I embezzled 100,000 taels at the beginning, and the empress begged me to be more greedy

Deep in the northern desert.

The main camp of the Geer tribe.

Two days had passed since the raid on Yan's trading port.

Inside the tent, Iger's face was solemn as he tightly grasped the wine glass.

The spy who just returned from the south reported that Jiang Zuo was still alive.

Upon hearing the news, Iger was both angry and helpless.

The sneak attack that he had been planning for many days was unexpectedly foiled by the Yan army.

As long as Jiang Zuo is not defeated, Yige will obviously be unable to sleep or eat.

At this time, a subordinate came forward to report: "Great Khan, people from Guanzhong are coming."

Igna put down his wine glass and walked out of the tent with heavy steps.

At this moment, outside the tent, a man in plain clothes stepped up from his horse.

"Great Khan Ignatius, I heard that the thing we asked you to do was a complete failure."

The man was obviously of Yan ethnicity and spoke with a Guanzhong accent.

Yigana narrowed his eyes, his expression solemn: "Zhang Li, you came here this time just to taunt me?"

The man called Zhang Li smiled and said, "You can't even kill Jiang Zuo. You are nothing more than a great Khan."

"It was just a mistake last time." Iger snorted, his expression full of displeasure.

Zhang Li added: "Whether you made a mistake or not, Jiang Zuo must die."

"Although Jiang Zuo survived, he did not gain nothing. I have sent people to destroy the trading port. Where is the reward you promised me?"

Igna stretched out his hand.

Zhang Li remained silent, turned around and winked at his followers.

Then, the price moved some property.

"Here is thirty thousand taels. Take the money, but don't forget to do your job."

The tense words carried a hint of command.

Hearing this, Igna was immediately displeased: "30,000 taels? So many warriors of our tribe died, and you only give 30,000 taels? Didn't we agree on 100,000 taels before?"

"One hundred thousand taels is the price for killing Jiang Zuo. Now Jiang Zuo is not dead yet, and you still have the nerve to ask me for one hundred thousand? Are all you Mobei people so greedy?"

Zhang Li sneered.

"Shut up! This is Mobei, you Yanren, don't be so arrogant!"

The subordinates next to Igna couldn't stand it and immediately shouted at him.

Zhang Li retorted: "Without us Yan people, do you think your Geer tribe would be as powerful as it is now?"

Yige didn't look happy at all: "So what? Don't think that I don't know your purpose. If you give us money, we will continue to help you deal with Jiang Zuo. Otherwise, forget it."

Iger's eyes were fierce, and he obviously knew who was behind this force.

Over the years, the Geer tribe, where Igna belongs, mostly purchased necessary supplies from people like Zhang Li, including salt, weapons and armor, which are scarce in Mobei.

The trade organized by Jiangzuo may cause their smuggling group to lose millions in revenue.

Previously, most of the survival supplies needed by this group of Mobei people were smuggled in through the State of Yan, and these smuggled goods came from the officials and business groups on the border.

Zhang Li pondered for a moment before turning back and ordering his followers to bring some more money and property. He said, "We'll give you another 10,000 taels, no more. If the Jiangzuo trading port is still there, we won't give you a penny."

"Ten thousand taels?" Igerna frowned.

Well, something is better than nothing.

He asked his subordinates to collect the silver and then said, "Don't worry, with this Khan here, their so-called mutual trade will never be possible."

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves was suddenly heard.

A cavalryman wearing the armor of the Geer tribe rode quickly to the vicinity of Yigan, dismounted and said: "Khan, our central camp was attacked by the Yan army! We lost thousands of brothers!"

"When did this happen!"

Igna was suddenly shocked.

He had never expected that the Yan army's response would come so quickly.

The central camp of the Geer tribe was more than 500 miles away from the border of the Yan State.

"Just a short while ago."

"How many soldiers does the Yan army have?"

"Nearly 40,000 to 50,000, all elite cavalry."

"What about the other tribes? Why are they trying to stop the Yan army?"

Igna's face was full of shock and anxiety at this moment.

The subordinate responded: "Great Khan, these Yan cavalry are coming directly towards us!"

These elite cavalrymen of the Yan army actually bypassed many tribes just to raid their Geer tribe. It was obvious that they came prepared.

"Let's go quickly."

Zhang Li's face changed and he quickly ordered his followers to leave.

They are traitors within the State of Yan. If they are caught by the Yan army, they will surely die.

"Khan, let's retreat to the rear camp first. The Yan army will be here soon." The subordinate advised.

Igna has 20,000 elite soldiers, as well as other troops and warriors from other tribes. With the home advantage, he can also fight against the Yan army.

But now, Igna must avoid the sharp edge and retreat strategically.

He quickly ordered everyone to pack up the camp and retreat immediately.

These nomadic people have long been accustomed to this.

After several hours of evacuation, the main force of the Geer tribe was finally safe.

But this kind of security did not last long, and another spy came to report: "Khan, our territory was attacked and thousands of people were captured."

"The Yan army is so fast?!"

Ignat was shocked.

These Yan cavalrymen have no logistical supplies. Wouldn't it be just sending them to their deaths if they went deep into the wilderness?

Before this, the Yan army had never been so swift.

"It was not the Yan army that attacked us this time..."

The subordinates looked extremely ugly.

"If it's not the Yan army, who else could it be?"

Ignat's brows were furrowed.

"Yes, it's Di Zhen's troops from the western part of Mobei Sea!"

The subordinates reported truthfully.

"Di Zhen? Is he crazy?!"

Hearing this, Ignat became even more furious. He totally couldn't understand what Di Zhen was doing.

"I have no grudge against him, at most we just had some quarrels. Why would he attack my Geer tribe?"

Ignat was completely stunned.

The subordinate said, "Great Khan, there is news outside that one person from our Geer tribe is worth ten taels of silver. Now many tribes in the northern desert have begun to secretly stab us in the back! They are robbing and capturing our people!"

"That's unreasonable!"

Igna was furious and drew his sword to chop at the railing beside him.

"It must be that Jiang Zuo's trick!"

"The other tribes in Mobei are all idiots! They actually fell for Jiang Zuo's sinister scheme. How foolish!"

At this moment, Ignat was furious and cursed the people of Mobei for their disunity, and for killing their own people just for a few taels of silver.

He could never have guessed that, except for Di Zhen, the rest of the tribes were already ready to make a move, ready to launch a surprise attack on the Ger tribe and seize Igna's territory.

Mobei, which was originally not united, now became even more divided.

Igna didn't seem to realize who he had offended...

A vengeful empress of Yan State, and a petty and malicious magistrate of Anding County.

In the future, these two people will probably become Igna's nightmare.