The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 48 The filter is broken, and the mind becomes deeper
On the hill, the conversation between Temujin and Jamukha continued.

These words surprised Jamukha. He could not imagine that Temujin had such great ambitions. He retorted in surprise, "The Jin Kingdom has many soldiers and generals, gold everywhere, and food and grass like mountains. How can we Mongols provoke them?"

This made Temujin very dissatisfied. He snorted coldly, "Why can't we provoke them? You would rather we be oppressed by the Jin Kingdom than to resist them?"

Jamukha looked even more surprised, "How did the Jin Dynasty bully us? Don't forget that the emperor of the Jin Dynasty appointed you as the military envoy."

Temujin looked at him angrily, like an angry lion. "At first I thought the Jin emperor had good intentions, so I offered them cattle, sheep and horses, but they were greedy and demanded more and more from us. We have to offer tens of thousands of cattle, sheep and horses every year, and now they want us to send soldiers to help them fight. The Song Dynasty is so far away from us. Even if we destroy the Song Dynasty, the land we conquer will belong to the Jin Dynasty. What benefit do we get? The soldiers died in vain, and the cattle and sheep did not eat the grass around them, but went over the mountains to eat the sand. How can such a stupid thing happen? Even if I want to fight, I will only fight the Jin Dynasty!"

Guo Jing was standing next to them, and after hearing this he also thought that what Temujin said made sense. He had been instilled with the brutal ideas of the Jin people by his mother since he was a child, and Wanyan Honglie's actions made him even more disgusted.

The Jin people deserve to be killed!

Jamukha took a deep breath and said, "Wanghan and Sangkun are unwilling to betray the Great Jin."

Temujin suddenly laughed out of anger, "Hmph, betrayal! What about you?" He didn't consider himself a subject of the Jin Dynasty at all. In his view, this was a transaction. You give me fame and I give you benefits. The word betrayal could not be applied to himself.

Jamukha looked at Temujin and said sincerely, "I only ask you not to be angry and return the dushi to Sangkun. I guarantee that Sangkun will let you go back safely."

Until now, he is still thinking about deceiving Temujin. Without Dushi, Sangkun doesn't have to be cautious. How long can they hold out with such a small number of people?
Temujin stared coldly into his eyes and said, "I don't believe Sangkun, and I don't believe you either."

Jamukha knew that he had hurt Temujin's heart, and said in a deep voice, "Sangkun said that if one son dies, you can have two more, but if one Temujin dies, there will be no Temujin in the world! If you don't release Dushi, you won't see the sun tomorrow."

Temujin knew Sangkun and Jamukha very well. If he fell into their hands, he would surely die. If Wanghan led the army in person, he might still have a chance of survival after surrendering. He raised his knife and slashed fiercely in the air, staring at him word by word, "I would rather die in battle than surrender! There is only Temujin who died in battle in the world, there is no Temujin who surrenders to the enemy!"

Hearing this, Guo Jing couldn't help but admire. This was the Great Mongolian Khan he respected and admired, and this was the Temujin he knew.

Jamukha did not expect him to be so stubborn, so he turned around and continued to reason with him, trying to persuade him, "You distributed the captured cattle and sheep to the soldiers, saying that they were their private property, not the public property of the tribe. The tribe leaders all said that your practice was wrong and not in accordance with the ancestral rules."

"But after I divided the spoils, the young warriors were all happy. When the chiefs saw the precious loot, they said they couldn't divide it fairly among everyone and took it all for themselves. Who wouldn't be angry about the warriors who fought so hard? Should we rely on those foolish and greedy chiefs or on the young and brave warriors to fight?"

Jamukha knew he couldn't win the argument, so he laid it on the table. "Brother, you insist on doing what you want and don't listen to the tribe leaders. Don't accuse me of being ungrateful. These days, you keep sending people to lure my subordinates to surrender to you, saying that the property your subordinates have taken in the war is theirs and they don't have to share it with everyone. Don't you think I don't know?"

Temujin did these things. The window paper was broken, which meant that there was no room for maneuver for the two of them. He took out a small bag from his bosom and threw it in front of Jamukha, saying, "This is the gift you gave me when we swore brotherhood for the third time. Now you can take it back. You can chop here with a knife later." He stretched out his hand and pretended to chop his neck, "I only killed the enemy, not my brother."

After saying that, he sighed again, "I am a hero, and you are also a hero. Although the grassland is big, it cannot accommodate two heroes."

Seeing that Temujin did not argue, Guo Jing understood in his heart that he had really done such a thing. As a dignified Khan, he actually stole his own brother's girlfriend and used these conspiracies. He always thought that the Khan was an upright hero.

