"Your Majesty, the area controlled by the Jiuli Tribe is five kilometers ahead!”
After entering the desolate land, the temperature gradually began to drop, and even the environment began to become harsh.
After marching for ten miles, they left the plains and entered a mountain range. A scout who was familiar with the terrain of the North Sea rode his horse forward to report.
Ye Chen nodded slightly.
He shifted his gaze slightly and looked across the sky at the undulating mountain range in front of him.
This mountain range was surrounded by barren mountains. The terrain was complex and the climate was uncertain. It was difficult for crops to grow, and poisonous insects and wild beasts were everywhere.
It was indeed not easy for the Jiuli Race to survive in the Deserted Territory!
Ye Chen's gaze swept across the mountain range and said,""The terrain of the mountain range is complicated, and the army can't pass through. Is there a slightly smoother path that leads directly to the location of the Jiuli Tribe?”
The scout cupped his hands and said," Reporting to Your Majesty, there are relatively wide passages 14 miles to the southeast, 3 miles to the northeast, and 10 miles to the north. These three passages lead directly to the North Sea. There are also paths to the Jiuli Tribe on the way.”
"The closest road is three miles away. This road is called Hokkaido. After the seventy-two rebel armies entered the Jiuli Mountain Range, they were all stationed in the middle of Hokkaido and set up camp at various intersections.”
"However, our army is too ambitious. The Jiuli remnants and the allied forces must have received the news and will definitely set up an ambush in Hokkaido!”
"The last time Grand Preceptor Wen marched to attack, he was attacked after entering Hokkaido. The enemy had the geographical advantage and set up an ambush from both sides.”
Ye Chen looked in the direction the scout was pointing and saw that there was indeed a relatively flat continent about ten thousand feet away in the northeast direction, leading straight into the mountains.
However, it was indeed easier to encounter an ambush in a single passage.
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes. After a moment of consideration, he suddenly looked at a tall figure beside him and said,""Lei Kai, listen up!"
"I'm here!"
Lei Kai's face was filled with steel as he solemnly cupped his hands.
Ye Chen looked at him and said," We will split into two groups. You will lead the three thousand Flying Tigers Army and march into the mountains. I will lead the army through Hokkaido. However, I will slow down and wait for you. If I am attacked along the way, you will lead the Flying Tigers Army to defeat the enemy from the flank!”
The Flying Tigers were all skilled soldiers. They were the trump cards of Chaoge's army, trained by Huang Feihu himself. They were good at all kinds of battles.
With 3,000 flying tigers traveling through the mountain range, even if they encountered any unexpected situations, they could ensure that they could retreat safely. Moreover, they could also act as scouts.
Lei Kai naturally understood the importance of this task. His expression immediately became serious and he shouted in a deep voice,"I accept your orders!"
With that, he waved his hand and led the 3,000 flying tigers into the mountains next to Hokkaido.
Ye Chen led Lu Bu and the rest of the troops into Hokkaido.
Previously, Grand Preceptor Wen didn't have enough soldiers and didn't dare to split his forces, so he could only attack one path.
But now that they had split into three routes, there were still two routes left to reach the Jiuli Tribe.
Needless to say, Grand Preceptor Wen and the others should know what to do.
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Nine Li Temple.
The Jiuli Tribe was located in the depths of the Jiuli Mountain Range. It was built on the highest peak of the mountain range, the Jiuli Saint Peak. The entire mountain range was surrounded by densely packed houses and villages.
However, at the edge of the tribe near Hokkaido, there was a palace built of pure gold. It was glorious and ancient.
This was the highest temple of the Jiuli clan, the Jiuli Temple.
Usually, the Nine Li Clan's rituals and meetings were held in the Nine Li Temple.
At this moment, in the Nine Li Sacred Hall, the Nine Li Clan's Patriarch, Li Zhan, had invited the 72 dukes to gather together to discuss the matter of forming an alliance and joining forces to fight against the Great Shang army.
