Chapter 169 The Selfishness of Xianbei people

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"Sister Xueyin!!Sister Xueyin...I, I..."

"Okay, Shuwen, the past is over. Who will not make mistakes? You now know that all mistakes have to pay a price."

"Sister Xueyin, I'm sorry."

"Okay, I've already said that the matter has passed. Now I'm asking you for your opinion. I want to set up a studio, but it's not convenient for me to come forward. Are you willing to help me?"

"Sister Xueyin, of course I am willing, as long as you still believe me."

"Trust is not something that depends on your mouth. Haha, since you are willing, then find some old people to come back. I heard that the people on the anger are almost gone."

"Yeah, it's all broken."

"In the past, people from the second and fourth divisions could use it, but the ugly words were mentioned in front of it. I hope everyone can learn from the lessons."

"Well, I get it..."

"Go to contact us, we'll touch you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Li Xueyin looked out the window. The spring was bright outside. When she came out of the game, she felt a little dazed. There was a harsh winter season with ice and snow all over the sky. This was the singing of birds and flowers, but there was bloody storm and bloody rain. However, life there was still more interesting.

However, Fang Zhiwen suddenly sent a letter to tell her to see if she could re-establish the studio and then appoint a county magistrate to the studio. Li Xueyin understood that Fang Zhiwen was going to divide the grassland, and the main reason was that time didn't wait for anyone. Just look at Gongsun Zan's actions and you will know that if you delay, more uncontrolled forces will appear on the grassland. Instead of doing this, it is better for us to make arrangements ourselves. This is Fang Zhiwen's plan.

Li Xueyin's main concern was whether the people in this studio would be blinded by interests again after they had obtained such a big pie and did something that made her hate her deeply, because she was already very busy with Fang Zhiwen, so she could not take care of the operation there at all.

Perhaps, I should go to the Bai family again and find the bastard who hides at home to raise weight and beat it up well. I can't be so depressed just because of a bastard man.

In fact, Li Xueyin could guess Fang Zhiwen's idea. Even if these people betray them again in the future, Fang Zhiwen would not care, because Fang Zhiwen would have to divide the grassland forces anyway, and it would be the same for anyone to sell the territory to anyone. Relatively speaking, the studio he formed could be obedient for a longer time, which would be considered as Fang Zhiwen's profit.

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"I think everyone may be confused by Fang Zhiwen's smokescreen. In fact, what he lacks most is definitely not talents, but population! The situation of vast land on the grassland and sparsely populated will not be changed by the success of Fang Zhiwen's city. Therefore, Fang Zhiwen threw out this condition to attract the population from the Central Plains! I believe that it is definitely not just us who were hit by the official seal, but there will definitely be other players and indigenous forces. I think the Zhen family is very likely to get a county magistrate."

"Hiss! So that's it, it's so cunning!"

"This guy is really worry-free! I always suspect that this guy is the spokesperson of the smart brain."

"If you promise him, there is no possibility of Tianxiahui going back on your word. Tianxiahui is different from other guilds. Reputation is really important to Tianxiahui."

"Why can't he agree to him? Can he dominate him? That's not realistic at all. No matter how smart he is, his foundation can be compared with the aristocratic families in the Central Plains? If necessary, we can also form the Tiandihui and the undergroundhui. Do we have to be trapped to death by the Tianxiahui?"

"Haha, I agree, and promise him that we will have a base in our hands first, and Rehe is a good place."

"The sky on this grassland is getting so fast. By the way, where did Tadun go? Could it be that Fang Zhiwen and Tadun found a place to fight alone, right?"

"No matter what, now Youzhou is gradually stabilizing, and the grasslands are rising. I think it is not missed that the good thing about occupying territory. Even if Fang Zhiwen is a gun or a shield, the final key is still to see who develops better and who has stronger potential. Are we afraid of it?"

"I'm afraid that Fang Zhiwen will be sent to the players to be enemies!"

"Are you stupider than him? Or are we all stupider than him?"

"Well......"

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The Wuhuan people retreated, but Duanzi Gang did not let him retreat comfortably. At least, before Li Shehu sent back tens of thousands of Wuhuan people captured by Rehe back to Linxi, Duanzi Gang would not let these Wuhuan people retreat smoothly. Every night, Duanzi Gang would come to harass him on time, but he didn't want the Wuhuan people to rest well. If he couldn't rest well, he would naturally not be able to walk. In the end, the Wuhuan people had no choice but to rest during the day and march at night. Although he couldn't walk fast, he would at least go faster than walking during the day and camping at night.

When Murong Fang saw the Wuhuan people leaving, he did not feel completely relieved. On the one hand, he was worried about the lord in the distance, and on the other hand, he was naturally worried about the Xianbei people.

The Xianbei people who made Murong's side alert have indeed received alarms from the Wuhuan people and the latest war reports. Although only the Wuhuan people are heartbroken at the existence of Fengning City, perhaps this pain will spread to the Xianbei people soon.

