Hebule had a different idea. The Mongol Empire dominated the grasslands, and its biggest rival was the Tatar tribe. If the Tatars were destroyed, he would be the king of all Mongolia.
In the evening of the second day, the weather was unusually cold. Despite such bad weather, Khan Hebula ordered an attack on the Tatars the next morning.
On the morning of the third day, the entire grassland was covered with morning mist. Hebule arrived at the yurt, where the generals and Yu Bu Tong were already waiting.
"Master Yu, you said we would lay siege to the Tatars today. How can we attack in such a thick fog? It would be better to wait until the fog clears tomorrow before setting off."
Yu Bu Tong smiled and bowed, saying, "Three days ago, I said we would attack today, precisely because I have some understanding of the celestial phenomena. I knew it would be foggy today, and this fog is the help bestowed upon us by Changshengtian."
Hebule's mind moved: "What do you mean?"
Yu Bu Tong said, "If we attack in heavy fog, the Tatars won't be able to gauge our strength, and their army won't have time to assemble. As long as we find Xingchen Jiu's tent, we can kill him or even capture him alive."
Hebule worriedly said, "But in this vast grassland, we are like dark clouds covering the sun, and the darkness covering the eyes of an eagle. How can we find the whereabouts of the Tatars?"
Yu Bu Tong pointed at the thick fog outside and said, "A bird that leaves its nest always finds its way home. The bay horse I brought with me knows how to get home. Following the direction of the horse, we will find Xingchen Jiu's nest."
Hebule's eyes lit up with joy, and he patted Yu Bu Tong's shoulder: "The foggy day is a gift from Changshengtian, and you are also a gift from Changshengtian to our Menggu Kingdom. Come, assemble the troops!"
"Woooooo ...
Yu Bu Tong was surprised by the speed at which the Mongolian army assembled. Fortunately, this army was not an enemy of the Song Dynasty.
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