The chicken thought for a moment and frowned. "What's the problem?"
Yang Fan said, "My goal is not to replace Musi, but to impersonate her and stay in the Turks as their secret service officer. It's easy for me to sneak in, but how can I leave? Will they allow me to walk around alone and leave at will? Even in the past, I needed someone to accompany me, not to mention now when the Ashina and Ashina tribes hate each other. "
The chicken was startled and said, "Yes! This is a big problem. "
Yang Fan said, "Also, if I sneak in alone and get the information, how can I send it out? How can I send a message? Can I let Musi's subordinates send the information to you? "
The chicken was stunned again and murmured, "Then what should we do?"
Yang Fan said solemnly, "Our plan to divide them is actually quite effective. Not only did it plant the seeds of suspicion between the two tribes, but it also delayed their journey. But now it's wishful thinking to stop their army from moving south. "
The chicken nodded and said, "Then … shall we leave?"
Yang Fan shook his head and said, "I'm not willing! We've gone through all kinds of hardships and finally sneaked into the dragon's pool and tiger's den. I'm really not willing to return without success! "
The chicken spread his hands and said, "What else should we do? If there's really no other way, we can only stop while we're ahead. If we're greedy enough, I'm afraid we'll overreach ourselves. Not only will we not be able to do anything, but once we fall into the enemy's hands, all our previous efforts will be wasted! "
Yang Fan said, "I also know that it's impossible to stop their southern expedition at this time, but I'm thinking, can we let them fight according to our ideas and let us pick a pass for them, a place where we can prepare the most, defend the most, and replenish the troops most conveniently?"
The chicken said in a daze, "Then … you still have to sneak in and be Musi. Isn't this the same as coming back?"
Yang Fan shook his head gently and revealed a mysterious smile on his face. "Musi mysteriously disappears every day, don't you think?"
The Gaoshe chicken's mouth slowly opened wide enough to stuff an egg in. After a long while, he moaned and said, "Erlang! Isn't that too … risky? "
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The next day, the tribal meeting was held in the mansion of the Great Qi of Xue Yantuo Tribe. Among the three commanders, only Mu Si was absent.
In fact, the others had expected that he wouldn't show up. Although Old Ah Xian had stepped forward to mediate, and Zhu Tu and Bayegu were responsible for suppressing the potential conflict between the two clans, it was hard to guarantee that the two clans wouldn't clash again if Mu Si showed up.
When choosing a target to attack, there were two main considerations. One was which target had a higher possibility of being captured, and the other was which target would bring more benefits. Every conscripted tribe cared about the second point the most. Only these supreme commanders cared more about the first point.
In the current situation, it was more appropriate for Mu Si to entrust his father-in-law to represent him. With his qualifications and status, it was impossible for him to play a leading role in the meeting. Even if he came, he would still listen to Zhu Tu and Mu En's opinions. Therefore, Mu Si handed this matter over to Mu En and focused on healing his injuries.
If he really couldn't make a sound from his throat, not to mention the outcome of this battle, even if he led his troops to the south and fought all the way to Luoyang and occupied the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, the position of the Great Khan would not be his. Therefore, the only thing he cared about now was his injuries.
When the leaders of various tribes arrived at Bayegu's mansion to participate in the meeting, Mu Si got into the ox cart and left his camp. He quietly rushed to the Great Wizard's house. In truth, such a simple disguise was rather dangerous when Ashid's tribe was deeply hostile to him. However, he did not dare to let others know that he couldn't make a sound. If that happened, Mu En would probably break off the engagement. If he lost the support of the Muaha tribe, he would truly be finished.
The Great Wizard of the Xue Yantuo tribe's name was Dwayne. Because the Turkic tribes were successively influenced by the Zoroastrians, Nestorians, and Buddhists, the local shaman had gradually declined. Although they still maintained a grand ceremony of worshipping the heavens and gods every year, this was already a national tradition and a political gathering. It was becoming increasingly disconnected from the beliefs of their tribes.
Therefore, although the shamans of the Turkic tribes were not as glorious and prestigious as their ancestors, they still had a certain number of supporters in the tribes. This was especially true when it came to problems that the Zoroastrians, Nestorians, and Buddhists could not solve. There were still many shepherds who hoped that their shaman could solve their problems.
When Mu Si quietly arrived at Dwayne's house, the door was quiet. In order to avoid attracting attention, Mu Si did not want to appear in the Great Wizard's house with other patients. Thus, he had paid a large sum of money to ask the Great Wizard to find a reason to temporarily refuse visitors and only treat his wounds every day. Dwayne naturally obeyed.
The back door opened quietly. Mussie got out of the carriage and entered the courtyard with her two attendants. The door was immediately closed again. The carriage and other guards outside the door slowly moved to the opposite wall and pretended to rest.
There were two people standing in the courtyard. Mu Si glanced at them. One of them was somewhat familiar. He had seen him the first two times he came back. He had no impression of the other, but he did not care. He only made a gesture of inquiry to the familiar person.
