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Chapter 130 I am willing to be your vanguard and go through fire and water for you!
Pojun's eyes were fixed on the silver-haired girl over there. The Tiele child next to him was curious, so Pojun held his head and pushed him into the yard. Then a thin layer of breath flowed, covering the place up.

Pojun had a calm expression. He looked like a scholar, but he was not holding a folding fan, but a sword.

He was calm, but his eyes were a strange purple. Looking at the quiet silver-haired girl, both of them had appearances beyond the ordinary, and had special features beyond ordinary people. Po Jun said, "Silver-haired,... I have heard that this generation of Yaoguang is the offspring of [that person]."

"Your father is already..., but he still sent you to the Stargazing Sect of the Three Outer Sects. He really has high hopes for you and wants you to reach the pinnacle of the path of formation."

"I wonder how far you have progressed in your cultivation of your father's array diagram and the star array of the stargazing series?"

Yaoguang looked at Pojun quietly.

The handsome young man in front of me exuded a kind of provocation that was eager to try.

The aura around was gathering. This was the challenge issued by the three secular sects when they discovered each other in the mortal world.

She thought about how to handle the situation.

The girl looked calm, with her eyes lowered as she read.

Her fingers were white and slender. She casually turned a page, her voice calm and without ripples:

"You got here earlier than me."

Pojun's movements froze for a moment.

The tense atmosphere just now froze in an instant.

Then he curled the corners of his mouth, pursed his lips hard, and then curled them up again, several times, then he clenched his fists, pressed them against his lips, closed his eyes and coughed, raised his chin, and said: "Ah, well, cough, cough, this, after all, is me, it's only natural!"

The silver-haired girl was quiet, her eyes calm.

In her eyes, the beautiful young man over there was smiling triumphantly, and flowers were almost bursting out of his eyes.

Ok.

The Po Jun clan are all unruly and confident, so this saves the most effort.

The girl was quietly flipping through the book, her eyes calm.

Very simple.

Po Jun stood with his hands behind his back and said a lot of words. Those words went in the girl's left ear and out of her right ear. Finally, Po Jun put his fist to his lips, coughed, and said, "So, you are here to assist him too?"

Yaoguang pointed her finger at the spot where her eyes had been looking and answered calmly:

"I think his ability is enough for both of us to assist him."

“In times of chaos, there are heroes and benevolent rulers.”

"The so-called hero's weapon."

Then a proud and approving smile appeared on Pojun's face.

I can't stop smiling.

Yaoguang thought about it and felt that it was somewhat similar to a big dog she had seen before at the foot of the mountain. She felt that if everyone was an animal, then the tail of the handsome military advisor in front of her would be shaking leaving an afterimage.

It is a smug gesture.

That kind of pride lies in one's own vision and the people one recognizes.

Po Jun maintained the expression on his face and said calmly:

"Humph, a mere Yaoguang has such insight, but."

"You understand very well!"

There was light in the young counselor's eyes. He walked over, staying within a safe distance from Yaoguang, then raised the sword in his hand and drew a pattern of words on the ground, saying:

"Yes, yes. He has martial arts skills, a magnanimous character, and the ambition to conquer the world. Humph, if you and I work together, in this era full of opportunities, he will be more than capable of surpassing the great leader of eight hundred years ago and the one of five hundred years ago."

"Although I have not been observing for a long time, I have learned something. He has a 100% advantage in overcoming all the problems in the world. I will explain it to you slowly..."

The silver-haired girl was reading a book quietly.

The speed of flipping through the book did not change.

Pojun was very excited.

He has an arrogant personality, but when facing people from the same three secular sects, especially when he is sure that he has really won, he will change a little.

Finally, Pojun finished his last sentence.

It was yesterday that he knew that Li Guanyi was charging into battle, saying that he still had the spirit of a young man, and a fiery spirit. Po Jun said, "Even the seven Turkic kings have recognized it. This is the spirit of a hero. He said that he felt that if the lord did not die, they would meet on the battlefield one day."

"Eight hundred years ago, the Red Emperor was just a knight-errant with a sword when he was young. The Overlord also used to fight bandits for the people. Even the powerful ministers five hundred years ago rode horses and carried swords when they were young, doing absurd things as a teenager. They were able to kill powerful eunuchs while guarding the city gate."

