The Turks were originally the forging slaves of the Xianbei people, the lord of the grassland, and made iron tools for the Xianbei people, and had a high skill in smelting.

Rouran's power rose to prominence, but Rouran's strength was only temporary, and it was soon defeated by the sharply equipped Turks, and when Emperor Wen of Sui unified the world, the Turks also grew to become the lords of the steppe.

With the strength of the Great Sui Empire, it inevitably collided with the equally powerful Turks, and several wars between the Turkic Empire and the Great Sui ended in disastrous defeats, and the Great Sui changed its strategy, so that the Turks were finally disintegrated by Yang Jian's strategy of division and split into two major forces, the East and the West.

After the Qiming Khan was supported by the Sui Dynasty to ascend the throne of Khan, he surrendered to the Great Sui and was always full of gratitude to the Great Sui, which was also the period when the Great Sui and the Turks had the closest relationship.

However, with the death of Qiming Khan, his son Ashina Duji ascended the throne and became Shibi Khan, the relationship between the Great Sui and the Turks gradually became cold again.

Especially with the gradual rise of civil strife in the Sui Dynasty and the weakening of the defense against the Turks, the powerful Turks, who have millions of armor soldiers, will inevitably have the idea of non-division and begin to peep into the south.

However, at this time, the balance between the two countries has not been broken, Shibi Khan still hindered his father's will and did not tear his face with the Sui Dynasty, the relationship between the two countries is in a subtle change, there are no major disputes, but all kinds of small actions continue to occur.

The Turkic royal court is located in the golden area of the Mobei steppe, with the Yudujin Mountains to the west, the Kent Mountains to the east, and the sparkling North Sea in the north, which was later known as Lake Baikal.

There are several major water systems distributed on the grassland for thousands of miles between the two mountain ranges, and with the moisture of water, the grassland on the thousands of miles of grassland is rich and beautiful, and it has become the richest heavenly holy land of the grassland people for thousands of years.

Whether it was the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Rouran, Turkic, Uighur, or later Mongolian, as long as they became the masters of the steppe, this would inevitably be the seat of the royal court, and today, it is called Ulaanbaatar.

The Turkic royal court is located on the banks of the Egen River, and nearly half of the Turkic people live within a radius of 300 li.

In the middle of the tens of thousands of Turkic tents, there is a huge golden-domed dome tent, which is the Turkic king's tent, surrounded by tens of thousands of Turkic warriors to guard.

At this time, in the king's tent, knelt a burly captain, who bowed his head deeply and looked full of fear.

The young Shibi Khan was hurrying back and forth with his hands in his hands, and although he was not angry, the attendants and guards around him were trembling with fear, and they all knew that the terrible thing about the khan was not his anger, but his ruthlessness and viciousness without saying a word.

Shibi Khan was not tall, carrying a huge head on his broad shoulders, a wide forehead, a large purple face, a flat nose, and a pair of slender eyes that always flashed with cunning, but at this time there was no cunning in his eyes, but a terrifying viciousness, like a poisonous snake at the moment when it was about to attack.

"Please Khan give the lowly a chance again!" The captain who was kneeling on the ground said in a trembling voice.

His name is Mo Zhuo, and he is also a member of the Ashina family of the Turkic royal lineage, and is one of the eight commanders under the account of Shibi Khan, in charge of 10,000 guards.

Last year, when the Sui Emperor Yang Guang again led hundreds of thousands of troops to attack Goguryeo, the Goguryeo royal court, which was already unsupportable, was terrified, and begged the Turks to send troops to support, and expressed their willingness to send all the materials left by the Sui army to the Turks.

The first batch of supplies was 300,000 pieces of armor, including 100,000 swords, 100,000 spears, and 100,000 sets of armor, all of which were left over from the Sui army in the First Goryeo War.

Shibi Khan sent Mo Clumsy to lead an army to receive these weapons, but these weapons mysteriously disappeared after entering the steppe, along with hundreds of carts transporting weapons and 500 Goguryeo soldiers.

It was the responsibility of the grinding clumsy, and it was his army that was responsible for receiving the convoy, but he was derelict in his duties, and Shibi Khan gave him two chances to find the armor, but the grinding was nothing.

