The royal convoy, the common caravan, and the army guarded, this time Li Shimin went out to parade, and the number was no less than Han Yue's original 100,000 people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the huge team went out of Yanmen Pass, all the way to the north, the chariots and horses Xiao Xiao, and suddenly it was seven or eight days past, and it was less than ten miles away from the mutual market.

Li Shimin stood on top of the car with his hands in his hands, his eyes were extremely far away, the sky was high and the earth was wide, and the clouds were light and the wind was light. This is his splendid country, with that stinky boy's mutual market sitting here, even the border pass is under control.

A pride was born.

The emperor was looking to the north, but Jieli was talking about the south.

Things in the world are so coincidental that the two emperors of the world once again set their sights on the same place on the same day - the mutual market!

After the Weishui Alliance, Jieli's big tent moved south to settle in Dingxiang, which also belonged to Shanxi in later generations, less than 200 miles away from Han Yue's mutual market. If you are fast and the horse is rushing, you can go back and forth twice in one day and one night.

He is still full of ambition and wants to conquer the Central Plains at any time.

However, now there is a stumbling block on the road, which he didn't pay attention to at first, but recently he feels that this stumbling block is getting harder and harder, and if he doesn't kick it away, he won't have to kick it away in the future.

Since ancient times, the male has a vicious temperament, and he doesn't like to have people sleeping soundly on the side of the couch the most, and on this day Jieli held a meeting in the big tent, ready to listen to the opinions of the audience.

It's okay not to listen to it, but I'm full of anger when I hear it. The Turkic nobles who responded to the invitation actually praised Han Yue's mutual market, you say how many iron pots my tribe has changed, how much grain he has exchanged for my tribe, everyone has a big smile on their eyebrows, and there is no ferocity of the steppe wolf clan to plunder for beauty.

Enraged, Jieli almost wanted to draw his sword and cut these nobles. The Turks have lost their wolf nature, so how can they crisscross the desert steppe?

Fortunately, there were reasonable people in the big tent, and Wang Lingyun suddenly jumped out to support him.

"Honorable Jieli Khan, tribal leaders, the contemptible people have a word in their throats, and they don't know whether to say it or not." Wang Lingyun's eyes were blazing, and he slowly stood up from the ground, standing with his hands held high.

Few nobles in the sweat tent were willing to take care of him, everyone should eat and drink, one of the nobles was carrying half a roast leg of mutton in his hand, and snorted coldly while sharpening it with a knife: "If you don't want to talk about it, don't talk about it, you are just good at it, and you don't have a little color in your stomach." Hmph, what did you offer to the Great Khan last time, what were the three strategies of Pingnan, and what was the result? Farts don't use ......"

Wang Lingyun smiled slightly, he glanced at the Turkic nobleman who spoke, not only did not refute, but nodded at this person, quite a bit of self-cultivation.

Jieli laughed and said: "Lingyun Gongzi has a lot of luck in his belly, and he was not at fault with Pingnan's three strategies last time, and all the responsibility lies with Ben Khan." Come on, let's raise the wine bottle and drink a glass, and by the way, listen to what Lingyun Gongzi has to say. ”

The khan toasted, and the nobles could not refuse, and everyone took the wine bottle and drank it all. Wang Lingyun stood in the middle with his hands in his hands, and suddenly said: "You only know how to drink heartily, aren't you afraid of dying in front of you?" ”

This was a bit alarmist, and the Turkic nobles in the big tent were all stunned, and Jieli's eyes flickered: "What is the meaning of Lingyun Gongzi's words?" ”

Wang Lingyun smiled faintly and said, "It doesn't have any deep meaning, it just feels that the Turkic extermination is not a source!" He glanced at Jieli, then swept everyone again, and did not wait for everyone to open his mouth to question, and then said: "You are all grassland heroes, you should have heard the saying that no one is allowed to sleep on the side of the couch, why do you let the Han people's mutual market grow rapidly?" ”

"Because there are many materials in the mutual market, they can provide our people with the necessities of life." A Turkic nobleman stood up and said coldly: "In the past, the clansmen had nowhere to exchange for salt, iron and other things, but now with the Han people's mutual market, we only need to drive the cattle and sheep to go." Whether it is salt, tea bricks or iron pot grain, as long as you are willing to exchange anything, you can get it. ”

"Why do you want to change it?" Wang Lingyun asked rhetorically, and said leisurely: "The Turks are wolves, shouldn't wolves rob things if they want them?" Why do you want to exchange the cattle and sheep that you have worked so hard to graze......

The Turkic nobleman was slightly stunned, and it took a long time before he said: "The exchange of materials in the mutual market is stipulated in the Weishui Covenant, and the Great Khan and the Emperor of the Central Plains swear an oath to kill the white horse and point to the sky, how can we still rob it?" ”

"Hahaha!" Wang Lingyun laughed wildly and shouted, "What a joke! However, a paper covenant killed a white-haired old horse, and it actually restrained the ferocity of millions of steppe wolf clans. This is truly the world's first irony. ”

Jieli's eyes were blazing, and he suddenly interjected: "Then according to Ling Yun's meaning, what should my Turkic clan do?" ”

"Rob!" Wang Lingyun's eyes were cold, and he said viciously: "The mutual market is prosperous, the materials are abundant, and the Great Khan can lead the elite soldiers to raid it." Ling Yun once remembered that you said that the Han people are also vassals of the Turks, although Ling Yun is a Han Chinese, he admires the words of the Khan very much. The mutual market is the material distribution place that the Han people have painstakingly developed, and as long as we plunder it once every few months, why can't we grab a large amount of materials? ”

