"I want that old bastard to die, and that old turtle Hebule too, he deserves to die the most!"
Wu Jie didn't quite understand. Khabul was hiding in the North Sea. Although he was powerful, he didn't have much to do with the Song Dynasty. Why did the emperor hate Khabul so much?
He certainly didn't know that if Zhao Huan hadn't killed Khabul, Khabul's great-grandson (Temujin) would have dealt a devastating blow to the Song Dynasty, and would have carried out a horrific massacre against the future prosperous Chinese civilization, resulting in the destruction of many of China's treasures in the disaster.
This was something Zhao Huan absolutely could not allow. The only thing he could do about Hebule was to exterminate them all, to kill all the infants, leaving none alive, and to completely eliminate the threat.
There was no room for negotiation on this matter. Even if Zhao Huan were to search the entire grasslands and reach the Arctic Ocean, he would still kill Borjigin Khabul.
"Minister Wu, how about this: you take the men and Zhekeqiu and continue searching for Yinanchi, while I will go to Beihai to find Hebule!"
Wu Jie was slightly taken aback and said, "Your Majesty, Khabul is the most powerful on the grassland. Your Majesty's journey there will be extremely dangerous. I am willing to lead the troops there."
"My mind is made up. I am handing over Yinanchi to you and Zhekeqiu. You must bring Yinanchi's head to me!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Originally, Zhao Huan thought that Khabul would send troops to help Yinanchi.
Thus, Zhao Huan dealt with Yinanchi, Hurzhahusi, and Khabul all at once.
But unexpectedly, that old thing was like a thousand-year-old tortoise, hiding in the North Sea and refusing to come out.
His great-grandson seems much more impressive than him.
Tonight, the Imperial Guards prepared enough rations for three days and three nights and set off from the Northern Prefecture overnight.
The wispy clouds swirled across the sky as the 130,000-strong army moved swiftly across the grasslands, under the brilliant starry sky and the brisk summer winds.
Meanwhile, in Shazhou, Yue Fei's army had quietly entered the Longyou Protectorate, and the Song army was about to face a crucial battle against the various tribes of the grasslands.
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