Murong Fu looked at the old man in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart. Once upon a time, the word "Temujin" was a mountain in his heart, an invincible god of war that he needed to look up to, and a generation of genius who shocked the past and present. Now this legendary figure

He actually humbly and sincerely asked him about the reason for the defeat.

I have to say that this feeling is still... quite refreshing!

Soon he got into his old habit and said in a deep tone, "Old man, you should have learned these lessons by yourself, because in this way you will have a long memory, but it depends on your attitude.

For the sake of being so sincere, I will just give you some random advice, hoping that you can understand something."

As soon as these words came out, Jinlun Dharma King was immediately embarrassed, as if he was ashamed to know such a person. Princess Huazheng's face also turned dark, and she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to pinch him, "Can you show off your face? My father is polite to you."

Damn, you don’t even know what your last name is!”

Temujin, on the other hand, didn't care, and said with a bit of laughter and tears, "Don't interrupt me, Zheng. Master Murong, please give me some advice. I'm all ears."

When Murong Fu saw that his expression didn't look fake, he couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration. In terms of demeanor alone, it was rumored that Temujin hated him to the core. But from the time he stepped into this golden tent to now, Temujin's face had changed.

Never showed even a trace of hatred.

Of course, if this is because the other party conceals it too well, then his prestige and acting skills are enough to make him admire him.

After giving up the idea of ​​teasing Temujin, Murong Fu said seriously, "I think there are four main reasons for your defeat."

"Appreciate further details."

"The first reason is to seize the opportunity. Looking at this battle, you had at least three opportunities to capture Xiangyang City, but it's a pity that you missed them all."

"Three times?" Temujin was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he felt a little confused, and finally asked doubtfully, "As far as I know, it should only be twice, right?"

Murong Fu chuckled and said, "No, just three times. The first time was the night when my Murong family's army entered Xiangyang City. If you had launched the attack at that time, there would not have been as much trouble later."

Temujin nodded slowly, "Yes, but it's a pity that when I got the news about the change of generals in Xiangyang City, it was a little late. When I gathered my troops and learned that reinforcements had entered the city, I had no choice but to give up the opportunity to attack."

"The second time was when you captured Fancheng..."

Midway through Murong Fu's words, Temujin suddenly slammed the table, and for the first time a look of anger appeared on his face. If he missed the opportunity the first time because he was not well-informed enough, or because Murong Fu blocked the information too tightly, then

The second time, he was the one who ruined a God-given opportunity in vain.

Mentioning this matter, Murong Fu was also a little scared, and said with emotion, "When you discovered the secret passage from Fancheng to Xiangyang City, if you had not sent an imam into the city to carry out an assassination, but directly sent an army to sneak into the secret passage, you would have only

I'm afraid that Xiangyang City is already in your pocket now."

After a moment of anger, Temujin expressed regret and said, "Actually, that was not my idea. It was the great elder's own initiative."

"Really? Then I really have to say, you are not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but you are afraid of teammates who are like pigs."

Temujin sighed, "It's not entirely his fault. The plan to seize Fancheng had not yet been carried out, and no one could predict the success or failure. However, there was an opportunity to kill you before the great elder. He made such a decision after weighing it.

It can’t be wrong.”

Even after saying this, his tone was still full of regret. I must have wanted to kill the Imam at that time.

"Kill me?" Murong Fu was slightly startled, then realized, "Then he really made the wrong calculation."

Temujin shook his head and didn't want to talk more about this issue, so he changed the subject, "What is the third chance?"

"The third chance is Armageddon."

"Oh?" Temujin frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "What chance are there on the day of the decisive battle?"

Murong Fu smiled mysteriously, "I'm not referring to the day of the decisive battle, but if you advance the decisive battle a few days, I may not be able to win."

Temujin thought thoughtfully, "Are you talking about that kind of large artillery?"

Murong Fu originally wanted to tell the truth, but he didn't want to be guessed by his words, so he immediately said, "Yes, that kind of artillery is not easy to make. I worked day and night to make just a few of them. If you had come ten years in advance,

When Tian launches a general attack, artillery and artillery will not be able to appear."

Temujin didn't feel much regret after hearing this, "It was rainy and rainy in those days, which was really not a good opportunity to attack. If I really want to say it, I can only say that it was God's will."

Murong Fu suddenly remembered a pretentious saying, "I can't help it. If I give you a chance, you will be useless."

The corner of Temujin's mouth twitched, and then he said frankly, "I admit that many good opportunities were missed in this battle. What other reasons are there?"

Murong Fu pondered for a while, "The second reason is that you are too obsessed. Capturing Xiangyang City will indeed facilitate your attack on the Central Plains, but this is not the only route. If you had left early and detoured to other places, you would definitely not have suffered this defeat.

With the current strength of the Song Dynasty, it is impossible to send troops from Xiangyang City to deal with you."

