Monk Kongji hurried into the palace, where Shi Le was waiting for him.
"Your Majesty."
"I just got the news that Jing Tianlie died in battle and the Red Flame Army is gone. His family members went out for an outing in the morning and have not returned yet."
Shi Le handed the battle report to Monk Kongji.
After reading the battle report, Monk Kongji sighed slowly. Jing Tianlie's failure was not surprising.
In the battle at Yufo Pass, Jing Tianlie had a geographical advantage and twice as many troops, but he still lost.
This failure was also expected. Monk Kongji only wanted him to serve as a guide for the barbarians.
"Before the expedition, the poor monk told him that he could just serve as Yeluhong's guide. If he attacks from the front with superior force, he will surely win."
"But he came up with a surprise attack, intercepted and ambushed him in the canyon, and finally died."
Monk Kongji analyzed Long Chen and believed that Long Chen was very good at using surprise troops and could defeat more with less.
Therefore, the safest way is to attack head-on and crush them with numbers.
But Jing Tianlie was too conceited and did not listen to Monk Kongji's advice.
"Jing Tianlie died in battle and Jing Feng disappeared. How does the Imperial Master feel?"
Monk Kongji's face turned cold and he said, "I guess Jing Tianlie is worried about his mother, so he asked Jing Feng to go back to Xingqing City to pick up the person and abscond."
Shi Le nodded and asked, "How does the Imperial Master think we should deal with it?"
Monk Kongji said in a sinister tone: "If Jingfeng leaves, he will definitely go to Nanliang. This person cannot be left here."
In any case, Jingfeng is also a powerful martial emperor, a general who has commanded large armies, and is not just an ordinary person.
Jingfeng couldn't beat Long Chen, but he could still deal with Xixia.
If it is used by Nanliang, Xixia will also be in trouble.
"Ma Fang!"
Eunuch Ma Fang came in and paid homage: "Your Majesty."
Shi Le issued an order: "Send out iron kites to search for Jingtianlie's family and the whereabouts of Jingfeng. There is no need to leave anyone alive. The general should also be killed!"
Iron Kites are the most elite cavalry in Xixia, they are fast and fierce in combat.
Monk Kongji said: "Let King Fudo and King Yaksha go together."
Shi Le nodded and said: "Let Shi Ming and Ma Zun lead the troops, and we cannot let Jing Feng leave alive."
Ma Fang immediately went to make arrangements.
"How is Mojie?"
Shi Le was very concerned about this once-in-a-century Buddhist genius.
Monk Kongji sighed: "I don't know what magic trick Long Chengen used. The poor monk tried to persuade him for a long time and tried every method, but he still refused to repent."
Shi Le said in a solemn tone: "Master, I have said something ugly before. If he never repented..."
Monk Kongji looked sad and nodded slightly: "I know that if...if that time comes, I will do it myself."
Mojie was raised by monk Kongji single-handedly. The two of them were like teachers, fathers, disciples and sons.
Monk Kongji was heartbroken that Mojie was brainwashed by Long Chen, and he was unwilling to kill Mojie unless he had to.
But if it is really irreversible, Monk Kongji can be cruel.
"That's good, I don't want to say more."
"Yeluhong, should we consider doing a favor? Jingtianlie is dead, and Yeluhong may not be Long Chengen's opponent."
The barbarians were numerous, but Shi Le was worried.
Monk Kongji nodded and said, "I'll think of a way, poor monk."
Shi Le nodded, and Monk Kongji left the palace.
Returning to Zhaoti Temple, a young novice walked by holding a plate. Kongji called out to the young novice.
"Abbott."
The young novice monk put his hands together and bowed respectfully.
"Still not eating?"
Kong Ji looked at the pancakes on the plate and asked.
"Senior brother sits all day long and only drinks a little water every two or three days."
The little novice felt a little sorry for Mojie.
Monk Kongji looked gloomy and turned back to the abbot's room.
....
The southern foot of Wuli Mountain.
Hundreds of thousands of barbarian cavalry gathered from three directions: east, west, north and west. The grasslands were filled with horses, cattle and sheep, and tents were scattered all over the mountains and fields.
Yeluhong sat in the tent, with the leaders of various tribes sitting under it.
Sitting on the left and right sides were two middle-aged men with fierce faces, namely Yelvxiong, the Xianwang on the left, and Yelvsu, the Xianwang on the right. They were both members of the Yeluhong tribe.
Below are the general Koele, the prince Yeluguang, the wise man Abuji, Zhuolie, and Upu... At the end is a tall man with thick eyebrows. This man is the leader of the Hungarian tribe, Hale.
Many of the Hungarian nobles were killed, but there were too many Hungarians and the resistance was fierce. Yeluhong finally compromised and appointed Hall as the clan leader.
The Huns became the lowest-ranking tribe and usually did not participate in any battles.
In the eyes of the barbarians, a warrior is a privilege and an honor.
If Long Chen hadn't been too powerful, Yeluhong would never have let the Huns participate in the war.
"Everyone, our wolf clan is gathering here this time for a very simple purpose, which is to break through Yanmen Pass and break into the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."
"Dong Zhou is a fat sheep. As long as we attack it, we will get whatever we want."
"We have all the tea, salt, ironware, and slaves you want. You can have as many as you want."
Yeluhong didn't say that he had tens of thousands of people killed by Long Chen, and wanted to take them with him to take revenge.
He encouraged the barbarian leaders with looted property.
After a winter, the barbarian is now a hungry wolf.
"Chanyu, I wanted to go south in winter, but now our tribe is waiting for meat to fill our stomachs."
"Our cattle and sheep also need grass. I heard that there is already grass at Yanmen Pass."
"The women of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty are very beautiful, very clean, and very fragrant, hahaha..."
Yeluhong was secretly happy when he saw the greedy appearance of these clan leaders.
If you want to plunder, you will join in the fight, otherwise you will not be able to command.
"Halle!"
Yeluhong looked at Halle, the Hungarian leader sitting at the end, with a cold expression.
"Chanyu."
Hallel stood up respectfully and saluted Yeluhong.
The atmosphere in the big tent was a bit strange, everyone looked at Hallie with a look of disdain.
"This is your first time as a Hungarian to participate in a battle. You must cherish it and don't let others look down on you."
Yeluhong wanted Hallel to work hard for his life.
"On behalf of my tribe, I would like to thank Shan Yu."
Hallel said it very sincerely.
More than ten years have passed, and some things have gradually faded away. Hallie also wants to improve his status. This battle is an opportunity.
"Okay, as long as you can perform meritorious service in battle, I will improve the status of the Huns."
Yeluhong first drew a cake.
The tribal leaders next to him all sneered, they looked down on the losers.
"We will definitely make a difference."
After Harry saluted, he returned to the last seat and sat down.
Yeluhong said to everyone: "In the front, there are only less than 30,000 defenders at Yanmen Pass. Whoever kills more will get more things in the back."
"Ten people are fighting for one head. Don't say that I didn't remind you."
The spies reported that there were at most 50,000 troops at Yanmen Pass, but Yeluhong deliberately said less and let them rob them.
"Why is it only 30,000? It's not enough for us to share."
"I'm leaving first without waiting for you."
"How can this be done? We have to set off together. It's not fair."
The barbarians feel like they are trying to steal someone's head.
Yeluhong shouted: "We can't start first, we must go together. When we get to Yanmen Pass, everyone will rely on their abilities. I will ensure fairness!"
All the leaders felt that Yeluhong was right.
"Okay, let's eat and drink enough today and set off early tomorrow morning!"
