I am frank, let alone now you are like a lost dog, but you run back to the grassland with some loyal but not talented people. Even if you give you millions of soldiers and fight with Song State, you will repeat the mistakes of your father."

The guy with disheveled hair looks like an old man from the back, but on the front, he is a cold middle-aged man with a knife-cut face and an eagle-like eyes. He looks only about forty years old. Or, it is more accurate to say that these eyes are like snakes, and they always give people a cold feeling, like poisonous snakes.

What he said was so straightforward that Tie Muer, who had always thought that his big belly could not help but lift his eyebrows slightly.

Forced to suppress the feeling of displeasure in his heart, whether it was out of "threat" or simply disliked his words and deeds. Tiemu said: "Why did sir do this? I am not my father."

If it weren't for seeing the guy in front of him, and he did get some interest, Tiemur would have blown this guy out long ago.

He doesn't like anyone to compare himself with his father's real gold. Of course, this is not out of respect for real gold. In fact, deep in Tiemuer's heart, real gold has never been a successful person, let alone a qualified emperor.

In his heart, only a person who is so arrogant like his grandfather Kublai Khan is the real hero.

"certainly."

Fortunately, the middle-aged man knew something and heard it, "No matter what aspect, you are more suitable for leading these heroic warriors on our grassland than your father, and you are better able to be the king of the grassland. You are like your grandfather, born with the blood of the evergreen sky, and your father is more like a Central Plains man in his bones. But even so, you are far from being a match for Song State. Because Song State is not only strong in its national strength, but the vision of its emperor Zhao Chuang, no one can match this world except me."

"you?"

Tiemur raised his eyebrows again.

Although Song State has always been a great enemy of the Yuan Dynasty and is now the culprit of destroying the Yuan Dynasty, Tie Muer really admires Zhao Dongting in his heart.

This is the respect that Zhao Dongting won with his achievements.

In the Kublai Khan era, he destroyed the real gold era and destroyed it. Tiemur, a hero who has not yet fully grown, has heard a lot of heroes in Zhongdu. In his heart, Zhao Dongting's shadow is inevitably tall and lingering.

The mysterious middle-aged man in front of him actually said that his vision could be compared with Emperor Song, and Tiemur couldn't stop sneering in his heart.

"yes."

The middle-aged man seemed to have not heard of Tie Muer's suspicion and nodded, "The Emperor of Song made new weapons and implemented new policies, after all, it was just a rich country and a strong army. In your opinion, this must be an unparalleled brilliant achievement, but in fact it is just that. If I were born in his position, I could do it. And it would not take me so long, only five years, at most five years. I don't say that I could develop the Song Dynasty to this point in five years. After all, governing the country is not my strength, but I will definitely destroy your Yuan Kingdom within five years."

"Sir, you're a little arrogant!"

Tie Muer's eyes suddenly burst out with a gloomy look.

"It only takes two years to build a hundred thousand elites, stronger elites than the Flying Dragon Army of Song State. Then use the strength of the whole country to support these hundred thousand elites and continue to attack your Dayuan. Use war to support the war. Can you stop it?" The middle-aged man said.

Tie Muer was slightly stunned when he heard this.

The middle-aged man continued: "In just two years, you will never be able to get the manufacturing process of the Shenlong gun and other objects. However, Emperor Song did not destroy your Yuan Dynasty until now, which is enough to show that he is cautious. If he is too cautious in fighting, he will often miss the best opportunity. Whether it is a small war or a battle between countries, this is true. Prince, what do you think?"

"Can you build an army that is stronger than the Song Dynasty Feilong Army?"

Timur did not answer the middle-aged man’s questions, but asked in reverse.

This is what he cares most about.

If the mysterious guy in front of him really has such ability, then he has really found a treasure this time. The role that such a person can play may be greater than the combined effect of all the loyalists he brought out from it.

As for the past, the Yuan Dynasty had been destroyed by the Song Dynasty. Tie Muer was unwilling to think about it or be unwilling to be resentful. He knew that this was the most useless.

The middle-aged man always had a expressionless expression and said, "Since I am here to look for you, I will definitely not be here to talk to you. You might as well give me some hands to try, wouldn't it be clear if I have such skills?"

"Ha ha!"

Tiemur suddenly laughed, "Okay, as the sir said! When I return to the clan land, I will hand you five thousand warriors to train you."

"The prince should first think about how to let those guys who stay in the tribe obey their orders after returning to the tribe!" said the middle-aged man, "I don't plan to work hard for someone who has no future."

His meaning was obviously that if Timur could not even conquer those people in the tribe, he would not be qualified to serve him.

Tie Muer heard this and was not angry, saying, "Sir, just look at it carefully. If I don't even have this ability, why bother to find ways to escape from Zhongdu? It would be better to commit suicide in Zhongdu and end it all."

Then he said, "But I am really a little curious. If sir is really as talented as you, why should I come to me? Where, sir, you can't become king?"

This is meaningful.

The middle-aged man put his hands on his knees and said lightly: "Because I am not interested in the throne, I think it is troublesome to have to take care of too many things. The battlefield is where I was born and my belonging."
Chapter completed!