"Father Khan, what exactly did you say to the saints? They really gave up resisting and led their entire tribes south to attack Huaxia?"
On Mount Burkhan, Temujin, having completed the unification of Mobei, stood with his hands behind his back and gazed southward.
Ogodei and Tore stood behind him. The impatient Ogodei could not help asking.
Temujin wore a calm expression as he looked at the mountain ranges before him. "In your opinion, what would happen to the already vulnerable heartlands of the various tribes when faced with the Mongol Shiwei cavalry's assault?"
Ogodei grinned. "They would naturally submit beneath our iron hooves!"
"Then how long do you think it would take to completely unify the heartlands of all the tribes?"
Uh...
At that, Ogodei was left somewhat dumbfounded.
Although the Mongol Shiwei cavalry, under Temujin's command, had been unstoppable, crushing everything in their path.
They all knew that Temujin's strategy this time was one of gradual encroachment.
That meant taking the territories that originally belonged to the various tribes step by step from the outskirts of their heartlands, until their core regions were surrounded and eliminated.
Attacking the outskirts of the tribes' heartlands was naturally easy, since the armies originally stationed there had all been transferred to the front lines.
But the hardest part was still the core regions of the various tribes.
That was because not only did powerful Saint-level beings reside there, but large numbers of elite troops had settled there under the protection of those Saint-level beings!
They were commonly known as holy lands!
Their purpose was much like the Vulture Palace and the Vulture Race within the Mount Lingjiu Realm, where the Burning Lamp Daoist resided.
They obeyed the orders of the Saint-realm experts within their domain without question!
It could be said that