Central Army tent

Pei Tingshan's adopted son Xue Bulang lifted the curtain and came in, and bowed: "Enjoyant father, I have already confirmed everything just now. A total of thirteen tribe leaders have expressed their opinions. They are willing to offer cattle and sheep to save food, and immediately cut off their contacts with Kuokedi Qinse."

Pei Tingshan smiled: "Which one of these tribes is the smallest?"

"It is called Lushan tribe, and there are only a total of less than 10,000 people. The leader of the Lushan tribe is called Dunge. Speaking of which, this tribe was a big source. The Lushan tribe was competing with the Black Martial Division. They lost. The tribe leader decided to surrender to the Black Martial Division. On the surface, the Jiuwuyan family of the Black Martial Royal Family accepted the surrender of the Lushan tribe, but set up an ambush at the banquet and killed all the people attending the banquet in one breath. Then, the Lushan tribe was ordered to massacre the Lushan tribe. The massacre lasted for several years and killed millions of people in the Lushan tribe. Later, part of the Lushan tribe fled. After a thousand years, the Lushan tribe had declined from the original largest tribe to such a down-and-out small tribe."

“What about the biggest one?”

Pei Tingshan asked another question.

"Yanyue Clan."

Xue Burang said: "It was also a large tribe, and it was similar to the Lushan tribe. In fact, the Yanyue tribe and the Guiyue tribe were the same clan, but they were different branches. The first generation of the Black Martial Khan Emperor came from the Jiuwu Yan family of the Yanyue tribe, not the Guiyue tribe. When the sixth generation of the Black Martial Khan Emperor, the people of the Guiyue tribe rebelled and killed the Khan Emperor. All the nobles of the Yanyue tribe who accompanied the Khan Emperor were also killed. The Kuokedi tribe of the Guiyue tribe destroyed the Jiuwu Yan tribe."

Xue Burang continued, "This is the news I just heard from the leaders of those tribes. Adopted father, we didn't know much about the black warriors before. We always thought that the black warriors were the Ghost Moon people. In fact, they should have been the Eighth Moon tribe. At first, the Yanyue tribe was the strongest, and later it was replaced by the Kuokedi family of the Ghost Moon tribe. Others of the Eighth Moon tribes were suppressed by Ghost Moon and were almost exterminated. A small number of the Yanyue tribes fled to this place, which was considered to be a stagnant."

Pei Tingshan nodded: "Have they all left?"

"It's gone."

"Send people to follow the Yanyue clan."

"All follow."

Pei Tingshan looked at the pipe in his hand and knocked off the ash from the pipe next to him: "How many people are there in the Yanyue clan?"

"It's not many. Although it is the largest among the dozen tribes in this place, it all adds up to 30,000 to 40,000 people. There are only a few thousand soldiers who can fight, and all of them can get more than 10,000."

"I will give you all the cavalry of the sword and soldiers."

Pei Tingshan put his pipe aside, walked to the door of the tent and looked out: "Let's go early tomorrow morning and destroy the Yanyue clan."

Xue Burang was shocked: "Didn't they surrender?"

"This kind of surrender is too easy for them, and they don't cherish it."

Pei Tingshan said in a plain tone: "After you lead the cavalry to destroy the Yanyue clan tomorrow morning, you claimed that it was Lushan's tribe who reported to me, saying that it was the Yanyue clan who went to see Kuokedi's smuggle overnight. I was furious and ordered the slaughter of the Yanyue clan."

Xue Burang pondered for a moment but still didn't understand much. He couldn't help asking: "What about that?"

"Then instruct other tribes that allies like Lushan tribe are unreliable because they betrayed the Yanyue tribe, and even Pei Tingshan, I, will look down on them. After this news is released, other tribes will inevitably send troops to destroy Lushan tribe."

Pei Tingshan looked at Xue Bulang: "Those small tribes joined forces to destroy the Lushan tribe. You will come forward to knock on me on behalf of me. In this way, they will understand that if they have any contact with Qinse, they will be exterminated. They will also understand that it is not so easy for me to let them live."

Xue Burang lowered his head: "I understand."

Pei Tingshan said: "These methods are not glorious, but I don't care whether they are glorious or not. As long as they are really convinced, I am afraid. Your Majesty said there is no matter here, then there is no matter. What Your Majesty told me to do, I will do it beautiful enough. They thought that if they were willing to hand over some cattle and sheep and food, they would get my protection. Once my army in the East Xinjiang left, they would immediately rely on the black warriors to make them understand that it is hard to come by their lives to be left."

"Affect the order."

Xue Buruo clasped his fists and turned around and came out of the big tent.

Pei Tingshan has never been a kind person. On the battlefield, the only thing he has not learned is to show kindness to his enemies.

His Majesty actually had no intention of letting Meng Chang'an come at all, and it was impossible for him to let Chen Leng come, because His Majesty knew very well that only Pei Tingshan could really do the matter here. Can Meng Chang'an do the destruction of the two tribes? Can Chen Leng do it?

They may do it later.

Pei Tingshan sat down in the big tent, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Those two boys, you really haven't learned everything yet.

War is never as simple as winning the enemy in front of you on the battlefield.

Five days later, the palace in Gedicheng.

Qinse's face changed after hearing his subordinates' words: "This Pei Tingshan is really cruel. Everyone says that those who are superiors should know and use them well. Now I finally see clearly that Li Chengtang's knowledge and use them well. Emperor Ning knew that Meng Chang'an and Shen Leng could not do this, so he asked Pei Tingshan to go north. In just five days, the Yanyue clan was destroyed by sword warriors in the east, and the Lushan tribe was jointly exterminated by eleven other small tribes. Next, Pei Tingshan only needs to be gently tapped, and all tribes will not dare to have any contact with me anymore."

