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Chapter 900 God-given opportunity

Maodun's expression changed, and a chill rose from behind, hitting his whole body, and he couldn't help but fight a cold war.

He knew that Yelu Abaoji was going to take his life.

He had to pull out a scimitar from his waist and try to make the final resistance. How could he drink too much wine? He was drunk and weak and unable to stand steadily, let alone holding a knife to fight with a general like Yelu Xiuge.

What's more, there were a group of Khitan warriors standing in front of the door, and there were thousands of them outside. Even if he could beat Yelu Xiu Ge, he would not be able to escape death.

"A Baoji, I didn't expect that you had such great ambitions to seize the position of the Chanyu. Do you think that just one of your Khitans can do it? If you dare to kill the Chanyu, there are tens of thousands of iron cavalry outside, and you can destroy your Khitan tribe in a blink of an eye."

Mao Dun retreated while squirting spits, warning Yelu Abaoji to threaten.

Yelu Abaoji sneered, "Do you think I, Abao, dare to kill you if I do nothing? Why don't you tell you that I have been planning secretly for a long time. The Yuwen Department, Duan Department, and even the Murong Department have expressed their support for me to take the position of the Great Shanyu. You have been betrayal of everyone and have been abandoned by the various departments."

Mao Dun's expression was shocked again, and then he suddenly remembered that it seemed that the Yuwen tribes, including Duan tribe, only sent some troops this time, and the big leader of the headquarters was like Yelu Abaoji, and did not follow the army to invade Wei. It seemed that these guys were indeed secretly conspiring.

Thinking of that guy Murong Chui, after he was defeated and retreated, he led his troops to separate from the large army and went west. It is very likely that he secretly colluded with Yelu Abaoji.

At this moment, Maodun suddenly felt extremely helpless and unknowingly fell into the point of betrayal.

"Why, why do you betray me, why do you betray me!" Maodun yelled in grief and pain.

"Why? Do you still don't understand?"

Yelu Xiuge, who was holding a knife, said coldly: "How powerful is my Great Xianbei? You bow to Liu Bei and pay tribute every year, which makes me feel ashamed. Over the years, you have responded to Liu Bei, and invaded Wei several times invading the Wei Kingdom. How many Xianbei men have died and how many war horses, cattle and sheep have been lost, and you have never gained anything. Do you think you still have the face to continue to occupy the position of this Great Shanyu?"

Mao Dun was questioned and speechless, with a look of shame on his face, and he had retreated to the corner without realizing it, and had no choice but to retreat.

At this time, Yelu Abaoji stood up and said confidently: "Tuoba Hong, the Great Xianbei no longer needs you, so you can die with peace of mind. I, Yelu Abao, will take over your position as the Great Shanyu. I swear to lead my Great Xianbei to prosperity. One day, I will not only annex the Han Kingdom, but also herding the Horse and Wei Kingdom, and put the entire Central Plains under the iron cavalry of my Great Xianbei, so that all the people in the Central Plains will become slaves to our Xianbei warriors!"

After saying the arduous declaration, Yelu Abaoji waved his hand heavily at Yelu Xiuge.

Yelu Xiu Ge did not hesitate at all, and raised the scimitar in his hand and slashed towards Maodun.

"Yelu Abaoji"

A long hiss of sadness, anger and resentment spurted out from Maodun's mouth, blood splattered out, and a human head had already rolled to the ground.

The moment when Maodun's head landed, Yelu Abaoji breathed lightly, and a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.

"Have all the leaders outside who are loyal to Tuoba Hong controlled it?" Yelu Abao asked chance.

Yelu Xiuge nodded and said, "I have drunk them all. I can easily solve them with just one word from the leader."

"If you want to kill the grass, kill them all, don't leave any one!" Yelu Abaoji raised his hand and made a beheading move.

Yelu Xiuge understood and walked out with a blood-dropping scimitar.