"Heroes since ancient times have always had a youthful spirit when they were young."

"With only scheming, you won't be able to survive in this chaotic world. Although I haven't met such a person yet, my teacher and Po Jun, who followed the overlord of that generation eight hundred years ago, have both left similar words. Strategy is important, but it is not the most important thing."

The young man suddenly sighed: "What on earth is it?"

"The so-called heroic spirit, the so-called personal charm, the decisiveness to risk everything, and the heroic spirit that can naturally attract people to gather around you. In the chaotic world, these are no less important than strategy. In fact, [decision] is more important than [strategy]."

"I don't understand."

"He said he didn't understand either. Maybe I'll understand once I meet those so-called heroes."

Pojun smiled, pointed to his head and said, "Look at the records."

“When the first generation talked about these things, he was smiling. He said that many so-called heroes are not very smart. At least in our eyes, they are not very smart. They will do many stupid things in the eyes of counselors.”

"As soon as you pick up the sword, you dare to join your fellow villagers, the butchers, the vegetable vendors, and the funeral clerks, in rebellion against the world. It's like you're courting death."

"They will fight back for the abandoned ones; they will stand in the front, for their sworn brothers, abandon the emperor's great cause and fight with all their strength, and never regret it until death; they will give up the whole situation for a decisive battle with a certain enemy."

"But it is these guys who are like flames, attracting people with the same great aspirations to appear around them. The so-called heroism and leadership charisma are such unreasonable things."

"Advisors are cunning by nature. We are following the cunning tactics of military strategists."

"But the teacher said."

"Without cunning, it is difficult to win a battle; however, cunning alone is not enough to win a big victory. It can defeat people, but it is not enough to defeat the world."

"The ruler who gains the world through scheming and deceit will not live long!"

"Grand and upright."

“Sometimes it’s really hard to put the weight of it in terms of weighing the pros and cons.”

Po Jun sighed as he spoke of the boy's strengths and weaknesses, and it seemed as if he was showing off. It seemed that his words were too many and too mixed, disturbing the silver-haired girl's reading. She thought for a moment, and said in a calm voice:
"He's a good cook, which is also a plus."

"The desserts are made with milk, pastry and honey, and are very different from those in Jiangnan."

The girl closed the book she had just finished reading, looked at the handsome young man in front of her, and said in a quiet voice: "Have you eaten it?"

The proud Po Jun's expression froze: "…………"

"Ok?"

"Um?!!!"

He had said a lot of things, but this sentence broke through him. He twitched his lips and was about to speak, but he heard a noisy sound coming from outside. Po Jun turned his head and saw the young man over there. He went forward with great joy and said, "My lord."

He paused and looked back, the drooping branches of the trees swaying slightly.

The silver-haired girl was gone.

Is it the magic of the Yaoguang series?
Li Guanyi walked in, with the young Khan Qibili behind him. Li Guanyi pointed at Pojun in front of him, paused, and said to Qibili behind him calmly: "Pojun, my counselor."

Pojun had a smile on his face, but he noticed something different from usual.

Then Li Guanyi pointed at Qibili and said, "Qibili is the Khan of one of the nine clans of Tiele."

Pojun smiled and said, "I have long heard of your great name, Qibi Khan."

They walked into Li Guanyi's yard. When the young man walked in, he subconsciously looked towards the corner. He always felt that there should be a girl there. He didn't see her, so he had to retract his gaze and then sat down in the yard.

Pojun stood on the right side of the young man.

Qibili stood on his left.

Li Guanyi sat in the middle hall.

Li Guanyi asked them to sit down, and the two of them sat down in silence. The children over there were already attracted by the food, and Li Guanyi told Pojun the general situation. Pojun immediately replied: "The merchant group of the Xue family and the seven Turkic kings is enough to feed ten Tiele." "But I wonder what products you have, Khan?"

Qibili said: "Fur, dried meat, some food and herbs, as well as cattle and sheep."

He was silent for a moment, and then said, "There are still people, men, men who can fight."

Pojun burst into laughter and said, "Stupid!"

