I have 800,000 private soldiers. The emperor forces me to hand over military power?

That night.

In the endless vast grassland of Mobei, the dark blue sky is like a huge bowl upside down on the grassland.

Under the bright moonlight, there are all kinds of marching tents rising up from the ground, and the stars are like stars in the sky.

In the camp, piles of bonfires illuminated the army's camp red and bright. Countless Turkic soldiers with burly bodies and round waists walked through them, eating meat and drinking wine around the bonfires.

In some tents, the cries for help of women desperately struggling and resisting were intertwined with the wild laughter of Turkic soldiers.

From time to time, Turkic soldiers with red faces and satisfied faces would come in and out of the tent. They would adjust their belts and then continue to gather around the campfire to drink and chat.

Here, it is only a hundred miles away from Shuobei City, an important border town of the Great New Dynasty. The Turkic cavalry, equipped with one person and two horses, can ride their horses to Shuobei City in just one or two hours.

The Turkic army stationed here and camped here was a hundred thousand cavalry led by the Turkic Khan Temur himself.

At this time, in the large tent of the Turkic Central Army, the Great Khan Temur and his generals were feasting on fragrant mutton and drinking the strongest mare's milk wine.

He talked freely about the Turkic army of 100,000 marching southward, sweeping all the way to the north of the Yellow River in the Great New Dynasty with a devastating force, robbing money, food and women to earn a bright future for him.

It turned out that Timur ostensibly agreed to cooperate with Wu Qingyun and lend him a group of elite troops to help him eradicate their common enemy Chen Huaian and the remnants of the Polu Army.

However, it was actually Timur who played a trick on Wu Qingyun of "the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind".

The 20,000-strong army led by the Turkic general Huopu Quiren is just the vanguard of Timur. The 100,000-strong army currently stationed on the grassland, less than a hundred miles away from Shuobei City, is in Timur's hands. The real trump card.

However, this trump card was not used to help Wu Qingyun clean up Chen Huaian, but to wait for the opportunity for Chen Huaian and Wu Qingyun to fight each other until both sides were injured, and then stepped forward to clean up the mess.

At that time, Timur will not care whether you are Wu Qingyun or Chen Huaian, let alone fulfill the Shuobei Agreement.

He, Timur, looked down upon the women from the twenty-eight counties in Shuobei promised by Wu Qingyun in the covenant, and he didn't care whether the female family members of the palace of Chen Polu, his life-long enemy, were to perform some kind of nurturing ceremony.

What Timur wants is half of the country north of the Yellow River in the New Dynasty!

If the situation permits, it may not be a bad idea to march into the Central Plains and conquer the world.

If someone named Zhao can sit on the dragon chair in the Jinluan Palace, why can't someone named Tie sit on it?

"Great Khan, Chen Huaian, this yellow-tongued brat, is really hateful. Not only did he offend the power of our Turkic Empire, but he also killed the envoys of our Turkic Empire in public. He is just like his damn father Chen Polu. He has never treated a big man Khan, take our Turkic Empire into consideration!”

"Such a person should be captured and quartered, and his head should be hung on the city tower to tell all the Han people that this is the fate of those who dare not obey the Turkic Empire!"

At this time, a Turkic general in the camp, whose face was red from drinking, stood up and continued unsteadily:

"Khan, it's been ten years, exactly ten years, and the tragic scene at the Onan River in Yumuchuan is still etched in my mind, and I often wake up in nightmares!"

"Ten years ago, the general swore a poisonous oath to the Immortal Heaven. In this life, he must kill that beast Chen Polu with his own hands to comfort the souls of the soldiers who died tragically on the banks of the Onan River!"

"What's wrong, today's wish did not come true, the beast Chen Polu actually died of illness!"

Speaking of this, the Turkic general who had followed Timur to save his life on the banks of the Onon River suddenly grabbed the wine jar in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he poured most of the jar of strong liquor into his stomach, then walked to the big tent, knelt on one knee in front of Timur who was sitting in the center of the big tent, took the initiative to ask for permission, and said:

"Great Khan, I, Arsi Leng, have never asked the Great Khan since I was fourteen years old and started fighting with the Great Khan. In more than thirty years of fighting in the north and south, I have never asked for help from the Great Khan.

