The wind was cold all night, and the sky was white, but it started to snow again.

To the north of Changling County is a large grassland, but now there is a vast white snow at a glance. More than 30 miles away from Qiling Post, 10,000 soldiers of the Beimo vanguard troops are stationed here. The leader is the youngest son of the current Dakhan of the Beimo Khan, the current little prince Mengge.

The previous Khan of the Beimo Royal Court was a long-lived man. Hu Yulie survived until he was in his forties and only waited for the opportunity to make a comeback. Now the little prince Mengge is already in his twenties. He has a very good demeanor of his father Hu Yulie. He is deeply loved by Hu Yulie. He is a disciple of the Beimo National Master. He has led the army at a young age. He is almost certain to be Hu Yulie's successor.

This time, the trip to the south was an opportunity to make contributions. The four princes of Beimo wanted to compete for it. However, Mengge stood out with the two great practitioners brought out from his master. In addition, Hu Yulie liked this young son the most, so this matter naturally fell on Mengge.

At this time, in a large tent at the Beimo Army, Mengge was summoning ten thousand-strong commanders and two great practitioners to discuss matters. All ten thousand-strong commanders were his people, and although the two great practitioners were not his subordinates, they were all his senior brothers in terms of seniority. Therefore, this time he went south, he was in power.

In fact, the two great practitioners are actually not as good as Mengge in the master's position, because Mengge is the true disciple of the national teacher, while the two great practitioners are just registered disciples. What's more, Mengge is the little prince of the Northern Desert. It is precisely for this reason that although the two great practitioners are not humble to Mengge, they also give Mengge a very proud face.

In the Beimo Royal Court, their national teacher is a legend and a symbol of Beimo. He created the Jixia Academy with one hand. Countless masters came out and penetrated into all aspects of the Beimo Royal Court, which could almost affect the political direction of the Beimo Royal Court. Even the Khan of Beimo Knight is now treated with courtesy.

Being able to become a disciple of the national teacher is a supreme honor.

Not to mention Munge or a prince, so he is a very proud person, and he is proud from the bottom of his bones. Even when facing two great practitioners, he still has enough arrogance.

The two great practitioners of the two Mengge's fellow disciples, Helei, were already very old. They entered the innate ten years ago, but they had been in Jixia Academy. However, they had not been able to make any progress for ten years, so they decided to go out and follow Mengge into the world. The other was Huaxun, who was Helei's senior brother, who was older, and both of them were similar. They were both because they could no longer make any breakthroughs in martial arts in Jixia Academy, so they entered the world to take a try.

Although Mengge can be on par with the two great practitioners, and even has a higher status, the other ten thousand masters are different. They can only respect themselves in front of the two great practitioners. However, Here and Huaxun are both outsiders. They have basically never spoken in the military camp and will never cross the bottom line to point fingers at the military affairs.

However, in order to show respect, Mengge invited two people to attend every major meeting, and today, the same is true.

Mengge is in the main seat, and his burly figure invisibly gives people a sense of oppression. He is the bravest man on the grassland. The advantages of the rude and heroic grassland are reflected in him. His prestige in the military camp is also very deep. If he doesn't speak, no one will speak.

When everyone was around, Mengge picked up a bowl of wine, finished drinking it in one sip, wiped his mouth casually, and said, "Dear generals, I have a big event to discuss with you today."

Mengge paused for a moment and continued, "Yesterday we had a team of warriors, more than one hundred people, who did not return overnight. According to the spies' reward, they were killed by the despicable Xia people, without leaving a single living mouth, and they were all dismembered. It was really vicious!"

Monge was really angry, he felt provoked.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thousand-man commander slamming the table below. This thousand-man commander was his first general, a warrior from the hooded Qi realm, named Anda.

Anda was as burly as Mengge. He stood up and roared, "Little Prince, these Xia people really don't know how to provoke us like this. I want to kill them and avenge our grassland warriors!"

"Yes, little prince, please give the order. We have always been the only one who kills people. Those humble Xia people dare to kill us. They should all die!"

"revenge……"

The Beimo people have been a warlike nation since ancient times. In addition, the turmoil in the Xia Kingdom five years ago has further encouraged the arrogance of the Beimo people. In their eyes, the Xia Kingdom is a cowardly country, and it is normal to be bullied by them. When I suddenly heard someone counterattacked, I was naturally furious.

However, not everyone is so reckless, such as the great practitioner Huaxun. He has been closing his eyes and not talking since he came in, as if he was sleeping. Until now, he slowly opened his eyes.

He Lei is a cultivator in Yijixia Academy. In Xia Kingdom, he is equivalent to a man from the Jianghu Lake. He sees different things from the people in the military camp. Moreover, he is a great practitioner with a higher vision and different things he comes into contact with.

He knew that Xia Kingdom was not what ordinary people knew, a cowardly and bullied nation. Even the national masters were afraid of the martial arts powerhouses in this country. Otherwise, Beimo would not have been staying on the grassland for so many years.

Here spoke slowly. He was a great practitioner. He didn't dare to continue speaking anymore. His voice was very dull, but it was possible for everyone to hear it.

"Little Prince, is it the Xia court?"

Others didn't quite understand what Here meant, but Mengge knew it and explained: "It was not the soldiers of the Xia court, but a county magistrate. He and thousands of county soldiers were stationed at Qiling Post. Yesterday, he said that he led people to kill my Beim Desert warriors."

"County magistrate?"

Huaxun also spoke and said, "How can a county magistrate have the courage to face the tens of thousands of cavalry in the northern desert?"

"I don't know where he got the courage. The road to Weicheng, Xiaguo, has been cut off. It is impossible for them to invite reinforcements. He actually dared to provoke me."

A light flashed in Mengge's eyes and said, "That county magistrate is the county magistrate of Changling County, a real warrior. Even I admire him very much. But unfortunately, I am not from my Beimo Royal Court. Otherwise, I will definitely be friends with him."

"Then, what are the plans of the little prince?" Hua Xun asked.

Mengge smiled slightly and said, "Although I admire his courage very much, he is just a small county magistrate after all, with a bunch of native chickens and tiles in his hands. How capable of this king is to kill him is like killing a chicken!"

A commander said, "The little prince is right. If I were asked to meet that county magistrate, I would definitely twist his head off as a ball and kick it. I don't know how to live or die!"
Chapter completed!