Shibi Khan shook his head, "Even if I give you ten chances, you won't find it, because you don't take it to heart at all. ”

He stepped forward, stared at Mo Clumsy gloomily, and said, "Do you know how I deal with my subordinates who don't go my way? ”

The grinding clumsiness trembled with fright, and his teeth clicked, "Again.... Give me again.... One chance. ”

Shibi Khan waved his hand, "Push him down and skin him to make a drum!" ”

More than a dozen soldiers rushed forward like wolves and tigers, and dragged them out, and the grinding clumsy also let go, yelling, "Duji, you want to swallow my tribe, and I won't let you go if I am a ghost!" ”

"Humph! You're right, drag me down. ”

The soldiers dragged the grinding down, and the grinding and scolding continued, and the Shibi Khan seemed to have eaten a good meal, and his mood was a little relaxed, after all, there were tens of thousands of people in the grinding tribe, so it could be regarded as a little compensation for himself!

At this time, Shi Shu Huxi, the favorite minister of the military division next to him, said with a smile: "Congratulations to the Khan for taking over a large tribe again." ”

Shibi Khan squinted and smiled, "It's your credit, if it weren't for your advice, how would I have found an excuse to kill him?" ”

But thinking of the hundreds of thousands of pieces of armor that disappeared inexplicably, Shibi Khan's brows furrowed again, and the anger that had just subsided rose again, he walked a few steps with his hands in his hands, and asked Shi Shu Huxi, "What about the 300,000 armor?" ”

Shi Shu Huxi said with a smile: "Khan, I deduce that the disappearance of the armor must be related to the Baye Ancient Division, in fact, the armor is not important, finding an excuse to eradicate this Tongsui Baye Ancient Department is the key, as long as we find evidence of the hidden armor of the Baye Ancient Division, we can launch a war against the Baye Ancient Division, so that other Tiele tribes have nothing to say, this is the most important thing." ”

Shibi Khan nodded, "You are right, the ancient tribe of Baye secretly communicated with the Great Sui, which made me hate it deeply, if it is not destroyed, it will not be conducive to my Turkic expansion to Kulun Lake, nor will it be conducive to my absorption of the population of the Great Sui." ”

"When it comes to absorbing the population of the Great Sui, there are two suggestions for lowly positions."

"Tell me about it!"

Shi Shu Huxi said slowly: "The first suggestion is to block the western trade route and force the Great Sui merchants to take the eastern trade route, so that a large number of Sui Dynasty fugitives from Hebei can follow the merchants into the Turks. ”

"Well said, and then?"

"Then it's a two-pronged approach, the lowly will continue to find the whereabouts of that batch of armor and seize the evidence of the ancient department of Baye, on the other hand, the khan can use the power of Jinshan Palace to block the trade route, of course, you can also let them go to find that batch of armor, and I believe that they will be happy."

Shibi Khan pondered for a moment, and immediately ordered: "Quickly invite the high priest to come to me!" ”

The Turks practiced shamanism, and the shaman high priest was the second most important person in the Turks after Shibi Khan.

After a while, a tall old man was brought into the king's tent by the guards, this old man was named Mo Aaron, he was not a Turk, but from the far west, and his appearance was completely different from that of the wide-faced and delicate Turks, he had deep eyes and a high nose, and his eyes were pale blue.

Mo Yalun was originally a national teacher of Rouran, who had been preaching in the steppe for more than 40 years, and had great prestige among the various ethnic groups in the steppe, and it was his support for the Qiming Khan that enabled the Qiming Khan to finally unify the various Turkic tribes in the east.

Mo Aaron entered the tent and bowed with his palms together, "Honorable Great Khan, there is something I need to serve." ”

Shibi Khan didn't dare to put up a stand in front of him, so he hurriedly invited him to sit down, and personally served him cheese and mare's milk wine, and sighed and said, "It's still because of last year's incident." ”

"Haven't you found those weapons yet?"

