Seeing Chu Huan's expression strange and confused, Qiluo saw that Chu Huan hadn't spoken for a long time, she couldn't help but ask softly: "Brother Huan, what's wrong with you? Is it... Did I say something wrong?"

Chu Huan finally recovered. This time he really experienced the passionate love of the grassland girl. If it were the Central Plains girl, he would probably not dare to say these words.

Chu Huan now knows Qiluo's temperament a little. This girl is a bit gentle in front of her, but she is a hot temper on weekdays. She had a lot of fun fighting with Mei Niang in the desert. Although her martial arts skills are not as good as Mei Niang, Qiluo has never given in front of Mei Niang.

He knew that the girl said nothing was vain. Since she said she was thinking about herself day and night, it must be true, but what shocked Chu Huan was Qi Luo's last words. According to the girl's intention, she had completely given herself to herself and was ready to dedicate her body at any time. There was no doubt that Qi Luo had regarded herself as Chu Huan's woman. If Shiboguli did not agree to the marriage between them, Qi Luo would threaten her to death, which sounded no joke.

When Shibguli disagreed with the marriage, Qiluo dared not to live. If Chu Huan confessed to Qiluo at this time, he would not marry her, but he really didn't know what the result would be.

Chu Huan was frightened. She thought that this matter would be told and explained clearly. Although she guessed that Qiluo might be a little sad, she never thought that Qiluo loved so exaggeratedly. She sighed and shook her head and said, "No, you... Qiluo, I am not as good as you thought."

"I don't care what others think of you." Since she has expressed her thoughts, Qiluo no longer cares about it. She is a woman who dares to love and hate. "In Qiluo's heart, you are the bravest man in the world and the smartest man in the world. Qiluo is really happy to be with you, Qiluo will definitely be a good wife!"

Chu Huan said helplessly: "Qi Luo, human feelings actually... actually take time to accumulate slowly."

"I know." Qiluo smiled: "We will not be separated from each other in the future."

"Do you know that we Central Plains people have a saying that the matchmaker's orders are the words of the matchmaker when they are ordered by their parents." Chu Huan said: "When a man and a woman get married, the matchmaker's words must be the words of the matchmaker, and the consent of both parents... Ling Zun, Well, then the leader Shi does not seem to agree with our marriage. Since he thinks this way, he must think from the overall situation and has his reason. As juniors, we cannot ignore his intentions. We should follow the old man's meaning... Qi Luo, do you think this is the reason?"

Chu Huan felt that if Xiang Qiluo explained frankly, maybe something might happen. The girl Xiliang's temperament is like her body, and she is very hot. If she was angry for a moment and did something she shouldn't have done, Chu Huan would definitely feel very guilty.

Thinking of the time when Mahazang talked about this, Shiboguli showed disgust. Chu Huan felt vaguely that this matter would still be resolved by Shiboguli.

When Qiluo heard Chu Huan's words, she thought Chu Huan was also worried that Shiboguli was opposing. She reached her waist and pulled out the small scimitar worn by her waist. The cold light flashed, and Yanran smiled and said, "Don't worry, with this knife on me, my father dared not object. The day before yesterday, he scolded me for being a fool. I told him that I would object to being with you again, so I used to cut my throat with this knife. My father didn't dare to say anything more later. Although I didn't see me in the past two days, I knew he was angry, but he was angry with me before, and he would be fine soon. Brother Huan, my heart is already yours, no matter what difficulties, I can't stop me from being with you." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body leaned forward slightly, and said, "And my father attaches great importance to credibility. So many people in Zhuoyan's tribe saw me giving you a belt. Even if my father didn't want to, he wouldn't really object to us being together. Just don't worry."

Chu Huan smiled bitterly in his heart: "I'm really worried now." Qi Luo's last words were true. On that day, Qi Luo sent out his belt and Chu Huan took it. This was something that happened under the noses of hundreds of people in Zhuoyan's army. This matter would soon spread throughout the grassland. Chu Huan also knew that the julang would be a sacred event in Xiliang. The belt in the girl's hand was just a belt, and the heavy one was the girl's life. It was not careless and even more joking.

Although I was indeed forced by the situation that day, no matter what the reason, I did take my belt in front of everyone. In the eyes of the people of Xiliang, I was waiting for the man who became a Qiluo man. This matter was in the Central Plains, if both men and women had already passed the orders of their parents as their matchmakers, and they had changed their birthdays and gave them a betrothal gift, and they were just waiting for the wedding.

Chu Huan has always known that this matter is very difficult. He has to make it clear, but he also has to pay attention to the method. First, he is afraid that Qi Luo himself will not accept it, and second, he is even more worried that if he really doesn't marry Qi Luo, he will definitely be regarded as Talanger who plays with the Golden Clan by the people of Xiliang.

Qiluo has an extraordinary identity. She is not an ordinary girl in Xiliang. Even if the belt given by her is sent back, it will inevitably be a great shame, let alone Talanger, who is the dignified Golden Tribe of Xiliang.

Qiluo's marriage was definitely not her own business, it was related to the face of the entire Gulaqin Grassland. If she sent her belt back, she would have ruined the customs that have been passed down to this day, and even slapped Gulaqin Grassland heavily. Chu Huan couldn't believe that the people of Xiliang would give up.