For a moment, Temujin's glorious and majestic image was shattered in his mind, and he felt indescribable discomfort. When the filter was broken, Guo Jing recalled some of the things Temujin had done and understood a lot.

When he looked at Temujin again, there was no longer the admiration and respect in his eyes, only tranquility.

Jamuka picked up the small bag and took out a small leather bag from his arms. He placed them silently at Temujin's feet and turned to go down the mountain.

Temujin looked at his back for a long time without saying a word. Then he slowly opened the leather bag and poured out the arrowhead thigh stone he played with when he was young. The scenes of the two children playing on the ice in the past came to his mind one by one. He sighed quietly, dug a hole in the ground with his sword, and buried the gifts of brotherhood in the hole.

Guo Jing watched from the side and knew that he was burying the friendship in his heart.

When things got to this point, Guo Jing finally understood what his teacher had said: there can only be one king on the grassland, and there will be a war between them. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's just a matter of different positions.

Before, he thought that Sangkun and Jamukha were bad guys, but now he can finally look at the problem from the perspective of an observer. Whether it is Temujin poaching or Jamukha betraying Temujin, everything is just for self-protection.

No one wants to lose the power in their hands. For them, the tribes and soldiers under their command are their lifeblood, and Temujin's actions have touched their bottom line.

In a trance, he thought of the reforms of the dynasties and empires in history. The grassland today seemed to be experiencing the same thing.

After Jamukha went down the mountain, Temujin was silent for a long time before he stood up and looked into the distance. He saw the fire lit by Sangkun and Jamukha's subordinates, which illuminated the entire grassland like stars in the sky. The momentum was very grand.

He turned around and saw Guo Jing standing beside him. He asked, "Are you afraid?"

Guo Jing shook his head, "If the Khan isn't afraid, then neither am I!"

Temujin showed some admiration in his eyes and praised: "You are a warrior, you will definitely be stronger than your master in the future." Then he pointed to the lights in the distance and said: "They are also warriors. We Mongols have so many heroes, but we are always killing each other. The grassland has been torn apart and bullied by the Jin Kingdom. As long as we unite,

He looked toward the distant horizon and said with high spirits, "We can make all the land covered by the blue sky... into pastures for the Mongols!"

Temujin is a man with strong leadership and charisma. Although he is in trouble now, he is still full of confidence and very determined. People around him will be unconsciously infected by this confidence.

Guo Jing listened to these ambitious words, and suddenly he felt an urge to build a great business with him. "Khan, we will definitely be able to return alive today."

Temujin laughed loudly, "Yes, remember what I said tonight, as long as I don't die this time, I will treat you like my own son in the future." After saying that, he hugged Guo Jing tightly.

Afterwards, Temujin went to arrange the defense, and Guo Jing's excited mood gradually calmed down. He didn't know whether what Temujin said was true or false, but he certainly couldn't take it seriously.

Maybe it was just a joke, who knows. Ever since he knew the real reason why Jamukha and Temujin fell out, Guo Jing subconsciously guarded against him. In the past, he would trust his words 100% without any doubt.

But now, this trust is only 70%, and even has to be put in quotation marks. One must be on guard against others. Now, he finally understands.

The sky gradually brightened, and a pale white was revealed in the distance. The morning dew mixed with the scent of grass, and dew was hanging on the soldiers' armor.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A distant horn sounded, and Sangkun and Jamukha's troops began to stir, and their meaning was obvious.

After waiting all night and not seeing any reinforcements, Temujin stopped thinking about it. He came to the front of the battle line and looked at every familiar face. "Brothers, let's fight them to the death today. I, Temujin, will never surrender!"

As personal soldiers, their loyalty is beyond doubt.

As Temujin shouted, all the soldiers waved their weapons and shouted in unison, "Kill!"

Sang Kun, who was standing at the foot of the hill, heard the voice and his eyes flashed with coldness, "Humph, you're looking for death!"

Soon, the enemy's chariots and weapons clanged, their horses neighed, their hooves stamped, and their flags fluttered, and it seemed that they were about to launch a dawn attack.

On the hill, Temujin, his three sons, his generals and his personal soldiers lay in ambush behind a mound of earth, with arrows aimed at every path leading up the mountain. The air was filled with the momentum of impending storm.

After a while, a yellow flag stood out from Sangkun's team. Three people under its flag walked to the edge of the mountain. On the left was Sangkun, on the right was Jamukha, and the man in the middle was wearing golden armor and looked very noble. He was the sixth prince of the Jin Dynasty, King Zhao Wanyan Honglie.

