2065. No shame

"I am so frank, let alone now you are like a dog with a lost family, but you run back to the grassland with some loyal but not talented people. Even if you give you millions of soldiers and fight with Song State, you will repeat the mistakes of your father."

The guy with disheveled hair looks like an old man from the back, but on the front, he is a cold middle-aged man with a knife-cut face and an eagle-like eyes. He looks only about forty years old. Or, it is more accurate to say that these eyes are like snakes, and they always give people a cold feeling, like poisonous snakes.

What he said was so straightforward that Tie Muer, who had always thought that his big belly could not help but lift his eyebrows slightly.

Forced to suppress the feeling of displeasure in his heart, whether it was out of "threat" or simply disliked his words and deeds. Tiemu said: "Why did sir do this? I am not my father."

If it weren't for seeing the guy in front of him, and he did get some interest, Tiemur would have blown this guy out long ago.

He doesn't like anyone to compare himself with his father's real gold. Of course, this is not out of respect for real gold. In fact, deep in Tiemuer's heart, real gold has never been a successful person, let alone a qualified emperor.

In his heart, only a person who is so arrogant like his grandfather Kublai Khan is the real hero.

"certainly."

Fortunately, the middle-aged man knew something and heard it, "No matter what aspect, you are more suitable for leading these heroic warriors on our grassland than your father, and you are better able to be the king of the grassland. You are like your grandfather, born with the blood of the evergreen sky, and your father is more like a Central Plains man in his bones. But even so, you are far from being a match for Song State. Because Song State is not only strong in its national strength, but the vision of its emperor Zhao Chuang, no one can match this world except me."

"you?"

Tiemur raised his eyebrows again.

Although Song State has always been a great enemy of the Yuan State and is now the culprit of destroying the Yuan Dynasty, Tie Muer really admires Zhao Dongting in his heart.

This is the respect that Zhao Dongting won with his achievements.

In the Kublai Khan era, he destroyed the real gold era and destroyed it. Tiemur, a hero who has not yet fully grown, has heard a lot of heroes in Zhongdu. In his heart, Zhao Dongting's shadow is inevitably tall and lingering.

The mysterious middle-aged man in front of him actually said that his vision could be compared with Emperor Song, and Tiemur couldn't stop sneering in his heart.

"yes."

The middle-aged man seemed to have not heard of Tie Muer's suspicion and nodded, "The Emperor of Song made new weapons and implemented new policies, after all, it was just a rich country and a strong army. In your opinion, this must be an unparalleled brilliant achievement, but in fact it is just that. If I were born in his position, I could do it. And it would not take me so long, only five years, at most five years. I don't say that I could develop the Song Dynasty to this point in five years. After all, governing the country is not my strength, but I will definitely destroy your Yuan Kingdom within five years."

"Sir, you're a little arrogant!"

Tie Muer's eyes suddenly burst out with a gloomy look.
Chapter completed!