Three days later.
Tantai tribe.
Three letters arrived from the Huyan, Baidi and Helan tribes.
In the tent, Tantai Jingyue read three secret letters, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
Finally, these old guys were convinced.
It's not easy.
The next thing will be much easier to handle.
"Somebody come!"
Tantai Jingyue said.
"Goddess!"
Outside the tent, a soldier quickly walked into the tent and saluted respectfully.
Tantai Jingyue handed over the seven secret letters that had been prepared on the table and said calmly, "Send someone to deliver them to the Lord of the Seven Clans."
"yes!"
The soldier took the secret letter, responded respectfully, and then turned and left.
Two days later.
Baidi tribe.
Outside the felt tent.
Lord Bai Di stood quietly, looking at the heavy snow falling in the sky, his eyes hard to hide.
"Father."
At this time, a childish voice sounded from the rear tent.
The curtain opened, and a little girl walked out. She looked eight or nine years old. She was dressed like a rice dumpling. She was very cute.
"Nan'er."
Lord Bai Di came back to his senses and saw his daughter behind him. A gentle smile appeared on his face and he said, "Why are you out? Isn't it cold?"
"not cold."
Nan'er shook her head and said, "Father, are you unhappy?"
"Why does Nan'er ask that?"
Lord Bai Di knelt down, covered his daughter's collar, and smiled.
"Because every time my father is unhappy, he will stand alone in front of the tent in a daze." Nan'er said seriously.
When Lord Bai Di heard this, he looked startled, and then he stopped laughing.
My daughter has really grown up.
"Father is not unhappy, he is just thinking about something." Lord Bai Di reached out and rubbed his daughter's hair and said softly.
"What are you thinking about?" Nan'er asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"I'm thinking about how to provide enough food and fire coals for the tribe." Lord Bai Di replied.
"Nan'er can give some food and charcoal to the clan members." Nan'er said very sensibly.
"No need, father has already thought of a better way." Lord Bai Di said calmly.
"What can we do?" Nan'er asked curiously.
"It's hard to say. You'll know when Nan'er grows up."
After saying that, Lord Bai Di rubbed his daughter's hair again and said softly, "Okay, it's cold outside, go back to your account, don't let your mother worry.
"Um."
Nan'er nodded obediently and immediately ran back to the tent.
When Lord Bai Di saw his daughter returning to the tent, he stood up and looked towards the south in the direction of the Central Plains, sighing softly.
The words I said to that young man when we parted will eventually become a reality.
War is inevitable.
"Maharaja."
As soon as Nan'er returned to the tent, a beautiful woman came out, put a large cloak on Lord Bai Di, and said with concern, "It's too cold outside, so let's go back to the tent to warm up."
"I'm fine."
Lord Bai Di patted the hand of his wife beside him and said with a smile.
"Your majesty has been worried ever since he met the Tantai goddess. Did something happen?" the woman said softly.
"Um."
Lord Bai Di nodded slightly and said, "We are going to fight."
"fight?"
The woman was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "With whom?"
Although there are occasional conflicts between the eight tribes, there has been no large-scale war for many years.
"Central Plains Dynasty."
Lord Bai Di said solemnly, "The Eight Tribes of Mobei and the Central Plains Dynasty!"
"Why?"
The woman looked shocked and asked in disbelief.
"Because the people of the Eight Tribes of Mobei want to live."
Lord Bai Di looked into the distance with complicated eyes and said, "In recent years, winter has become colder every year. Today's winter is especially obvious. Mobei is no longer suitable for living."
"Can the Eight Tribes of Mobei defeat the Central Plains Dynasty?"
The woman worriedly said, "I heard from the tribe that the Central Plains Dynasty was very powerful. Not only were the soldiers' armors strong, but the cities were indestructible and almost invincible."
"Of course it's not just the Eight Departments of Mobei."
Lord Bai Di said calmly, "The Heavenly Mandate Palace in the west has been peeping at the Central Plains for a long time. As long as the eight tribes in Mobei send troops, the scholar in the Heavenly Mandate Palace will never let go of this golden opportunity. As long as Mobei With the Babu and the Western Region Tianyu Palace joining forces, the Central Plains Dynasty is not absolutely invincible."
