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Chapter 128 Emperor Star Saihan

As night falls, a tent in the northwest of the vast grassland is brightly lit.

Golden gauze curtains swayed gently in the breeze, and the warm firelight reflected on everyone's faces, creating a pattern of light and shadow.

Saihan, the grassland emperor who was supposed to unify the entire grassland with invincible power, sat on the wool blanket in the center, his eyes deep and his face calm as water.

He held a delicate porcelain cup filled with steaming hot milk tea, its aroma filling the air, yet it didn't seem to attract much of his attention.

Saihan held the bone bowl, gazed at the starry sky, and slowly spoke: "Temujin, this name is becoming more and more renowned on the grasslands lately."

"Oh? King Saihan is interested in Temujin?"

The subordinate general beside him asked.

Saihan smiled slightly: "He is a hero, there is no doubt about that."

"But a hero can only show his value on the right stage."

He looked at the name and intelligence in his hand about Temujin, the new leader who was making a name for himself on the grasslands.

A glint of admiration flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly masked by deep thought.

He knew that although Temujin had outstanding leadership skills, the Xiongnu's geographical location was too close to the northern border of the Central Plains.

Therefore, the shadow of the Central Plains dynasty always loomed over him, constantly influencing the decisions of the Xiongnu.

"The Central Plains Dynasty..."

Saihan whispered, as if talking to himself.

His attendants immediately held their breath, awaiting his decision.

"The strength of the Central Plains Dynasty is indeed not to be underestimated."

Saihan finally spoke, his voice filled with determination, "But their targeting of Temujin has also exposed their weaknesses."

"Temujin unified the Xiongnu too quickly."

"It was so fast that it scared them a little."

Saihan's voice gradually lowered, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

I don't know if it's about the Central Plains or about Temujin.

Or perhaps... both?

His men stood on either side, each with eyes filled with awe and loyalty.

"What does the Great Khan mean?" a servant asked tentatively.

"Their attention was all on Temujin, but they ignored us."

A sly glint flashed in Saihan's eyes. "This is our chance."

He stood up and walked to the map.

It was a huge map, marking the spheres of influence of various tribes on the grasslands, as well as the borders of the Central Plains dynasties.

His finger traced across the map, eventually stopping between two locations.

"That hungry wolf of the Xiongnu has just unified the Xiongnu."

"Those people in the Central Plains couldn't hold back any longer."

"Action has been taken against Temujin recently."

Saihan broke the silence, his voice deep and powerful, as if every word had been carefully considered: "They are trying to weaken his power, which is a threat to us steppe tribes."

The tent was silent except for the occasional crackling of firewood in the fire.

The subordinates looked at each other, all understanding the weight of this news.

Saihan's gaze swept over the crowd, noticing the unease and doubt on their faces. He smiled slightly and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"I know what you're worried about."

Saihan said slowly, "Are you worried we'll be the next target?"

"But at present, the Central Plains Dynasty's target is Temujin, not us."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across his subordinates' faces to make sure everyone understood what he meant.

"We are not Genghis Khan; our strength comes from the grasslands, not from any city or town."

"Our allies are not the bureaucrats and nobles of the Central Plains, but the herdsmen and warriors of the grasslands."

A murmur of approval rang out from inside the tent.

Saihan smiled and nodded, knowing that his men understood his intentions.

He stood up, walked to the other end of the tent, and lightly touched the grassland map hanging to the side with his fingers.

"The Central Plains dynasty is already rotten to the core."

Saihan's voice carried a hint of sarcasm, "They think they have everything under control, but they have overlooked the power of the grasslands."

"But this is their mistake, and also our opportunity."

He turned around and faced the crowd.

"Now, because of Temujin, the Central Plains has resumed limited trade in weapons and armor with the grasslands."

"This is an opportunity for us."

An uproar erupted inside the tent.

The subordinates were buzzing with discussion, clearly shocked by Saihan's idea.

But there's nothing I can do!

Who doesn't know?

Historically, the grasslands have always been utterly inept at weaponry and iron smelting.

It is several versions behind the Central Plains version.

On every battlefield, the nomadic tribes of the grasslands were defeated due to their weapons and armor.

Countless innocent young men have died tragically.

However, this was due to the constant southward incursions by the northern nomadic tribes.

All the major dynasties in the Central Plains explicitly stipulated that they were not allowed to sell weapons, armor, and other goods to the grasslands.

Some even directly blocked trade with the grasslands.

How could those grassland leaders who had witnessed the prosperity of the Central Plains not be envious?

Now, finally someone is willing to trade, and they've even brought out weapons and armor.

Now, finally someone is willing to trade, and they've even brought out weapons and armor.

It would be a shame not to cooperate, given the opportunity given to us by the Eternal Heaven.

As for the matter of joining forces with the Central Plains to target Temujin, who was also a non-Han people from the grasslands.

Saihan felt no psychological burden whatsoever.

For a powerful and ambitious emperor like Saihan, they will seize every opportunity to enhance themselves.

As long as it increases the power under one's command, one will sell even allies of the same race without hesitation.

Not to mention Temujin, who was no different from the people of the Central Plains in the eyes of his tribe.

Not to mention that Temujin was an ambitious and hungry wolf.

There is absolutely no possibility for the two to coexist.

Therefore, they sold Temujin in exchange for the opportunity to cooperate.

Saihan didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.

"I know this idea is risky."

Saihan raised his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down.

He said calmly, "But only in this way can we quickly strengthen the tribe and take over more pastures on the grasslands!"

"We need the silk, tea, weapons, and armor from the Central Plains; they need our horses and wool."

"Moreover, although the Central Plains Dynasty is powerful, it has also faced internal and external troubles in recent years."

As Saihan's words slowly faded away.

One of the strategists couldn't help but speak up: "Great Han, there is nothing wrong with cooperating with the Central Plains Dynasty."

"However, doing so might provoke discontent and vigilance from other grassland tribes."

"I see."

Saihan nodded. "But if we don't cooperate, we will forever remain in the shadow of the Central Plains Dynasty."

"One who languishes and dies on the grasslands will never truly become strong."

The air inside the tent seemed to freeze, and everyone fell into deep thought.

Cooperation with the Central Plains Dynasty is indeed a path fraught with both risks and opportunities.

"We can send someone to the Central Plains Dynasty first to test their attitude."

Another advisor suggested, "If they are willing to cooperate, then we can consider further action."

Saihan smiled slightly and nodded, saying, "That's a good suggestion."

"I will consider sending an envoy to the Central Plains Dynasty."

The subordinates began a heated discussion, with various opinions and suggestions clashing and intertwining inside the tent.

History is once again proceeding along its original trajectory.

While the major dynasties in the Central Plains were embroiled in internal strife, the hungry wolves of the north seized every opportunity.

They frantically extracted all kinds of nutrients from the Central Plains.

It eventually became a behemoth.

However, with the arrival of Su Ye...

They brought Temujin, Wanyan Aguda, and others to the grasslands.

Where will the grasslands ultimately lead?

Nobody knows!