"What do you think about your own family? Don't be naive. A person who doesn't even let his father go. What do you think he will do after becoming a Khan? Do you think he will annex some small forces around him to consolidate his position? Or will he wash the grassland and increase his iron-blooded rule?"

Li Muyun looked at the old Tiel clan who was already a little angry but now had a gray face, and quietly waited to answer him.

But it is obvious that no one can answer this question, and they can only look at each other in a glance.

Each of them knew that Li Muyun was talking about was just a possibility, but this possibility was so terrible that they didn't dare to think about it or gamble.

After a long time, Qi Bi Heli finally came back from his shock and looked at Li Muyun and asked, "Master, what do you think Tiele should do?"

"Unite all forces, all ministries form alliances, and everyone is united to eliminate this threat in the bud." Li Muyun shrugged and said indifferently: "Actually, I could not come to this matter, and it would be impossible for someone to send an order, but I really can't bear to see this vast grassland soaked in blood."

"You just said you were afraid that Bazhuo would kill you!" Another person muttered in a low voice, obviously because Li Muyun's words were a bit inconsistent.

But Li Muyun asked directly without thinking: "Don't you think my first reason is easier to accept?"

Now, no one spoke, everyone lowered their heads and considered everything Li Muyun had just said.

However, the four-player group of playboys looked very excited, secretly holding thumbs to Li Muyun, and the expression on his face was clearly saying: You are so good at bragging, huh!

However, Li Muyun didn't even look at them, but just picked up the wine bowl on his own and drank it sipped, as if he didn't care about Tieler's choice at all.

After a long time, Qi Bi Heli seemed to have made some decision, raised his head and said seriously: "Mr. Master, it is not impossible to borrow soldiers, but Tiele cannot lend the soldiers for nothing."

"Okay, I don't know what conditions are needed for Khan Qiezi?" Li Muyun raised his head and asked.

Qi Bi Heli said: "Bet you win two games in three games. If you win, I Tiele will lend the soldiers to the prince. What about?"

"No problem!" Li Muyun did not hesitate at all.

The so-called bet is just an excuse. Li Muyun believes that Qi Zhu Heli is a person who knows the current affairs. He has just mentioned all his powerful relationships. If he doesn't know the truth and insists on finding some messy reasons to refuse, it means he is seeking death and no one can help him.

As for himself, with the three thousand cavalry led by Su Lie and the five hundred cavalry of Dieshumu, he didn't care about that Bazhuo.

No matter how many troops there are in Xue Yantuo's tent, it is impossible to place 200,000 people there, so Li Muyun estimated that there were only two or three thousand cavalrymen there. Such a small number of people were not worth mentioning for Su Li, who dared to attack Jie Li with two hundred people.

Seeing Li Muyun's answer happy, Qi Bi Heli also showed a smile on his face, slapped the table and said, "Okay, Mr. Duke, since that's the case, how about we're not as good as the first game as we are to compete in archery?"

Li Muyun looked at Qi Bi Heli with a strange expression and nodded: "Okay! How to compete?"

Qibing Heli said: "One target with two hundred steps, each side has a chance, and those who are close to the bull's eye will win."

Li Muyun did not answer immediately, but turned around and looked at Su Wanqing beside him, as if she wanted to make sure.

However, Su Wanqing just smiled mysteriously at him, and then looked at Qie Heli: "Qie Hei Khan, it's really meaningless to fix the target, so how about setting the target on the back of the war horse."

"Hiss..." Qi Bi He Li couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning and couldn't help but look at Su Wanqing.

He had always thought that Su Wanqing should be the identity of a favored concubine brought by Li Muyun, but he never expected that this woman was actually a master of archery. He said it in one sentence and increased the difficulty of the competition by more than ten times.

Just when Qi Bi Heli didn't know whether he should agree to this request, a middle-aged man with a big bow on his back and several special feathers were inserted on his head. A pair of eagle eyes looked at Su Wanqing and replied in a deep voice: "No problem!"

Su Wanqing looked at the middle-aged man, narrowing her eyes slightly: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes?"

The middle-aged man proudly replied: "That's right!"

The Legend of the Condor Heroes often represent a sharpshooter who has reached a certain level of archery. His status is equivalent to that of a sniper in later generations. If you want to get this title on the grassland, you must at least shoot a prairie eagle flying in the air in person.

The feathers of grassland eagles are much harder than normal birds, and often fly at an altitude of two or three hundred meters from the ground.

If you want to shoot it with an arrow, not to mention the distance, at least the arrow shot must be ninety degrees with the carved body, otherwise it will be slid away by the feathers on its body.

Moreover, the trajectory of the eagle flying in the air is difficult to find. If you want to shoot, you must predict in advance. If the long arrow shot out is affected by various factors such as wind and gravity, it can still achieve such a degree, which shows how amazing the archer's ability is.

But even so, Su Wanqing did not hesitate at all. Instead, she burst into her eyes with a strong sense of confidence, and she looked at the Legend of the Condor Heroes and said in a voice: "I ask to replace the target with a lit line incense, and each person has an arrow, and the one who shoots will win!"

Two hundred steps away, shooting a fragrant head tied to the war horse? What a joke? Li Muyun's face also began to change.

Even when he was in his later generations, he was holding the top sniper rifle, and he dared not say that he could shoot a sporty incense head two hundred meters away.

In fact, not only did Li Muyun's face change, but even the wooden-faced Sagittarius hand flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes. If it was static, he could shoot the incense head. If it was static, he could shoot a target in the size of a human head and a large movement of a human head, he could also do it, but if it shot a 200 steps outside, he shot a scent head in the movement of a scent head... This is just a gambling of luck.

But can he not agree? In fact, the competition had already begun as early as when Su Wanqing proposed to shoot the mobile target. If she did not agree to the conditions she proposed, Tiele would undoubtedly lose in terms of momentum.

Finally, after a brief hesitation, the The Legend of the Condor Heroes took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

If you lose someone but not lose the formation, you would rather be beaten to death than be scared to death. This is why he nodded and agreed to Su Wanqing's request.
Chapter completed!