Mu Yun'an said: "I heard that food in the Mobei Central Plains is more expensive than cattle, sheep and horses.
Therefore, we must work hard to ensure that people in Mobei can eat food from the Central Plains, and people in the Central Plains can also eat beef and mutton from Mobei."
These words ignited the fighting spirit in everyone's hearts. This is why they came here in the first place.
It is their mission to make the world no longer divided by national boundaries and make people feel like one family.
"Okay, let's work together."
Yuan Jiahe raised the sweet potato in his hand with a proud look.
When everyone saw this, they also raised it up one after another. A group of them gathered around the campfire, eating sweet potatoes, talking about their dreams, and having fun.
The next day.
King Mobei lost three princes at once, and his half-white hair turned all white overnight.
When Xuandu came in, he saw the vicissitudes of life on King Mobei's face. He had lost three sons and one daughter in a short period of time, and anyone else would have been sick long ago.
But King Mobei was still holding on, knowing that he could not fall.
Xuan Du met him and said politely: "Father, you are looking for me."
King Mobei looked at him, nodded and said: "In a few days, our Mobei annual warrior conference will be held. I want to leave this conference to you."
Xuandu said: "I'm new to you. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle such a big responsibility."
King Mobei frowned: "It's time for you to share my worries. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long. Mobei will have to rely on you in the future."
Xuandu lowered his head and responded, "Yes."
King Mobei looked at him, and the corners of his lips moved slightly as if he had something to say, but in the end he sighed and asked: "Boss, third and fourth, have their funeral arrangements been settled?
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Xuandu replied: "The arrangements have been made. The causes of death of the three princes have not been made public. They are only declared to be accidents."
He knew that the King of Mobei was good at saving face, and it was a trivial matter for the brothers to fight against each other. The key point was that the eldest prince and the third prince had evil deeds. Once the people of Mobei knew about it, it would definitely cause riots.
King Mobei couldn't afford to lose face, so he could only rely on accidents. Of course, whether the people believed it or not was another matter.
Thinking of his three sons, King Mobei felt heartbroken. He was not a good king, nor a good father.
But before he was buried, a clean Mobei must be handed over to his son.
King Mobei took a deep breath and said, "Go and do your work."
Xuandu bowed and turned to leave. After he left, King Mobei announced the arrival of Hu Yanshang.
Seeing that King Mobei was so haggard, Hu Yanshang advised him: "My lord, you must take care of yourself."
King Mobei smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't die yet. Now the Warriors Conference will start soon, but our people haven't caught the wolf yet. I want to leave this matter to Lie'er, but I'm afraid of you
I can’t bear to part with it.”
Hu Yanshang's eyes darkened, and he hurriedly asked: "What did the king say? I'm going to tell Lie'er and ask him to go to Langyuan and have a look."
Their Mobei Warriors Conference had a wolf fight at the end.
The wolves needed for wolf fighting were caught from the wolf plains using traps.
However, the team responsible for catching wolves this year said that the wolves did not fall into the trap.
Without the wolf, this Warriors Conference would be meaningless.
Hu Yanshang knew that King Mobei wanted his son to go into danger. The reason why Wolf Plains was called Wolf Plains was because it was a place where wolves roamed.
If you are not careful, you may be buried in the belly of a wolf.