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The red sun is scorching, and in a blink of an eye, it is mid-July...

Murong’s camp…

“Wow~~”

At the border of Xiazhou, Murong Sheng took off his heavy iron armor and threw it on the ground, revealing his scalded and red skin. Then he snatched the sheepskin water bag from a slave, pulled out the plug and poured it on him desperately, and poured the remaining water on the iron armor.

Immediately, a wisp of blue smoke rose from the iron armor and was instantly evaporated. It can be seen that the temperature of the armor is so high that it indirectly shows the terrifying heat.

"Ghost weather, if this continues, we will all be burnt..."

Murong Sheng complained, glanced at the armor, and then walked into a golden tent naked.

As soon as he entered the cash account, the temperature inside was completely different from that outside the house. A cool and comfortable feeling filled Murong Sheng's entire body, which gradually calmed down his anxious mentality.

I saw buckets of ice cubes on both sides of the Persian blanket in the tent, and there were also iced rice wine and fruits on the low table to relieve the heat, just like being in an air-conditioned room.

These ice cubes were dug from the Tianshan Mountains where snow was accumulated all year round by the people of the Western Regions to supply the Murong tribe with a thousand miles away to relieve the heat.

Murong Sheng took a deep breath, grabbed a handful of ice from a wooden barrel next to him and wiped it on himself, and walked towards Murong Lian, who was busy studying paper on the main case.

I felt Murong Sheng approaching, and Murong Lian didn't raise his head. While smelling the smell of paper, he asked, "I'm back? Have you noticed anything?"

Murong Sheng sat carelessly across the Murong Lian table, grabbed a pot of wine placed on the ice, poured a large mouthful of it on his back, and waited until the cold mouth was in his mouth and his hair stood up before replying:

"What else can I find? After patrolling several times, there were less than 10,000 people in the entire Xiazhou. As long as I was given five thousand cavalry, I would definitely be able to capture Xiazhou in one fell swoop."

When Murong Lian heard this, he smiled faintly and continued to smell the fragrance of the paper intoxicatedly.

It took him a long time to put down the paper and said, "Be careful. Once we start a war with the madman Wei Min, we will have no way out, either win or exterminate the clan."

Upon hearing this, Murong Sheng approached Murong Lian and asked in a low voice: "My clan, what do you mean?"

Murong Lian chuckled and replied: "Do you still remember the news that Murong Bao and Murong rushed to the others last year?"

Murong Sheng frowned: "Are you saying that the Holy Emperor is still worried about this?"

Murong Lian put down the paper in his hand and looked at Murong Sheng and said, "Murrong Bao and the others had caused such a big deal. As a result, the Holy Emperor just punished them to be jailed in the fenced hunting ground for a year. Don't you think this punishment is too loose?"

Murong Sheng thought about it carefully, but shook his head: "No, the Holy Emperor is going to leave. Many cattle, sheep and people in our Murong tribe. As for Murong Bao and my son, it must be because of the power of our Murong tribe on the grassland that the Holy Emperor dare not make things too difficult..."

"Haha..." Murong Lian smiled and poured himself a glass of wine, "Brother, you really underestimate the Holy Emperor. In fact, the Holy Emperor wanted to use Murong Bao and the others to remove Tuoba Yuhai first.

Once Tuoba Yuhai dies, he will take the opportunity to launch an offensive against Murong's troops. By then, no one in the entire Mengluo grassland will oppose the Holy Emperor's use of troops.

The Murong tribe will also be in an unprecedented crisis, and the forces that threaten the emperor's power will be eliminated. The entire Mengluo grassland will no longer have the power to restrict the Holy Emperor.

Unfortunately, Liu Ce's unexpected change disrupted the Holy Emperor's plan, which fully demonstrated that these juniors were still very stiff and could not bear to use.

But the Holy Emperor's vigilance and vigilance towards us will not diminish, but will become heavier. Therefore, we must think twice before taking every step we take now.

Without absolute certainty, we must not go to war with Wei easily. Once war begins, we must occupy Liangzhou in the shortest time, and take the entire northwest.

By then, the reputation of the Murong tribe will reach its peak. If the Holy Emperor wants to move the Murong tribe, he must weigh the consequences."

Murong Sheng nodded: "The banner master is far-sighted, and the clan brother admires it very much, but..."

Murong Sheng paused and said with a little embarrassment: "The army of 300,000 Zhenglan Banner has been stationed in the northwest for more than three years. In addition, in the hot summer, if this continues, I worry that there will inevitably be complaints in the army. After all, hundreds of warriors have died of heat in the military camp."

Murong Lian smiled gracefully when he heard this: "Don't worry, brother, it won't take long. Soon, we and Wei Min will meet each other."

Murong Sheng's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked, "My clan, what do you mean by this?"

Murong Lian smiled and picked up the white paper, and said to Murong Sheng: "Look at this paper, it is delicately crafted. Although it is not as good as the rice paper tributed by the Great Zhou court, it can be produced in thousands."

Murong Sheng didn't understand what Murong Lian meant: "My clan brother, what's the use of this paper? We don't make paper..."

