He Shuolie wiped the wet corners of his eyes:

"My father received twenty military sticks in exchange for three days of rest.

What happens after three days? What happens after three days?

Are you going to receive twenty more military sticks? Then my father’s life will really be lost!”

He Shuolie is also considered to have a filial piety. His eyes are full of his father's safety, and he feels very distressed.

The old man was asked by his son, yes, what will happen in three days?

Is it possible that the city can be breached in three days? After fighting against the Liang army for so long, Heshuo Bahu knew that this Wuguan was an insurmountable barrier for them.

He Shuolie said in a cold tone:

"Father, son, please tell me the truth, this time we have offended Shen Tu Longfu, and the future life will definitely not be easy.

He let us rest for three days, but what if he threatens us to attack the city every day after that? If we don't obey, Shentu Longfu will definitely chop off our heads.

My Heshuo clan is considered a big clan, but today our clan’s vitality has been severely damaged. I don’t know how long this battle will last. Do we really want to watch all the elites in our clan die?

The Yanrong clan has made it clear that they want to weaken the military strength of each clan. In the past, they deployed cavalry to form the Eight Banners, reducing the clan's cavalry by more than half. Now they are consuming our infantry in siege battles.

The wolfish ambition of turning all clans into puppets of his Muyun clan is known to the world!

Taking ten thousand steps back, the Yan army will really win in the future, and Mu Yun Canglan will dominate the world.

How much benefit can I get from the Heshuo clan? If we don’t have any soldiers at that time, will we be able to compete with the five Yanrong clans?

Father, you were extremely wise when you were young. If the cunning rabbit dies, the lackey will be cooked. Don’t you understand this truth?

The burning of bridges across rivers has been a common occurrence since ancient times!"

Every word He Shuolie said pierced the heart of the old man, and the old man's face turned a little gray.

That's right, he had been cornered by Yan Rong and Shen Tu Long.

Either keep attacking the city until the city is broken and everyone is dead;

Or just disobey military orders and wait to be stabbed.

It's a death before and after.

In fact, ever since Muyun Canglan unified the grasslands, he has been weakening the strength of each tribe, turning them into tigers without claws little by little.

"Father!"

Heshuo Lie solemnly said: "You are the leader of the Heshuo tribe. You should consider the future of the tribe~"

"Alas~"

The old man sighed heavily, and the father and son were silent for a long time.

After a long time, the white-haired old man slowly raised his head:

"Lie'er, tell your father the truth. Who is the person who has been secretly communicating with you?"

He knew that He Shuolie had contacts with mysterious people, but he never asked about it because he knew that his son acted appropriately, but today he had to ask.

A light flashed in He Shuolie's eyes:

"It's not a mysterious person, it's Lai Delon, my son's best friend since childhood. Father, do you still remember him? Have you met him before?"

"Laidron?"

The old man frowned and searched for this name in his mind. After a while, he said in surprise:

"Isn't that man from the Xihu clan? A few years ago, the Xihu clan rebelled and was brutally suppressed by the Yan army. He is not dead?"

"Yes, that's him! He's not dead!"

He Shuolie nodded heavily: "Not only is he not dead, he has been running among the tribes in the grassland, uniting with the anti-Yan heroes."

"Anti-Yan?"

"Haha~"

Hearing this word, the old man smiled bitterly and shook his head:

“It’s easier said than done.

You have also seen the strength of the Yan army, and we know exactly how powerful the elite cavalry of the five tribes are.

Looking at the entire grassland, who is the opponent of the Muyun clan?

Are there still few people who have rebelled and raised armies after so many years? Which one has not had its entire clan wiped out and no bones left?"

Over the years, tribes have repeatedly rebelled and fought head-on with Yan Rong, but every battle has been extremely miserable.

"No, no, no, Lai Delong is different now." He Shuolie shook his head repeatedly:

"His background is very strong."

"Very powerful? What background can he have that can rival Yan Rong?

The Xihu clan has long been crippled and they don’t have much strength."

Heshuo Bahu was very puzzled.

He Shuolie didn't say anything clearly, he just pointed in the direction of Wuguan.

The old man's pupils shrank:

"really?"

"Without a doubt."

Heshuo Lie vowed: "Lai Delong personally promised me that if my Heshuo clan needs it, he can contact Liang Jun to dispatch."

"It's sensational, it's sensational~"

The old man was shocked. He never expected that Liang Jun was behind Lai Delon.

He Shuolie lowered his voice and said: "Hasn't it been said that there is a hidden stake of Liang Jun in the grassland for so long~"

Only then did the old man realize that there was indeed such a rumor, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"Liang Jun's hand is stretched too long."

He Shuolie said seriously:

"We, the Heshuo clan alone, are naturally no match for the Yan people, so we can only live under the influence of others.

But if there is Liang Jun as the backing, then things will be much easier to handle.

Father, think about it, where has Yan Jun fallen over the years? Wasn't it just at the hands of Liang Jun?

Dongting was defeated a while ago, and even Mu Yun Longyou died. In my opinion, the Yan Kingdom's strength has also been exhausted.

If we fight back, the Yan army will definitely be defeated!

Then we won’t have to fight anymore, we can take our people home and live a peaceful life!”

There was even a hint of longing in He Shuolie's eyes. He was really fed up with fighting every day.

The old man was not as optimistic as his son, and murmured:

"To put it lightly, this fight will cost countless lives.

Besides, how can the Liang army help us? It is in their best interest to watch us dog bite dogs."

The old man neither believed in Yan Rong nor Liang Jun. In his eyes, neither one of them was a good person.

"Father, you are wrong about this."

He Shuolie analyzed methodically:

"The Liang King opposite is definitely not a vassal king, but a heroic lord. He wants to defeat Muyun Canglan rather than a stalemate.

As for trust.

Haha~

Dad, don’t forget, they can even join forces with Wanyan Bi, why can’t we?

Wanyan Bi defected to the Liang Army and re-established the country of Beidan. If we surrender to the Liang Army, wouldn’t we also be able to get rid of Yan Rong’s control?”

"That makes sense~"

The old man's eyes were locked, He Shuolie's words really moved his heart, but the deterrent Yan Rong had given him for so long was too strong, making him unable to make up his mind.

"Father."

He Shuolie knelt down under the surprised look of the old man:

"If my son wants to gamble with the lives of the whole family, I am really desperate.

If the father wants to do this, the son should contact Liang Jun.

If the father is unwilling to do it, the son will follow his father and die in battle at the foot of the Wuguan city wall.

Life or death, my son will never complain!"

He Shuolie's eyes were solemn and every word came from the heart.

The old man looked at He Shuolie and asked calmly:

"What do the generals in the clan think?"

He Shuolie said in a deep voice:

"The whole clan swears to follow my father to the death!"

"Hoo~"

The old man’s strengths are:

"In that case, go ahead and get in touch.

No matter life or death, we will face it together!
Chapter completed!