He said bluntly: "You think too little of human life. Yes, it is a chaotic world, but because it is a chaotic world, you should take the initiative to increase the price of your own life... Don't take the initiative to invest in others, but wait for others to recruit you."

“Don’t take your life lightly.”

Qibili remained silent. He asked, "What should I do?"

Po Jun smiled and said, "First, bring up the items for trading. If you need our help, please change these things. The number of cattle and sheep only needs to be enough to ensure the livelihood of the tribe. The rest of the items will all be changed..."

Qibi said forcefully: "Change it to what."

Po Jun did not hesitate: "Horse!"

"Warhorse! A warhorse that can run long distances and adapt to most terrains!"

Qibili was silent. Li Guanyi was sitting in the hall. He didn't understand such things, so he handed it over to Pojun. Qibili turned his head and saw the young man sitting in the hall. The wind blew over, and the branches of the willow tree fell on his shoulders. He was young and bright, and the pond was wrinkled by the wind.

Qibili nodded and said, "Okay."

Po Jun asked, "What is the structure of your tribe?"

Qibili said, Pojun thought for a moment and said:
"How about this, follow the military way - don't get angry, listen to me, from you Khan to the most ordinary villagers, all are arranged according to the military structure. The world hasn't been in chaos yet, but the Western Region is already in chaos."

"The remnants of Tuyuhun, the rise of Tangut, the Western Regions, and even the Protectorate of Ying State."

"It's not the time for you to work hard to support the people. You can hunt and graze on weekdays. Once something happens, you can immediately transform into an army. I will design new tents for you so that you can set up camp immediately."

Qibili said: "We only have a few thousand households."

Po Jun burst into laughter. His laughter was wanton and arrogant. He said, "What do you mean by thousands of households?!" He stood up, put his hands on the shoulders of the young Khan in front of him, and said word by word, "You are wrong. It is a wandering corps of five thousand elite light cavalry and their families."

! ! ! ! !

Qibili's pupils contracted violently.

This is the role of a top strategist. With just one sentence, he broke the original limitations. He looked at the young man in front of him, watching him spread his arms, smiling handsomely, with purple light in his eyes, and said: "Don't do any business. That's wrong. It's wrong at its root."

"Wearing fur clothes and engaging in animal husbandry is convenient for the barbarians. A hero should travel the world. Why does Jinqi need to do that?"

Qibili's heart was stirred for a moment. He realized that the young man in front of him was a natural talent for inciting people to fight and desire. Pojun said, "Tie Le Jiu clan, you protect yourself, then make a name for yourself and find a small-scale vagrant Tuyuhun to fight."

"The Tiele tribe was originally weak. When they find out that you are famous, the other tribes will come to rely on you. That will be your chance. This is the second step of the strategy. When you become the leader of the nine tribes of the Tiele tribe, you will have a population of at least 50,000 households, which means more than 100,000 people."

"You should settle down instead."

"If you keep fighting, a real army will come to fight you."

"I remember that the Lord had a relationship with the Duke's Mansion of Ying State. The Duke's Mansion of Longxi needed hired field troops under its command to work together with Zhangsun Wuchou and others to balance the Western Regions. At that time, my Lord would guarantee it, and you could contact the Duke's Mansion in the name of the Lord."

"At that time, Tiele was famous and powerful, with a population of 100,000, capable of farming and fighting, and able to protect itself."

"Then we will raid the key points of the Western Regions, prevent the Dangxiang and Chen from communicating, block the rivers below, and connect with the Ying and Turks above. This is the ultimate hegemony."

Pojun has a bright and sincere smile.

A huge trap was set. Once the Nine Tiele Clans gained fame and went to the Duke's Mansion in the name of Li Guanyi, they would naturally become involved with Li Guanyi and become guest generals of the Duke's Mansion.

As for the future hegemony, it would not belong to Tiele.

Qibili said: "...In that case, thank you very much!"

Po Jun smiled and said, "Of course, of course. You're welcome."

Qibili took a deep breath. He had indeed seen the tribe grow stronger. He considered himself smart, but he had not seen this step. He bowed and looked at Li Guanyi, saying, "Thank you, you..."

"What happens today will be repaid tomorrow."

Pojun nodded, and the young man over there stood up to see him off. Qibili arrived at the door.