The person immediately bowed and said, "The Great Wizard is waiting for you. Please!"
Mu Si nodded and walked toward the house. The person glanced at his companion and nervously followed.
"You're here. Let's begin!"
A man with a hoarse voice walked out from behind the curtain. He was wearing a half-body armor with strange patterns of mythical beasts and a colorful skirt tied around his waist. His face was smeared with all kinds of oil paint. The light in the room was very dim. There were all kinds of old colored banners and curtains hanging everywhere, gently swaying in the wind. It made him look even more mysterious and terrifying.
Mu Si frowned slightly. He felt that the Great Wizard's voice was slightly different from before. However, the Great Wizard coughed a few times and dispelled his doubts. Mu Si nodded and automatically walked over. He sat down on a futon with many strips of cloth hanging on the edge that were similar to the Great Wizard's colorful skirt.
The Great Wizard Dwayne had been replaced. His family was now under the control of Yang Fan's people. The person who was pretending to be the Great Wizard was called Yan Zhihe. He was one of Zhang Yi's men. When he was young, he used to be a wizard's apprentice. He knew a little about this, so he was asked to pretend to be Dwayne.
Yan Zhihe's face was smeared with white paint. He looked at Mu Si with a strange pair of eyes and said, "The Secret Service is about to set off. I will hurry up and finish the healing ceremony before the Secret Service leaves. For the next few days, I'll have to trouble the Special Agent to pray twice a day instead of once a day. Otherwise, if we can't complete the ceremony before the Special Agent leaves for the expedition, all our previous efforts will be in vain! "
Mu Si heard this and quickly made a gesture that he would do as he said.
Yan Zhihe nodded. He opened his red painted lips and gave him a creepy smile. He then turned to the altar and began to speak in a language that no one could understand. It was a very long speech, and it was so vague that no one could understand what he was talking about. Musi sat there with her legs crossed, and was drowsy. Suddenly, the voice stopped, and the copper bowl was knocked on, and a man jumped out from behind the curtain. "Clatter! Clatter! Clatter! Clatter!"
Mu Si looked up. This person was dressed like the Great Wizard. He wore a hat with a lot of pheasant feathers on his head. He wore a leather armor with pictures of mythical beasts on his upper body. He wore a colorful skirt with a bunch of bronze mirrors and bells hanging on it. He also had a colorful flag on his back. He held a sheepskin drum in one hand and a drumstick with many iron rings in the other. He danced and sang.
Spirit dancing wasn't just for show. A real spirit dancing ritual required two hours of continuous singing and dancing. In modern terms, that was two hours. Such a long period of time would be a strenuous task for anyone. Therefore, older wizards wouldn't be able to complete the spirit dancing ritual.
Therefore, they would choose one of their apprentices to do the spirit jumping with them. This was the case with the Great Wizard Dwayne. Mu Si only looked up and then lowered her head. While the spirit jumping was inviting the god, she silently prayed to the god in her heart, hoping to be saved by the god's power.
Big Bear was wearing a set of strange clothes that resembled a barbarian's. He was shaking his head of chicken feathers as he beat the divine drum and sang the divine tune. He was swaying his divine buttocks, and he was very happy. He felt that this matter was very interesting, but he didn't know that it would take at least two hours to dance the divine drum …
Bayegu's mansion was the most luxurious building in the city. Its scale was similar to that of a landowner's mansion in the countryside of Shanxi Province, but it still had the roughness and crudeness of the grasslands. There were not as many finely crafted places. However, there was no place in the mansion that could accommodate hundreds of chiefs.
Therefore, Baku built a circle of yurts in the middle of the spacious open space in front of his mansion to accommodate the chiefs to rest and eat. The spacious open space in the middle was used as a meeting place.
Because this meeting was very important, Zhu Tu, Mu En, and Bayegu each sent a team of a hundred people, led by their trusted generals. They surrounded the meeting place and strictly guarded it. No one was allowed to come close. When the leaders of each tribe arrived, they were only allowed to bring one guard with them.
The leaders of the other tribes were still arriving. Bayegu, Zhu Tu, Mu En, and the others had already arrived. These leaders each occupied a yurt. Because of the disparity in status, the leaders of the other tribes didn't dare to barge in.
At this moment, a few knights in gray robes surrounded an ox cart and stopped beside the yurts. They dismounted from their horses and did not rush over. Instead, they just wandered to the side as if they were looking for someone. After a while, one of them handed the warhorse to his companion and quickly walked up to a patrolling Turkic warrior. He asked in a low voice, "Are you someone from the Great Yabgu of the Munn Kingdom?"
The warrior looked at him and said impatiently, "Yes, who are you? What do you want?"
The man smiled and said, "Mu Si wants to keep the Great Yabgu of the Munn Kingdom a secret. Please pass the message!"
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