After Tuli finished speaking, Temujin stood up suddenly, walked down the stairs with a smile, and said: "Sir, what you said is great and makes sense, but... I don't agree with anything!"
Tuli wanted to continue speaking, but paused. He did not expect that the other party would refuse so bluntly: "Leader Temujin... are you trying to hold out? Although the Burerhan Mountain area is rugged and easy to defend but difficult to attack, can you really stop the millions of Turkic lions?"
Temujin shook his head, looked at the sky through the tent door, and said, "I know what you want to say. This is a matter concerning the entire Qiyan tribe. How could I act on impulse? I just considered the bottom line of both parties and knew that there is no possibility of negotiation. So please go back and tell Fengyan City that I do not agree to his conditions!"
Temujin spoke of this matter calmly. Although it was simple, with just one sentence, he almost blocked all the ways.
Tuli frowned. If he had not seen it with his own eyes but just heard it, he would have thought that this guy who was not even thirty years old was acting completely on impulse. However, he saw that the other party acted as if it was a matter of course and did not show any irrational feeling.
Tuli said: "Wu Zun is a man of natural talent, wise and martial, and he recognizes heroes and respects heroes. He values the leader Temujin as a hero of the time, and also values the people of the Qiyan tribe, all of whom are brave. That's why he has the intention to love talents. Could it be that the leader has the heart to watch the bloodshed among the Mongolian tribes?"
Temujin on the other side looked at him and smiled. That look made Tuli very uncomfortable. Then Temujin raised his hand and said calmly: "This proposal remains unchanged. Mr. Tuli, please go back."
Tuli was stunned for a little longer this time: "Chief, why is it so difficult? I don't understand."
"Ha!" Temujin strode out of the tent with his head held high, raised his hand and said with a smile: "Tell Fengyancheng that Mongolia only wants Temujin who died in battle, not Temujin who surrendered!"
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Onon River, the black sky was like a black cover, and in the darkness, it always seemed like there were eagles flying in the sky. Temujin, Bailu Timur, Zhouyi, Hesaer and others walked into the king's tent.
The lights in the tent flickered, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere. The more than 100 people who gathered were mostly leaders of the Qiyan tribe. Temujin, Zhou Yi and the other wingers sat in the front. Everyone stood up, sat down, and after they were completely quiet, Temujin spoke.
"The Turks defeated the Khitans. Fengyan City killed Xiao Jue and Yelu Chutian in the battle of Hubudagang. They had millions of soldiers. Three days ago, the Turkic envoy came to our Qiyan and asked us to surrender, saying that our army of only tens of thousands of people could not stop the millions of Turkic lions... Well, I think his analysis is correct, so..."
"First of all, I want to announce to everyone..." His eyes were serious, his words were cold, and he got straight to the point. "From today on, the entire Qiyan tribe will go to war against the Turks!"
"In fact, the tribe has been preparing for this battle since two years ago. Because no matter who wins between Khitan and Turkic, they can't escape the battle with us Qiyan."
"In the past year, we have been constantly expanding our army and training, because we are not yet the strongest army in the world, and we need to accumulate strength. In the same year, the Turks swept across the entire frontier. Huangshagang, Benlangyuan, Langjuxu Mountain, Hubudagang... thousands of miles away from north to south, the resistance of millions of people is meaningless. The Turks showed us what it means to be invincible."
"As we can see, the Turks will become more and more powerful. They will occupy the entire outer frontier, then cross the Great Wall, go south to the Central Plains, and then conquer the whole world. We may just be a stepping stone on their future path..." Temujin fell silent and looked around the room. Everyone's face was filled with suppressed resentment. "But I don't accept such an outcome!"
"None of the descendants of Changshengtian would be a coward who would kneel down and surrender!"
"I never believe that there are people who are always victorious in this world, and there are people who only fight to the death! Our only way is to fight! No matter what kind of enemy we face, we must try every possible way and make every effort to defeat him! Want to destroy our Qiyan? Okay! You must first kill the Turks and fill up the Onon River outside for me!"
"Now, the Turkic Central Army's vanguard, Baili Changkong, has led his troops to attack us. They are only thirty miles away from the Qiyan tribe at most. They don't believe that we have the courage to attack first, so they set up camp in a swagger. Well, then! Let them see how courageous our Qiyan warriors are!"
"Everyone, the time for fighting has come!"
Baili Changkong was born a commoner. He was brave, smart and decisive. After being promoted by Feng Yancheng, he quickly became the best choice for the vanguard general of the Turkic army! This time, Baili Changkong was still the vanguard in the expedition to Qiyan. He followed Feng Yancheng's instructions to set up camp first, strive to stabilize the situation, and wait for the arrival of the central army led by Feng Yancheng himself.
In the evening, an army quickly jumped out of the mountain in the east. The army moved quickly, with the yellow wolf flag fluttering in the autumn wind. They rushed all the way without hesitation, and rushed forward facing the vanguard general of the Turkic army!
The Qiyan Legion advanced frantically like crazy. As soon as they entered the battle line, a rain of arrows like locusts streaked across the sky and were thrown towards them in black masses. The Mongols' horse riding and archery skills, which were unrivaled in the world, were clearly revealed at this moment.
"kill-"
The shouts were overwhelming. Opposite them was a position of 20,000 men. The Qiyan cavalry, rushing out like a river, quickly split into several small streams in front and behind. Led by Jochi, Zhouyi and Jamukha respectively, they launched a fierce attack on the junction of the Turkic formation.
But the Turkic army was, after all, an iron army that was invincible outside the Great Wall. The arrows fired by the cavalry just now only caused some ripples in the camp. The generals leading the troops shouted, "Hold on!" Shield formations and spear forests quickly formed in front of the army, trying to stop the fierce cavalry charge of the Qiyan tribe.
However, even if the Turkic army's reaction was quick and correct, there was still an insurmountable difficulty. The shield formation and spear forest could indeed limit the cavalry charge, but how could top masters like Zhou Yi, Subutai and Jamukha be resisted by mere pawns
I saw a dazzling array of light and shadow blooming in front of the formation. The soldiers in the front row collapsed immediately. The terrible defeat spread quickly throughout the entire Turkic army like a domino effect!
In the distant sky, another streak of light appeared. From time to time, flaming arrows were shot in a certain direction. In the gradually darkening sky, the Xixia flag not far away collapsed in the light of the fire.
"They're defeated! Kill the general! Capture the flag—"
Under the vast night sky, the huge mill wheel that gathered more than 20,000 people was crumbling and shattering. In the large and small, spotted flames, the disorderly conflict among the crowd was fierce and huge.
As the vast night began to devour the earth, blood and fire bloomed on a large scale... (To be continued)