Chapter eight hundred and fifth the icing on the cake
The strong man whom Spismult called Slav was stunned for a moment. He pulled the reins of his horse and took a few steps forward. The hundreds of thousands of triangular cavalry that were blocked by the slanting waves and the soldiers beside him came into Slav's sight.
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"Gudu! This... so many soldiers and horses? Didn't you say that the people who robbed you of your throne only have about 200,000 soldiers and horses? That's almost a million people, right?"
Spiesmult looked at Slav, who looked a little stunned, and pointed at the position of Hu Yanyu and Wanyan Chiezha with his riding whip.
"Look over there, the cavalry under the Wolf Banner are the enemies of this Khan. They rebelled and took away my position, forcing me to leave my hometown and flee to Mobei."
"What about the small and thin looking soldiers and horses on the left?"
"Those are the enemies of this Khan's enemies. I don't know how they can appear in the Yinshan Mountains at this time.
I thought that while the snow was deep and the traitors could resist the cold winter in their big tents, I would wait for an opportunity to catch them off guard, but now it seems that the situation is not what I thought."
"What should we do next? I, the general, have come with you to earn gold at the behest of His Majesty the Tsar, not to die. You can't lead us into a pit of fire."
Spiesmult also hesitated, looking at the 800,000 or so soldiers and horses spreading endlessly across the horizon and not knowing what to do next.
These Tsarist Russian soldiers and horses behind them are indeed tall and physically strong, but they are no match for hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses.
Looking at the evil aura exuding from the soldiers and horses in front, you know that they are not easy to mess with. They are definitely top-notch elite troops.
If something goes wrong, not only will he not be able to regain his position, but he will most likely end up here.
"Mu...Murt, don't be in a daze and tell me what to do next. Why do I feel like they are all staring at us with ill intentions?"
"Don't worry, Slav, there is a saying in our ancient land that the enemy of our enemy is our friend.
Those soldiers and horses are the soldiers and horses of Dalong. It seems that they are currently conquering the traitors who resisted me. I can try to communicate with them and make a deal that is beneficial to both parties."
"You...you want to cooperate with those skinny monkeys? They are just outnumbered. With equal strength, we can capture them with two charges.
Then trade them with their lord for gold, silver and jewels!”
Spismult saw Slav looking at the hundreds of thousands of dragon infantry with contempt, and he cursed an idiot in his heart.
You think that you can look down on everyone because you are strong. Although they are not as tall as us men on the grassland and tall guys like you, their fighting power is definitely not weak, otherwise I would not...
....
Not knowing how to explain it to this Russian general, Spiesmult sighed and felt a little lucky.
Continue to be arrogant. After I take back the throne, you will also become my slaves. It is really difficult for a smart person to start.
"Baru!"
"exist!"
"You follow Ben Khan to communicate with the coach of Dalong."
"Got the order!"
"Slav, restrain your soldiers and horses, otherwise if something happens, don't blame me for not reminding you."
Zhang Kuang put down the telescope in his hand and touched Yunyang's elbow with his arm.
"Commander, the people next to this Turkic army are really tall and powerful. If the prisoners were sent to Shuofang to work as coolies, the reconstruction of Shuofang City would probably be completed more than a year in advance, and there would be no need to pay.
Wages and salaries are enough to feed you.
The Turkic people who grew up eating mainly beef and mutton are not so strong. I really don’t know what these people grew up eating. Is the rice mixed with feces?
Putting a rope on it is probably more powerful than pulling a donkey!"
The chilling and eerie atmosphere around him suddenly collapsed due to his arrogant words. The soldiers guarding him on both sides smiled but did not dare to laugh. They bit the corners of their mouths and groaned.
Yunyang glared helplessly at Zhang Kuang: "You still have the intention to joke at this time. It's not clear whether this army is an enemy or a friend. If it is reinforcements from the two countries, we will be in real trouble.
If we want to fight our way out of the Yinshan Grassland, we have to concentrate all our forces to fight the enemy."
"Report, Commander-in-Chief, that these generals who suddenly appeared are here to pay us a visit."
Yunyang looked at the rushing messengers in surprise: "Greetings?"
"Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, although this man's Chinese is a bit difficult to pronounce, he could still hear me clearly when he paid his respects to a humble official."
Yunyang looked at each other strangely with the surrounding generals, and glanced at the cavalry of the Jin and Tu countries stationed on the western slope.
