"Don't be naïve about your own family's affairs, a person who doesn't even let go of his own father, what do you think he will do after he becomes a khan, do you think he will swallow up some small forces around him in order to consolidate his position, or will he wash the grassland in blood and increase his iron-blooded rule?"
Li Muyun looked at the old man of the Tiele clan who was still a little angry, but now his face was pale, and quietly waited for an answer to answer him.
But obviously, none of the Tiele people had any way to answer this question, so they could only look at each other.
Each of them knew that what Li Muyun said was just a possibility, but this possibility was so terrifying, so terrible that they didn't dare to think about it at all, and they didn't dare to gamble.
After a long time, He Li finally came back to his senses from the shock, looked at Li Muyun and asked rhetorically, "Grandpa, then what do you think Tiele should do?"
"Unite all forces, all ministries form an alliance, and everyone twists into a rope to nip this threat in the bud."
Li Muyun shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Actually, I couldn't have come to this matter, and it's not impossible for someone else to pass on the decree, but I really can't bear to see this vast grassland soaked in blood." ” "You just said that you were afraid of pulling out the scorch to kill you," another person muttered in a low voice, obviously because Li Muyun's words were a little inconsistent.
But Li Muyun didn't think about it, and asked directly: "Don't you think my first reason is more acceptable?"
At this moment, no one spoke, and everyone lowered their heads, thinking about everything Li Muyun had just said.
However, the foursome were very excited, and secretly kept giving Li Muyun a thumbs up, and the expression on his face was clearly saying: You can really brag and force However, Li Muyun didn't even look at a few of them, just picked up the wine bowl by himself, and drank it without a sip, as if he didn't care about the choice of the Tiele people at all.
After a long time, Qi Qi He Li seemed to have made some kind of decision, raised his head and said, "Grandpa, it is not impossible to borrow soldiers, but Tiele can't lend soldiers for nothing. ” "Okay, I don't know what conditions Khan needs," Li Muyun raised his head and asked.
Qi Bi He Li said: "Bet, two wins in three games, if you win, I Tie Le will lend the soldiers to the grandfather, how" "No problem" Li Muyun did not hesitate.
The so-called bet is just an excuse, Li Muyun believes that Qi Bi He Li is a person who knows the times, just now he has already said all the powerful relationships, if he doesn't know each other again, he has to find some messy reasons to refuse, that is, he is looking for death, and no one can help him.
As for himself, with the 3,000 cavalry brought by Su Lie, plus the 500 cavalry of Dieshumu, he didn't care about that pulling.
Even if Xue Yantuo had more troops, it would be impossible to put 200,000 people there, so Li Muyun estimated that there would be 20,000 or 30,000 cavalry at most.
Such a small person is not worth mentioning at all for Su Lie, who dared to attack 100,000 people with 200 people.
Seeing Li Muyun's happy answer, a smile appeared on his face, and he patted the table and said, "Okay, grandpa, since this is the case, then the first one is not as good as our archery competition."
Li Muyun glanced at He Li with a strange expression, and nodded: "Okay, how to compete?"
Qi Bi He Li said: "Two hundred steps outside a target, both sides have a chance, the closest to the bullseye wins." ” Li Muyun didn't answer immediately, but turned his head to look at Su Wanqing beside him, as if he wanted to be sure.
However, Su Wanqing just smiled mysteriously at him, and then looked at Qibi He Li: "Qibi Khan, it's really not interesting to fix the target, how about setting the target on the back of the war horse." ” "Hiss" Qi Qi He Li couldn't help but gasp, and couldn't help but face up to Su Wanqing.
Previously, he had always thought that Su Wanqing should be the identity of Li Muyun's favorite concubine, but he never expected that this woman was still a master of archery, and saying it in one sentence would increase the difficulty of the competition by more than ten times.
And just when Qi Bi He Li didn't know whether to agree to this request, a middle-aged man with a big bow on his back and several special feathers on his head walked out behind him, a pair of eagle eyes and Su Wanqing looked at each other, and replied in a deep voice: "There is no problem" Su Wanqing glanced at the middle-aged man, and her eyes narrowed slightly: "Condor shooter" The middle-aged man replied proudly: "Exactly" The condor archer often represents a marksman whose archery has reached a certain level, and its status is equivalent to that of a sniper in later generations, and the standard for getting this title on the grassland is at least to shoot down a steppe eagle flying in the air.
The feathers of the steppe eagle are much harder than normal birds, and they tend to fly at an altitude of two to three hundred meters above the ground.
If you want to shoot it down with an arrow, regardless of the distance, at least the arrow should be at 90 degrees from the body of the eagle, otherwise it will be slipped away by the feathers on its body.
Moreover, the trajectory of the eagle flying in the air is difficult to find, and if you want to shoot it, you must predict it in advance, and the long arrow shot out is affected by various factors such as wind and gravity, and if you can still do it to such an extent, it shows how amazing the archer's ability is.
But even so, Su Wanqing did not hesitate, but shot a strong confidence in her eyes, and said in a condensed voice in the eyes of the condor archer: "I ask that the target be replaced with a lit incense stick, one arrow per person, and the one who shoots wins."
Two hundred steps away, shooting an incense head tied to the body of a war horse, what are you kidding, Li Muyun's face also began to change.
Even if he was in the later life, with the top-of-the-line sniper rifle, he didn't dare to say that he could shoot a fragrant head in motion from a distance of two hundred meters.
And in fact, not only Li Muyun's face changed, but even the wooden-faced condor shooter had a trace of astonishment in his eyes, shooting incense heads two hundred steps away, if it was static, he could shoot at a target the size of a human head in motion at two hundred steps, he could also do it, but shooting a moving incense head at two hundred steps was purely a gamble of luck.
But can he not agree, in fact, as early as when Su Wanqing proposed to shoot a moving target, the competition had already begun, and if he did not agree to the conditions she proposed at this time, Tie Le would undoubtedly lose in momentum.
Finally, after a brief hesitation, the Condor Archer took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "Okay" If you lose, you don't lose the battle, you would rather be beaten to death than scared to death, which is why he nodded and agreed to Su Wanqing's request
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