After rebirth, I became Little Marquis’s Bai Yueguang

The outside of the pass was no better than the one inside. The biting wind on the grassland made Balehong look much older than his peers. However, his youthful handsomeness can still be seen from his already wrinkled face and the two sons beside him.

However, on the grassland, a man's appearance is not important. What is important is that he must have a strong enough body and absolutely suppressive force.

In addition to inheriting the toughness from his father's generation, Balexuan's appearance also has a bit of femininity from his mother's family. His eyes are narrow and long, and when he looks at people, there is always a hint of ill-intention, like a poisonous snake dormant in the grass.

"King, according to Erchen, it is true that the Yan Dynasty has developed a new crossbow arrow, but it needs to be discussed whether it can equip the entire frontier army. It is better to suspend the actions of various ministries first, and then send people to inquire carefully, and then proceed after getting accurate information. It’s not too late to mobilize the troops.”

Balexuan spoke in a leisurely manner, but Baleron on the side sneered and said: "The army has already arrived one after another. Stop mobilizing the army at this time? Balexuan, I think it was you who was taken over by the Xiao family. Is that kid scared out of his wits?"

Compared with Bareyon, Bareyon completely inherited the appearance of Barleyon, and was almost carved in the same mold as the young Barleyon.

When he spoke, he was full of energy, and when he raised his eyes to look at people, he also had a bit of condescending disdain. It was obvious that he was somewhat dissatisfied with Barexuan's words.

However, Barexuan only glanced at Bareron lightly, sneering in his heart, thinking that he was a brainless fool. He and Bareron have been in tit-for-tat for a long time, and he has never been at a disadvantage against Bareron in terms of verbal skills.

He just stroked the sheepskin blanket at his hand and chuckled: "I can't say whether I was scared out of my wits. But Brother Wang, your subordinates are roaming around. I heard that they are only ten miles away from Jinyun City recently. On patrol. Oops, it wasn't my men who were killed by the 'Xiao family's son' you called me last time, right?"

"You!" Bareron was irritated by the ridicule and sarcasm in Barexuan's tone. He slapped the table in front of him angrily and wanted to get up and beat Barexuan.

Not to be outdone, Balexuan stood up, and the king's tent was suddenly filled with tension.

Balehong, who had been sitting calmly in the main seat, saw that the two were about to start a fight, so he slowly said: "Okay, everyone, sit down."

Although Balehon looks old, in recent years new forces have emerged behind his two sons. But among this clan, within the royal tent, Balehong still has the absolute right to speak.

As soon as he spoke, the two men who stared at each other sat down indignantly. Barelon looked at Barexuan's appearance and cursed him in his heart as a coward with more evil intentions than a fox.

Before Balexuan looked away, he sneered in his heart and said silently, a fool who has no brains and only knows how to use force.

Balehong looked at the two sons below quietly, and after a while he said: "What Xuan'er said is not unreasonable. Let the spies in the city increase their investigation efforts, and be sure to obtain more accurate information. .”

The war with Dayan was the result of Balehong's careful consideration. Seeing that the bleak winter is coming, supplies are scarce on the grasslands, and it is necessary to plunder the rich customs.

They need a lot of grain, cattle, sheep, and... slaves to allow the tribe to survive the long winter safely. The Tata tribe also needs this battle to establish its authority.

To become the true king of the entire grassland, one not only needs iron-blooded skills to make people surrender, but also needs to show other tribes that they have the ability to lead the entire grassland to become rich and powerful.

Moreover, the power struggle in the king's tent has reached an almost uncontrollable level. The two young wolves can no longer tolerate their evenly matched opponents staying in their own territories. The time has come when Ba Lihong must make a choice. It's time.

As soon as he said these words, Barexuan stood up, held his heart, bowed slightly and said: "As ordered." But Barieron was a little anxious.

However, Balehong quickly turned to him and said: "The army cannot stop mobilizing, but until there is no result, do not provoke Dayan for the time being. Long'er, I will leave this matter to you."

Overjoyed, Bareron stood up and saluted: "As you command."

Barex licked his somewhat sharp fangs, and it was still the same. He seemed to be impartial among the two sons, but in fact he was practicing the art of balancing. If one of them had it, the other one must also have it. Only by fighting between two tigers can Bilehong himself sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

After giving instructions to his sons, Balehon also felt a little tired, so Baleron and Balexuan withdrew from the king's tent. Bareron turned and walked towards his men. He obtained the power to mobilize the army from Bareron, and of course he couldn't wait to exercise it.

Balexuan stood outside the king's tent, looking at the king's tent with a dark expression.

Rather than competing with the idiot Barron for the little profit that leaked from Barron's hands, he was now obviously more interested in the seat under Barron's butt.

After all, he could only compete with Bareron for a moment, but if he got the entire king's account, he could let the idiot Bareron go where he should go.

Instead of waiting for his father's favor, it would be better for him to be the king himself, right?

The subordinates around Barexuan looked at the prince's expression and did not dare to speak. After a long time, Balexuan turned around and said to the people around him: "Let's go. I ordered Nian Chiru to come to my tent and see me as soon as possible."

He is not a brainless person like Barelon. Jinyun City is stationed with the most elite cavalry in the entire Yan Dynasty. The leader of this cavalry was Xiao Yunyue, who had driven away Rouran who once dominated the grassland at a young age.

The entire Xiao family has been a nightmare for these tribes outside the Pass since the founding of the Yan Dynasty. Unexpectedly, the birth of Xiao Yinghuai was not enough, but another Xiao Yunyue was born.

The attitudes of father and son towards spies were exactly the same. Jinyun City was regarded by Xiao Yunyue like an iron barrel. The spies had to live an increasingly difficult and cautious life in the city, and the transmission of information was much more difficult than usual.

Bale Xuan's wings are not full yet, so he must be careful and act more carefully to avoid being taken advantage of by his opponents.

After watching his two sons walk out of the king's tent, Balehon felt a deep headache. The wolf cub's fangs are gradually growing, but as the alpha wolf, he is gradually getting older. Balehon has always felt a sense of crisis recently.

After taking care of the military affairs on his desk today, the distracted Balehong urgently needed to relieve his desires. But even if the Zuoyan family came, they would only fight for power for their sons, which made Balehong even more depressed.

Besides, men always prefer younger flowers. The two Yans have been with him for a long time. He is getting older, and so are they.

Balehong thought for a while and ordered someone to send Mrs. Xi. The waiter in the king's tent bowed to accept the order, and soon, a delicate beauty opened the king's tent and walked in.

As a king, Balehong always had no shortage of women around him. This woman, known as Mrs. Xi, was also the first Yuezhi who bowed her head when the Tata tribe gathered the grasslands and paid tribute to him.

The young Mrs. Xi not only has a flower-like appearance, but also has a charm and gentleness that the Yan family does not have. The women of the Yue family are just like the women of the Yan Dynasty in Guan, with delicate figures, like dodder flowers.

Barehon, who already felt old, could often find the feeling of his youth in her obedience, so she quickly became his wife from the maid next to Barehon.

When Mrs. Xi entered the account and saluted, she wore the bead necklace newly rewarded by Ba Liehong on her chest. The long beaded chain fell into the plumpness of her chest, and she also had a pair of enchanting eyes that could make any man in the world fall in love with her.

An ambiguous voice soon sounded in the tent, and the attendants outside the king's tent were stuck in place like logs.

Whoever can get the king's favor will naturally get more rights in the tribe. Neither of the two princes noticed that there was already a new love beside their father. (End of chapter)