Ambahai was a cruel and tyrannical leader with great ambitions.

Ever since Khabul was killed by Zhao Huan, he has styled himself as the Khan of the Mongols.

Over the years, at Yelü Dashi's suggestion and facilitation, the leaders of various tribes in the northern desert have secretly met many times.

The main topic of discussion was how to expel the Han people and restore peace and order to the grasslands.

Especially the Northern Prefecture of the Dog Emperor, a city built in the heart of the grasslands, wielded immense power to intimidate the grasslands.

The Song Dynasty's most adept economic tactics were employed so skillfully in the Northern Prefecture that many merchants from the west gradually began to gather there.

They subtly intend to transform the heart of the grasslands into a city for the Han people.

Such policies are constantly stimulating the nerves of the tribal chiefs deep in the grasslands.

If we don't resist the Song Dynasty soon, our children won't be able to ride horses in the near future.

Taking advantage of the Gaochang Kingdom's actions in front of the Song Dynasty, Yue Fei and Wu Jie deployed troops into the western border. Anbahai and other leaders could no longer remain calm and hastily mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops, dividing them into two routes.

Led by his son Muker, a force of 120,000 men removed the thorn in the side of Beifu, Beiyuan Village.

An army of 500,000 men, drawn from various units, rushed towards Beifu with lightning speed, intending to raze Beifu to the ground in one fell swoop.

So that the Song Dynasty's dog emperor would know the might of the grassland warriors!

Originally, an army of 500,000 men charged forward full of energy, bringing with them a hundred giant catapults and an endless line of warriors.

To paraphrase my own boastful words: My sons, shouting at the same time, could scatter the white clouds in the sky.

But after only one day of the army's approach to Beifu City, they were already somewhat bewildered.

Why do we say "some"?

Because my son's one hundred giant catapults, which he was so proud of, were blasted to smithereens by the Song army's cannons on the walls of Beifu City.

The scene he envisioned of Song soldiers on the city walls being smashed to pieces by catapults did not materialize.

On the contrary, the Song army's firearms deeply shocked his troops.

As the highest-ranking official of the Northern Prefecture, Lu Zai stood atop the city wall, calmly and composedly observing everything.

From the moment the barbarians swarmed in, shouting and cursing beneath the city walls, displaying their imposing presence, to the moment they launched their giant catapults, clamoring to smash the city walls, to the moment they stormed into the city and vowed to massacre its inhabitants.

Finally, the giant catapults were all destroyed.

Times of Day.

Most of the day was spent by my son, who was arranging his troops and setting up a formidable formation.

The giant catapults were all smashed, but it only took half an hour.

In half an hour, I, my son, experienced the most unbearable half hour of my life.

The feeling was like going from the immense pride of thinking you owned the world and could trample it underfoot, to shock, loss, and finally, a fit of rage, cursing Lu Zai, the dog emperor, and the Han people in the main army tent for a full half hour.

One hundred catapults were given to him by Yelü Dashi.

When he received those one hundred catapults, he was as happy as a two-hundred-pound child.

After cursing, Ibahai ordered the vanguard to attack the city.

As a result, all 20,000 troops that went up were captured by the Song army's artillery, muskets, and archers on the walls of Beifu City.

The corpses on the ground were riddled with arrows, densely packed together.

After sending out 20,000 heads, Ibahai was furious.

He planned to press on and launch a full-scale attack on the city.

But at this moment, news came from the north that made him explode instantly: the 120,000-strong army had collapsed!

At first, Ibahai didn't believe it, but soon he received a package. When he opened it, he found it was Murk's head!

If life is a train ride, my kid has probably been on a roller coaster lately.

The news that Anbahai was mobilizing troops to move south finally reached Yelü Dashi, who was in the western part of the Karakhanid Khanate at the time.

Yelü Dashi had just repelled a group of Abbasid troops and eradicated all the forces within the Khalkha Khanate that refused to submit to him.

The night before, he had planned to establish his own territory here, grow stronger, and then unite with the tribes on the grasslands, as well as mobilize the Tibetans in Qingtang, to put pressure on the Song Dynasty.

I never expected my son to act ahead of time.

Upon hearing this news, the usually refined and polite Yelü Dashi cursed Anba Hai as a stupid pig for the duration of an incense stick burning.

Bilege's unauthorized provocation of conflict with the Song Dynasty had already driven Yelü Dashi crazy.

Now another kid has come along.

Yelü Dashi cursed: "These two are no different from pigs!"

Yelü Dashi was very clear that the strength of the Song Dynasty was not simply due to the emergence of a few capable generals.

The overall strength of the Song Dynasty was constantly increasing.

To curb the Song Dynasty's expansion into the western regions, it was necessary to mobilize the various Tibetan tribes, the Gaochang Kingdom, the steppe tribes, and combine them with the power of the Karakhanid Khanate.

At the same time, they sowed discord between the impetuous and reckless Duke Chong and the emperor, triggering internal strife.

Looking back, it all seems so wonderful.

They conquered the Karakhanid Khanate, repelled the Abbasid army, and secured their territory.

After another two years of operation, or at most two years, we can take action.

Of course, Yelü Dashi did not take action personally, but rather he mobilized the various tribes of the grasslands and Tibet first.

I never expected that those two pigs, Bilege and Anbahai, would actually start thinking on their own!

Now things are really messed up; the grasslands, Gaochang, and Tubo are basically fighting their own battles.

After Gaochang was struck and its people were thrown into panic, the Tubo Kingdom had not yet made a move, but the grasslands suddenly stirred up trouble again.

Most importantly, the Duke of Chong...

After cursing Anbahai, Yelü Dashi calmed down and carefully considered the current situation.

It's impossible to get those brainless bastards on the grasslands to retreat.

If Tibet is mobilized now, the war in the Northern Prefecture will probably be over, and Gaochang will have been thoroughly defeated and subdued.

Therefore, mobilizing Tibet would be futile.

Moreover, the relationships among the various Tibetan tribes were complex.

Yelü Dashi has not yet truly sorted things out; it will take some more time.

Forget it, let those two pigs go and fight the Song army.

Now it can only serve a consumption purpose.

Upon further reflection, Yelü Dashi decided to change the strategy he had set out the previous night.

Heading east now is definitely not an option; the Song army's strength is too formidable to withstand a direct confrontation.

However, the Arabs we drove away some time ago still have vast territories there, which we can expand into.

The dog emperor probably has no interest in those territories.

Let's get through this first; we'll have to think about the future later.

Yelü Dashi looked worried, but Bilege was all smiles.

When he heard that the grassland army was pressing on the northern border, he laughed loudly in his court and asserted that Yue Fei and Wu Jie would surely return to rescue the area.

His stress will suddenly disappear at that time.

So he began to plan to mobilize all his forces to change the course of the war, to push Gaochang's sphere of influence eastward into Shazhou, and finally, while Yue Fei and Wu Jie were heading north to the grasslands, he would drive straight into the Hetao region.

Thinking about it this way, reaching the pinnacle of life, isn't that great!