Chapter 30 The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind

That night.

In the endless vast grassland of Mobei, the dark blue sky is like a huge bowl upside down on the grassland.

Under the bright moonlight, there are all kinds of marching tents rising up from the ground, and the stars are like stars in the sky.

In the camp, piles of bonfires illuminated the army's camp brightly and brightly. Countless Turkic soldiers with burly bodies and round waists walked through them, eating meat and drinking wine around the bonfires.

In some tents, the cries for help of women desperately struggling and resisting were intertwined with the wild laughter of Turkic soldiers.

From time to time, Turkic soldiers with red faces and satisfied faces would come in and out of the tent. They would adjust their belts and then continue to gather around the campfire to drink and chat.

Here, it is only a hundred miles away from Shuobei City, an important border town of the Great New Dynasty. The Turkic cavalry, equipped with one person and two horses, can ride their horses to Shuobei City in just one or two hours.

The Turkic army stationed here and camped here was a hundred thousand cavalry led by the Turkic Khan Temur himself.

At this time, in the large tent of the Turkic Central Army, the Great Khan Temur and his generals were feasting on fragrant mutton and drinking the strongest mare's milk wine.

He talked freely about the Turkic army of 100,000 marching southward, sweeping all the way to the north of the Yellow River in the Great New Dynasty with a devastating force, robbing money, food and women to earn a bright future for him.

It turned out that Timur ostensibly agreed to cooperate with Wu Qingyun and lend him a group of elite troops to help him eradicate their common enemy Chen Huaian and the remnants of the Polu Army.

However, it was actually Timur who played a trick on Wu Qingyun of "the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind".

The 20,000-strong army led by the Turkic general Huopu Quiren is just the vanguard of Timur. The 100,000-strong army currently stationed on the grassland, less than a hundred miles away from Shuobei City, is in Timur's hands. The real trump card.

However, this trump card was not used to help Wu Qingyun clean up Chen Huaian, but to wait for the opportunity for Chen Huaian and Wu Qingyun to fight each other until both sides were injured, and then stepped forward to clean up the mess.

At that time, Timur will not care whether you are Wu Qingyun or Chen Huaian, let alone fulfill the Shuobei Agreement.

He, Timur, looked down upon the women with money, food and treasure from the twenty-eight counties in Shuobei promised by Wu Qingyun in the covenant, and he didn't care whether the female family members of the royal family of Chen Polu, his life-long enemy, would perform some kind of nurturing ceremony.

What Timur wants is half of the country north of the Yellow River in the New Dynasty!

If the situation permits, it may not be a bad idea to march into the Central Plains and conquer the world.

If someone named Zhao can sit on the dragon chair in the Jinluan Palace, why can't someone named Tie sit on it?

"Great Khan, Chen Huaian, this yellow-tongued brat, is really hateful. Not only did he offend the power of our Turkic Empire, but he also killed the envoys of our Turkic Empire in public. He is just like his damn father Chen Polu. He has never treated a big man Khan, take our Turkic Empire into consideration!”

"Such a person should be captured and quartered, and his head should be hung on the city tower to tell all the Han people that this is the fate of those who dare not obey the Turkic Empire!"

At this time, a Turkic general in the camp, whose face was red from drinking, stood up and continued unsteadily:

"Khan, it's been ten years, exactly ten years, and the tragic scene at the Onan River in Yumuchuan is still engraved in my mind, and I often wake up in nightmares!"

"Ten years ago, the general swore a poisonous oath to the Immortal Heaven. In this life, he must kill that beast Chen Polu with his own hands to comfort the souls of the soldiers who died tragically on the banks of the Onan River!"

"What's wrong, today's wish did not come true, the beast Chen Polu actually died of illness!"

Speaking of this, the Turkic general who had followed Timur to save his life on the banks of the Onon River suddenly grabbed the wine jar in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he poured most of the jar of strong liquor into his stomach, then walked to the big tent, knelt on one knee in front of Timur who was sitting in the center of the big tent, took the initiative to ask for permission, and said:

"Great Khan, I, Arsi Leng, have never asked the Great Khan since I was fourteen years old and started fighting with the Great Khan. In more than thirty years of fighting in the north and south, I have never asked for help from the Great Khan.