At this time, footsteps sounded, and a person was transferred from the back tent, bowed to Yelu Abaoji, and smiled and said, "Congratulations to the leader of the Great Shanyu."

"Yelu Chucai, if it weren't for your clever plan, how could I easily kill Maodun? I would also give all the leaders of the tribe loyal to him." Yelu Abaoji smiled and praised.

The Khitan man who seemed gentle and kind, with a bit of Han scholars, was Yelu Chucai.

Yelu Chucai smiled faintly and said, "The Xianbei tribes have long complained about Maodun. Now he has returned from defeat and is a foregone conclusion that he was taken over by the big boss. Chucai is just a little trick to shorten the time of this process."

Yelu Abaoji smiled, but said, "The leaders of the tribe who were loyal to Maodun were destroyed. All tribes must have no leader. What I have to do next is to conquer them one by one. Only Murong Chui did not clearly express that he would support me. Murong is another large tribe, I am afraid that it would be difficult to conquer."

Yelu Chucai stroked his beard and said lightly: "Although Murong Chui has ambition, this person is also the best person to change his mind. As long as the leader conquered most of the Xianbei tribes, he will definitely pretend to express his surrender at that time. The leader can take advantage of the situation to appoint him as the King of Dai, let him guard Wuyuan Shuofang, use him to guard the State of Wei, and use Wei to weaken his Murong tribe. When the time is ripe, it will not be too late to swallow him completely."

"Your method is very suitable for my taste." Yelu Abaoji nodded repeatedly, but his eyebrows frowned again, "But this king of dynasty is an equal title with my great chronus. If I sign him as the king of dynasty, it seems inappropriate."

Yelu Chucai's expression suddenly became solemn and said seriously: "Since the big leader unified the Xianbei tribes, why do you still have the Great Chanyu? He directly imitated the Central Plains countries and called the emperor. Then he was appointed Murong Chui as the King of Dai, what would be unreasonable?"

Call it the emperor!

Yelu Abaoji's expression changed, and his eyes burst into a look of surprise. It was obvious that Yelu Chucai's words were mentioned to him for the first time, and it was not as expected by him.

Yelu Chucai said slowly: "Whether it was the Xiongnu in the past or the Xianbei in today's, the various tribes on the grassland were just tribal alliances. This loose way was combined. The Shanyu was just a leader and his power was far less than that of the emperors of the Central Plains. Moreover, the position of the Shanyu could not pass on his father to his son or his son to his grandson, and he could only live in the strong, but could not inherit from generation to generation."

Taking a deep breath, Yelu Chucai continued: "Let's talk about our way of survival. We live by water and grass all year round. When we encounter a drought in the grassland, we will enter the Central Plains to plunder. The cities we seized will be abandoned and lost again. This way of survival may have the upper hand when the Central Plains countries are weak. Once the Central Plains are strong and we start to fight back, we will definitely lose. The best example is the Huns who were beaten by Emperor Wu of Han to flee to the north."

After some analysis, Yelu Chucai finally said excitedly: "So, we can only imitate the Central Plains system, become emperors, and turn tribal alliances into countries. The big leader has supreme power and can mobilize all Xianbei troops at any time, without being restricted by the leaders of each division.

"In addition to occupying the grassland, we must also invade the south, occupy the cities of the Central Plains, establish county magistrates, establish official systems, and send troops to garrison, turn the looted population into our own people, let them farm for us, pay taxes to us, and have these wealth, food and populations, we can continue to invade the south until the entire Central Plains becomes the land of our Great Xianbei, let us Xianbei replace the Han people and become the masters of the whole world."

Yelu Abaoji was silent.

His expression was as steep as iron, and he seemed calm and unstoppable. He seemed to be unmoved by the great blueprint that Yelu Chucai described to the team. However, the excited expression flashed in his eyes could not conceal the emotional fluctuations like the rushing rivers and seas in his heart.

The Emperor, Central Plains, the world...

One by one, one exciting word echoed in his heart, drawing out his ambitions and all his ambitions little by little.

