P.S.: Haha, I guess I'll have to break my promise tonight. I have something to do early tomorrow morning, so I need to get back to bed now. I still owe two chapters, so I can't add an extra chapter today. Sorry everyone, I'll try to squeeze in more time to write tomorrow.

After reading this chapter, everyone should get some rest.

Yi Nanchi Khan has been searching for Yelü Dashi for the past few months. He desperately wants to capture Yelü Dashi and trample his flesh and blood with his horses.

Perhaps no one hated Yelü Dashi more than him.

Six months ago, he trusted Yelü Dashi very much and decided to support Yelü Dashi to become the true emperor of the grasslands.

But the defeat at Blackwater and the death of his eldest son, Yubulu, enraged him to the extreme.

Yelü Dashi, the instigator of all this, actually fled north to the grasslands and has been missing ever since.

It's pitiful that he even married his daughter to Yelü Dashi and sent 300,000 troops to help Yelü Dashi complete the great cause of establishing a country.

Not only have we failed to establish a nation, but we've also lost our eldest son, suffered the loss of 200,000 troops, and offended the Song Dynasty.

The Song emperor's proclamation of war had already spread across the grasslands.

The Naiman tribe should prepare to face the wrath of His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!

Yinanchi's second son, Baibuqa, said, "Father Khan, the Song Kingdom is powerful, but it has suffered heavy losses. Let's ask the Kereit tribe for help."

Yi Nanchi said, "A year ago, we just launched an attack on the Kereit tribe. That old fox, Hurjahus, is unwilling to form an alliance with us now."

"Father Khan, rest assured, I will immediately make a trip to the Kereit tribe to discuss with Khurjahus the necessity of an alliance between the two sides."

How will you persuade Khurjahus?

"The Song emperor's ambition to destroy the various tribes of the grasslands is obvious. It is impossible for Hurzahusi not to know the ancient Chinese saying 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold'."

"This is the only way for now. Go and come back quickly."

Baibuhua led his men and rushed swiftly towards the Kereit tribe in the northeast.

On the vast grasslands, the Naiman tribe was very powerful, and only the Kereit tribe could rival them.

These two tribes have been vying for dominance over the grasslands.

Since the Naiman tribe suffered a heavy blow in its attack on the Song Dynasty last year, the situation on the grasslands has changed dramatically, and the Kereit tribe has become the new overlord of the grasslands.

Yelü Dashi has disappeared.

Baibuqa led his men into Khurjahus's royal tent: "Your Majesty Khurjahus Khan, I come on behalf of my father to offer my sincerest greetings. May God bless his people."

"Bai Buhua, I know why you came. You should go back. My Kereit tribe will not support you."

"Your Majesty Khurjahus Khan, if the Song Kingdom defeats us, you will be our next target."

"Nonsense! We have no grudge against the Song emperor. He would never attack us. Even if he did, we are in the northern desert. His supplies would not be enough to support him to come here. Your Naiman tribe has done something stupid, so you should bear the consequences."

"There is an old saying among the Han people: 'If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold.' I urge you, Khan, to think twice before you act."

"I've already said it, we haven't offended the Song Kingdom. We're in the northern desert, so it's impossible for him to come and attack us now!"

Bai Buhua asked, "I wonder what kind of person Yelü Dashi is in the heart of Khurjahus Khan?"

"Yelü Dashi is an extremely intelligent man, which is why I am unwilling to cooperate with him. Cooperating with him means either death or submission to him."

"How is his military performance?"

“I once fought against him. He used only three thousand iron cavalry to break through my army of twenty thousand. He is also a genius in military campaigns.”

"Khu'er Zahusi Khan, how do you compare yourself to him?"

"I am not as good as him."

"As you know, Yelü Dashi was defeated by the Song general Yue Fei. Yue Fei has already carved words at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain, which is a provocation against our various tribes on the grasslands. Do you think Yue Fei cannot penetrate deep into the grasslands to launch a surprise attack on you?"

Seeing that Hurzahusi's expression had changed, Bai Buhua continued, "Once the Han people rise, they will become extremely powerful. In ancient times there was the Qin and Han dynasties, before that there was the Tang dynasty, and now there is the Song dynasty. If you do not want to be destroyed by the Han people, you must unite."

"The Han people are becoming increasingly powerful, and it is time for all the tribes of the grasslands to unite."

"To express our sincerity, my father Khan specially sent my sister to serve you, Khu'erjahus Khan, hoping that we can form an alliance and fight against the Great Song Dynasty together."

Suddenly, Zhahusi fell into deep thought. What Baibuhua said made sense. Yue Fei had already reached Langjuxu Mountain, so he was not far away.

I've heard that the emperor of the Song Dynasty was a ruler with a strong desire for conquest, and he was likely to be like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

The war in the Hetao region of Northwest China had just ended, and the Song emperor was already eager to conquer the grasslands. Such an emperor was simply a war maniac.

Hurjah Khan's expression softened somewhat: "How do you intend for me to help you?"

"It's very simple. Send 200,000 troops to bypass the Song Dynasty and attack the Longyou Protectorate. Stir up the waters in the northwest, get the Qing Tang tribe involved, divert the Song emperor's attention, and relieve the pressure on the grasslands."

Hurzahus frowned immediately. The plan sounded good, but Baibuhua actually asked him to send 200,000 troops right off the bat. How could that be possible!

Two hundred thousand warriors didn't grow out of the land; they were all born of their own mothers.

"I, the Khan, can only send 50,000 troops!"

“Hur Zha Husi, the Longyou Protectorate of the Song Kingdom has 200,000 troops, but this number is far from enough.”

"Hehe, if your Naiman tribe contributes another 150,000, wouldn't that be just enough to match the Song army? Add the Qingtang tribe, and with the strength of our grassland warriors, defeating the Song Kingdom would be a piece of cake."

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