He was originally the overlord of the grassland and the heir to the Wuyan tribe. He was just a uncle, Batu was plotting against him and was forced to hide in Qing State and seek asylum.

All this makes little sense, because with the invasion of Northern Yan, the Wuyan tribe had actually perished.

After a moment of silence, Mongo asked, "Where should we go next?"

Bater was still a talented general. After thinking for a while, he found the location of himself and others on the map: "We have three paths now, one is to go to Kangbei City, meet with the governor, and resist the siege."

"Not to mention that Kangbei City has become an isolated city. We are cavalry. What's the use of entering the city?"

Mongo instinctively refuses.

"The second article is to take advantage of the lack of blockade and break through to the central part of Qingguo."

"We are defeated, and there are no people... I'm afraid it depends on Qingren's expression when we go..." Prince Mengge hesitated.

"The last road, prince, are you still an eagle on the grassland?"

Bartel's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Of course I am!" Menggo's voice rose.

"That's very simple. Let's go the opposite way and go to the grassland! The main attack direction of Beiyan this time has been determined. Even if the grassland cannot be waited for a long time, you can take a detour to the Western Rong countries and regroup! "

Bartel is still very strategic and speaks directly.

Originally, it took several years for the Northern Yan to reorganize various tribes and even impose the Western Rong countries. This time, the sudden dispatch of troops really caught Qing Kingdom off guard.

However, with the Qing Kingdom dragging the main force, the Western Rong countries will not be greatly affected.
Chapter completed!