After pondering for a long time, Yelu Abaoji took a deep breath, his eyes shot south, and said proudly: "You are right. I, Yelu Abaoji, is the Lord of Destiny, and is destined to become the master of the whole world. We Xianbei people are warriors chosen by God. We are destined to step on all the weak Han people under our feet!"

Listening to Yelu Abaoji's bold words, Yelu Chucai smiled.

...

Thousands of miles away, south of Yijing, the Wei army camp.

In the imperial tent, the pottery merchant listened to Zhang Yi's news about the infighting in the Xianbei and Maodun was killed, and his face was filled with mixed expressions.

The joy is naturally that Maodun was killed. The Xianbei people were trapped in internal strife and could not shed their horses south in a short period of time. After Liu Bei lost his right-hand man, he would be difficult to achieve in a short period of time.

What was worried about was that Yelu Abaoji rushed out so quickly and took Maodun and replaced him.

You should know that Maodun’s historical achievements only nominally unified the Huns, transforming the Huns from independent tribes into a loose tribal alliance.

Even so, the Huns suppressed the new Han Dynasty for decades with just such a tribal alliance organization, and they were not able to fight back until the reign of Emperor Wu of Han.

However, Yelu Abaoji essentially unified the Khitan, and even imitated the Central Plains dynasty and established an empire belonging to the Khitans.

It was this Khitan Empire that suppressed the Song Dynasty for hundreds of years, and even for a long time, it became the most powerful country in East Asia until it was destroyed by the Jin Kingdom.

From this we can see that Yelu Abaoji's ability and achievements he created are far better than Maodun.

When the pottery merchants were in deep thoughts, the Chinese civil and military officials in the tent were already in a boiling surprise.

Xiang Yu said happily: "The civil strife in Xianbei is just God helping us. Without the Xianbei people sending troops to help the war, the strength of the Han Kingdom alone will not pose a fatal threat to us. Your Majesty, this time we can go south to deal with Hong Xiuquan with peace of mind."

Chen Ping also took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "This is indeed a fortune from heaven. Without the help of the Xianbei people, we just need to send a navy to continue to harass the Han side from the sea, and then Liu Bei dared not go south rashly. Your Majesty can safely wipe out the rebellion of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom."

In the big tent, the ministers obviously believed that the civil strife of the Xianbei was a great help to the Wei Dynasty.

Yuchi Gong even laughed and said, "What kind of bird is Yelu Abaoji. I haven't heard of this birdman before. I didn't expect that this guy is also an ambitious man. He actually helped us kill Tuoba Hong at this critical moment. Now, Tuoba Hong is dead. The Xianbei will decline from now on. We can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Yuchi Gong's optimism has infected many people. Even a top strategist like Liu Ji optimistically estimated that the powerful Xianbei is likely to go into pieces from now on. Yelu Abaoji is just an ambitious rebel, with far inferior to Maodun, and it is basically unlikely that the Xianbei will be reunified.

"You all despise this Yelu Abaoji. I can guarantee that he is definitely a tough character who is more difficult to deal with than Mao... Tuoba Hong." In a state of optimism, the Taoist merchant poured cold water on the generals in a meaningful tone.

The ministers immediately calmed down and looked at Tao Shang curiously. They couldn't understand why the emperor was so sure that Yelu Abaoji had extraordinary power.

The Tao merchant naturally could not explain it to them, and could only use time to prove his judgment. However, even if Yelu Abaoji is a greater threat, this threat will be a future. At least his appearance has indeed bought him enough time.

At this moment, the pottery merchant stopped thinking too much, took a deep breath, and slapped the table: "The threat from the north has been temporarily lifted. If the order is sent, the army will immediately return to the south and follow me to wipe out the rebels of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. After our cavalry has increased significantly, we will go north to wipe out the Han Kingdom and unify China!"

(Nine hundred chapters, brothers, it’s not easy. Where is the cheering? Swallow needs your support. We will fight for a thousand chapters!
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