Chapter One Thousand and Sixty-Five

"You're right, it's a pity that Father Khan was also carried away by those rumors that spread to the grassland, and I didn't expect that this was a big trap set by the Tang people for Father Khan and me." Mo Li Khan took a deep breath, and couldn't help but complain with some indignation.

Looking at the father Khan who pushed away all the sins, Tukun opened his mouth to say something, and after thinking about it, he decided not to touch the moldy head of his father Khan at this time.

Mo Li Khan was indignant and complained viciously there, while Tukun occasionally echoed a few words weakly on the side, but he was really unable to cooperate with his father to complain together, after all, he couldn't personally accompany him, plus, in fact, in this battle, his own father was too arrogant, and he actually thought about dividing the troops into three ways at the beginning, and he obviously had an advantage over the Tang army, but the problem is that if you have an advantage, you have to find a way to turn the advantage into victory.

If it is said that it is commanded by itself, it only needs to divide the troops into two ways and advance slowly, even if the Tang army has 100,000, they can't suddenly attack and swallow the 80,000 army, then first, it should be the Tang army that is really encircled.

Of course, Tu Kun's thoughts can only be said to be a typical hindsight, but, at least with Tu Kun's caution, it is very likely that he will do this, but if he really does this, Duan Dagongzi has so many firearms in stock, it is definitely not a joke, but it is true that winning will not be as smooth as what happened before.

After roaring angrily and venting his indignation fiercely, Mo Li Khan finally felt a lot more relaxed, at least under Yunzhou City, and on the way back, the depression that had accumulated in his heart erupted a lot with anger.

Turning his head and looking at his son, who still seemed very quiet, Mo Li Khan sighed lightly, walked over, patted Tukun's shoulder, and looked directly at Tukun with burning eyes. "My son, can Father Khan trust you?"

"Father Khan, sons are willing to swear a poisonous oath to the Celestial Wolf God. There will never be a betrayal of you, not before, and not after. If I had that kind of thought, my son, my grandson, would have died with the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart......" Tukun slowly prostrated himself to the ground, raised his hand with red eyes, and swore loudly to the sky.

"Okay, get up, it's not that Father Khan doesn't want to believe you, but you, a child, are too reluctant to communicate with Father Khan, so that Father Khan doesn't understand what you want to do and what you want......" Hearing such a poisonous oath, Mo Li Khan couldn't help but be shocked, and quickly reached out to help him up Tukun, looking at this son with red eyes and a face full of grievances and unwillingness, Mo Li Khan smiled bitterly.

Tukun lowered his head, his heart was full of resentment, why didn't he want to communicate with you, obviously a child wanted to communicate with you, but when did you want to communicate with me, a son?

Since I was ten years old, it seems that you, the father, always look at yourself with a sense of disgust, what else can you do for me as a son?

Mo Li Khan also seemed to notice the awkward silence in the tent, sighed lightly, took Tukun's hand, and walked to the iron stove where the kettle was boiling and steaming. "Well, Father Khan has indeed done a lot in the past, and he has not done very well, so it is rare for us to have a good exchange with each other."

"But now, our royal family has suffered great losses in this battle, and among the soldiers belonging to our royal family, nearly 30,000 have died on the battlefield, and in the hands of Li Zhaoyang, there are still 50,000 of our prisoners of war. Now, in order to allow those captured Qihu warriors to return safely, Father Khan has to swear with Li Zhaoyang that he will never invade each other when he kills the white horse......"

"However, this is just an agreement between Father Khan and Li Zhaoyang, not you, nor your ninth brother and your eldest brother and Datang." Speaking of this, Mo Li Khan's tone suddenly became extremely fierce.

"Father Khan, sons understand that Datang has always been my enemy of Qihu, and when the enemy is strong, we must choose to avoid its edge and accumulate strength, when we are strong, it should be the unlucky day of Datang." Tukun nodded deeply and replied understandingly.

"Yes, that's exactly the reason, but now, it is our most difficult and difficult time, alas, a full 50,000 Qihu warriors fell into the hands of Li Zhaoyang, and now, we need a full 250,000 slaves, as well as countless cattle and horses, in exchange for those warriors."

Hearing this, Tu Kun couldn't help but gasp, and Huo Ran stood up. "Father Khan, this, how is this possible, how dare they make such a request?"

"Why don't they? Our Qihu grassland is not as good as the Tang Dynasty, we have almost 40,000 dead, which is already considered to be a broken nerve, and if the 50,000 warriors are not redeemed now, not only will our strength be damaged, but the prestige of the royal family will also be greatly damaged, the important thing is ...... And those barbarians further north of ours have always been undead to my Qihu steppes......" Mo Li Khan sighed deeply.

The days of Chihu are not so easy, there are also enemies around, and the hardest time on the grassland is winter. Every winter, a large number of livestock die during a blizzard, and countless old and sick people also die tragically in the cold.

Now, without the help of nearly 90,000 young people, this winter, countless herders will have an even more difficult time. But now, the blizzard weather has come, and it is impossible to complete the first batch of hostage redemption in winter, so we can only hope that this winter will end soon, and spring will come sooner.

In this way, they would have the opportunity to drive the slaves and cattle and horses to ransom the hostages, so that the Chihu steppe would not be too weak to be invaded by more brutal opponents.

Hearing the words of his father Khan, Tukun could only nod helplessly, indeed, for the grassland, every life, especially the life of the young and strong, is extremely precious. And taking out so many slaves in exchange for those Chihu warriors is no longer a matter of whether it is still a matter of whether it is still worth it, but it is already a height of political correctness.

If you stand up and express your opposition, then you will inevitably become the target. Therefore, Tukun also has to admit that this can only be a helpless way. "The Tang people are really vicious, even if we exchange those 50,000 warriors, but we have also lost more than 200,000 laborers, for our Qihu, this is definitely a lot of nerve-wracking ......"

"I don't know about this, but now, there is no way to do it......" Mo Li Khan smiled bitterly, raised his eyes, and looked at Tukun. Do you know who is the presiding officer of the negotiations in Datang this time? ”

Tukun shook his head helplessly and smiled. "This, Erchen really doesn't know, Erchen just knows that our army has been frustrated, and even the news is not clear, after all, it doesn't mean that everyone is willing to talk to Erchen......"

Mo Li Khan patted his son's shoulder a little embarrassed, and then said slowly. "It's the same young man you sent him over last time to save Father Khan's life."

"Duan Shaojun?!" Tukun couldn't help but be stunned, and his face turned bitter. "It's ...... him"

"Yes, it's that kid, okay, my son, Father Khan knows, he not only deceived Father Khan, but also you, Father Khan thought for a long time, if my son really wants to secretly collude with Datang, how can he ......" Mo Li Khan patted Tukun's shoulder again, and said apologetically in his heart.

Yes, if it weren't for Tukun to send that kid, I am afraid that he would have died at that time, how could he have the opportunity to lead the army to conquer Yunzhou again, although the war failed, but this is not all bad, at least let Mo Li Khan understand his son's good intentions.

Although there are still some questions that have not been considered, Mo Li Khan knows very well that at least, those questions that he wants to understand are enough to prove that this son does not have the deep malice of trying to kill himself.

And what he thinks may be the same as Narahan and Hassan, who are eager to inherit this position and become the khan of the Khan on the Khuhu steppe after a hundred years.

It's just that I figured it out a little late, and the important thing is that I was completely misled by those damn Tang people. And this kid is afraid that this kid is just a pawn used by those Tang people.

However, he didn't dare not say it, after all, he was concerned about the safety of his father Khan, well, Moli Khan finally found a reason to explain and excuse Rahan.