"But."
The woman was still very worried and said, "The Confucian sect of the Central Plains has just helped us. If we send troops now, won't we have to bear the world's infamy?"
"Compared to the life and death of our clan members, the infamy in the world is nothing."
Lord Bai Di said with solemn eyes, "Furthermore, from ancient times to the present, the most indispensable thing is the reason to send troops."
"My Majesty, don't you want to fight this battle?"
The woman asked softly, "Otherwise, the Maharaja would not have been worried since he came back."
“I can’t help myself, but I have to do it.”
Lord Bai Di sighed lightly, "This battle is unavoidable. It's just a matter of one day early or one day late. The situation in Mobei is now very serious and cannot be delayed any longer."
"Was the young man who lived and died with the Maharaja also from the Central Plains?" the woman asked.
"Um."
Lord Bai Di nodded and said, "A member of the Li family in the Central Plains."
"If we fight, will we meet on the battlefield?" the woman asked worriedly.
"Inevitable."
Lord Bai Di replied.
When the woman heard this, she sighed slightly, not knowing what to say.
The young man and the prince had lived and died together, and their friendship was very close. But now they had to meet on the battlefield. It was really a trick of God.
It is said that the young man is extremely smart and not easy to deal with.
"Maharaja."
At this moment, a soldier walked over quickly and saluted respectfully, "This is a letter sent by Tantai Goddess."
Lord Bai Di took the letter and glanced at it, his eyes flashed.
Is it finally starting?
"Ready your horse!"
Lord Bai Di said.
"yes!"
The soldiers took the order and immediately turned around and left.
Three days later.
The junction of Tantai, Baidi and Huyan tribes.
The war horses rumbled.
The kings of the seven clans arrived one after another with their own cavalry.
The seven princes, including the princes of the six tribes, have met each other many times and are no strangers to each other.
Except for one person.
The new king of the Akamatsu clan is Akamatsu Haru.
Unlike the domineering and straightforwardness of his predecessor Akamatsu Lord, Akamatsu Haru feels very weird.
Young and handsome, but he looks like he doesn't care about anything.
When the six princes saw Chi Songqing, no one took the initiative to greet her.
All six of them knew that the new king of the Chisong tribe was not a kind person.
It is said that in less than a year, nearly a thousand people of the Akamatsu tribe have died at the hands of Akamatsu Qing.
Cruelty, ruthlessness, and disregard for rules are the biggest characteristics of Akamatsu Haru.
There is no need to associate with such people.
The kings of the seven clans arrived.
Not long after, Tantai Jingyue arrived in a carriage.
In front of the tent, Tantai Jingyue bowed politely to the other six princes, but did not look directly at Chi Songqing.
Chi Songqing didn't seem to care, and the corner of her mouth curved into a strange smile.
"My lords, please!"
Tantai Jingyue said seriously.
Bai Di, Helan and others nodded and entered their accounts one after another.
After the six princes entered the tent, Chi Songqing also came over, glanced at Tantai Mirroring Moon outside the tent, and said with a smile, "Tantai Heavenly Girl, you are well."
"Lord Chisong, please enter the account." Tantai Jingyue said calmly.
"Ah."
Chi Songqing smiled softly and walked into the tent without saying anything more.
Behind, Tantai Jingyue's eyes flashed with coldness.
This Chisongqing has a surly temperament and ignores all rules. I am afraid that she will become a variable in the eight tribes of Mobei.
However, the Chisong people are brave and good at fighting and are indispensable.
Unfortunately, the previous Lord Chisong died in the polar night world a year ago.
It has to be said that Chi Songqing's rise to power is not a good thing for the Chi Song clan or even the entire Eight Tribes of Mobei.
However, things are a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed.
Thinking of this, Tantai Jingyue opened the curtain and walked into the tent.
Of course, nothing is absolute.
Using variables to deal with variables may have good results.
In the Central Plains, isn’t there a person who ignores the rules?