That night, Shiboguli showed an objection, and Chu Huan felt that things had turned around, but now that Qiluo said this, Chu Huan also felt that things had become even more difficult. Qiluo Talanger sent out his belt, and this matter might have been circulated everywhere. Even if Shiboguli opposed it in his heart, it was just as Qiluo said, it was related to the appearance of the Shihuang Jin tribe, and Shiboguli had to think about it carefully.

Chu Huan touched his forehead distressedly, feeling that things were becoming more difficult.

Qiluo thought Chu Huan was still worried about their marriage. After hesitating for a moment, he finally reached out and gently held Chu Huan's hand. Thinking of Chu Huan's worries about their marriage, he said gently: "Brother Huan, Qiluo is already your woman, and no one can stop it. As long as we truly love each other, God will definitely not let us down."

Chu Huan smiled bitterly, and was about to say something, when a voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "Mr. Chu, the eldest prince is welcome!"

Chu Huan said "Oh", and Qiluo said, "Brother Huan, the eldest prince summons you, go quickly, I will send you barbecue again...I roasted lamb myself!"

Chu Huan smiled reluctantly, stepped out of the tent and came to the golden tent where Mahazang was. After reporting, he entered the tent and saw that several people had gathered in the tent. There was a map made of sheepskin on the table. Everyone was surrounding the desk and talking about something. When Chu Huan came in, Mahazang waved to Chu Huan over and said with a serious expression: "Brother Chu, I'm going to ask you to discuss the next countermeasures."

Chu Huan hugged her fists. When Shiboguli saw Chu Huan, his face was slightly dark, but he didn't say anything after all.

"Two hours ago, I just got the news from the spy." Mahazang Surong said: "As far as I expected, Mahara had led his army to come here quickly. At the speed of their current march, it would be seven days later and five days later, and it would be possible to reach the Gulaqin grassland."

Chu Huan didn't say anything, just looked at the map on the table. The map was outlined on the sheepskin, with twists and turns, and even showed that the mountains and rivers were located, which should be a military map used by the people of Xiliang.

Chu Huan of course knew the value of this map. Military maps and the description of geographical environment are usually very clean, and there will be detailed descriptions of the terrain roads, rivers, mountains, forests and even swamps. This map will only appear in the hands of such high-level figures in the Xiliang. It is impossible for the Qin people to have such an accurate Xiliang map.

The Qin State was even unclear about how many tribes and populations there were in Xiliang, and was also vague about the size of the territory of Xiliang. If you own this map, you could see too much information from it.

Mahazang is the great prince of Xiliang. Such an important military map dared to show it in front of him. Either he really trusted himself very much or the situation was urgent. He no longer cared about the Qin people seeing this map.

This map is very big and very important. Although Chu Huan has an amazing memory, the territory of Xiliang is also very vast. The roads and geographical environment marked on it are very detailed but extremely complex. Even if he stares at the last hour, he can only remember a general outline, and it is impossible to print this map into his mind.

"How many of them are there?" Chu Huan pondered slightly and finally asked.

A person next to him said, "The spy sent a message from an eagle. If nothing unexpected happens, the Tarik Cavalry Legion will come over, and 15,000 people have also mobilized 10,000 Babaitu Cavalry Regiment. In addition, there are several hurriedly gathered troops by the tribes, with more than 30,000 troops."

Mahazang pointed at the man and said, "This is the leader of the Sohabu Yuanji tribe of the Silver Sohabu tribe!"

Chu Huan bowed, but Mahazang said: "This legion, just as I expected last time, was led by Mahara himself, and the King of the North Court, Maha King Kong, was the vanguard. Two days ago, he had already sent troops from Qingluo City. When the troops were sent, the troops had reached 30,000. The way to the southwest, there were inevitably some troops gathering on the way. When they arrived at the Gulaqin Grassland, I estimate that the total force should reach about 50,000!"

Mahazang looked solemn, and there were several people beside Zhuo's desk with a serious face, and there was a look of worry in his eyes.

"How many soldiers have already gathered on the big prince's side?"

"In the past three days, the soldiers of the Nashi tribe gathered. It took time for other tribes to assemble, and it also took time to get here after gathering. Now only a few tribes near the central grassland of Gulaqin have arrived. Now there are less than 8,000 people." Mahazang clenched his fist and said, "Mahara arrived at the northern part of the Gulaqin grassland within five days as soon as possible. Even if the horses come quickly, it will always be within eight days... Within eight days, if everything goes well, we should be able to gather 20,000 troops!"

Chu Huan touched his chin and thought to himself that Mahazang's current situation is really dangerous.

"This is not the most important thing." Mahazang said: "I had obtained another piece of information before. The Zhula tribe on the banks of the Hei Shui River had learned that Mahara sent troops and was also making great moves on the banks of the Hei Shui River to gather troops...!" He pointed his finger on the map, "It is this area, with the capabilities of the Zhula tribe, at least tens of thousands of people can be gathered..."

Chu Huan looked at the map and looked at the area where the Zhula tribe was located. Then he moved his eyes to the place where the Qingluo Royal City was located. Finally, he stared at the area where the Nashi tribe was located in the Gulaqin Grassland, frowned and said, "Big Prince, if this is the case, Mahara led his army from the northeast and the Zhula tribe came from the south. Wouldn't the Gulaqin Grassland be attacked on both sides?"

Mahazang nodded slightly and sneered: "That's exactly that!"

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