The eldest son of the red mansion

Chapter 753
As soon as Arslen Khan finished asking this question, the tribesmen below began to whisper and discuss with each other.

In the end, they recommended Chagambala, the leader of the Karaqin tribe, to speak to Ars Lenghan.

"Great Khan, now that Jia Ke is powerful, we may lose a lot if we wait instead. Now we have two options for Great Khan to choose."

"The first method is to break up the cavalry on the grassland to harass Jia Ke's grain road. In this way, although Jia Ke cannot be defeated, he can still hold out with him on the grassland for a period of time. However, in this way, Those tribes on the grassland who are too late to migrate will probably suffer heavy losses, and in the end Jia Ke will return to the Central Plains, and our Tatars will lose a lot of strength, I am afraid that the 1 countries in the Western Regions and the big food in black cannot let it go."

Arslen Khan nodded after hearing this. This method has been a common strategy used by the grasslands to fight against the Central Plains for countless years.

Although it can be forced to retreat in the end, the loss of the grassland should be greater.

"Then what is the second method?"

When Chaganbala heard Arslen Khan's question, he hesitated and raised his head to look at Arslen Khan's face, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "The second way is that the sweat is better to submit to Jia Ke temporarily, keep a low profile and wait The time has come to make a comeback.”

Before Chaganbala could finish his words, Ars Lenghan who was sitting above was already furious.

"Needless to say, Ben Khan inherited his father's behest and conquered all directions, but he never bowed his head to the enemy. There are only profuse Khans with severed heads on the grasslands, and there are no princes who kneel down."

When Chagambala and others heard that at this time, Ars Lenghan was still stubborn and regarded his face as more important than the lives of the tribe, so all of them looked a little ugly.

Standing below, Meng He saw clearly what was going on in the big tent, saw that the two sides were already at war, and knew that if they didn't persuade each other, they would probably fight each other.

So Meng He quickly stood up and said to Arslen Khan: "Khan, since you don't want to bow to Jia Ke, it is better to move the tribe west. There are countless grasslands and population in the west, which is enough for us Tatars to continue to live. Live a leisurely life.”

Arslen Khan looked at Meng He with admiration after listening to it. This Meng He was really sensible. He proposed this method at this time. Let's see what the tribal leaders who used to block the westward advance say now?
So Arslen Khan held off his anger for a while, and said to the tribes below who were angry with him: "What do you think of Meng He's idea?"

The tribal leaders below looked at each other in blank dismay, and naturally they didn't want to move westward to that bitter cold place.

But now the situation is urgent, if you don't leave, I'm afraid you will have to fight Jia Ke to the death.With their current strength, they are bound to lose.

So the hands of these tribes looked at each other, discussed with each other in low voices for a long time, and finally agreed, and the Tatars moved westward together.

When Arslen Khan saw that these people finally agreed to retreat to the west, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. At first, what Arslen Khan thought in his heart was to retreat to the west without a decisive battle with Jia Ke, but these tribal leaders did not A person who is willing to give up his current wealth and land, so he has to gather an army and fight Jia Ke tentatively.

How about now?You have to retreat westward in your own way.

So Ars Lenghan didn't delay any longer, and immediately ordered the tribes to take the warriors of the tribes back to the tribes to gather troops and retreat to the west.

These tribal leaders received Ars Lenghan's order and did not dare to delay any longer. They immediately got out of their tents, returned to their garrison, and led the warriors of the headquarters to disperse.

In the end, only Ars Lenghan and Meng He were left in the big tent.

When Arslen Khan saw that the tribal leaders who were dragging their feet had left, he sighed and said to Meng He, "I'm a little envious of Jia Ke now. He made a decision with one word in the Southern Dynasty. It's not like Ben Khan wants to do it." Everything will be constrained by the people below."

After hearing this, Meng He quickly comforted Ars Lenghan: "Khan, now is not the time to talk about these things. When Khan is on his way to the west, he will be able to slowly take back his power and overthrow these tribal leaders."

Arslen Khan nodded, "Oh, this is the only way to do it now. I hope there will be no mistakes on the way to the west."

After Arslen Khan sighed, he suddenly remembered something, "Meng He, if we retreat like this, we can catch up with Jia Ke's cavalry in no time. how?"

As soon as Meng He heard Ars Lenghan's words, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

When Arslen Khan saw Meng He standing there without saying a word, he understood in his heart that Meng He understood what he meant, but at this time Liu De objected.

