"Single... Khan! I'm afraid Chi Shu and Mu Huali are not his opponent!" Zhe said not to worry.

Temujin also realized that these two people were completely suppressing him now, and it would be meaningless to continue!

"Take don't go on you! Change them back!" Temujin said helplessly.

"Leave it to me!" Zhebe picked up the Feiling gun in his hand and urged the horse to kill him. Seeing that Subutai was about to kill the two of them, Zhebebe's Feiling gun in his hand pointed it lightly and then opened the weapons of the three of them.

Seeing another general coming, Subutai looked serious in an instant. He was able to deal with two people, but against three people, and this Zhe's force was not weaker than him, which made him feel very stressed. Zhebi looked forward and said, "Dropping off the horse quickly!"

Su Butai looked at the three of them and snorted coldly: "I only obey the wolf god in my life, and I have never obeyed the others?"

"You have to think it through!" Zhebo snorted coldly. As long as this guy said no, the Feiling gun in his hand could penetrate his heart and lungs.

Subutai looked at Temujin behind and snorted coldly: "I play for King Yu Wu because he has kindness to me, but he! He is not worthy yet!"

"Oh!" Temujin smiled. He began to doubt his charm for the first time, and couldn't help but smile and said, "I have a way to convince you! Are you willing to surrender!"

Subutai looked at Temujin Dahu and said, "The eagle on the grassland will never let go of prey easily! You are that eagle, but I am not an ordinary prey either!"

Temujin looked at Subutai and said for a while: "This is it! Do three things for me! Just finish these three things! I can let you go! At the same time, I also promise! I won't hurt your tribe members at all!"

"You really...!" Su Butai was moved. If this was the case, he would not be considered betrayal.

"What I said to Temujin is iron, this mountain!" Temujin pointed to the surroundings, and the soldiers around him admired them very much.

Subutai looked at Temujin and said, "I have another request!"

"Tell me!" Temujin naturally smiled when he saw hope. As long as this guy reached the palm of his hand, there was no possibility of escape.

"Can you let Yu Wuwang go to his wife and children?" Su Butai said helplessly.

"No problem!" Temujin was as tolerant and generous as ever.

"Okay! I surrender!" Subutai turned the giant axe in his hand, and fortunately, the soldiers who fought stubbornly also put down their weapons.

Temujin looked forward and said, "These surrendered soldiers will be left to you to command! But I don't want the promises of the grassland men to be like dry bones and cannot stand the test of time!"

"Shanyu, please rest assured! I will definitely restrain my subordinates!" Su Butai said seriously.

"Remember to call me Khan!" Temujin didn't know why, so he didn't like the name Shanyu very much, but instead had a special liking for Khan.

"Yes! I know!" Su Butai said helplessly.

Temujin looked forward and said, "Torai!"

"Father is here!" A man came over, holding a big knife in his hand, his face covered with blood. He didn't know whether it was his own or the enemy's, and looked at Temujin with a foolish smile.

Temujin patted his shoulder, then pinched his face, and smiled and said, "Go and follow your Uncle Chi Shu! Put the salt of Yu Wushi, cattle, sheep and beauties! Wait back to our tribe!"

"It's my father!" Tuo Lei smiled, carried his weapons, lit up a few capable subordinates, and led the army over.

In ancient grassland women had a very low status. They were the objects of slavery for men. Sometimes without food and grass, they would be treated as food and grass for winter. Therefore, it is the greatest luck that these captured people can live. They don’t care about their wives and children. Compared with their own lives, they are not very important.

Tzebey looked at Temujin and said, "Khan! This King Yu Wu escaped, I'm afraid he would want to rescue Sirong! What should we do then!"

Temujin looked at the vast grassland, took out the prepared milk wine, took a sip, and handed it to Takabe, saying, "Sirong is just a synonym for the grassland! They have become accustomed to enjoying themselves over the years and often squeezed other tribes. Tribes from all over the world are dissatisfied with them. At that time, we will unite them and fight them more easily!"

"With my construction, Khan, why not just give me some tributes with them! Isn't that enough?" Takabe took the milk wine handed over by Temujin and said seriously.

"Don't use Zhe! You are using Chinese lyrics well!" Temujin said half-jokingly.

"I don't dare!" I have followed Temujin for many years, and I'm afraid I've been angry with Temujin now.

"Rongdi, Quanrong, Shanrong, Guirong, and other ones are my opponents! Do you think it is possible to surrender to them?" Temujin said seriously, took out a look at the cowhide and wiped the sword in his hand.

"But! Each of these four Rong soldiers is 20,000 yuan per person! Our soldiers are only 9,000 yuan, how can we fight against them!" Zhebe said seriously.

"Tetsubashi, you still don't understand what I mean!" Temujin sighed helplessly.

"Khan, then what are you..." Zhebo said carefully.

"Their four Rong is not my opponent, my opponent is the Central Plains! Where can there be a large area of ​​food and grass! There are a lot of salt! A lot of beauties! Slaves, cloth, only where is the place we need! And this world is not our world in the end! Do you understand?" Temujin pulled out the sword in his arms and pointed forward.

"I understand!" Zhebe suddenly realized.

"You don't understand! Because you don't know the horror of the Central Plains at all! Although they don't have war horses, they have methods of intensive cultivation. As long as they have land, they can grow food! With food, they can feed many people, and with people, they have soldiers!" Temujin said helplessly.

"What does the king mean!" Zhebei said incomprehensible.

"Whenever the Sirong robs China, why do you know why they only attack some small cities instead of directly destroying the country?" Temujin asked back.

"This... I really don't know!" Zhebei said unknown.

"Because their soldiers are not their opponents at all. They used to have 800 princes of all sizes, but now there are more than 20 countries in pieces, and each of them has 10 soldiers! Do you think the Sirong and others are their opponents together?" Temujin smiled.

"The king is wise! I am stupid!" When Zhebe heard this, he immediately understood how stupid he was.

Temujin looked at the prisoners and smiled and said, "Incorporating them is an important force for us to attack the Central Plains in the future!"
Chapter completed!