The Great Tang: World Martial God

Longevity day.

This is the ‘cangtian’ handed down from the grassland clan, and is the eternal supreme **** among the nation.

It can be seen that the promise made by Mu Kunmoye is quite convincing.

Furthermore, with the 10,000 prisoners in hand, he did not dare to lie at will.

Tang Hao nodded, still sitting motionless at the head of the account.

"First, you don't want to be called a general manager, General Tang is good."

To tell the truth, Tang Hao was rather helpless with the title chief executive, and he always connected people inexplicably with the eunuch.

Tang Hao didn't want to be a father-in-law with an official hat tied tightly to his chin and a face like white impermanence!

Hearing this, the protruding figure gave a sudden stop.

After a while, he hurriedly responded.

"Yes! Tang... General."

Seeing that this person was still agile and quick to change his words, Tang Hao slowly leaned back in the seat.

"Our team has to cross the north of Jinshan, all the way to Jinyashan, straight into the Turkic tent."

"What's your opinion?"

The figure kneeling on the ground was obviously taken aback, never expected that a Tang general would expose his marching route to himself! I even have to ask my opinion!

Is it possible that these people of great fame and talent never play cards according to common sense?

Perhaps it is to say that these masterful wizards like to use mystery to confuse themselves?

Suffering for a moment, Mu Kunmoye was about to open his mouth but was interrupted by Tang Hao.

Looking at Mu Kun Maye with a playful look, he slowly shook his fingers.

"Don't worry, don't worry, think clearly, and then answer!"

Mu Kunmoye, who was eager to speak, fell silent, and the words that fell to his mouth swallowed again, and began to think seriously.

Tang Hao, who was leaning on the seat, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, slowly picked up the wine glass again, poured half of it, and took a sip slowly.

"Tell me, how about a tribe with ten surnames?"

"How about Xiang Khan that day?"

The young figure shows signs of the vicissitudes of life between his gestures, especially the bullying oppression that radiates from his body, which only makes Mu Kunmoye who is kneeling on the ground feel suffocated. Feel coming.

"Tianxiang Khan divided the ten surname tribes and ruled them. With the Yili River as the boundary, the five duo land is in the east of the river, and the five surnames are lost in the west of the river."

"Chief Wudulu is slurping Yan Lu, leading Mukun, Tuqishi, Hu Luju, Shunishi, and Shesheti."

"The five lost chieftains are just for the sake of Jinhu, and the leader of Geshu, Axijie and Corkscrew, although there are three, there are six subdivided."

After saying these slurred names in one breath, only Tang Hao's scalp was numb, and he didn't remember a few names.

But in the faint, I heard some doorways, how powerful is this Tianxiang Khan? Can you unify these many tribes in one fell swoop?

Waved his hand to interrupt Mu Kunmoye's words, said.

"According to the military report I have received so far, these tribal leaders of the ten surnames have all gone to the Jinyashan large account."

"What's the point of this journey?"

"I heard that the Xiang Khan is not as good as the Jie Li Khan, so why can he be able to dominate the situation in this wasteland? Including all parts of the grassland?"

After listening to this, Mu Kun Moye sighed, showing a touch of sorrow on his face.

"In fact, it's not far to Jinya Mountain, about 400 miles away. It can be surrounded by heavy mountains along the way. In addition, the terrain is quite high and the weather is extremely cold."

"Don't say that this mountain, even that deep into the wasteland, is covered with snow and knees. It is extremely difficult to walk, and the horses can only be pulled away."

"After the Tianxiang Khan succeeded to the throne, he expanded the Tiger Master tribe. He has an unruly temperament. He takes care of those who obey and can often negotiate with him. But for those who disobey a little, he mobilizes the Tiger Master, even at the expense of others. Command other tribes and suppress them forcibly."

Speaking of this, Mu Kunmoye arched his hands.

"Now, General Tang... mobilized heavenly soldiers, hoping to punish this person, remove the tiger division, and give us peace and harmony in the Western Regions."

Bang.

Big hands slapped on the desk.

Duan Zhixuan said angrily.

"It's no wonder that the Turks have repeatedly violated the border, and repeated prohibitions. It turns out that the big hands behind the scenes have been behind the scenes.

An angry roar blasted into his ears, and Mu Kunmoye's figure trembled, and after a while he revealed a touch of embarrassment.

"In fact, Xiang Khan's order this day is to slaughter the borders and rob homes. Our smaller tribes dare not disobey, but we can't beat the Tang garrison. We have to execute half of them and plunder some food and grass for the tiger master to enjoy... …"

"As for the tribute that was presented to the Tang Dynasty, it was also privately raised by our small tribe..."

As soon as the voice fell, Cheng Chumo suddenly became irritable, and got up from the seat with a sigh of relief.

"Pick the point!"

"How many Tiger Masters are there? Is his Tianxiang Khan dissatisfied with our Datang?"

Mu Kunmoye glanced at Cheng Chumo and said.

"Tianxiang Khan has two faces, one on the face, and one on the back, which is terrifying."

"The 40,000 Tiger Masters under his command were even more arrogant and arrogant. Some...not...very obedient to Datang."

The intermittent words just said, Su Qingjie's clenched fist suddenly hammered on the desk.

"Damn it! It's such a virtue!"

"If you don't agree, hit him! Fight until you are satisfied!"