Murong Lian seemed to have not heard Murong Sheng's words, and continued to say: "This paper was obtained from a herdsman when I returned to the royal court to deal with Murong Chong's affairs.

After a closer look, I found that these papers were shipped from Xuanwu Pass to Guining (the new city where Liu Ce and the Monroe people traded) and sold.

This is enough to show that Liu Ce's background is far beyond our understanding. You must know that the horseshoe and stirrup are also from his rule. If you cooperate with such a person,

Maybe everything will go smoother than you imagined, what do you think? Brother?"

Murong Sheng heard the fog and didn't understand what Murong Lian was trying to express, so he asked directly: "Master, tell me directly, what do you think..."

Murong Lian's pupils flashed with a flash: "What I mean is very simple. Work with Liu Ce's forces in Yongzhou, attack on both sides, and get rid of Wei Min!"

Murong Sheng frowned: "Working with Liu Ce? Is he good?"

Murong Lian smiled indifferently: "If he is not worthy, who else can I be worthy? In fact, more than a month ago, I had contacted people in Yongzhou and had already formulated a plan to destroy Wei Min..."

Murong Sheng was overjoyed: "It's so good, but I don't know what the conditions are offered in Yongzhou?"

Murong Lian shook his head: "No matter what conditions they offer, is this important? As long as Liangzhou gets it, Yongzhou will be the meat on the chopping board, and I, Murong Tieqi, will ravage and trample on it!"

Murong Lian's elegant and elegant face was covered with a hint of hideousness. Obviously, he and Yongzhou were just using each other's relationship. Once the goal was achieved, he could turn against each other immediately.

This is also one of the genes of the Murong clan - capriciousness.

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"Drink~~"

"Roar~~"

Above the head of the Xijun Fortress, a sixteen-year-old boy was holding a wall of battlements and looking at the deafening wolf howling outside the city, his legs trembling with fear...

The young man was summoned to defend the city at Bai Qi's order. It was only three or four days before he joined the army. Today was the first day he went to the city wall to hold his post. Unexpectedly, he encountered such an oppressive scene.

There were many new recruits like young men on the top of the city. Most of them had their eyes and breathing rapidly when they saw this scene outside the city, and their trousers were even wet.

The two sides confronted each other for more than ten days, and the number of officers and soldiers of Xijun County Governor City increased from 50,000 to 150,000 (100,000 people were purely brought to make up the numbers), and the situation seemed to be getting increasingly tense.

However, no matter what, whether Bai Qi or Wei Min, who was in charge of the army, did not take the last step. Both sides were not stupid. Once the war met, it would have an unprecedented impact on the entire northwest situation. No one could predict what would become in the future.

"What? Are those defenders not planning to surrender?"

Wei Min sat in his tent, listening to the sound of shouting like mountain cry coming from the front of the formation, his brows frowned.

Yang Yin next to him flattered and said, "God of Heaven, please allow the last general to lead troops to attack Xijun so that those people in Yongzhou know that the northwest is still the world of our Great Wei!"

Wei Min nodded with satisfaction, stroked the rough beard grown on his chin, and said to Yang Yin: "No hurry, I have patience. It depends on whether Bai Qi really intends to turn against me, Da Wei. As long as he knows the appearance, he should agree to the conditions we have put forward, otherwise...hum..."

...

Inside the city of Xijun.

Gong Yang Gaoyi came to Zhuge Zhi's mansion with an urgent look on his face. Before entering the hall, he couldn't wait to shout loudly: "Zhuge Zhi! Come out and speak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a lazy voice came from the main hall: "Since Mr. Gongyang is here, let's come in and talk. In such a hot weather, I really don't want to go out..."

Upon hearing this, Gong Yang Gao simply strode into the palace hall. Zhuge Zhi was lying comfortably on the lounge chair, holding books in his hand, and ice was placed on the edge, dispelling the heat in the hall.

"Say! Are you planning to collude with the barbarians outside the Great Wall and then frame Wei Min?" Gong Yang Gao asked Zhuge Zhi without hesitation.

Zhuge Zhi was unmoved and still looked at the book and said, "It seems that Bai Qi has told you all the plans he has. That's right, I plan to cooperate with Murong's troops to solve the current dilemma."

"You..." Seeing Zhuge Zhi admit on the spot, Gong Yang Gao was angry and didn't know what to say.

After holding it in for a long time, Yang Gaocai calmed down and said to him: "Mr. Zhuge, I understand the purpose of cooperating with the barbarians, but aren't you afraid that Murong's troops will pose a greater threat to us after solving the current crisis for us?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Zhi put down the books in his hand, stood up and said, "How can you not think of something that Mr. Gongyang is worried about?

But do you know what the herders ended after one fire put out another?”

Yang Gao showed a puzzled expression.

Zhuge Zhi smiled and said, "After the fire, the herdsmen began to look for wild game under the scorched earth to enrich their food. Do you understand what it means?"

Yang Gao thought for a moment, his eyes suddenly rounded: "What do you mean..."
Chapter completed!