly stood up, took off his armor and weapons from the wall of the big tent and walked out of the tent.

At the same time, Xiao Song was sitting at home. Because the weather was too hot, he didn't even want to go out. He was crazy about making ice and greedy for the coolness.

"You will die at this step." Zuo Rou was complacent on the opposite side: "Look, I finally beat you, I see how you turn the tables."

"You said, will the grassland people have already ordered their troops now?" Xiao Song suddenly supported his chin: "How should we fight this battle?"

"Give me the tiger talisman and I will fight. They will be beaten until they cry and call me!" Zuo Rou looked confident: "I have a skill in dealing with cavalry."

"Machine guns are the best way to deal with cavalry." Xiao Song shook his head and said, "We don't have machine guns, but we have explosives. Defensive counterattack is still easy to deal with, so... you come to be the grassland, I come to be the Song Dynasty, and I will be the one."
Chapter completed!