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It was midnight when Queju got the news that Zhao Yun raided Xidaying, and he was dug out of the woman's slippery body by the guards!

Que Ju was completely stunned when he heard this news!

Then there is anger! The anger of leaving! Why did the scouts spread throughout the grassland not discover Zhao Yun's whereabouts in time, making Zhao Yun cut off his retreat as if he fell from the sky?

Then there was fear, fear that seeped out from the depths of his heart, fear of his own and his tribe's increasingly dimming future. He didn't even have the idea of ​​fighting with Zhao Yun to the death. As for whether the Xidaying would be lost and whether he could persist until the reinforcements in the main camp arrived such boring things, Queju didn't even think about it.

"Master, let's go to help quickly, right?" a general said anxiously.

"Aid? Aid? What to aid..." Que Ju sat dejectedly on the felt covered with bear skin, tightening the fur on his body, muttering with a little distracted look.

The generals in the tent looked at each other, their expressions were a little dim. Even the king was like this. Naturally, those who were subordinates began to make their own tricks!

An old man with white hair and beard, holding a wooden stick decorated with bones and feathers in his hand. He looked like a tribe wizard. He looked around the generals and shook his head and sighed: "King, everyone is asking whether they want to send troops to help Xidaying. If they go now, they can still cooperate with the defenders in Xidaying and give a fatal blow to the Han army!"

"Bad! If the Han army is so easy to deal with, why should we hide around the grassland? If reinforcements are sent to rescue now, not only will they not be able to save Xidaying, but the Han army will also take the opportunity to eat our reinforcements halfway. By then, even our camp will become an unguarded place and can only be allowed to be slaughtered by the Han army!"

Queju did not seem to have lost his mind. It was precisely because he still had reason that he knew more clearly how sinister his current situation was!

"Otherwise...Master, we set off immediately to move northward!"

"It's just a matter of maneuvering. Isn't it just running north? Don't I know? The question is that, young and old, can we run faster than Zhao Yun's cavalry? Now he is staring behind our butts. Can we pass through the desert safely? Even if we can pass through the desert, we can get rid of these hungry wolves after we reach the north of the desert? Huh? You answer me!!"

The last sentence, Queju uses roar!

The generals in the tent looked at each other and couldn't answer the question. Later, there were even more "受" crying sounds in the tent. Obviously, Que Ju's words scared the women who were eavesdropping!

"Cry! Just cry, shut up!" Que Ju was like a trapped beast, venting all his anger on his companions around him, because the enemy was too powerful and could not vent his anger to the enemy!

"Then...Master, what should we do?"

"What should I do? Wait...When the Han army comes to attack us, then we will raise the troops of the entire clan and fight to the death!"

"Master!"

"I'm going to order all the troops and people of the Beida Camp to meet up with the Dachang overnight, immediately!"

"King!... obey the order!"

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That night, Queju did not fall asleep again, but sat in the tent until dawn, and the generals were also sitting with him in the tent. Queju was not actually dazed, but was worried that if he did not keep an eye on the generals and leaders under him, it would be very likely that by dawn, the entire camp would collapse!

No matter what the future is, Queju knows very clearly that the more people he has, the greater his capital will be. Therefore, we must not let the camp scatter. Queju knows that there is another way to go besides fighting to the death. The question is, will the tribesmen agree?

"If the Han army comes, our clan's young and strong will have to fight to the death with the Han army. However, for the sake of our clan's continuation, someone needs to protect some young and strong women and children from leaving. Can anyone be willing to take on this matter?"

At dawn, Queju finally spoke!

Queju's words made everyone in the tent's eyes lit up, and this task seemed to be...

After waiting for a while, no one was the first to speak. Que Ju suddenly felt a little funny and said in a muffled voice: "Since no one volunteers, then I'll do some generals!"

"Master! The last one is willing to take on this matter!"

This time, everyone spoke almost at the same time. After saying that, the thunderous resonance seemed to shock everyone. Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment, and the expression on their faces quickly became natural. Since everyone thought so, there was nothing to be ashamed of!

Que Ju was stunned for a moment, his deep eyes swept across everyone's faces one by one, and then suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had encountered something very funny, and his tears burst out from laughing.

Everyone in the tent looked at it for no reason, and some idiots were both embarrassed and giggled with silly. The atmosphere in the tent seemed very strange!

"Okay, very good! I understand, haha..." Que Ju rubbed his stomach and tried hard to suppress his laughter: "Okay, since everyone is rushing to take on this important task, then why not do it together!"

"Master!?"

Everyone was surprised and inexplicably. What does it mean to do it together? What does it mean?

"Everyone, I guess the Han army has arrived near the camp at this moment. Come with me to see the power of the Han army!"

"King?"

"Abide by the order!"

