"As for me, I'll be in charge of supervising you."
Zhang Feng chuckled. Then, he laid down in the basket and glanced at the Turkic camp. "You guys monitor them well. Don't slack off."
Although he had these fellows monitor the Turkic camp, he was still worried. Thus, he decided to monitor them himself. Otherwise, what if they drifted away?
The three had no choice but to follow Zhang Feng's orders.
The first to monitor the Turkic camp was Zhangsun Chong. He was pushed here by Cheng Chumo and Li Qiye. The reason was that he talked too much. If this fellow had not interjected earlier, there might not have been a need to monitor them.
Zhangsun Chong had a stomach full of bitterness. He had only said one sentence, and this counted.
Helpless, he could only lie down beside the basket and seriously monitor the Turkic camp.
At the same time, in the Turkic camp:
Tents were erected in the hills. Upon closer inspection, there were at least one hundred thousand tents.
There were also three campfires beside each tent, illuminating the sky as if it was daytime.
The Turkic people sat in groups of three or five by the campfires to warm themselves. One of the campfires seemed to be particularly lively, with endless laughter.
"Bao Shan, I heard that your tribe brought ten thousand men this time?"
A bearded man tore off a lamb leg from the rack and said with a smile as he chewed.
"That's right, Kaiqi. Our tribe has a strong army this year. Ten thousand men is nothing."
The man called Bao Shan picked up the wineskin in front of him and clinked it with the person beside him. Then, he drank it in one gulp, his face filled with pride.
"No matter how strong the army is, isn't it still the Great Khan's?"
Kaiqi looked at Bao Shan with a trace of disdain in his eyes. Seemingly sensing the other party's displeasure, he turned his gaze to the others and said with a smile, "Come, let's drink and eat."
He was Xieli Khan's subordinate. As the subordinate of the overlord of the grassland, he naturally had the right to look down on others. No one was an exception to this.
However, he did not notice the trace of coldness in Bao Shan's eyes.
Bao Shan was naturally not an ordinary person. He was Tuli's subordinate.
These past few years, on the surface, Tuli and Xieli seemed to have a very good relationship, as if they were blood related uncle and nephew, but he knew that the two of them were secretly scheming against each other.
He had long been dissatisfied with this Xieli's lackey in front of him, but it was not good for him to flare up, because the other party's influence was really much greater than his own. He could only pick up the wineskin on the ground and drink alone.
At this moment, a man beside him quietly stepped forward and whispered into his ear, "Don't be angry. Xieli is powerful now."
Bao Shan glanced at the man, snorted, picked up the wineskin and drank again.
Everyone also felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. They could only laugh dryly and drink silently.
At this time, a burly man led a group of people into the big tent.
Seeing this, Bao Shan promptly got up to greet him. She crossed her right hand over her chest and said respectfully, "Little Khan Tuli, Khan Xieli has been waiting for you for a long time."
Tuli only nodded slightly without saying anything. He then walked toward the campfire and asked, "Kaiqi, what were you guys talking about just now?"
"Reporting to the Little Khan, your subordinate did not talk about anything. We were just drinking."
Kaiqi hurriedly stood up, crossed his right hand over his chest, and said respectfully.
"That's good."
Tuli snorted coldly and waved his hand. "Let's go into the tent."
Seeing that Tuli had left, Kaiqi slowly got up. However, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.
Inside the tent, as soon as Tuli led the group into the tent, they saw many people sitting high up in the tent eating meat and drinking wine. In the middle stood Han dancers, and at the highest point was his uncle, Xieli.
"Tuli, why are you only here now? Take a seat. "
Xieli immediately got up when he saw Tuli and laughed heartily.
Everyone also looked at Tuli and politely smiled back. These were all Turkic nobles. Many of them had troops and horses in their hands, enough to dominate a region.
"Uncle, you are too polite."
Tuli smiled and hurriedly went forward. He gave Xieli a bear hug before letting go and found a place to sit down.
He was the son of the previous Khan. It was reasonable to say that the Khan was his. However, when his father died, he was still young. Therefore, the Khan was temporarily inherited by Xieli.
Over the years, Xieli had given him some benefits in order to put up a show. He also let him manage the grassland.
However, he knew very well that Xieli did this to shut the nobles' mouths.
After all, the Khan did not belong to him.
He had not forgotten how to take back the Khan that belonged to him.
However, Xieli's power was too great. There was no chance at all.
He also knew that his uncle had been guarding against him. Therefore, he had not lived well over the years.
Sometimes, he even thought of forming an alliance with the Tang Dynasty to destroy Xieli together. However, when he thought of his father, this idea was slowly dispelled.
When his father was on the throne, which force in the Central Plains did not pay tribute to him like the Turks? He would not want to see him ask for help from the Tang Dynasty.
However, this power-stealing guy in front of him was very annoying.
Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, Xieli picked up the wine cup in his hand and slowly got up. "Everyone, I have gathered everyone here. I don't need to say more. You all know what I mean. That is, how to attack the Tang Dynasty."
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