Shenying Plain, the birthplace of the Yanrong nation.

Since the beginning of winter last year, the grassland has been in turmoil. The leaders of each tribe were ordered to come to King Yanrong's tent. After receiving the order from the Golden Khan, they began to return to assemble their troops and prepare for war.

It was late at night, and dense firelights lit up on the grassland, and the firelight in the middle was particularly bright.

In an extremely luxurious tent, the eldest prince Mu Yunduankang folded his hands on his chest and looked at the map on the wall, tapping his fingers on his arms. Zhou Weiran, who had taken refuge with Mu Yunduankang, stood slightly respectfully.

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The pride of the past has long since disappeared from the face of this great Zhou royal family.

"Interesting, really interesting." Mu Yunduankang said with some surprise on his face: "I didn't expect that Beiliang would send troops to Liaodong at this time and build two Jingguan. This slap can be regarded as a solid slap to Beiliang.

On his face, the Zhou Dynasty is really brave."

"I'm afraid it's not the will of the imperial court." Zhou Weiran whispered, hearing the word Beiliang made his eyes look sinister.

"Oh? General Zhou means that sending troops to Liaodong was done by the Marquis of Beiliang without permission?" Mu Yunduankang tilted his head curiously.

He knew that the Marquis of Beiliang was brave and good at fighting and had great power, but he did not expect that he would dare to disobey the court's will.

"Nine times out of ten, Chenyue sent troops without permission." Zhou Weiran nodded lightly: "The Great Zhou Dynasty has turned a deaf ear to Liaodong for decades, regardless of it. How could Chenyue send troops to capture Liaodong again when Beijin is attacking Han?

Yue never likes to be bound by the constraints of aristocratic families, so sending troops without authorization is in line with his character."

Zhou Weiran knew Chenyue much better than Mu Yunduankang.

"But his move was beyond our expectations. It will have an impact on our plan to some extent." Mu Yunduankang's face was a little complicated.

"The Northern Liang Army can contain the Jin's forces in Liaodong. Wouldn't it be better for us?" Zhou Weiran was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and said in surprise: "The news of sending troops to attack Beiliang has been confirmed.

Already?"

"Yes, Father Khan will announce it tomorrow morning." Mu Yunduankang nodded: "Beijin keeps sending people to urge them. They are not so easy to fool. They will fight a few times without real swords and guns. Those who stay in Jindu will

Those 200,000 to 300,000 people will not move."

"Is the third prince leading the army?" Zhou Weiran asked tentatively.

"Let's each lead the way." Mu Yunduankang rubbed his forehead: "Beiliang's army invades Liaodong, and the remaining troops will inevitably be insufficient. I'm afraid that my good brother will really invade Beiliang, and his military achievements will be there by then.

It is a hidden danger that my father will look at me differently."

Zhou Weiran shook his head disapprovingly: "Your Highness, I have fought against the Northern Liang Army many times, and I have to say something unpleasant. The Yan Rong are nomadic people, and they are inherently disadvantaged in siege warfare. The Northern Liang Army is also brave, even if the losses are not considered.

It is not easy to break into Beiliang City, not to mention our current goal is..."

Mu Yunduankang raised his hand, stopped Zhou Weiran's words, and said with a hint of ridicule: "My good brother doesn't know that in his eyes, Beiliang is the best stepping stone for him to become the prince.

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"His Royal Highness's foundation in the military is much deeper than that of Mu Yunhuan. When the time comes, he will make some small plans, haha." Zhou Weiran had a solemn smile on his face.

"Let's talk about it again, haha!" Mu Yunduankang suddenly laughed, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

There is an air of conspiracy surging in the big tent.

On the second day, King Yanrong’s tent

The person sitting on the main seat is naturally the Golden Khan Muyun Canglan, and there are more than ten civil and military officials standing sparsely in the tent.

The two princes Mu Yunduankang and Mu Yunhuan were also among them. Their expressions were calm, but they had their own concerns.

Mu Yun Canglan glanced majestically across the tent, and after everyone held their breath, he slowly spoke: "South Vietnam and Beijin have all raised their troops, and now the Beiliang army has also invaded Liaodong. At this time, I, Yan Rong,

The best opportunity to send troops to attack Liang!"

Everyone in the tent looked solemn. In fact, everyone had known the news for a long time, but today was the official order.

Mu Yunhuan, the third prince of Yanrong in the crowd, had even more excitement on his face.

"Long Fu, how is the situation with the army gathering?" Mu Yun Canglan asked calmly.

Shen Tu Longfu, the God of War of Yan Rong and the Grand Marshal of Yan Rong's troops, lowered his head slightly: "Back to the Great Khan, the 300,000-strong army has been assembled. The grain, grass, supplies, ordnance and equipment required by the army are all ready, and they are ready to go to war at any time!

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"There are no objections from the tribes that sent troops, right?" Mu Yun Canglan thought of the previous civil strife and asked a little more.

Xun Kongzi, the prime minister of Yan Rong and Muyun Canglan's teacher, took a step forward: "Don't worry, Great Khan, no one in the grassland dares to despise the majesty of the Great Khan!"

"Okay!" Mu Yun Canglan stood up slowly under the gaze of the entire army of civil servants: "Mu Yun Duankang will lead an army of one hundred thousand to Youzhou to attack Tianlang Pass! Mu Yunhuan will lead an army of one hundred thousand to Shuozhou to attack Shuofeng.

! Tuoba Hong leads an army of 100,000 troops stationed at the border to support both sides at any time!"

"promise!"

The two princes plus Tuoba Hong responded in a deep voice.

Muyun Canglan looked at his two sons with a slightly strange look in his eyes: "You are all of my Yanrong royal family's blood! Don't let me down!"

"Father, please rest assured, I will not humiliate my Muyun clan!" Muyun Duankang and the other two shouted loudly.

A few days later, on a grassy slope in the Plains of the Divine Eagle, Mu Yun Duankang and Mu Yunhuan, two half-brothers of the Yan Rong princes, stood side by side. The horses they sat down on were both Yan Rong's fine horses, with extraordinary bearing.

Not far behind the two men were their respective personal guards, divided into two distinct camps.

On the vast plain in front of them, densely packed armies were marching, each heading in a different direction, and the marching ranks stretched to the end of the horizon.

"Brother." Mu Yunhuan waved his riding crop with a frivolous expression: "Which one of us do you think will invade Beiliang first?"

"Haha, I can't say for sure. But it doesn't matter whoever invades Beiliang first, it's all for Yan Rong." Mu Yunduankang glanced at his younger brother and chuckled calmly.

Mu Yunhuan tilted his head in surprise: "Brother, there is no one else here, so there is no need for us to be pretentious. Father Khan asked us to lead the army, isn't it just to see who is qualified to be the prince?"

Mu Yunduankang smiled and said nothing, nor did he answer.

Seeing that his elder brother didn't respond, Mu Yunhuan's eyes turned cold and he said calmly: "Don't expect me to give up!"

"drive!"

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yunhuan whipped his horse whip and spurred his horse forward. More than a thousand soldiers roared in the distance, following closely behind him.

Mu Yunduankang stood still, looking at the series of black spots gradually disappearing, and smiled slightly: "My good brother, the sixth brother has been down there for too long, and he needs someone to accompany him."
Chapter completed!