Chapter 42 The Turkic Conspiracy
On the other side, under the Turkic tent, among this generation of lords, Mo Chuo Khan, who was the most courageous, was silent when facing a brief map that only marked the direction of mountains, rivers and rivers.
We love the grassland and cattle and sheep, but we love the gold, silver and treasures of the Tang Dynasty and the beautiful women with fair skin and beautiful appearance.
After several provocations, he had deeply realized the soft nature of the emperor who is now in charge of the Tang Dynasty.
Since the era of Tiankhan Li Shimin, the Turks' territory has become smaller and smaller, and the water and grasses in their residences have become worse and worse.
They retreated again and again, and under the blade of the Tang army, they almost fell into a state of perseverance.
But now everything has changed.
Opportunities are always left to those with a keen sense of smell.
Since Wu Zetian arrived in the dynasty, he smelled the breath that could penetrate deep into the mainland among the major Turkic tribes.
After more than ten years of hard work, when power was handed over to Mo Chuo, the Turks had become an important force in the northern border that could compete with the Tang Dynasty.
Several major tribes of the Turks obeyed him.
But his ambitions go beyond that.
Invasion, harassment, plunder, these are all pediatrics.
It should be said that there are no neighboring countries surrounding the Tang Dynasty who do not covet this fat piece of meat.
The Tang Dynasty seemed to have become Tang Sanzang, and these countries were the little fairies surrounding him, who were charming in the smoke.
Bi Liluo, a businessman who traveled between the Tang Dynasty, Turks and Tubo, has now been valued by the Turkish Khan and has decided to abandon business and enter politics.
This person neither likes to wear Hanfu nor Hufu. He often has a dry Taoist robe from spring to summer.
Mo Chuo was happy when he saw Bi Liluo. He knew that this strange character must have brought good news again.
Bi Liluo held his hands in his arms and stood in front of the map. Although he was not very clear about military affairs, he knew Mo Chuo's ambitions.
He lowered his head and said lightly: "Khan, news is coming from Tubo."
"Oh, what did you say?"
Bi Liluo presented a letter from Tubo. After Mo Chuo read it, the smile on his face couldn't be restrained.
"Khan, do we really want to cooperate with the Tubo prince?" Bi Liluo asked.
Mo Chu took off the wine pot on his waist and took a few sips.
It made a refreshing sound.
"Cooperate, of course we need to cooperate!"
He threw the wine droplet away a little and laughed: "Why can I not participate in eating the flesh and blood of the Tang Dynasty?"
"But, Tubo has always been hostile to us, and I always worry that there is fraud in it."
Mo Chuo glanced at him and didn't say anything.
Even Mo Chuo couldn't explain Bi Liluo's identity clearly.
He speaks Chinese language smoothly, and he is not vague in Hu language. Even his Xianbei language is excellent. He can also shout a few Korean words, which makes it difficult to distinguish his life experience for a while.
However, Mo Chuo was sure that no matter how he concealed it, he was still the way of thinking of the Han people.
For their nomadic peoples, capriciousness is common. Even if this boy, Wu Qitu, was deceived by himself, as long as he could actually occupy the land of the Tang Dynasty, Mo Chuo would be willing to cooperate with him.
Anyway, the chance of a war between Tubo and the Turks is simply slim.
Under this premise, joining forces with Wuqitu is a very good choice for Mo Chuo.
In the past, he was still suffering from Tubo's relationship with the Tang Dynasty, and his unilateral attack was not very effective.
Now, with the support of Wu Qitu, Mo Chuo seems that soon, the Turkic army can point its sword at Chang'an!
Mo Chuo fell into deep thought, which made Bililuo at a loss. The Tubo envoy was still waiting for our reply, but Khan gave a message!
"Khan, have we allocated some troops to support the Tubo Legion?"
Mo Chuo's head was covered with messy beads. He stroked it hard and said deeply: "Don't worry, you go and tell him that Tubo will definitely help you attack the Tang Dynasty."
Bi Liluo looked puzzled. What Khan meant was that he said, neither saying how many people he had or how many horses he had supported.
Help, what are you doing?
Seeing that he had not yet replied, Mo Chuo pointed him again: "Let the Tubo army go first, and when both of them are tired, we will buy the bottom."
Bi Liluo took the order and went to deal with the Tubo envoys obediently. He thought to himself, these grassland men were indeed fighting as long as they could, and robbing as they could.
If you can't fight, run away!
This Tubo envoy was sent by the prick.
The north wind whistled and screamed.
No one asked him to sit in the tent and drink a bowl of sheep** wine.
He sniffed his nose and kept looking around, and finally saw Bi Liluo's figure.
I walked around from behind the big tent.
"How is it, what does Khan say?" he asked anxiously.
Bi Liluo looked embarrassed, and the messenger thought that this matter might not go so smoothly.
"How many soldiers can Khan produce? Food and grass?"
"Don't be anxious when you come from afar. Khan is a cheerful person. I have already said that as long as Tubo sends troops, the Turks will definitely support them with all aspects."
"Really?"
The messenger's overjoyed expression made Bi Liluo feel relieved.
Although he is also a pure liar who walks around the world.
But he has a principle.
People who cheat have always developed one-on-one and one-line.
Like Mo Chuan, there is an army that can be tricked.
A country.
Too fucking unethical.
By this comparison, he, Bililu, is simply a conscience among liars.
"It's true. Khan has agreed. As long as Tubo sends troops, we will fully support it and ensure that the Tubo brothers have no worries."
The Tubo envoy left with hope.
Bi Liluo wanted to slap himself again.
Why did he describe Mo Chu's words so detailedly, and make such a great ambition to the Tubo envoy?
Scammers also have occupational diseases, there is no way.
Mo Chu stared at the map and had already thought of a follow-up plan.
Longyoudao has always been Mo Chuo's best breakthrough to tear the Tang Dynasty's defense line.
Along the Zhangye River, there is a place in Ganzhou, which is now within the sphere of influence of the Turks.
This place has always been a place where the Turks and the Tang Dynasty repeatedly competed for.
It is also the throat of the entire Longyoudao.
In recent battles, the Turks have won frequently because they occupied this place and can use it as a stronghold to continuously harass the towns of the Tang Dynasty.
Ganzhou and Tubo are not far apart.
Mo Chuo was preparing to strengthen the troops here and monitor the every move of Tubo and Tang dynasties.
Once a spark sprouted, he took the opportunity to go straight up and cut off Long Youdao's throat.
At that time, the connection between the Anxi Protectorate and the Tang Dynasty will be completely cut off.
Stumbled into an isolated situation.
Their control range will be eaten up little by little.
The soldiers were exhausted, their armor was stained with blood, their food was insufficient, and the trapped beasts were still fighting.
All the men of the Tang Dynasty will be killed by our Turkic heroes.
All the territory of the Tang Dynasty was taken into my pocket.
Chapter completed!