In Wuyan's big tent, a fierce debate is unfolding, that is, whether to send troops to chase and stop Lu Peng.

"Big brother, we have to attack." At Wuyan's military meeting, Xiao Seventeen stood up and talked eloquently, and he reversed his image of cowardice and incompetence in the past, and became impassioned and high-spirited.

Because of the 20,000 elites, they were completely annihilated by the other party within an hour, so that the current soldiers of the Wuyan tribe began to be afraid of Lu Peng.

Especially the warriors of the little prince, so that the inheritance of this tribe, there is no successor, according to the principle of brother to brother, now Wuyan will inherit the throne after that, there are two candidates, the most powerful two marshals and five marshals.

Of course, in the eyes of everyone, Xiao Seventeen does not have this qualification, not only because Xiao Seventeen is weak, but also because the tribe he leads is also very weak.

In such an environment, the second and fifth children began to implement the strategy of preserving their strength, preparing to have the strength to defeat each other in a possible battle for the throne, so even if it is a reckless old five, they have to settle down, and they will not mention a word about the war, even if someone mentions it, they will shirk it in every way.

At this time, Xiao Seventeen suddenly stood up and asked such a question, Wu Yan looked at his little brother playfully, and then asked lightly: "The last time we failed miserably, did you forget it in a blink of an eye?" ”

Xiao Seventeen arched his hand and said: "How can I forget the last fiasco?" However, the current situation also requires us to attack, otherwise we will sit idly by. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Wu Yan began to teach this little brother who suddenly became sensible.

Xiao Seventeen stood in the big tent and talked eloquently: "Han thieves, invade my territory, kill my people, as the king of the tribe, we have the responsibility to expel and destroy them, and at the same time, we also have the obligation to avenge the people who died unjustly under the butcher's knife of the Han thieves, so that we can cut off the ambition of the Han thieves to peep into my territory in the future, and at the same time, we can also win the hearts of the people of the tribe and reinvigorate their morale." ”

Wu Yan nodded, very pleased with this little brother's foresight, "This proposal is a good idea, if the Han people see that they can be bullied, then they will not bully us at any time in the future?" If our people are allowed to be killed, who will demand our protection and contribute tribute to our dependence? ”

"Another point, that is, if we shrink here like this, our cattle and sheep will not have a lot of space to graze, and we will not be able to raise autumn fat, so that in winter, our cattle, sheep and horses will die in large numbers, which will be a catastrophic consequence."

As soon as such a question was raised, the people who were full of tents at that time gasped. This is the key to the matter, now my tribe of more than 100,000 people, with millions of livestock and horses, if you just stick to this small place, even if the grass roots are gnawed, you can't let those livestock survive, this is the most serious reality.

But at this time, in order to preserve his strength, Lao Wu still didn't want to send troops, so he proposed: "The Han people are out of the fortress, and it is not only our Wuyan tribe that is attacking, but the entire Wuhuan, so we should report this matter to Bandun and ask him to send troops to solve it." ”

"Yes, yes, please send troops." One by one, the people in the tent cried out.

Xiao Seventeen shook his head slightly: "Did you forget to lure the wolf into the room?" Have you forgotten the truth that it is easy to invite God and difficult to send God? ”

The big tent, which had been noisy just now, fell silent again.

The contradiction between the Wuyan Department and the royal court of Badun is well known, if you really ask Badun to send troops, maybe Badun has not yet fought with the Han thieves, so he will occupy this camp by the way, and when the time comes, everyone will still be a king, handsome, it is good to be a slave, and it is the most likely to be cut off by the head.

"Send troops, you must send troops to fight the thieves to the death." Wu Yan knocked the table with his fist, and then glanced at the soldiers in the big tent majestically, in his eyes, all the generals were able to shut up and obey the order, this is not only Wu Yan's prestige is still there, the main thing is that things are really forced to this step.

At this time, Xiao Seventeen once again loudly agreed: "Since the army is sent for the whole clan, although my tribe is small, I dare not lag behind, I will send a thousand warriors to follow the king to fight." ”

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar.

Xiao Seventeen's entire tribe of men and women combined, is only five thousand old and weak women and children, can send a thousand soldiers, that is already all the men, seeing Xiao Seventeen so generous and heroic, all the people can't help but feel guilty.

The men of the grassland are honest, and they respect the heroes who are responsible. Just this time, all the eyes that looked at the original cowardly little seventeen were filled with admiration and respect.

Wuyan was very satisfied with Xiao Seventeen's actions, and in the end, after some bargaining, Wuyan's headquarters sent 10,000 troops, the second brother and the fifth brother each sent 5,000 troops, and other tribes also contributed more or less, and finally formed a coalition of 40,000, which is almost all the elite of the tribe.

Wuyan can't go to war, he wants to sit in the headquarters, he is seventeen years young, so this time the coalition army is led by the high-spirited two marshals after the victory, and once again sacrifices to the gods of all walks of life, and sends troops south to find the Han army for a decisive battle.

However, this time the troops were not the same as before.

In the past dispatches, the troops were always cheering constantly, their expressions relaxed and excited, and the soldiers were full of confidence in victory and desire for victory.

But this time, for some unknown reason, the marching procession was dull, and almost all of them drooped their heads and rode on their horses.

There are many reasons for this, the total annihilation of the army last time did not actually have much negative impact on this team, the main thing is the nature of this expedition.

The battlefield of this expedition is within his own territory, so it is destined that this expedition will be a sacrifice in vain and no harvest of plunder.

The warriors of the steppe people have no military salary and pension, and all the gains are based on capture, that is to say, this time not only will they fight in vain, but what is more fatal is that they can only consider themselves unlucky if they are killed in battle and injured in battle.

This is okay, but also because, this time not only is it destined not to be seized, but everyone's eating, drinking, and chewing also need to be prepared by their own tribes, this is a real loss of money and life, in this way, where do you have any enthusiasm? Low morale is inevitable.

Looking at such a team, Wu Yan couldn't help but sigh and pulled Xiao Seventeen back to his big tent, because he still had a lot of things to do.

(End of chapter)