Temujin nodded slightly, "I admit this. At that time, many generals suggested bypassing Xiangyang City and capturing other villages and small towns first, so that the cavalry advantage could be used, but I did not agree."

"Why?" Murong Fu couldn't help but ask.

A complex look flashed across Temujin's face, "If we send troops from Xiangyang City, I am confident that we can occupy the entire Central Plains within three to five years. Otherwise, I am afraid it will take more than ten years to accomplish this."

Murong Fu was silent after hearing this. He was indeed very old. In order to unify the world in his lifetime, it was understandable to make such a choice.

"The third reason is about the Khitan. I don't know why you left Yelu Hongji at Yanmen Pass. If he had been in charge of the overall situation in Xiangyang City at the beginning, the defenders in Xiangyang City would not have been able to hold on until my Murong family's army arrived.

."

Murong Fu was indeed a little confused, but this time Temujin didn't explain, he just sighed, "Where's the fourth one?"

"The fourth reason and the most important reason is that you don't know who your opponent is at all. In other words, you don't understand your opponent at all."

As soon as these words came out, Temujin was shocked. He had thought through the first three reasons these days, but he always felt that something was missing. When Murong Fu said it, he suddenly felt enlightened.

Before Murong Fu took control of Xiangyang City, he did not pay attention to the so-called Murong family at all, nor did he collect information about Murong Fu. He thought that the Tianshu Army and the Tianxuan Army were all Song Ting's armies.

They were vulnerable to a single blow, but they never imagined that the combat power of these two armies was extraordinary. Coupled with Murong Fu's frequent attacks, they gradually regained their disadvantage and finally decided the outcome in the final battle.

The bottom line is that he didn't understand Murong Fu.

"How is it? Have you figured it out?" Murong Fu looked at Temujin with a smile. There were not many opportunities to teach such a legendary figure a lesson, so he was naturally in a good mood.

Temujin nodded slowly, "I understand, I understand everything. I did make a big mistake. I fought against my opponent without knowing anything about it. How can I be invincible? If I had known about you Murong earlier,

The details of the family, I don’t think it will end like this.”

Murong Fu was noncommittal. There was one thing he did not say, and that was the power of science and technology and the insights brought from later generations that transcended the times for hundreds of years. This was his biggest secret and no one would say it.

After a moment of silence, Temujin took a long breath, and a relieved smile appeared on his face, "The question I wanted to ask has been answered. Now that I have died without regrets, little friend, have you decided what to do?"

As soon as these words came out, Hua Zheng became nervous and subconsciously grabbed Murong Fu's arm.

Murong Fu didn't look at her face, but he could feel her pleading, and he really couldn't bear it. After a long conversation, he no longer had such a murderous intention towards Temujin, and his mind turned, "What if

If you can withdraw your order and grant me the marriage to Princess Shao Min, I think I will change my mind. As for what will happen in the future, I can't guarantee it."

The implication is that I may not kill you today, but not necessarily tomorrow.

Temujin didn't know whether he didn't hear it or didn't care because he heard it. He just glanced at Hua Zheng with a strange look when he mentioned Zhao Min, "Maybe I can give you a better one."

Hua Zheng immediately understood and Teng blushed, "Father, what are you talking nonsense about..."

Temujin laughed and said, "I know my daughter Mo Ruofu, how could my father not see Zheng'er's feelings?"

Murong Fu was speechless for a while. We are now discussing the issue of whether to kill or not. Can you please be more serious?

Of course, he was not that thick-skinned. If someone dared to give it to him, why didn't he dare to ask for it? He immediately said, "Maybe you can give me both."

Huazheng suddenly stopped responding, and a trace of displeasure flashed across Temujin's face, "How can the daughter of this Khan be equal to others!"

"A common wife? Being a concubine is still a bit reluctant..." Murong Fu cursed in his heart and said, "Forget it, just give me Min Min. Of course, this is also for the sake of your Dayuan's reputation, so as not to spread the word.

People say it is legal for you, Dayuan, to kidnap your bride."

Temujin's face trembled slightly. He really didn't know what to say. His eyes flickered and he said vaguely, "Rong Benhan, please think about it."

"Well, I'll take my leave today. I'll wait for the good news from Brother Tie."

"Zheng'er, send Mr. Murong off for my father Khan."

…

The two of them left the golden tent, and Hua Zheng didn't speak a word all the way. His face turned red and white for a while, and he was obviously in a very complicated mood.

After walking for a while, Murong Fu suddenly said, "Eldest niece, what are you thinking about?"

Hua Zheng was stunned, "What eldest niece, are you talking to me?"

"Of course," Murong Fu smiled strangely, "Your father and I are brothers, aren't you my niece?"

With his playful smile, he seemed to have forgotten that he wanted to kill me just now.
Chapter completed!