But today, for the sake of his brother who died tragically on the banks of the Onan River ten years ago, and for the death of his brother-in-law who died tragically at the Jin Palace in Longcheng, Alsi boldly begged the Great Khan once,

The last general is willing to be the vanguard of the army. The general will lead his troops to attack the city and capture the territory, and kill the thief chieftain Chen Huaian with his own hands! "

"In the end, the general will definitely cut Chen Huaian into pieces and use his head to carry the southward sacrificial flag for the army!"

"I hope my sweat will grant me my wish!"

After saying that, Ars was stunned and knelt down in front of the great Khan Timur.

For a moment, the other Turkic generals in the Chinese army's tent stopped eating meat and drinking wine.

First he looked at Als Leng who was kneeling in the tent, and then he looked up at Timur in the center of the tent, with different and intriguing expressions.

According to the military merit system of the Turkic Empire, the vanguard general of this army was a poor man.

After the battle, the soldiers of the vanguard general can take priority in competing for the spoils.

Most of the Turkic generals present were leaders from various tribes in the Mobei grassland who had submitted to Timur.

On the occasion of the once-in-a-lifetime army's southern expedition, each of these generals had their own little calculations in mind, and they all wanted to take advantage of the civil strife in the New Dynasty to make a fortune for their tribes.

Everyone here knows that Wu Qingyun, the northwest general of the Great New Dynasty, is secretly coordinating this army's march south, so there is no need to put your head in your belt to fight a brutal siege.

The so-called vanguard commander is nothing more than leading his cavalry to kill the Han infantry.

Even if there are cavalry in the Han army, there is no need to worry.

No matter how strong the Han cavalry is, can it be stronger than the Turkic warriors who grew up on horseback?

Therefore, when the Turkic generals heard that Arsleng volunteered to be the vanguard commander, none of them spoke, but cast their eyes on the Khan Timur in the center of the big tent to see how he would decide.

In the center of the big tent, the Khan Timur of the Turkic Empire, sitting on the wolf-head chair, looked normal, but his heart was already turbulent.

Timur knew what the generals were thinking.

He was able to rise again as a generation of grassland overlord with thirteen people and thirteen sets of armor in just ten years, not only relying on his iron-blooded wrists of daring to fight and kill, but more on the art of maneuvering.

The current Turkic Empire is not a monolithic entity, but a union of more than 20 tribes of all sizes on the Mobei grassland. Timur's position as the Khan was also jointly recommended by the leaders of these more than 20 tribes.

This time, Timur took advantage of the civil strife in the northwest of the Great Xin Dynasty to persuade the tribes to jointly send troops to the south. This involved a very complicated issue of interest distribution, and he has not yet figured out a perfect plan.

Who would have thought that Arsleng, this reckless man, would talk nonsense after drinking. Isn't this putting him on the fire?

For a time, Timur was in a dilemma.

At this moment, Arsaleng, who was kneeling in the big tent, made another shocking statement, saying:

"Khan, Arsaleng did this only to kill Chen Huaian with his own hands to avenge his hatred, not to compete for military merits, money, food and women!"

"Here, Arsaleng is willing to express on behalf of the Kerey tribe that the Kerey tribe is willing to rank last among all tribes in the distribution of spoils after the army's southern expedition!"

"I hope the Khan will help!"

After these words came out, the other Turkic generals present were stunned at first, then happy, and then cast their eyes on the Khan Timur in the center of the big tent again.

At this time, Timur wanted to throw Arsaleng, a guy who was not sure about his words, into the glacier to sober up, but his face was still as usual.

He just said lightly: "General Arsalan and the warriors of the Kerait tribe are willing to charge for the army regardless of gains and losses. The world is clear and the sun and the moon can witness it. This Khan is deeply moved!"

"As for the distribution of spoils after the army's southern expedition, we will discuss it later!"

As he said, Timur raised the wine bowl in front of him and said loudly to the Turkic generals in the tent who had their own ulterior motives:

"Everyone, on this God-given opportunity of the civil strife in the northwest of the Great Xin Dynasty, everyone is working together to march south. This Khan hopes that you will take a long-term view and not care about the gains and losses in front of you."

"When the army returns victorious from the southern expedition, this Khan will definitely give you an unexpected and satisfactory answer!"

"Come on, everyone, raise your wine bowls together, drink this cup of mare's milk, and wish us a great victory in the southern expedition!"

"Cheers!"