Xinyue thought for a while, nodded and said: "That mighty general, does he want to fight for this?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "He is for my country, but he can help you indirectly."

Xinyue said: "I thank that general. Is there anything I can do for him?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "Since this is mutual help, of course he and I also need you..."

Five days later, the Fuli Conference finally opened grandly.

Jiang Fan looked at the scene in front of him and realized how important the Fuli Conference was to the barbarians.

On the vast expanse of ice and snow wasteland, with the totem sacred pillar carved with the statue of the White Wolf God as the core, the four kings each led 10,000 cavalry to occupy the four directions, with large banners held high and battle flags flying. The military power of the most elite barbarian cavalry is real.

At its peak, Jiang Fan was secretly shocked. This was no worse than the most elite cavalry in the Five Kingdoms, and was even better in terms of ferocity.

Especially the war horses, which are far beyond comparison with the Chinese. They are tall and majestic, breathing like ferocious beasts. However, the momentum of this war horse is enough to crush most Chinese war horses.

The open space in the center is a full three thousand acres square, and is extremely flat due to being trampled by war horses. This is the venue for the conference.

Just around the venue, at least eighty thousand spectators from all directions gathered around the barbarian tribe. Before the opening ceremony, there were various wrestling and horse racing performances.

After a busy morning, the priests began to burn bonfires, and led all the tribesmen to worship the Changshengtian under the 30-foot-tall totem pole of the White Wolf God. The number of livestock used for sacrifice alone reached an astonishing 10,000 heads.

Jiang Fan looked at everything in front of him and said to Mengtian and Meng Yi beside him: "Look carefully, this is our future opponent, the enemy of life and death. Put away your arrogance and remember everything about them. The future... will be tragic

The battle..."

Montaigne and Meng Yi also looked solemn. It was their first time to see such a scene of barbarians, which also gave them great shock.

Especially Montaigne. He knew best that his father, Meng Wu, was in charge of the northern border. He claimed to have an army of 300,000, but in fact he only had 200,000. The entire Great Qin Dynasty claimed to have millions of cavalry, but the real number was only 800,000, and there were still a large number of them.

They were new recruits added after the war, veterans accounted for less than half.

But the barbarians, under the command of the Golden Horde Royal Court, have a total of no less than three million men from the four kings. They are all young and middle-aged soldiers who are brave and good at fighting. If there is an emergency, the barbarians can nearly double their number in an instant, because they have grown up in

In this environment, as long as you pick up a weapon and mount a war horse, almost everyone becomes a warrior.

In comparison, the gap in military strength is really huge.

At this time, they also truly understood what Jiang Fan said, that only a unified force can fight against Northern Xinjiang. They also understood why His Majesty and the Regent had been thinking of various roundabout tactics, but they were not as strong as they had been against the Four Kingdoms.

hard.

"At this point, Tian knows that His Highness is far-sighted and far-sighted." Montaigne let out an inner sigh.

"Whether it's millions of troops or tens of millions of troops, we have your majesty, a master, and a great Qin son, we will definitely win!" A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but Meng Yi's eyes are blazing, burning with fighting spirit.

Gu Beiyan, who still looked a little pale, was even more shocked, not because of the grand scene in front of her, but because of what Jiang Fan had said not long ago about the comparison of military strength between the barbarians and Qin. Only now did she have a personal experience.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the side face of the young master next to him. He was handsome but resolute, and his eyes were calm and distant. There was no fear on his face, and there was just an aura that made people unable to see through it.

Peace of mind is powerful.

Yes, with him here, with him here, what are we afraid of? Didn't we see him entering northern Xinjiang alone, making a great name for himself, didn't we see him turning rain and clouds with a wave of his hand, disrupting the entire grassland? Didn't we see him just in the grassland?

In four years, the national strength of the Qin Dynasty tripled, which was fully worthy of the efforts of the previous generation of kings?

At this moment, Gu Beiyan suddenly realized that the confrontation between the two armies may not really be his home ground. Perhaps the greatest mission given to him by God is to take good care of this young His Highness, who will assist His Majesty in unifying the five countries and conquering the Conquest in the future.

Northern Xinjiang, the regent who rules over the world.

You should...be a good steward...

Gu Beiyan thought in a daze.

Hathaway and Lin Nanyan seemed to be just watching the fun, but they also had their own thoughts.

Hathaway, in particular, was also shocked by the power of Northern Xinjiang. Although they were primitive and barbaric, their fierce and fierce fighting spirit was even more amazing than the sacred cavalry in his own Kingdom of God. If faced with such cavalry, such a nation would

,Can the Kingdom of God...can resist?

We...did we come too early...

Hathaway's heart was filled with ups and downs, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

Everyone present had something to think about. However, the pride in the bones of the Chinese warriors made them never bow their heads to any powerful enemy.

The three thousand cavalry troops were neat and tidy, and their silence contained strong fighting spirit. Even though they were surrounded by barbarians, they still showed the unyielding strength of the Qin Dynasty.

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"That is the army of Qin, King Hemur. As you can see, fighting alone, you are no match for them."

Next to King Hunxie, a tall knight wearing a cloak and hood spoke slowly.

King Hunxie's triangular eyes did not look at other grand events, but also stared at Jiang Fan.

"If you want to kill Jiang Fan, you must let him leave the army."

After a long time, he said in a deep voice.

The tall knight smiled softly: "What you said is true, but it cannot be done now. Before the Fuli Conference, Jiang Fan was the most vigilant. Our chance is after the Fuli Conference, no matter Jiang Fan wins or loses, it is our chance to take action. Victory

Defeating the arrogant soldiers and defeating the poor ones is the art of war."

"I feel a little uneasy." King Hunxie said with a gloomy look, "Jiang Fan gives me a feeling that I cannot see through him."

The tall knight snorted softly: "This boy is indeed quite capable, but he is more of a faker than a tiger. He is good at taking advantage of the situation. He does not have much fighting power. As long as he is left alone, he can do anything."

King Hunxie nodded: "Since you and I are cooperating, you have to know that I can't lose, not only because of Crescent Grassland, but also because..."

The tall knight waved his hand: "I understand that if you compensate Da Qin, the people will lose their morale, the morale will be low, and the throne will be in danger. Therefore, you cannot start this unprecedented event."

King Hunxie nodded slightly: "I told your people to kill Montaigne. This is a very dangerous general."

The tall knight sneered: "Of course Montaigne wants to be killed, but Jiang Fan is more dangerous and wants to be killed. Don't worry, no matter they win or lose, they will not be able to walk out of the grassland alive."

King Hunxie's eyes flickered: "What...what are your plans?"
Chapter completed!