Chapter 132 Emperor Star Competition
As night fell, a tent in the northwest of the prairie was brightly lit.

The golden gauze curtains swayed gently in the breeze, and the warm firelight shone on everyone's face, forming alternating light and dark patterns.

Saihan, the prairie emperor star who was originally supposed to unify the entire prairie with invincible momentum, sat on the wool blanket in the center with deep eyes and a face as calm as water.

He was holding an exquisite porcelain cup in his hand, which contained steaming milk tea. The aroma filled the air, but it didn't seem to attract much of his attention.

Saihan held the bone bowl, looked at the starry sky, and slowly said: "Temujin, this name has become more and more famous on the grassland recently."

"Oh? King Saihan is interested in Temujin?"

The general beside him asked.

Saihan smiled and said, "He is a hero, there is no doubt about that."

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

He looked at the name and information in his hand about Temujin, the new leader who had emerged on the grassland.

There was a glimmer of admiration in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by deep thought.

He knew that although Temujin had outstanding leadership skills, the geographical location of the Xiongnu 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 Huns' decision-making.

"The Central Plains Dynasty..."

Saihan whispered, as if talking to himself.

The servants around him immediately held their breath, waiting for his decision.

"The strength of the Central Plains Dynasty cannot be underestimated."

Saihan finally spoke, his voice full of determination, "But they targeted Temujin, which also exposed their weaknesses."

"Temujin unified the Xiongnu too quickly."

“So fast that it scares them a little bit.”

Saihan's voice gradually became lower and lower, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

I don’t know whether it was directed at the Central Plains or at Temujin.

Or maybe both?
His subordinates stood on both sides, each of them with a look of awe and loyalty.

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

"They are focusing on Temujin and ignoring us."

Saihan's eyes flashed with a cunning light, "This is our chance."

He stood up and walked over to the map.

It was a huge map, which marked the spheres of influence of various tribes on the grassland and the borders of the Central Plains Dynasty.

He moved his finger across the map, finally stopping between two locations.

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

"Those people in the Central Plains can't help themselves."

"Action has been taken against Temujin recently."

Saihan broke the silence, his voice low and powerful, as if every word was carefully considered, "They are trying to weaken his power, which is a threat to us grassland tribes."

The tent was completely silent, with only the occasional crackle of wood in the fire to make it sound.

The subordinates looked at each other, knowing the significance of the news.

Saihan glanced at the crowd and saw the uneasiness 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 that we will be the next target?"

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

He paused, his eyes scanning the faces of his men, making sure everyone understood what he meant.

"We are not Genghis Khan. Our strength comes from the grassland, not from a city or a pond."

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

There were murmurs of approval from within the tent.

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

He stood up and walked to the other end of the tent, his fingers lightly touching the grassland map hanging nearby.

"The Central Plains Dynasty has become corrupt."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Saihan's voice, "They think they are in control of everything, but they ignore the power of the grassland."

"But it's their mistake and our opportunity."

He turned around and faced the crowd.

"Now, because of Temujin, the Central Plains has begun to open up a small amount of weapons and armor trade to the grasslands again."

"This is our chance." There was an uproar in the tent.

The subordinates were talking about it, obviously shocked by Saihan's idea.

But there is no way!

Who doesn't know?

Since ancient times, the people on the grassland have been the weakest in weapons, iron smelting and other aspects.

Compared with the Central Plains, it is several versions behind.

Every time on the battlefield, the grassland tribes would compete with each other for weapons, armor and other reasons.

Countless innocent men died tragically.

However, the foreign tribes in the northern grasslands have been tirelessly invading the south.

All the major dynasties in the Central Plains clearly stipulated that it was forbidden to sell weapons, armor and other goods to the grasslands.

Some even directly blocked trade with the grassland.

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

Now, finally, someone is willing to trade, and even offers weapons and armor.

If I don’t cooperate, I will be letting down the opportunity Changshengtian has given me.

As for whether to work with the Central Plains to target Temujin, who is also a foreign race from the grassland.

Saihan didn't have any psychological burden at all.

For ambitious emperors like Saihan, they will seize every opportunity to enhance themselves.

As long as it can increase the power of his own people, he will sell them even to allies of the same race.

Not to mention Temujin, a foreigner who was no different from the people of the Central Plains to their tribe.

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

There is no possibility of coexistence between the two.

Therefore, Temujin was sold in exchange for the opportunity for cooperation.

Saihan didn't think there was anything wrong.

“I know it’s a risky idea.”

Saihan raised his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.

He said calmly, "But only in this way can we quickly increase the strength of the tribe and take over more pastures on the grassland!"

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

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

As Saihan's words slowly fell.

One of the counselors could not help but say: "Han, there is nothing wrong with cooperating with the Central Plains Dynasty."

"However, doing so may cause dissatisfaction and vigilance among other grassland tribes."

"I see."

Saihan nodded, "But if we don't cooperate, we will always be under the shadow of the Central Plains Dynasty."

"You will die in the grasslands and never become truly strong."

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

Cooperating with the Central Plains Dynasty is indeed a road full of risks and opportunities.

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

Another counselor suggested, "If they are willing to cooperate, we can consider further actions."

Saihan smiled slightly, nodded and said, "This is 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 intertwining and colliding in the tent.

History is once again running along its original trajectory.

The major dynasties in the Central Plains are fighting among themselves, while the hungry wolves in the north take advantage of every opportunity.

Crazy absorption of all kinds of nutrients from the Central Plains.

Eventually it became a behemoth.

However, with the arrival of Su Ye.

He brought Temujin, Wanyan Aguda and others to the grassland.

Where will the grassland lead to in the end?

No one knows!
(End of this chapter)