His eyes were shining again, and he saw the possibility of the Nine Clans of Tiele. He looked at those skinny children, pursed his lips, and was determined to do it, no matter how difficult it was.

Li Guanyi suddenly thought of something. He stood there, and Pojun suddenly heard the young man sighing. He whispered, "Sure enough, all the heroes in the world are gamblers."

"Chibili."

He shouted, and the Khan over there stopped. Pojun's calmness disappeared. He saw the young man took something out of his arms and threw it over without hesitation. The smile on Pojun's face froze instantly and his pupils contracted violently.

It was a golden seal of a tiger.

Qibili raised his hand and grabbed the seal, his body froze instantly, and Pojun turned around and grabbed Li Guanyi, saying: "My lord, are you crazy? This thing, you, you!" He wanted to tell his lord what this had done, which might allow Qibili to become truly powerful.

Another problem with his strategy was that the nine Tiele clans would fight among themselves if they got together.

Therefore, the Tiele tribe would only be under Li Guanyi's command, but if this item was given away...

Even if he took a step back, this would be a huge loss. He had countless examples to tell his lord how irrational this was.

boom! ! !
Pojun was stunned. He turned his head suddenly and saw Qibili, the young Khan who had traveled thousands of miles, suddenly kneeling on the ground. His knees and arms were prostrating, and his forehead hit the ground heavily, bleeding.

Only Tiele, who was struggling to survive, knew what this meant.

It would be possible for their children to live together and they would not have to fight.

The nine surnames united again.

Their elders no longer had to walk into the grassland alone to save food for the tribe. Blood flowed from the Khan's forehead. He gritted his teeth, but tears still fell in big drops. Such a brave man couldn't control his tears while he was covered in blood.

He stretched out his hand and tore off the wolf's fangs on his neck, and then the faint breath began to dissipate, and the wind suddenly shook and became hurried.

Like the roar of a wolf.

The breath solidified, the clouds gathered, and turned into a gray wolf that appeared behind the young Khan. The gray wolf raised its head and roared in a low voice. The Dharma image that could only appear from a hero in the world appeared, and Li Guanyi's bronze tripod roared violently.

His aura had been suppressed by the thing passed down from generation to generation, and Qibi Li had not taken any action.

Li Guanyi's realm is not high enough.

The bronze tripod did not sense that breath.

He was not born with a Dharma image, but he was a world-renowned genius recognized by the Dharma image because of his firm belief in his youth. Li Guanyi looked at the young Khan in front of him and suddenly remembered the first enemy he encountered in the secret realm, the third prince of Tiele.

[That is the star in the sky falling to the ground, it is the legend of the wolf at the highest point of the sky]

The strongest man of Tiele five hundred years ago, an enemy who was recognized and recorded in the memory of the world's number one general, General Xue, and preserved for future generations, the fate of the third prince of Tiele, reappeared on the earth after five hundred years of the Spring and Autumn Period.

The dormant claws of the gray wolf are still sharp, and they let out low roars in the troubled times.

Po Jun murmured: "【Sirius Fate】? ! ! The Lord of the Tyrant."

Then the gray wolf bowed its head before the white tiger.

The young Khan, who was destined to become a famous general in the future, raised his hand. Blood flowed from his forehead and tears streamed down his face. He said in a hoarse voice: "My life is yours. My blade will fight for you. Even if I die, please bury me in your mausoleum. I fought for you until I died."

"After death, let me accompany you in your carriage!"

"I am willing to go through fire and water for your sharp edge!"

He kowtowed heavily.

Po Jun was stunned. He didn’t understand, he really didn’t understand why it turned out like this, but he suddenly remembered those records. Sometimes, heroes in the world are not smart, but only such people can pacify the troubled times.

He looked at the young man. He knew Li Guanyi's character and how the young man would act. He would help him up with a smile, and then say that it was not necessary like a knight-errant, and pat him on the shoulder with a smile. But this time, when Pojun saw the young man turn around, there were clouds and wind in his eyes.

The young man stretched out his hand.

He just said one word.

"it is good!"

Li Guanyi replied: "In these troubled times, I will wait for your answer."

Pojun's pupils contracted violently.

he's changed.

(End of this chapter)