"Then go grab it."

Walayelen looked angry: "These small tribes are just a group of fence-bearers. I treat them with kindness. They think I can handle it easily. Pei Tingshanliang came out with a knife and they became slaves. Keeping such tribes is also embarrassing the black warriors. It would be better to destroy them all."

"Will Pei Tingshan be a joke?"

Qinse glared at Yeling: "You are calm on weekdays, but when you mention Peitingshan, you become irrational. Even if I support you, I will hand over the more than 20,000 troops in the palace to you to destroy those small tribes. If this matter is spread, how many people do you think there will be in the entire Black Martial Arts to kill me? See clearly, Ningren is cutting off my retreat. If I don't surrender, Li Chengtang will force me to be desperate. If I surrender, Li Chengtang will give me something to live."

Qinse stood up and walked to the window to look at the gloomy sky outside again: "You know very well that Ningren wants to kill Samburu and then pick me up against Xin Fengyue. Before that, Li Chengtang will definitely make me lose any chance of choice. If you kill more than a dozen small tribes, have you ever thought about which tribe will be willing to follow me to fight Xin Fengyue in the future? This was an almost impossible thing to accomplish. If you destroy them, there would be no hope."

Yeling fell silent.

Qinse looked out the window and said in a sad tone: "Chen Leng is quite kind. He left me more than 20,000 people. This is my only capital to settle down."

Yeling took a deep breath and fell down on one knee: "I'm wrong."

Qinse looked back at him: "Yeleng, Emperor Ning really does not leave any room for anything. He counts everything in every detail. I have no other way to go. If you send someone to the Xifengkou, you will say that I want to ask for an audience with His Majesty Emperor Daning."

Yeling's face changed: "Your Highness, you can't go, it's too dangerous!"

"What else is there?"

Qinse shook her head: "If Emperor Ning wants to kill me, how can we wait until today? Yelen, our only way to live is the way that Emperor Ning pointed out. Before we can't get rid of Ning people, this road can only be carried out in one breath."

Ye Leng was dissatisfied.

I can only be dissatisfied.

Qinse has chosen this path, and he can only accompany him. No matter how difficult it will be to go on this path, it is the only way to live, and it is a dead end. Yelen once thought about another thing. If His Majesty of Daning cares about the general named Meng Chang'an, he will sooner or later kill Qinse. The emperor will not allow his beloved general to be unclear with the enemy country's eldest princess. If Emperor Daning did not care about Meng Chang'an, then Meng Chang'an would have already fallen to the ground.

So, it is clear that Emperor Ning doesn’t want to touch Meng Chang'an, so the color is the person he wants to touch. Now it just needs color. Once it is not needed, will Emperor Ning hesitate to kill someone?

Yelen stood up and looked at his smudged back: "Your Highness, no matter what you choose, I will always be around Your Highness. Wherever Your Highness's fingers point, I will rush to wherever you are. My life is used to protect Your Highness. This is the only reason for my existence."

Qinse's heart warmed up, and she looked back at Yelen again: "Thank you for your hard work."

Yeling leaned over and bowed: "I will arrange for the meeting with Emperor Ning."

Qinse nodded: "You go, Yelen, sometimes you should think about yourself."

"Need not."

Yelen didn't look back and strode out of the bedroom: "I don't have myself."

Chouse frowned: "You should have."

Yeling had already walked out of the door and the voice came from a distance.

"I don't want to have it."

The beautiful eyes turned out the window again, and the ice lake in summer became better, but she didn't like it anymore.

There is an important pass in the Prous Mountains hundreds of miles away from the Binghu Palace, called Sanyan Hushan Pass. This is the only way to the southwest of Heiwu to the southeast. The defenders in Sanyan Hushan Pass are carefully selected teams from the Heiwu South Courtyard Camp. Among the elites, the Black Martial Artists know the importance of Sanyan Hushan Pass better than the Ningren. After Liao Shalang judged that Emperor Ning was going to attack the North Courtyard Camp, he immediately dispatched another 20,000 elite troops to Sanyan Hushan Pass for reinforcements.

Now, there are more than 35,000 Black Martial Frontiers within this majestic pass. Behind the Three-eyed Hushan Pass is the Prous Mountain Granary, which has at least a year of food reserves for the defenders to support them. Both sides are very clear that once the Three-eyed Hushan Pass is captured by the Ning army, the Ning army will open up the southwest to the southeast of the Heiwu. At that time, the South Court camp will be extremely passive and even face a crisis of complete collapse.

Liao Shalang would rather divide his troops out, rather be more difficult than he would rather easily break through the Three-eyed Hushan Pass.

At the foot of the Three-eyed Hushan Pass, Meng Changan looked at Chen Leng: "It's been seven days."

Chen Leng nodded: "Yes, it's been a fierce attack for seven days."

This city pass is high enough, strong enough, and has enough defenders. They are well-equipped and well-equipped. Even the most war-friendly Daning Northern Frontier Army has become helpless.

"There have been losses of thousands."

Chen Leng looked at the tall city gate in front of him with a complicated look. If His Majesty forced the order to break through the Three-eyed Hushan Pass, then there might be tens of thousands of soldiers buried here, and even if tens of thousands of lives were sacrificed, they would not be able to be defeated. Fortunately, the Prous Mountains are north-south. If they were east-west like Baishan in Daning, with such a strong pass, Daning might not have had this northern expedition.

Compared with Baishan, Mount Prous is higher and more dangerous. The top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round and there is no way to go, so it is impossible to win a surprise attack.

The only way is to fight.

"Is there a way?"

Chen Leng asked Meng Chang'an.

Meng Changan did not answer and asked him: "Where are you?"

The two fell silent.

As the sun sets, the two young men feel powerless for the first time.
Chapter completed!