Zhao Yun left behind four thousand dragon cavalry and controlled more than 50,000 civilians in Xidaying and nearly 15,000 surrendered soldiers. When a unit completely lost its sense of combat, these soldiers who put down their weapons would become more obedient than rabbits! Even if the Han army guarding them was less than one-tenth of their number, these people didn't even dare to escape, let alone resist!

After the battle, Zhao Yun immediately led the main force to advance eastward and arrived outside the Queju camp at Tianming. He originally thought that he might encounter reinforcements on the way and ate these reinforcements by the way, but he did not expect that the road was calm and he knew that they were repairing twenty miles away from the camp and preparing to attack Tianming, but he found reinforcements coming from the north.

In other words, it is more appropriate to migrating herdsmen. These herdsmen with bottles and jars drove cattle, sheep, carriages and horses slowly entered the camp. Although there were quite a large number of reconnaissance cavalry outside the camp, there was no atmosphere of wanting a big battle. These reconnaissance cavalry were observing the Han army that was being repaired from a distance.

It was not until the Han army began to set off that these reconnaissance cavalry hurriedly turned around and ran away!

Queju was very bachelor, and his attitude surprised Zhao Yun again. He actually brought the main general to Zhao Yun's formation in person and asked to talk to Zhao Yun. It seemed that Queju was still very smart.

"You are Your Excellency General Zhao Yun and Zhao?"

Queju looks a little dark and thin, and his figure is not too distorted, but his face is a little haggard and there is a lot of blood in his eyes. It seems that he didn't have a good rest last night.

Que Ju grabbed the reins of the horse with both hands. Although there was a golden knife hanging on his waist, there were no bows and arrows on his back. His expression was still calm, but he looked a little unwilling and humiliating in his eyes.

"I am Zhao Yun, and you are the leader of Que Ju?"

"That's right!" Que Ju turned around and pointed to the big star behind him. The green wolf tail on the big star was a symbol of the Que Ju tribe.

"It just so happened that my lord also had something to convey to the leader of Queju." Zhao Yun nodded, and a calm smile appeared on his face, which seemed very dull to the enemy in front of him.

"Please speak with General Zhao!"

"My lord said that the grassland is bitter and cold, and it is not suitable for noble people like Queju Head. Miyun and Fengning County are both safe and prosperous. I hope Queju Head can live there for a long time, or go south to the Central Plains to see the scenery, or even move to the world. I wonder what Queju Head's idea is?"

"Haha... I have heard of the reputation of the Lord, even I, a person who has been on the grassland for the rest of my life, and I never thought I would be so hospitable! I heard that the Wuhuan Lou Ban was appointed as a marquis and was living a wealthy and noble life. How could the Lord be stingy with a marquis? "

"What's the difficulty? Just the leader can be the position of a village marquis. With a thought, the leader will have thousands of lives. It is natural to receive a marquis for such great achievements! Your private property can also be preserved, but the population must be handed over except for relatives!"

Zhao Yun did not make a wish casually. Fang Zhiwen agreed to the position of the village marquis. What's the difficulty of Fang Zhiwen wanting a village marquis? Just give the emperor some benefits. What's more, Fang Zhiwen's behavior is upholding the righteousness, and the big men in the court dare not do anything randomly. Now, no matter which side, they are concerned about Fang Zhiwen.

Que Ju smiled and turned around, his expression in his eyes was extremely complicated, some were unwilling, some were angry, some were grievances, some were reluctant, some were glad, some were thankful, and some were relieved!

"Everyone, now I understand? Can you do this task together? Haha..."

Queju laughed to the sky, but tears choked down his cheeks. The generals behind Queju all said silently and lowered their heads together. Only the old shaman looked left and right, but found that everyone was hiding their gazes. His hopeful eyes gradually dimmed. He raised the wooden stick in his hand tremblingly, looked up at the dark clouds in his head, and asked with a hoarse voice: "God! Are you the children of the grassland so kind? The descendants of the green wolf! Are you going to abandon the kindness of your ancestors? From then on, there will be no descendants of the green wolf galloping on this vast grassland! Puff~"

The old man blew blood into the sky, and the man slowly fell from his horse! He fell to the ground with a thud and died!

Everyone was stunned and speechless!

"The Han people in the Central Plains are very good at dragons! The dragon has deer antlers, cow heads, snake bodies, eagle claws, fish tails, etc. It is said that it was formed by the combination of the nine tribes of Huangdi. The so-called Han people are a powerful race that combines many tribes. The descendants of the Qinglang did not disappear on the grassland, but were incorporated into the Han people. From then on, they will originate forever, and the descendants of the Qinglang will continue to gallop on the grassland, in the Central Plains, and even on the sea, and throughout the world. You should know how ignorant you are!"

Zhao Yun straightened his body, looked at the Hu tribes in front of him, and said solemnly, with a clear voice resounding throughout the prairie.!~!

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