Chapter 1427

Tuohuan shook his head. He felt very oppressed, but he couldn't help saying it.

"It's Fang Xing."

"Demon God?"

Fang Xing's name messenger has also heard of it, but he scoffs at the fear of grassland people. He thinks they have never seen the world, so they are frightened by a wise man.

Tuohuan said with a wry smile, "yes, that's him. He used the migration of Tatar as bait to destroy bagen's headquarters in one fell swoop."

The messenger took a breath and asked, "how many troops are they?"

Take off Huan to hang his eyes, hold the handle of the knife and rub it. He said embarrassedly, "it's equivalent to bagan."

The messenger's eyes were cold and fierce, and said, "grand master, is it quite or much worse? This is related to our future deployment of HA lie. Don't Meng Lang!"

This round of confrontation was wonderful. Tuohuan would rather pollute himself. He described the combat effectiveness of his army as scum and wanted to involve the Hari people.

But the messenger was crafty and asked the specific situation immediately. If tuohuan lies, the messenger can always find a way to prove what happened at that time.

The current situation makes vara people in danger. Everyone is happy and disgusted at the intervention of the state of Kazakhstan, but some people are always willing to sell their tribe in exchange for the illusory promise of wealth in the future.

This is human nature!

Tuohuan was embarrassed. He looked left and right. Finally, someone saw that it was a great time to top the pot for the grand master and came out.

"Emissary, the grand master has just forgotten the cavalry of the Tatar department. However, the Tatars are very weak and worthless."

"Really?"

The messenger said coldly, "I want to know the strength of the Ming army at that time and their weapons. Is there a problem?"

Tuohuan got up and said embarrassed, "No."

Then he went out. Someone told the messenger about the composition of the Ming army in Xinghe fort and the firearms of the Ming army.

"Are firearms so powerful?"

After hearing this, the messenger frowned and got up and went out.

Outside the big tent, tuohuan stood not far away. Looking at his back, he had some bleak meaning.

"Grand master, Ming people's firearms... Do you have any experience?"

Tuohuan didn't look back and said, "no, there's no other way except to make heavy iron armor."

"We have heavy armour."

As soon as the messenger heard this, he couldn't help showing off the force of the kingdom of Harlem.

Tuohuan sighed, "but where are your people? Without heavy armor, I can only take those warriors to attack the array of the Ming army like moths to the fire. Emissary, ha lie doesn't want to do it? Then I've decided to close the tribe and go immediately!"

"I know. I'll send someone home to report, but I don't like your threat, grand master."

Tuohuan turned and the messenger stared at him and said, "Ha lie has many means to settle the dispute. After all, you have to know that the Ming people are not willing to fight ha lie. Their king is old and the old king always likes to be conservative. Therefore, if vara disappears on this grassland, I think peace will come with it."

Tuohuan was furious and was about to refute, but the messenger smiled and said: "No matter who the king of the Ming people is, no matter how powerful they are, Haley is not Wala or Tatar. Only madmen will take the initiative to fight against us. The Ming people, dare they say they can defeat Haley? On the contrary, our king is confident in defeating the Ming people, and our warriors are waiting for news. They can't wait long, understand?"

Tuohuan retorted, "what are you waiting for?"

The messenger smiled, stroked his beard and said slowly, "we long for peace, but we are not afraid of threats. Yes, master, please remember this sentence. Ha lie has never been afraid of his opponent, whether he comes from the east or the West."

Tuohuan first smiled - the kind of skin laughing and meat not laughing, and then relaxed and said, "Ming people have more credibility than you."

The messenger's eyes shrunk and said with a sneer: "Ming people keep their reputation? But are you willing to bend your knees in front of the Ming emperor? Grand master, your eyes are full of ambition. This look tells me that you are unwilling! So... You won't surrender to Ming people."

Tuohuan stepped in and said with a smile, "but don't underestimate the courage of the troros family. Whoever underestimates this will have bad luck."

Tuohuan had lost his patience, and his eyes were sharp and unrelenting.

The messenger also smiled and took a step forward. They were almost face to face.

"Before coming, our king said that the grand master should be the most reliable friend, because it's hard for people who have been leaders to submit to others. Don't refute..."

"Ha lie will not put his friends in danger. As I said, he will send someone home to tell our king that Ming people have firearms, but we also have them. What are you afraid of?"

"I'm never afraid!" tuohuan said, staring at his own image in the messenger's eyes, "but he doesn't like to be regarded as a fool by others!"

"No one will treat friends as fools. As I said, my people will start right away. I swear, the horses will not die, and they will not stop until Haley."

"Can I get the promise of my friends?"

"Of course, ha lie never deceives his friends. Our army is ready to go. Countless hot-blooded men are waiting for our king. When he steps down from the throne, my friend, the whole world will tremble!"

Tuohuan stepped back and nodded: "then I will wait for the good news, but before that, I will personally lead the army to the front line of Xinghe fort. My friend, can you provide some supplies? You have to know that sheep without men are difficult to take care of, and women and children will starve to death in tents..."

The messenger nodded and said modestly, "no problem. The food and grass of tens of thousands of people is only a drop in the bucket for Hari."

Tuohuan's eyes narrowed slightly and faintly said, "OK, when your food and grass arrive, I'll send troops immediately!"

The messenger put his hands in front of his belly and said expressionless, "yes, we have stored a lot of food and grass on the other side of the stone river in Yeer, which is enough for Wala to send troops."

The color in tuohuan's eyes instantly turned into shame and vigilance.

Ye'er's stone river is only more than a hundred miles away from him. Ha lie people unknowingly hoard grain and grass, and presumably many elite soldiers.

If they raid

Vara had never been on guard against that direction. Once raided, tuohuan felt that he was afraid to repeat his father Mahmud's mistakes.

The messenger said modestly, "this is just the intention of a friend. Let's prepare, master. Tomorrow my people will go there and ask people to carry grain and grass."

Tuohuan took a deep breath and said, "well, I'll keep my word. The day when the food and grass arrive, it's the time for vara to gather the troops."

The messenger smiled and went to explain the departure, leaving a cold face.

Then the whole Wara was boiling, and the leaders and nobles gathered to the big tent of Dehuan.