O Chijin squinted his eyes and lay on the soft sheepskin mat, facing the sky, as if he was dozing off, and as if he was sleeping. He imagined even more. His thin appearance and drowsy posture easily reminded me of whether this old guy was not braided anymore.

That's what Tuodi thought, otherwise he would have sat next to him and talked endlessly for a quarter of an hour, and the old guy didn't turn his head for a moment, and kept his back lying motionless, which was really dissatisfied and puzzling.

You know, what Tuodi said was a major rebellion.

It's going to lose your head.

He had told O Chijin before that there was nothing that could not be said between the father and son. O Chijin showed great interest. Although he did not express his opinion clearly, his encouraging eyes and high spirits clearly conveyed the message "Good boy, let go, dad support you."

That's why Tuodi dared to agree to Gouzi's plan. While recruiting troops and developing troops, he used seals on the secret letter to Badu. Gouzi sent people to the distant West to jointly plan the major event of turning over Guiyukang's table.

Why has the old man turned into a muffled voice now?

Tuodi was still working hard, and he kept talking. From the time when O Chijin followed Genghis Khan to conquer the world, he began to recall the memories until the current Khan is unknown. Hurry, the National Taiwan University will have a nameless name. As a veteran of the Golden Family, if O Chijin doesn’t stand up, who will stand up?

There are many principles, and I am surprised that when did I become so able to speak?

His simple mind did not realize that this was all the result of dogs being subtle every day. If they said it thousands of times, fools would remember it.

He was talking nonstop, and the dog sat behind him and looked at him without saying a word.

"Father, look, this is the reply from Ba Du to us." Tuodi took out the secret letter that Gouzi had just given him. After a while, the incense-smoked handwriting on the white paper became much lighter, but it was still recognizable.

Ochijin's turbid eyes finally opened. He turned over and sat up, his movements were straightforward and neat, and there was no such thing as an old man like him.

He snorted in his nostrils, and Ochijin took the letter, read it once, and threw it to Tuodi.

"Little bastard, do you know how many troops have you brought to the Western Expedition of the Tuodu?" Ochijin put his right elbow on the low table in front of him, swung his wrist and pointed at Tuodi: "Hmm? Do you know? You want a sweat position, don't you not know this, right?"

"Well?"

Tuodi stared at the beads and was stunned. The dog behind him casually approached a little, mumbled in his ear, and then Tuodi opened his mouth and said, "I know, there is a army of 500,000."

"Hmph!" O Chijin's nostrils seemed to be itchy and kept exhaling: "Five hundred thousand! Do you know how many sect kings are there?"

This time, he did not wait for his son to answer, but asked and answered himself. He opened his hands in annoyance and said, "Hundreds of sect kings! Almost all the Mongolians on both sides sent their eldest sons to accompany the army. The grand occasion of the army was similar to the previous two Western expeditions. What does this mean? Hum? What does it mean?"

Tuodi looked at him while eating, shrank his head and repeated like a parrot: "Uh, what does it mean?"

"It means that the situation has not yet gone! Naima Zhen, a woman, is in power and has a strong wrist. At least from the perspective of the public, most nobles still support them." O Chijin was so angry that she wanted to knock on the head: "How much capital does our O Chijin family have? There are still tribes in Mobei who do not have the same mind as us, let alone the vast two-wing Mongolia. I'm afraid that I don't even know where I am buried!"

He knocked his thin hand on the table: "No need to mention this matter, just stay with me, don't do anything wrong!"

"But... the other side of Badu is very sincere..." Tuodi muttered, feeling unwilling.

"Of course he is sincere." O Chijin snorted coldly: "Guiyou's army is approaching, and he is under great pressure. If someone stabs Guiyou's knife in the back, it will naturally be easier to pull the other side. Maybe Guiyou will be divided into troops in anger and will have a greater chance of winning."

"But." He continued to knock on the table: "Who will be the person who stabbed the knife in the back? Who dares to go against the general trend and fight against the entire Mongolian country? I don't dare, do you dare?"

"......I dare not, you old man dare not, and I dare not..." Tuodi stumbled and said, "What if you win all the money?"

"Win? Haha, win?" Ochijin seemed to hear something funny and laughed twice: "It's good to pull it away, it's very good to fight. He was the only one on the Western Expedition. Ogedei Khan praised him as a soaring eagle in our Mongolian. His Khanate was also very large and had a large population and a strong soldier."

"But so what? Can his land be bigger than Mongolia? Can his troops be more than Mongolia? Guiyukhan cannot convince the public, but as long as he can win this battle, he can do it. Who can still question him? Who dares to question him? So, Guiyukhan is determined to win this time, and his chances of winning are very small."

He paused and smiled cunningly: "Besides, even if he really won, it would not be too late for us to take action. When the Helin is in chaos, no one will care about each other. We take the opportunity to raise an army. The distance between Badu and Helin is much farther than that of us. Then we will take the lead in entering Helin and hold the Huli National Taiwan Conference. We have won the position of Khan and take the lead. Badu has become an expert. If we don't have the power of Mongolia to fight against it, why worry about the big thing not being done!"

O Chijin's white beard was shaking, and his dry firewood-like body trembled rhythmically. As the laughter continued to rise and fall, he was obviously very satisfied with his thoughts. This method did not shed tears without seeing the coffin, nor did he show off his eagle without seeing the rabbit. It was very safe and it was definitely a wonderful game.

"The prince is wrong!"

An inappropriate and clear voice sounded in the tent, causing the night owl-like laughter to abruptly.

O Chijin widened his eyes and looked at the dog who was slowly standing up.

"Mr. Li, what do you mean?" O Chijin frowned.

"The villain is saying that the prince is wrong. If he really does this, the prince will not be able to make a good decision." The dog stood upright and bowed deeply.

"Oh?" O Chijin looked at this Han man a little differently. It was a privilege for Gouzi to speak out in front of his father and son: "Let me tell me."

The dog stood with his hands crossed and said loudly: "If the prince wants to fight against the two tigers, there must be one injury. It is best to pick up peaches after both sides suffer losses. This method is a safe plan, but there must be a premise, that is, the prince is powerful, so huge that after Badu fights with Guiyu and Guiyu, he has enough power to become the third tiger, and not be played by others."

"The prince lived in the north of the desert for many years, and the weather was cold and the land was frozen. The population of his subordinates was much smaller than that of the sect kings in the south of the desert. Because the distance was far away, there were fewer opportunities to go out for battle. The number of slaves he obtained and the wealth he plundered was even less than that of other tribes. Although the villain had obtained some money for the prince over the past year, it was a drop in the bucket and could not help the foundation. Therefore, the prince's strength was considered weak among the princes and princes of Taizu, which is a fact."

Gouzi's words made O Chijin and Tuodi have a fever on their faces, but they were justified and could not refute them. Although they were a little embarrassed, they had to continue listening.

"With such a force, if you want to fight Guiyou or Badu, or any sect king who is stronger than ours, the chance of winning is really slim. Therefore, the prince just said that it is really not feasible to wait for Badu to choose the way to deal with it. If you do that, it is tantamount to making a wedding dress for others. In the end, it is still a sect king. He has tried his best to make many plans, but he has gained nothing. Once there is a mistake in the middle, he may lose his life. The effort and gain are really unpaid."
Chapter completed!