Qi Yuan thinks he is so stupid, really!
He never expected that after being in the small world for so long, he still couldn't get rid of the fact that his little brother was a waste!
But when I thought about Qi Yuan, I felt relieved. If Zaha wasn't stupid, he wouldn't have become lame because of his casual deception.
"Then follow the guidance of the golden eagle. There is also a city on the other border of the grassland. The people there have white skin and blue eyes, and they are the civilization of another race.
We can unite with the plundered tribes and go to the cities there to find a new life.
You can stay away from the war and borrow their resources to trade through the winter.
But there is also the possibility of war breaking out there. "
Qi Yuan's words opened Zaha's eyes. He always thought that the edge of the grassland was still grassland, but he didn't expect that there were other races on the other side.
And they still have cities to exchange supplies with!
Urim went to war with the Central Plains, and they had not done business with the Central Plains people for a long time.
It would be great if you could follow the Golden Eagle to a new environment and live the peaceful life before.
However, Zaha did not interrupt Qi Yuan because he also wanted to hear what a better life would be like.
“The tribes united there can recuperate and grow their power.
When spring comes and revives, Ulimu's army lacks supplies to survive the winter and is tired. It can lead everyone back to the grassland to avenge Ulimu.
After defeating Urim's army, you can reach peace with the border and open up trade.
The grassland will be peaceful again, and you will be deeply touched by the benefits of border trade. "
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he became quiet.
Zaha's heart was filled with excitement. Compared with living in a foreign country, it was naturally good to live in a familiar grassland.
And compared to unknown cities, Zaha is still more willing to trade with people from the Central Plains. The tea and silk from the Central Plains are excellent.
But can they really defeat Urim's army?
And the most important question is, can China trade with them? ?
Zaha looked at Qi Yuan and raised his question.
Qi Yuan yawned and rubbed his eyes.
"I can guarantee that, do you feel satisfied with this kind of life?"
Zaha hesitated, and with the previous questions foreshadowing, when Qi Yuan asked Zaha, he couldn't help but think, could there be a better life than this?
This is what Zaha thought and asked.
Qi Yuan cheered up again.
“If you can enter the Central Plains and have your own city for the Mongolians, you can do business like the Central Plains people and live the same life as the Central Plains people.
Children can read and learn more knowledge and skills.
You no longer have to worry about the coming of winter, you can have a warm house and sufficient food.
You can even wear silk and travel in the Central Plains.
Do you want this kind of life? "
Qi Yuan's words were full of deception. When Zaha thought about the richness of the Central Plains, he was already very excited just thinking about them having their own city as a place to stay.
What's more, living the same life as the people in the Central Plains.
Their children no longer have to worry about dying in the winter. They can be treated by doctors in the Central Plains and can go to the Central Plains to study.
Zaha just wants to think that her children will be able to wear silk clothes and read books instead of fighting hungry wolves on the grassland to survive.
Just thinking about this made Zaha stand up excitedly.
But Zaha's excitement was quickly replaced by panic.
Wanting to live such a life, isn't that why those people follow Ulimu?
Just thinking about this made Zaha's face pale.
"Why would the God Envoy lead us to invade your homeland!"
Zaha was frightened by Qi Yuan's remarks.
Although such a life is a dream, the army in the Central Plains is not half weaker than that of Ulimu.
The people of the Central Plains hate them as if they are world enemies!
What's more, even if Qi Yuan is the envoy of Changshengtian, Zaha does not believe that Qi Yuan will betray his homeland to help them.
Such a person will never become a messenger of God.
Therefore, Zaha suddenly broke into a cold sweat. This question was simply a question.
An Jiu had already drawn his swords and stood beside Qi Yuan the moment Zaha suddenly stood up.
Feeling An Jiu's killing intent, Zaha felt that his life was hanging by a thread.
Why ask questions? ?
Qi Yuan smiled and motioned for Zaha to sit down.
"You know that I will not betray my country, but the messengers of God will not deceive believers either."
Qi Yuan's voice was gentle, as if all Zaha's reactions were expected. And the questions he asked were just casual questions.
But Zaha no longer dares to relax. His intuition tells him that the next answer may not only determine the life of the tribe.
Zaha sat down anxiously again, racking his brains and not knowing how to answer Qi Yuan's question.
Fortunately, Qi Yuan did not force Zaha to answer.
"Zaha, what do you think is the difference between the Central Plains people and the Mongolian people?"
Qi Yuan's question jumped too quickly, and Zaha thought carefully for a while before raising his head to answer.
"Chinese people are smarter?"
Qi Yuan shook his head and stopped letting Zaha guess.
"In fact, there is no difference. They are all people from this vast land in the East, right?"
Zaha:…
He didn't expect the answer to the question to be so simple.
"Does the envoy of God mean that we can also build cities with our own hands? Just like the people in the Central Plains."
Qi Yuan was completely speechless for Zaha.
"God's messenger is not omnipotent."
Zaha's expression of excitement froze on his face. He was overly excited for the moment.
"If you defeat Ulimu's army and become the leader of the grassland, you will submit to the Central Plains and become a subject of the Emperor of the Central Plains.
Are you willing to hand over the grassland to the Emperor of the Central Plains in exchange for your loyalty to the Mongols and the same treatment as the Central Plains people? "
There is no doubt that this is another proposition.
Zaha felt the deeper malice behind this issue.
"But I'm not the leader of the grassland, and I can't even convince those in the Urim Army. How can I represent the Mongols?
What's more, the emperor of the Central Plains will not trust us. "
Zaha has completely given up resistance. He cannot think of the answer to the question.
"Then do you believe me?"
Zaha perked up. This was the simplest question he had heard tonight.
"Of course I believe in divine messengers!"
"What if I let you die?"
Zaha’s answer was even firmer: “Zaha is obligated!”
Qi Yuan stared at Zaha, "What if I take your people to death?"
Zaha was silent, and after a while he raised his head and looked at Qi Yuan firmly.
"The divine envoy could have done it a long time ago, right?"
If they were allowed to die, Qi Yuan only had to let Wulimu go, but he and his tribe were still alive, right?
As for the future, if I can really live the kind of life Qi Yuan said, I will never regret it.
Qi Yuan stood up and smiled as he watched the sky light up.
"If I were the emperor of the Central Plains, would you be willing to become part of the empire's territory and a subject of the Central Plains?"
