"As people get older, they will inevitably miss the past things." Mu Mu'er said with emotion.

"Brother, how do you count yourself old?" Tatamul couldn't help but said.

"Brother?" Mu Mu'er said with a playful look, "No one has called me that for a long time."

For a while, the atmosphere in the main tent was a bit silent. Finally, Mu Muer broke the awkwardness with a smile and said: "We brothers will not return until we are drunk today."

"Maybe this will be the last time we two brothers meet," Mu Mu'er said calmly.

"Brother, what are you talking about that is depressing?" Tatamul said, avoiding this heavy topic and saying, "Brother, you are right. We brothers will not return home until we are drunk tonight."

With a smile on her face, Mu Muer shouted loudly: "Bring me the wine."

After hearing Mu Mu'er's call, Xue Yong came in with wine.

Elsewhere, Yu Wenfeng ordered a rest. The soldiers who had been running for a day stopped one after another. Everyone wanted to cover their heads and take a deep sleep. Seeing this, Yu Wenfeng also sighed silently.

Tatamul's order has indeed been sent, and the Tatar troops have begun to assemble. However, Tatamul's order is not very clear, but it is still in full compliance with Tatamul's order, and 10,000 cavalry have been assembled. Let's talk about it.

Ten thousand riders, in fact, about 30% are young adults. The rest are all children and old people. Of course, don’t underestimate these children and old people.

These old men have been fighting all their lives. Although they are now old and not as strong as these young men, their experience is extremely rich. At the same time, these children should not be underestimated. They have grown up on horses since they were young and can shoot bows.

, hunting wild wolf.

Of course, they had never met the Hungry Wolf Army, so they didn't know what kind of enemies they were about to face. When there were more people, they naturally started shouting, and the whole camp seemed extremely noisy.

The next day, early in the morning, Mu Muer woke up, but suddenly felt a headache and pain. Her lips were also very dry. "Bring water," Mu Muer said.

Soon, someone came in with water. After Mu'er drank it, he asked, "What's going on with the Tatamul people?"

Xue Yong, the man who brought the water in, said: "Great Khan, the Tatars left early this morning."

"Let's go," Mu Mu'er said to himself, "It's good to go, it's good to go."

Xue Yong, who had just spoken, did not dare to speak randomly at this time, and could only stand aside silently. After drinking the water, Mu Muer asked: "Are they all outside?"

That Xue Yong naturally knew who the "they" Mu Mu'er was talking about, and said, "They were waiting outside the tent early in the morning."

Mu Mu'er sneered, and then said: "Let them come in."

"Yes." Xue Yong agreed and left the main tent. After a while, the few people from yesterday, the eldest prince and Tuo Zhe walked in. Tuo Zhe was no longer arrogant, but looking at the eldest prince's

At that moment, a vicious look flashed in his eyes.

After being broken up by Jia Zhi last time, Tuo Zhe's status in Mu Mu'er's heart plummeted. Therefore, Tuo Zhe placed the blame on his elder brother. He did not reflect on himself, nor did he blame the Qin army for its strength.

He quietly transferred the responsibility to his elder brother.

After seeing the people gathered, Mu Mu'er said: "Retreat the troops."

Such a simple three words, but the people below were stunned for a while. After a long time, everyone's faces showed joy. Finally, they can go home, most people thought in their hearts.

But at this time, Tozhe stepped forward desperately and said: "Father Khan, we cannot withdraw our troops. If we withdraw..."

If he withdrew his troops, how could Tozhe make a comeback? But Mu Mu'er interrupted him: "I said withdraw."
Chapter completed!