But today, for the sake of his brother who died tragically on the banks of the Onan River ten years ago, and for the death of his brother-in-law who died tragically at the Jin Palace in Longcheng, Alsi boldly begged the Great Khan once,

The last general is willing to be the vanguard of the army. The general will lead his troops to attack the city and capture the territory, and kill the thief chieftain Chen Huaian with his own hands! "

"In the end, the general will definitely cut Chen Huaian into pieces and use his head to carry the southward sacrificial flag for the army!"

"I hope my sweat will grant me my wish!"

After saying that, Ars was stunned and knelt down in front of the great Khan Timur.

For a moment, the other Turkic generals in the Chinese army's tent stopped eating meat and drinking wine.

First he looked at Als Leng who was kneeling in the tent, and then he looked up at Timur in the center of the tent, with different and intriguing expressions.

According to the military merit system of the Turkic Empire, the vanguard general of this army was a poor man.

After the battle, the soldiers of the vanguard general can take priority in competing for the spoils.

Most of the Turkic generals present were leaders from various tribes in the Mobei grassland who had submitted to Timur.

On the occasion of the once-in-a-lifetime army's southern expedition, each of these generals had their own little calculations in mind, and they all wanted to take advantage of the civil strife in the New Dynasty to make a fortune for their tribes.

Everyone here knows that Wu Qingyun, the northwest general of the Great New Dynasty, is secretly coordinating this army's march south, so there is no need to put your head in your belt to fight a brutal siege.

The so-called vanguard general just led his cavalry to kill the Han infantry indiscriminately.

Even if the Han army has cavalry, there is no need to worry.

No matter how strong the Han army's cavalry is, can they be stronger than the Turkic warriors who have grown up on horseback?

Therefore, upon hearing that Ars Leng had volunteered to be the vanguard general, none of the Turkic generals present spoke. They just turned their attention to the great Khan Timur in the center of the tent to see how he would decide.

In the center of the tent, Temur, the Great Khan of the Turkic Empire, sitting on the wolf-headed chair, looked normal, but his heart was already turbulent.

Timur naturally knew exactly what the generals present were thinking.

In just ten years, he was able to re-emerge as a grassland overlord with thirteen men and thirteen pieces of armor, not only because of his iron-blooded skills that dared to fight and kill, but also because of his ability to control people vertically and horizontally.

The Turkic Empire at this stage is not monolithic, but is composed of more than 20 tribes, large and small, in the Mobei grassland. Timur's position as Great Khan was also jointly recommended by the leaders of these 20 tribes. .

This time, Timur took advantage of the civil strife in the northwest of the Great New Dynasty to persuade various tribes to jointly send troops to march south. This involved an extremely complicated distribution of interests, and he has not yet been able to think of a perfect strategy.

Who would have thought that this reckless man like Als was talking nonsense while drunk? Wasn't this putting him on the fire?

For a time, Timur was unable to get off the tiger and was in a dilemma.

At this moment, Als, who was kneeling in the tent, once again said something shocking:

"Great Khan, Als was just doing this to avenge Chen Huaian by killing him with his own hands, not to fight for war merit, money, food and women!"

"Here, Ars Leng is willing to express his position on behalf of the Kled tribe. The Kled tribe is willing to be ranked last among all the tribes in the distribution of spoils after this army's southern expedition!"

"I hope my sweat will grant me my wish!"

As soon as these words came out, the other Turkic generals present were stunned for a moment, and then they were delighted, and then turned their attention to the Great Khan Timur in the center of the tent again.

At this time, Timur wanted to throw Als Leng, the talkative guy, into the glacier to sober up, but his expression remained as usual.

He just said lightly: "General Arsleng and the warriors of the Kled tribe do not care about gains and losses, and are willing to charge into battle for the army. The sky and the earth can tell, and the sun and the moon can tell. I am deeply moved!"

"As for the distribution of the spoils after the army's southern expedition, we will discuss it later!"

With that said, Timur raised the wine bowl in front of him and said loudly to the Turkic generals in the tent who had their own evil intentions:

"Everyone, this is a God-given opportunity given by the civil strife in the northwest of the Great New Dynasty. We are all working together to raise our troops to the south. I hope that you will take a long-term view and not care about the immediate gains and losses."

"When the army returns victoriously from the southern expedition, I will definitely give you an unexpected and satisfactory answer!"

"Come on, everyone, raise your wine bowls together, drink this glass of kumiss, and wish us a great victory in our southern expedition!"

"Dry!"