~.<  >-~    The Third Battalion, which had many combat experiences with the Mongolian Army, quickly seized a slope high ground in Shilipu. They had lost their original youth. The panic in the first battle with the Mongolian Army had disappeared without a trace. Instead, they had a calm face and a calm face. It seemed that the life-and-death battle they were about to be carried out was just an ordinary training. Some of the people were separated from the queue, and quickly dug holes the size of fists on the slope with the horizontal knife in their waists. The other part was taken locally, and pieces of stone were piled together, forming some large and small piles of stones, piled up on the slope in a mess and disorganized manner. Of course, the wooden horses carried by the army must not be missing, and they were stacked in front layer by layer.

They did all this in an orderly manner, and some even looked up at the Mongolian cavalry that was approaching quickly in the distance. With a rapid drum sound, the soldiers raised their bodies and rushed back to the top of the slope with all their might, and returned to their own array. There, the remaining soldiers had already been lined up in neat rows. In front of the queue, rows of soldiers holding powerful crossbows were already sitting on the ground. This kind of crossbow was extremely difficult to pull away with the power of their hands. When the third battalion was reorganized, Yun Zhao equipped them with 500 powerful crossbows, and the range of powerful crossbows reached 400 steps. When the bed crossbows were not easy to carry, this kind of powerful crossbows was the best long-range weapon to effectively kill Mengqi.

The elite cavalry of Zarchiwuti who had seen Jamuha was, in the eyes of these soldiers, the sermons in front of them were a group of huāzi.

Ding Qiu stood at the front of the gunman, holding a huge Mo sword in his hand. This was what he came to find Su Dingfang to forcefully and hard. The whole Anqing was considered Su Dingfang's own one, and there were only eleven Mo swords. Jiang Xu got rid of them and said that they were borrowing them, but everyone knew that it was a meat bun to look for a dog, while Ding Qiu spoke directly and asked for it.

Half of Ding Jian's face was completely destroyed. From one side, he was a handsome general, and from the other side, he was an absolute hell devil who could stop children from crying at night. After learning the details of his family from Guo Feng, the young general no longer smiled. He only showed a smile on his face when he was holding his only surviving son and fed cow or sheep milk.

Yun Zhao originally asked Ding Qiuzi to send him to Hulu Valley to raise him, where there are many women. They are very experienced in raising children and raising daughters. This also allowed Ding Qiu to devote himself to the army. However, Ding Qiu firmly rejected the proposal and decided to take care of the children himself. In the army, Yun Zhao had no choice but to transfer two strong women to him and follow Ding Qiu's army, so that when Ding Qiu could not escape, he would take the children for him.

In the third battalion, another landscape appeared. While Ding Qiu was walking in the queue with his huge strange knife, shouting at the top of his lungs, urging the soldiers to train hard. On one side of the school ground, there was always a healthy woman holding a child who had only been for several months. She stood on one side. Whether the child was crying or laughing, Ding Qiu insisted on letting the child stand on the side of the army. The soldiers are now accustomed to it.

Not far from Ding Qiuhou, Meng Yao was leaning on his iron spear with his legs spread out under the flag. There was no expression on his face. Compared with Ding Qiu, his hatred was deeper, but he was much older and more tolerant than Ding Qiu. He understood that his hatred was not only with the Meng people, but also with the Sima family. More than 10,000 brothers fell under the Meng people's iron cavalry, and his family died at the hands of the Sima family. These two enemies, no matter which one, could easily crush him and Ding Qiu, and they had to hide their names.

However, the gods felt that the world was going to be in chaos, and the only chance they could take revenge was to rise in this chaotic world. Meng Yao would not miss this very slim opportunity. Mengren wanted to kill all of them, and the Sima family would be cheap to kill them. Whenever the night was late, in their dreams, Meng Yao was conceiving how he would humiliate his opponent to avenge this deep hatred.

"Waiting!" The messenger beside him shouted loudly, it was because the enemy had already started charging, and Meng Yao slowly raised the iron spear in his hand.

Tuotuo was delighted from the sky, and even he himself did not expect that the important position of the founding of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, the five kings discussed politics, and one of the five powerful princes fell on his head. In a blink of an eye, the Guoluo tribe surpassed most Mongolian tribes and became a tribe that was running side by side with most of the tribes such as Zarchiwuti, Tatar, Tuotuo, and Heshuote. Since His Majesty's decree was promulgated, many tribe leaders have sent messengers to express their intention of seeking refuge in themselves. Tuotuo certainly refused to accept everyone. He knew that if these small tribes went to seek refuge in the other four tribes, their family would not take them seriously, but he needed them to expand their strength so that they could be worthy of the status of the Five Kings in their strength. This is a mutually beneficial thing.

Before this, he had to come up with a record to repay His Majesty's love, that is, to capture Anqing and remove the spike on the back of the Mongol Empire. This thorn is not big or small, but it is enough to make the newly established Mongol Empire uneasy. No one wants to have a pustule on his back that can occur at any time.

It was not until this time that Tutuo understood the true meaning of the letter written to His Majesty the Emperor before his father died. The letter from Lakath clearly proposed that the Mongolian people formally established the country, Wuda became emperor, imitated Dayue to establish a powerful centralized country, and united all forces to fight for the dominance of the world with Dayue. This letter was just in the heart of Wuda. With the beginning of a person like Lakath, Wuda officially proposed the founding of the Mongolian Yuan. With the support of Zarchiwuyi and Tatar tribes, the Mongolian Yuan finally officially established the country.

Wuda got what he wanted, as a repayment to Lakshay, of course, it was also to make the Five Kings' discussions completely a tool in his hands. One of the Five Kings fell on Tutuo. In fact, in Wuda's heart, if Lakshay did not die, the Guoluo tribe might be able to become his helper, but now, this is the only way.

Since Tutuo was one of the five kings, Wuda generously gave Tutuo enough support. In Wuda's heart, after experiencing such a cruel war, it was difficult for Tutuo to bear the full blown attack of Tutuo who had received his support. He also needed Tutuo to show a utterly verbal record to block other people's mouths.

I was so angry that my eyes turned red, but fortunately, this journey finally passed.

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Chapter completed!