The spacious and ancient hall was filled with people. All of them had extraordinary auras and were dressed luxuriously.
However, the person sitting in the main seat was a man with his hair tied up in a white tiger hide. He looked to be in his forties, and his arms were exposed. His bronze skin was filled with explosive power.
He was the current patriarch of the Jiuli Clan, Li Zhan!
Although the Jiuli Race was a single race, strictly speaking, it was divided into nine tribes.
Back then, Chiyou, the Chieftain of the Jiuli Tribe, and his eight brothers, including himself, had the surname Li. That was why they were called the Jiuli Tribe.
However, every generation of the Jiuli tribe would choose one of the nine tribe leaders to be the leader of the Jiuli tribe. The other eight tribe leaders would assist the Jiuli tribe leader.
The first ruler of the Jiuli Race was Chiyou!
This Li Zhan was both the patriarch and the ruler of this generation!
Therefore, none of the 72 dukes dared to underestimate him, including the leaders of the two factions, Yuan Futong's younger brother, Yuan Fujie, and the Marquis of Pingzhou, Huangfu Ying!
The hall had been silent for a long time.
At this moment, Huangfu Ying, who was wearing a purple-black brocade robe, looked at Yuan Fujie coldly. Then, he turned to Li Zhan and said,
"Tribe Leader Li, why have you gathered us today? Just say it directly. Don't keep us in suspense!”
Huangfu Ying's words broke the silence.
All the dukes looked up at Li Zhan.
"Marquis Huangfu, don't be anxious!"
Facing everyone's gaze, Li Zhan grinned. He looked quite honest, but the light in his eyes betrayed him.
Li Zhan looked at the various vassals and said," Many things have happened in the past few days. King Yuan of the North Sea has fallen. Although we are sad, we have no choice but to face reality and think of a way to get through this crisis!”
Li Zhan's gaze swept across the various dukes. When he spoke of Yuan Futong's death, not a single dukedom, including Yuan Fujie, felt any grief. Instead, all of them had cold expressions, as if this matter had nothing to do with them.
This was the human race of the Central Plains!
Coldness, selfishness, power struggles, and ugliness!
What right did this race have to occupy the Central Plains and become the ruler of the world?!
Li Zhan sneered in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He looked at the crowd and sighed,"In the past few days, everyone has been discussing among themselves to elect a new duke, but there has been no result!”
"Last night, I received news that Emperor Xin of the Shang Dynasty personally led 300,000 troops to the North Sea to personally support Grand Preceptor Wen.”
"At this time, if you continue to fight, Di Xin and Grand Preceptor Wen will take advantage of the situation to invade, and we will be in danger!”
Hearing this, everyone's expression changed.
It was because they knew about this that they were willing to come to the Nine Li Holy Temple today to see how Li Zhan was going to resolve this matter.
Yuan Fujie looked up at Li Zhan and said,""What does Patriarch Li want to say?”
Li Zhan nodded slightly, then looked at the crowd and said,"The plan now is for all of you to unite first. If all of you are united as one, with the addition of my Jiuli men, even if Di Xin personally leads an army of 500,000 to attack, we still have a chance to turn defeat into victory. After all, this is the territory of my Jiuli Tribe!”
"Ha! What a nice way to put it! I wonder how Clan Leader Li plans to unite us? Could it be that you want me to listen to the orders of this traitor?!”
Yuan Fujie glanced at Huangfu Ying and sneered.
Huangfu Ying's face darkened as he looked at Yuan Fujie." Although you are His Highness 'brother, His Highness did not leave behind any posthumous edict for you to inherit the throne. What right do you have to be the king?"”
"I don't have the qualifications, but do you think you do?" Yuan Fujie sneered.!”
"I have been through life and death with your highness for many years, why not?!”
As they spoke, the two of them spoke fiercely and actually began to quarrel again.
Li Zhan looked at this scene quietly, and the coldness in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
After a long time, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were cold and determined.
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