Zhu Hou took a look at the boundless grassland in front of him, and did not look at the big tent that had been merciless all night, and turned over the horse, as if the night of last night was just a good night.

When he woke up from his dream, he only remembered to do what he wanted to do.

His prestige had increased dramatically, so when he came out of the tent and sat high on the horse, all the shepherds unconsciously surrounded him.

Zhu Houzhao laughed and said, "Okay, I'll send the order, everyone has enough rest. I'll leave a mark here to prove that I've been here, so I'll go home, haha..."

Imprint?

Everyone was puzzled, but it was very pleasant to follow Boss Zhu.

Seeing that they didn't understand, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but scold the rude guys for not understanding their own ideas, so he had to turn over and get off the horse, untied his pants, tear it a little, and urinate it out.

Oh, so that's it.

Everyone laughed, but said at the same time: "Okay, leave a mark."

So everyone untied their pants, leaving apricot yellow mark.

Zhu Houzhao had already ridden a horse again. On the horse, he had the unique confidence of the leader, and looked particularly heroic and proud, saying: "From now on, if anyone dares to provoke us, we will come. If they dare to cross the ranch of our Han people once, we will enter their camp once, until they dare not step beyond the line. If they leave, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time."

He was energetic and in a very happy mood. At this moment, he was already home like an arrow. He wanted to fly to Qinglong immediately and let Ye Chunqiu take a good look and see how powerful he is.

There were more than a thousand Tatar men who went back with him, and the other slaves captured by the Tatars were also taken away. In addition, there were tens of thousands of cattle and sheep. As for whether the shepherds had hidden gold and silver privately, only God knew.

Now, they are returning home with a full load. They are shepherds, so they naturally know the rules on the grassland. These people have been their slaves since then.

Population...is wealth.

Zhu Houzhao first left the camp and looked up at the sky. The sky was cloudless. Under the blue sky, it seemed that there were only Zhu Houzhao riding alone in the sky and under the blue sky.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but want to laugh wildly: "Haha, Ye Chunqiu, Ye Chunqiu, you always say that I am talking about war on paper, so I will tell you that I can not only talk about war on paper, but also fight the enemy. Do you think the troops I have built over the past ten years are fake? Today, I will open your eyes."

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Dajinong from Tuxie's tribe arrived at Qinglong with 40,000 elite cavalry.

At this time, he still knew nothing about his lair being taken away, and he was still immersed in the dream of his own stepping on the green dragon, thus gaining the appreciation of his father Khan Batumonk.

That's why he gave all his money and decided to make a big vote.

Zittle was not in a hurry to attack because he found it strange here. The scouts responded that the Han people dug many trenches near Qinglong.

Just as Zhu Houzhao knew, Zittle was a very cautious person. When he heard the scouts' rewards, the first thing he thought of was, what should they do with the trenches? This was obviously incredible.

Moreover, Qinglong has entered a state of alert, and there are no merchants in the process at present. It is obvious that their staff are very thin, and only a few thousand people are on guard. This makes Zittle laugh.

That's right, the problem lies here. The reason why the southern population is a hundred times that of the Tatars is that the males in every household are born warriors, and these men, tens of thousands of households, are only two or three thousand so-called soldiers. With this little manpower, how can they fight against the Tatars outside the pass?

He ordered the Iron Cavalry to camp ten miles away, and then issued an order: "Tomorrow is dawn, and you will break through the Qinglong."

When he said this, a cold light flashed through Zittle's eyes.

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But Ye Chunqiu of Qinglong was in a bad mood.

Your Majesty disappeared, and there was no one in Hongyuan Ranch. According to Xu Jie's return, Zhang Yong had already gone, but he did not find His Majesty. From this point of view, wouldn't His Majesty be in danger?

When Ye Chunqiu thought of this, his mood couldn't help but sink to the bottom.

He suddenly felt that, could it be... he was wrong?

The Southerners really can't shepherd their horses at all?

I was obviously wrong, but I thought I was self-righteous, but in the end...

And what is even more terrifying is that if it were Your Majesty...

Ye Chunqiu didn't dare to think about it anymore. He didn't have time to worry about the consequences now, but the sadness in his heart surged into his heart, like a sharp needle pricking him.

Ye Chunqiu stood outside the command room with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky. The sky was blue, like this grassland, vast and boundless.

Under this sky, Ye Chunqiu sucked his nose. He suddenly felt that he had a weak side. He looked up and tried not to make anything fall down in the corners of his wet eyes, but the regret and regret in his heart could not be controlled and became stronger and stronger.

If I had known this, why would I have to come out of seclusion? If Your Majesty really died, then what is the point of what I have done now?

After this idea arose, Ye Chunqiu couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

Yes, isn't this the truth? A scholar dies as a confidant. When a king treats his ministers as his brothers, he treats his ministers as his loyalty. It is because of such a brother and a friend that Ye Chunqiu is willing to give up his wealth and conquer the world for this brother and a wife. It is because someone is tirelessly talking about war on paper in front of him and talking about his plan to destroy the captives that he wants to take a chance.

But now, the person who proposed various strange ideas with him in the map was gone, and Ye Chunqiu couldn't help feeling discouraged.

"Master..."

Tang Bohu, who stood behind Ye Chunqiu, had been together for quite some time with Ye Chunqiu, and could feel some of Ye Chunqiu's joys and anger.

Tang Bohu didn't dare to disturb Ye Chunqiu, but it was obvious that Ye Chunqiu had been silent, with a little loneliness in his eyes. He finally stepped forward and couldn't help comforting him: "This is not the responsibility of the master after all, and even if someone wants to use this attack, it will not stand. Mr. But don't worry, they..."

Ye Chunqiu looked up at Tang Bohu, and then turned his eyes back!

Perhaps few people in this world can understand the meaning of Zhu Houzhao in him!

Ye Chunqiu took a breath and turned his face aside, and said, "These are meaningless to me. I never care about other people's slander and criticism. I only know that if you have revenge, you can repay grudges. Look, the Tatars are here, and what you can do now is crush them and let them know what pain is to fall into the bone marrow!" (To be continued.) Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.
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