"please!"
"yes!"
Over a cup of tea, Spismult and the ten wolf guards were brought to Yunyang under the eager gaze of the dragon soldiers.
Spiesmult swallowed his saliva when he saw Yunyang and others staring at him with strange eyes, then raised his hands to his chest and performed a ritual.
"I, the Great Khan of the Western Turks, Spismult, meet the Commander-in-Chief of the Great Dragon."
Yunyang was startled for a moment and looked at Spiethmult in realization: "Spithmulter? Are you... Are you the Spieth Khan who was in the western part of the grassland a few years ago?
Were you not under the encirclement and suppression by the Turks..."
"Senior, I don't know. Back then, under the protection of the only remaining soldiers and horses, I luckily escaped the encirclement and suppression by the Huyan tribe and other traitorous tribesmen.
After many years, now, under the leadership of my juniors, the soldiers and horses under my command have grown stronger again, and I have returned with my friends and soldiers from Tsarist Russia. I want to take back the throne that I lost.
I thought of launching a surprise attack on them and catching them off guard, but I didn't expect to encounter this scene shortly after crossing Yinshan Mountain."
Tsarist Russia?
Several people subconsciously glanced at the Tsarist Russian soldiers and horses several miles away, and an idea flashed in their minds, and the word Tsarist Russia marked on the world map in the imperial study room of the Dalong Palace appeared before their eyes.
It turns out that not only were there countless small barbarian countries in the West, but there was also a Tsarist Russia further north in the Turkic Mobei.
In this way, everything will be explained.
Yunyang stroked his gray beard, stared at Spiethmult and pondered for a while, seeming to understand Spiethmult's purpose.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
If they and the idiot from Tsarist Russia were allowed to support the troops of the two countries, wouldn’t our own troops be able to...
Yunyang controlled his excitement and looked at Spicemult calmly as he asked the question knowingly.
"So that's it. I wonder what Khan came to see me for?"
Spiesmult hesitated for a while, then knelt on one knee in front of Yunyang and gave him the highest respect for a soldier.
"Senior, junior, first of all, I apologize to my seniors and all the generals for the mistakes my subordinates made when they went south to invade the border in the past.
I hope that Dalong Tianchao and the seniors can be adults and forget the faults of villains, and forgive the mistakes of younger generations.
As the saying goes, there are no permanent enemies in the world.
The junior begs the senior not to be as knowledgeable as the junior, but to help the junior defeat those traitors and regain the junior's throne regardless of past grudges.
From now on, the juniors are willing to follow the Western Regions and regard the Great Dragon Celestial Dynasty as their suzerainty, bow their heads to the Celestial Dynasty, pay tribute every year, and submit 5,000 war horses, 20,000 cattle and sheep each year, gold, silver, jewelry, beauties, and beauties.
stingy.
I hope the seniors can think twice and accept the juniors’ highest respect for the Dalong Court and the seniors.
Moreover, the junior can also give the senior the most detailed route to Tsarist Russia, where it is not a barren and barren land, but a vast territory waiting for the Great Dragon Heavenly Army to conquer."
Yunyang pretended to be hesitant and remained silent for a long time.
"The old men you mentioned are indeed very attractive. They are able to solve the war on the Turkic grassland without any bloodshed. Not only are they outstanding in battle, they are also immeasurable in merit.
It seems that the Great Khan has a deep understanding of our Han culture, otherwise he would not be so knowledgeable about current affairs and be called a hero."
Spiesmult's expression suddenly became overjoyed and he looked at Yunyang excitedly. After all these years, the southerners from the Dalong Court really still like to hear these flattering words as always.
"Senior, do you agree?"
"It's easy to say! It's easy to say! It's just..."
"Just what? Senior, please make it clear that if you are given an order, I will never refuse."
"Khan, you have also seen that the reinforcements from the Jin Kingdom that Huyan Royal Court and they have recruited currently only have 200,000 cavalry, and they have already been hunted down like lost dogs by my elite army of 500,000 to 600,000 Dalong.
Whether or not you have more than 100,000 troops to help me, it doesn't make much difference to me.
Your joining in is just the icing on the cake at best.
There is a saying in Dalong that it is better to provide icing on the cake than to provide help when it is timely.
In particular, how do I know that you sincerely want to cooperate with me? Instead of stabbing me in the back when I am encircling these enemy forces?
Cooperation is fine, but at least let me see your sincerity!"