"Toot!"
A huge golden horn was blown.
All the herdsmen were stunned. They put down their work and returned to their tents. They picked up a longbow and a scimitar, mounted their horses and headed for the King's tent.
Everyone knew that the war was about to begin once the horn was blown.
Facing the mocking faces of the crowd, Murong Shun returned to his tent with his head covered in dirt. Even though he had returned to Tuyuhun for 15 years, he still could not get used to this kind of skyscraping tent. He often missed the spacious and bright houses in Chang 'an.
He opened the tent and saw a gentle and luxurious woman of about 50 years old sitting in the tent. She was Princess Guang Hua of the previous dynasty. Even if she was in an ordinary tent, it was difficult to hide her noble aura.
"Greetings, Mother!" Murong Shun bowed.
Princess Guang Hua looked at Murong Shun and asked solemnly, "Did you say what I asked you to say in front of all the officials?"
Murong Shun nodded and asked in confusion, "Reporting to Imperial Mother, this child has already told you everything. However, why is Imperial Mother doing this? You know Imperial Father's temper. This will only make him hate this child even more."
When Princess Guang Hua saw that Murong Shun still didn't understand, she couldn't help but feel disappointed, "Because these words weren't meant for Fu Yun, but for the officials."
Murong Shun was puzzled and said, "Mother, please enlighten me."
"Since the Central Plains can defeat Tuyuhun once, they can do it again. When Tuyuhun is defeated, people will naturally remember what you said today," Princess Guang Hua said coldly.
Murong Shun was shocked and said, "Mother, you mean …"
As the former Crown Prince of Tuyuhun, Murong Shun had the idea of fighting for the throne. But because of his background, he had no foundation in Tuyuhun. Even if he wanted to, he was powerless. But now, Princess Guang Hua's words made him restless.
Princess Guang Hua looked at Murong Shun coldly and said, "Even if the Tang dynasty finally defeats the Tuyuhun, they still need to support a new king in Tuyuhun. This is your last chance, your only chance. If you don't do anything, then everything will have nothing to do with you."
Murong Shun's heart shook. Immediately, the sullenness of the past dozen years surged into his heart. He immediately raised his blood-red eyes and said, "Many thanks, Mother. This child knows what to do."
Princess Guang Hua looked at Murong Shun seriously and said, "Remember, you only have one chance."
This time, she did not do it to help the Tang dynasty. On the contrary, she also resented Yang Guang for pushing her into the fire pit. She did it for her son. As members of the royal family, they were naturally sensitive to these matters that concerned their sons. Even if there was only a one in a million chance, they would not hesitate to sacrifice themselves.
They didn't take any action before because they didn't have a chance. But now that the Tang dynasty was marching west to Tuyuhun, Princess Guang Hua was keenly aware that Murong Shun's chance had come.
Murong Shun nodded fiercely, opened the tent flap and left.
At the same time, another invisible war was also quietly going on.
The Dang Xiang tribe was a branch of the Western Qiang people. It was the largest tribe in the Longzuo region besides the Tuyuhun. It was the leader of a group of small tribes around it.
In a huge tent in the Dang Xiang tribe, Tuoba Chici's face was solemn. Around him, the leaders of the Dang Xiang tribes gathered.
"Everyone, let's discuss it! In this war between the Tuyuhun and the Tang dynasty, how should we deal with the Dang Xiang tribes? "Tuoba Chici said.
The faces of the leaders of the other tribes couldn't help but change. When two giants fought, a group of small tribes like them would be very uncomfortable to be caught in the middle!
"In my opinion, this is Fu Yun seeking his own death. He and Yang Guang have a grudge. Now that Yang Guang is dead, he still wants to provoke the Tang dynasty. He can only blame himself for what happened today." The leader of the Hule tribe shook his head and said.
As soon as the Hule tribe said this, many of the leaders of the Hule tribe agreed. Now that the Tang dynasty was powerful, even the powerful Turks were defeated by the Tang dynasty. Although the Tuyuhun was powerful, it was still far from being comparable to the Turks. He had followed the Turks and taken advantage of them before, but he didn't expect that Fu Yun still didn't restrain himself even after the Tang dynasty was destroyed.
"That's right. Fu Yun, if you want to die, don't drag us down with you. From what I see, the grassland is just right now. Why don't all of my tribes immediately drive the cattle and sheep away for grazing? When they're done fighting, we can come back. Who knows, we might even be able to change to a better grassland." Another leader echoed.
"That's not right. Now that the Golden Horn has been blown, our Dang Xiang and the Tuyuhun had an agreement. Once the Golden Horn was blown, the Dang Xiang tribes must help each other. We can't go back on our words." Tuoba Chici shook his head.
The leader of the Hule tribe looked at Tuoba Chici and sneered, "I heard that your in-laws gave you a rare treasure! No wonder you're willing to help. "
Tuoba Chici's face suddenly turned cold, "Even if it's the most precious treasure, how can it compare to the lives of the men of my tribe? The Tang dynasty is the Tuyuhun on the surface, but in reality, it's the Western Regions. Do you all want to go back to the days when you were ordered by others?"
The hearts of the leaders sank. Yang Guang had set up four provinces in Tuyuhun. That was the darkest time for the tribes of the Western Regions.
"That's still better than dying. Your Tuoba tribe is strong and can protect itself. But for us small tribes, once the Tang dynasty comes for revenge, we can only be slaughtered." The leader of the Hule tribe said sadly.
"So you're saying that the Hule tribe wants to help the Tang dynasty?" Tuoba Chici looked at the leader of the Hule tribe and said sternly.
The leader of the Hule tribe shook his head and said, "This time, it's the Tang dynasty's Li Jing who came. Our tribe has already received Li Jing's invitation to reward the Tuyuhun three castles in seven days. If the Tang Dynasty's army can really be unstoppable, then we have no other choice."
Tuoba Chici said coldly, "Tuyuhun might not necessarily lose. The Tang Dynasty's army can't fly across 800 miles. Aren't you afraid of Fu Yun's revenge?"
As the tribes of the grassland, they naturally knew the Tuyuhun's plan. Even if they were defeated, they could continue to flee. Fu Yun had already used such a trick once.
The leader of the Hule tribe immediately said sadly, "Of course I'm afraid. No matter who wins, the Tang dynasty or the Tuyuhun, our tribes will not end well. For the survival of our tribe, we can only bet on both sides. No matter who wins or loses, our tribes will still survive."
Immediately, all the leaders' faces turned sad. This was the sorrow of a small tribe! Although they didn't understand the principle of not putting all eggs in one basket, but betting on both sides was the reason why the tribes survived until today.
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