Jieli's heart was hot, but on the surface, he pretended to be suspicious, and frowned: "Isn't this move tearing up the covenant?" Ben Khan is a steppe eagle, and he does not want to be laughed at. ”

Wang Lingyun snorted lightly and said coldly: "Who would know? Who knows? The steppe cavalry comes and goes like the wind, and the elite of the headquarters under your command is particularly swift, so you only need to take a surprise attack to rush to the market, and then only grab supplies and do not kill people, and you will definitely be able to grab a lot of cymbals. ”

Jieli kept nodding his head, and suddenly asked again: "Why do you only grab supplies and don't kill people?" What is the rationale for this? ”

"Naturally, it's for captivity and harvesting!" Wang Lingyun smiled slightly, and said leisurely: "The Great Khan will never think about grabbing it once and then stop!" The rapid development momentum of the mutual market has already swept the entire grassland and affected the Western Regions, how can such a place of wealth be snatched up at one time? What we need to do is not to kill chickens and collect eggs, but to harvest them every once in a while. In this way, we can ensure a steady flow of wealth, and when the Great Khan wants money, money, and soldiers, why can't he dominate the world? ”

"Aha!" Jieli looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, suddenly stood up from the big tent, and said loudly: "Ben Khan has Lingyun Gongzi alone, and he can be a hundred thousand male soldiers." His eyes were full of eagerness, and his eyes burned to look at the nobles in the big tent and said, "The prosperity of the mutual market has long been longed for by Ben Khan. When the sun rises tomorrow, I will personally lead 20,000 elite horsemen to raid it, and you will all praise the prosperity of the mutual market, and Ben Khan wants to grab one for you to see......"

Everyone in the sweat tent looked at each other, listening to the meaning of Jieli, the Great Khan only brought his own soldiers and horses to rob the mutual market this time, and he obviously wanted to eat alone.

Wang Lingyun looked at Jieli who was laughing wildly in the sky, and a wisp of murderous intent quietly flashed in his eyes, just because he hid it well and was not discovered.

"Laugh! Laugh! When your headquarters is reduced again and again, I don't know if you can still laugh, do you really think that Han Yue is easy to grab? ”

Wang Lingyun didn't have a good heart at all!

He has long been eyeing Jieli's status, and this time his advice seems to be for Jieli, but its fundamental purpose is to weaken Jieli's soldiers and horses.

The grassland forces are all patchwork of various tribes, and the reason why Jieli was able to become the Great Khan was because his tribe was the largest, with 20,000 of the most elite cavalry.

If Wang Lingyun wants to kill Jieli, he must first destroy the 20,000 elite horsemen in Jieli's hands. Although he himself was unarmed, he could use Han Yue's power.

No one understands Han Yue's ferocity better than Wang Lingyun, not to mention the power of the cannon in his hand, the three thousand Xuanjia iron horses that Li Shimin handed over to Han Yue are enough for Jieli to drink a pot.

Although the Turks are a horse people, the Xuanjia cavalry established by Li Shimin is more fierce than the Turkic soldiers, not only the knights are covered with armor all over their bodies, but even the war horses have armor.

Three thousand against twenty thousand, it seems that Jieli has the upper hand, but there are no absolutes in the world, and Wang Lingyun is very optimistic about Jieli's trip.

"Although you can't be wiped out by this trip, at least you will suffer a big loss." Wang Lingyun's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth quietly revealed a faint smile.

His hand can be called a poisonous plan to kill two birds with one stone. If Jieli succeeds, then it is Han Yue who suffers. If Han Yue resisted the snatch, it would mean that Jieli would fail.

Regardless of whether Han Yue suffered a loss or Jieli failed, it would be good for him Wang Lingyun. Little by little, he was convinced that he could succeed.

That night, Jieli gathered the soldiers and horses of his headquarters, and ordered to set up a bonfire to kill cattle and sheep, so that the soldiers could all have a full meal.

The pre-war meal was the most lucrative, and these cavalrymen ate all their mouths full of oil, and then Jieli ordered that the soldiers and horses should not be disbanded, and they recuperated directly by the campfire.

At sunrise, he will send troops.

……

Li Shimin's royal convoy was still advancing, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound of iron hooves in front of him, and he saw a knight flying horse galloping wildly, shouting as he ran: "Report to Your Majesty, five miles ahead, you have seen the mutual market." ”

With his wild shouts, the huge convoy suddenly became agitated. After three months of trekking, the mutual market outside the customs finally arrived.

The cavalry was still galloping, and finally approached the emperor's frame, he turned over and dismounted and knelt on one knee, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the mutual market outside the border has arrived, according to which it is less than five miles away, the Marquis of Jingyang heard that you are coming in person, and he is leading three thousand Xuanjia iron horsemen to greet him." ”

Li Shimin slowly walked out of the car, stood on the frame and asked lightly: "Did he only bring 3,000 Xuanjia soldiers to greet him?" ”

The cavalryman hurriedly shook his head and explained, "There are more than 3,000 soldiers, and there are 70,000 or 80,000 people behind them. It was only because the Marquis of Jingyang was shocked that His Majesty was coming, so he didn't have time to prepare for the greeting, so he could only stand in front first, and those people were in the rear. ”

Li Shimin smiled slightly, and suddenly said to the eldest grandson's phoenix: "Can the queen hear, this stinky boy finally understands some etiquette, and he is no longer the stunned young man he used to be." ”

There was a low sigh from the queen's car, whenever the child grows up, the hearts of parents will always be inexplicably lost.