So Arslen Khan picked up a command arrow and said to Meng He: "Meng He Ben Khan ordered you to bring [-] cavalry to hold back Jia Ke for the rear guard of the entire tribe, so that he can't rest assured to chase. If you complete the task, When you arrive in the west, Ben Khan will be in charge of the country with you."

Meng He showed a wry smile for a while, it seemed that Al Si Leng Khan was not taking himself as a threat all the time.

Although Meng He was unwilling in his heart, he accepted the other case calmly on the surface, and then went out to prepare.

When Arslen Khan saw Meng He leave, his face immediately became gloomy.

Now Menghe's prestige is increasing day by day, and many tribes are looking forward to Menghe's leadership. Today, many people who oppose themselves in the following are heart-to-hearts of Menghe.

From this point of view, the strategies of these tribes today may not necessarily be Meng He's intentions.

If Jia Ke surrendered, his subordinates would not be in danger of life, and Jia Ke would even reward them more in order to show magnanimity.

As for himself, a Tatar sweating profusely, I am afraid that the best outcome would be to be imprisoned in the capital. If Jia Ke had something wrong, he would immediately let his head fall to the ground.

Since you, Meng He, are not benevolent, don't blame me, a big man, for being unrighteous.

Arslen Khan then ordered his own soldiers, and once recruited his general Otto Man.

This person is not a Tatar, but a white man from the West, but since he surrendered to Arslen Khan, he has been loyal to him without any second thoughts.

Now Ars Lenghan can no longer fully trust his Tatars, so he can only send this general who is incompatible with the Tatars.

Otto Man entered the big tent and immediately knelt down when he saw Arslen Khan, waiting for his orders.

Arslen Khan stepped off the throne and turned around on the ground a few times, thinking about his next specific move.

Suddenly he turned around and said to Otto Man: "After Meng He leaves for a while, you will immediately lead [-] cavalry to ambush under the Qilian Mountains, and send more scouts. If Meng He is defeated and killed, you will The remnants of the defeated generals will follow me westward. If Meng He successfully stops Jia Ke, you will launch an assault on Meng He at the foot of the Qilian Mountains, and you must let Meng He's head go away."

Otto Man listened to Ars Lenghan's order without any hesitation. In his heart, Ars Lenghan was his god.

Arslen Khan sat on the throne limply after Otto Man left.

Ars Lenghan felt the biggest threat now, not Jia Ke, who was leading an army of millions, but Meng He, who was beside him, who might turn back at any time.

Besides, Meng He went out of the big tent and returned to his army with a gloomy face. Sitting in the big tent, his face became more and more ugly.

It seemed that Ars Lenghan was becoming more and more impatient with himself, and this time he was clearly asking himself to die.

Meng He sat in the big tent for a long time before finally making up his mind that if he could survive this time, he must hold his fate in his own hands in the future.

Then Meng He ordered his own soldiers to start running around, and by the next day, [-] Tatar cavalry had been prepared.

When Meng He was about to leave the camp, many tribal leaders came to see him off.

Many of these tribal leaders admired Meng He's wit and his great achievements in confronting Jia Ke several times.

When Meng He saw these leaders coming to see them off, he hurriedly got off his horse and said to them, "What is my virtue and what can I do? All the leaders come to see them off."

Chaganbala came forward, bowed deeply to Menghe and said, "King Zuoxian personally cut off the queen for my Tatars, and escaped death, so I should wait to see you off."

After Chaganbala finished speaking, the other tribal leaders also began to thank Menghe.

"Your Majesty, you must be careful this time around."

"King Zuo Xian, my followers still have three hundred good horses, you can take these horses with you."

The backbone of these tribal leaders began to send horses, so they each sent their own gifts, some gave weapons, some gave horses, and even a dozen or so tribal leaders sent their own guards, and these people gave Menghe gathered another 8000 people.

Meng He watched, and the leader of the Jia tribe also burst into tears when he generously donated to him.

"Everyone, how can I trouble everyone to worry about this, all the leaders, go back and pack your bags. With me, Meng He, in front of you, Jia Ke will definitely not be able to take advantage of it."

After Meng He said this, he got on his horse and left the barracks with a large group of people.

And the tribal leaders who sent them off stood at the gate of the camp until less than 4 people led by Menghe disappeared on the grassland, and then they all went back with sighs.

And all of this was clearly seen by Ars Lenghan standing on the high platform.

If Ars Lenghan still felt guilty towards Meng He yesterday, but now that Meng He is so popular, and those tribal leaders are so supportive of Meng He, that bit of guilt has long been thrown away.

"Menghe, Menghe, don't blame Ben Khan. If you are not excluded, we Tatars will probably fight each other on the way westward."

(End of this chapter)