Shibi Khan shook his head and said worriedly: "That batch of weapons is very important to me, with that batch of weapons, I can attack the Sui Dynasty within a year-"

"But what excuse did the Khan use to march south?"

"The excuse is easy to find, and even I can make it myself, the key is that the strength is insufficient, since Yang Guang ascended the throne, the import of pig iron to the Turks has been blocked, so that our equipment has always been difficult to keep up, although the army is numerous, the equipment is far from being comparable to the Sui army, so I have not been able to make up my mind to go south."

Mo Aaron nodded and smiled: "So that batch of armor is very important to the Khan!" ”

"Exactly!"

Shibi Khan slammed his fist on the table, gritted his teeth and said: "Who intercepted those weapons, if I find out, I will have to crush him to ashes!" ”

Mo Aaron thought for a moment and said: "This news has spread, and some caravans from the south know the news, it is estimated that there will be many people plotting this batch of weapons, and the Khan will have to take necessary measures." ”

Shibi Khan was waiting for this sentence, he knew that Mo Aaron had long wanted to block the Han trade routes on the Western Front, and then give up the opportunity to do business to the Sogdians in the West, and now let him take the initiative to propose, and he could push the boat to get this favor.

Shibi Khan respectfully bowed and said: "The high priest said very reasonably, I am worried that other Turkic tribes will have ideas about that batch of weapons, so I plan to announce that this batch of weapons has been found, as for the Western Front trade route, the high priest is willing to block me and have no objection, but I also want to ask the high priest to help find this batch of weapons for me." ”

Mo Aaron smiled slightly, "The Khan has an order, how can I not obey it, I will let the Jinshan Palace do this matter, I believe they will gain." ”

Shibi Khan was overjoyed, "Then please high priest!" ”

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Moaaron was ostensibly a Turkic high priest and a religious priest, but in fact he secretly had his own power.

Although the priests could not establish a formal army, they had a powerful armed force of several thousand men, and established an organization to lead this force, which was called Hanerduo Egen, which translated into Chinese name is Jinshan Palace.

Jinshan Palace is also one of the four major forces in the world, North Jinshan, Xiwu River, East Bohai, Nanjiang Zuo, they represent the two Jin Dynasty and the Northern and Southern Dynasties at the end of the four major regimes that ruled the world, Rouran, Northern Zhou, Northern Qi, and Southern Chen.

Jinshan Palace is located in the easternmost part of the Jinshan Mountains, located in a large area of majestic mountains, it is actually a palace in a canyon, but the leader is surprisingly a Han Chinese, no one knows his origin, nor does he know his name, everyone calls him Mr. Beijing.

Mr. Beijing is about thirty years old, tall and thin, always wears a snow-white robe, looks very elegant and elegant, and speaks very gently, he has never seen him angry, but none of his thousands of subordinates are afraid of him.

There were more than 3,800 warriors under the Jinshan Palace, with complex origins, including Turkic people, Tiele tribesmen, Han Chinese, Khitans, Murwei people, and even Sogdians and Persians from the West.

Mr. Beijing divided his subordinates into eight divisions, the leader of each department was called the commander, and the following was a team of fifty people, with a centurion, and the structure was very tight.

In the Dan room paved with white jade in the depths of Jinshan Palace, Mr. Beijing sat cross-legged in front of the window, his black hair was scattered over his shoulders, and his hands were placed in a circle on the dantian, and he was meditating with his eyes closed.

At this time, a tall and athletic Han man walked into the Danfang quickly, he was wearing leather armor, broad shoulders and thin waist, strong arms, and sharp eyes, as if he was like a leopard, full of explosive power.

He knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice: "The third commander Liang Shi is all sir!" ”

"I have something for you to do!" Mr. Beijing's voice is low, but it is irresistible.

"Please sir!"

"Close all the northbound trade routes, and those who forcibly go north, kill!"

"Obey the order!"

"Go ahead!"

Master Liang bowed and left the Danfang quickly.

At this time, Mr. Beijing slowly opened his eyes, there was a kind of expectation in his clear eyes, and his empty voice sounded in the room, "Wuchuan Mansion, will you come?" "===== Lao Gao asks everyone for recommendation votes!