He rode forward, his golden armor reflecting a dazzling light under the sunlight. Wanyan Honglie held up a golden shield in his left hand to block arrows and shouted, "Temujin, do you dare to betray the Great Jin?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Temujin's eldest son Jochi took seven steps forward and shot an arrow at him, but Wanyan Honglie sat on his horse calmly and motionlessly. At the moment when the arrow was about to hit him, a man jumped out from his side and grabbed the arrow with great agility.

Wanyan Honglie was not surprised at all and nodded slightly at him, "Go and capture Temujin."

As soon as the words fell, four people jumped out from the front of the formation and ran towards the hill together.

Seeing this, Guo Jing was shocked. These four people were all using light body kung fu. Judging from their skills, they should be people from the martial arts world, not ordinary soldiers. The four of them ran to the middle of the mountain. Zhebie, Borshu and others shot arrows like rain. Each shot was intended to hit the vital points, but they were all lightly blocked by their soft shields.

Guo Jing asked himself, if it was him, it would not be difficult to do this, but he was a little anxious when he saw them rushing to the front. "There are hundreds of people on the mountain, but these four are martial arts masters, not opponents of the same level. Especially with Sang Kun's army watching below, they are even more restrained and cannot respond with all their strength!"

If they were on the grassland, with a hundred cavalrymen at hand, any general on the field would be no match for them. But they were trapped here, losing their mobility, and were equivalent to sitting ducks. All those present were cavalrymen, not infantrymen, and could not restrict these gangsters.

In a moment, a middle-aged man in black rushed to the front and leaped up the mountain. Ogedei raised his sword to stop him, but the man raised his hand and an arrow from his sleeve hit him on the back, but did not pierce his armor.

Ogedei was startled and retreated quickly. The man stepped forward and was about to chop Ogedei with the long knife in his hand.

At this critical moment, a sword stabbed at his wrist with great force and accuracy. The man was startled and had to give up the sword. He stepped back three steps and looked carefully, only to see a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes holding a sharp sword, standing in front of Ogedei.

"Third brother, go back first, I will deal with him!"

Ogedei knew that the enemy before him was difficult to deal with and that he would only be a hindrance if he stayed here. He nodded and warned, "Guo Jing, be careful!"

Guo Jing has been living in the desert all his life and has never been in the martial arts world, so he doesn't know where they came from. These four people are disciples of "Ghost Gate Dragon King" Sha Tongtian. The eldest brother has "Soul-Breaking Knife" Shen Qinggang, the second brother has "Life-Chasing Spear" Wu Qinglie, the third brother has "Soul-Snatching Whip" Ma Qingxiong, and the fourth brother has "Death Axe" Qian Qingjian.

The one who fought with him was Shen Qinggang, the Master of the Soul-Breaking Sword. He had not expected that Temujin's subordinates actually had someone proficient in swordsmanship. He wanted to test his background, so he asked, "Who are you? Leave your name." But he spoke in Chinese.

Seeing the man speaking Chinese, Guo Jing guessed that he was a man from the south. He raised his sword and said in a deep voice, "My name is Guo Jing."

Shen Qinggang thought about it and realized that he had never heard of such a person in the underworld. A trace of contempt appeared on his face. "I have never heard of him. Surrender now."

Guo Jing did not answer, but looked around and saw that the other three had also gone up the mountain and were fighting hand-to-hand with generals such as Chilaowen and Borhu. These generals had all experienced countless battles, and they were able to fight back and forth against these people.

But Guo Jing knew that they could not hold out for long, so he thrust his sword at Shen Qinggang. He held the long knife horizontally, and the clear sword light was blocked by the knife. His sword skills were powerful and Guo Jing could not take him down for a while, and he was entangled in a fight with him.

Seeing that Temujin's defensive formation was broken, Sangkun immediately ordered his troops to charge. As soon as he gave the order, on the mountain peak, the general Mu Huali brought Dushi to the front of the formation, put a knife to his neck, and shouted loudly: "Whoever dares to come up will be stabbed!"

Seeing his son being held at knifepoint, Sangkun was extremely anxious. He valued his son very much and pleaded with Wanyan Honglie, "Sixth Prince, please ask them to come down. Let's think of another way. Please don't hurt my child."

Wanyan Honglie smiled and said confidently, "Don't worry, he can't be hurt."

In fact, he wanted to force Temujin to kill Dushi, so that Sangkun and Temujin would become mortal enemies from then on. In this way, their Jin Kingdom could rest assured.

　Brothers, please collect and recommend.

(End of this chapter)