Although Fengning is only one city, who can guarantee that there will be no second or even a third Fengning city. In the end, the Han people will build the city into the entire grassland. By then, the Hu people on the grassland will never have a place to stand. This is not an exaggeration, but a fact verified by the flesh and blood of the Wuhuan people.

Therefore, in principle, the Xianbei people agreed with the Wuhuan people very much. Only by destroying Fengning City and completely cutting off the crazy idea of ​​the Han people can this crisis be fundamentally resolved, but principle is principle, and reality is reality.

The Xianbei people who passed through the Rushui River were just the Xianbei Khan and the Murong clan under their names. Even though there were many people with a little far-reaching wisdom in the Murong clan, they could clearly see the harm of Fengning City to the Hu Zu on the grassland. Murong Han, the leader of the Murong clan, is one of the best. However, it really made the Murong clan rush up like the Wuhuan people, regardless of gains and losses. Murong Han really did not have this courage and spirit of sacrifice.

Therefore, after receiving the news, Murong Han did not order an attack, but issued an order to prepare for war, and then reported these things to the Xianbei royal court, waiting for the instructions of the Khan and the Corps of the nominal Xianbei. At the same time, Murong Han also contacted the powerful figures of the Xianbei in the central region, Kirbyn, Queju, and the Suli, Budugen and Tuoba clans of the eastern region.

To be honest, Murong Han also knew that no one would be willing to go to the expedition during this season, but once he missed the weakest period of Fengning City, the flowers bloomed next spring, and the walls of Fengning City may be built to a height of half a day. By then, it would not be possible for hundreds of thousands of grassland athletes to get off.

What's even more terrifying is that if the Han people discovered the weakness of the Xianbei people in winter, would they follow the trend? When the fire broke out everywhere, who would care about whom?

Thinking of this, Murong Han couldn't help but feel chill all over. Even though the cow dung in the big tent was burning strongly, the chill that penetrated from his bones could not be stopped. He couldn't help but think of what Kirby could say. The Xianbei seems to be powerful now, but in fact it is because the Han people do not like the barren grasslands. Once the Han people seriously deal with the Hu people, it will be a disaster for the Hu people. At that time, it would be better to rely on the Han people and be loyal to the Han people.

However, Murong Han knew that this was just a wishful thinking of Kirby. If the Han people really liked the grassland, loyalty would not work. They could only surrender completely. Being a Han people might be the only way to survive.

Murong Han smiled helplessly. Now it was just a thunder. But Murong Han had already thought that the blizzard had become a disaster. Was he a little too timid? Did he be old and no longer have any ambitions?

But whenever he thinks of the tall city walls built by the Han people, he feels a deep sense of powerlessness. How much flesh and blood does it take to climb up!?

Damn Fengning City! Damn Wuhuan people! Damn Han people! Damn Han people!

"Come here, I'll send you an order to raise the tent tomorrow to discuss matters!"

Murong Han shouted loudly, as if he was raising courage for himself.

The next day, Murong's generals and counselors gathered at Murong Han's knight tent. In fact, everyone knew the purpose of this tent promotion. Speaking of which, Fengning City is indeed a thorn in everyone's heart, but anyone who is willing to pull out this thorn will have some considerations.

The Wuhuan people's lessons are not far away. They were a total of 250,000 troops. In just three days, more than 70,000 people were lost, but they didn't even get up the city wall. Who would like to touch such a flesh-and-blooded grinder?

The so-called discussion is to put conditions on difficulties. In the final analysis, no one wants to go. If you want to go, everyone will go together. It is best if all the Xianbei people go. This is not a matter of any Xianbei tribe, but a matter of the entire Xianbei, right?

Murong Han sometimes thinks that his tribe is too smart and it is not a good thing. If no one is stupid, he can't find a stubborn bird. He sighed and Murong Han interrupted his subordinates who were talking nonsense below and said, "Okay, listen to my orders, Murong Sheng, you will lead the army. Each unit will have a team of 10,000 people, and gather 50,000 cavalry, and don't have slave soldiers."

"grandfather!......"

"Okay, listen to me, this little soldier will definitely not be able to attack the city. I didn't want you to attack the city. Your mission is to harass you. You can't build Fengning City with peace of mind. Find ways to raid Fengning City's business roads and attack Fengning City's mobile troops. No one asked you to die. I asked you to go because you are steady and know how to advance and retreat. Don't let me down!"

"The grandson will definitely live up to my grandfather's trust!" Murong Sheng's two red black faces were filled with depression, and instead he was excited, with a look of gaze, but he still had to work hard to look steady.

The Murong family in the tent looked at Murong Sheng with mixed thoughts. Some were jealous and some were lucky enough to gloat. Murong Han shook his head slightly, his turbid eyes darkened, and people's minds changed!
Chapter completed!