Two tall and strong young men rode along on horseback, wearing sheepskin jackets, and grew stronger than the hills.

"Timur, I heard that you brought back two Yan thieves from Nanyan?" the young man on the horse sneered, "What?

Another young man next to him burst out laughing and pretended to say, "Bacha'er, you should leave some thin noodles for our noble prince, how can you be so rude?"

Chu Shaoyuan, who was lying in the ox cart, heard the movement and sat up, looked at a few people not far away, frowned, and reached out to pull Zhaba's clothes.

"Who are these two?

Zaba explained to him: "It's the dog cubs of the Ayili Jiti Department and the Beilu Jiti Department, who usually love to go against the master, and I don't know where I got the news, and led a thousand men and horses to block our master's road.

Chu Shaoyuan suddenly realized that he was an opponent.

Bai Lang's gaze slanted through the two of them, with undisguised contempt on his face: "Why are you two wastes?"

"Son of a bitch, you can say another piece of waste?" said Bacha'er viciously, "If you don't let go of these swallow dogs, I'll let you die here at once!"

Bai Lang sneered, "What, my dear ninth uncle, Urutbar finally can't help but poison me?" It's just that you want me to die just for such a reason, Bacha'er, you can't help but think too beautifully." ”

As soon as Bai Lang's voice fell, the steel knife in his hand immediately wrapped around Ba Cha'er's arm like a poisonous snake, the steel knife was not unsheathed, but the murderous aura rushed straight to Ba Cha'er through the scabbard, Ba Cha'er only felt that his arm was sore, and he immediately hung down softly.

"How dare you sneak attack!"

Qin Mohanda beside Ba Cha'er roared, the long knife out of the sheath, the sharp knife was particularly weird under the twilight, the knife flashed, he slashed out vigorously, his strength was amazing, few people could get a bargain from his knife, there was a vibration when the blade collided in his hand, the sound of metal scraping in his ears roared, he suddenly found that his knife was being framed, he turned the long knife in his hand hard, unloaded the opponent's strength, quickly turned the knife body on the horse, and slashed out with the blade of the waist rotation, and the strength of the knife body was amazing。

Bai Lang knew the cruelty of this knife, it was too close, he had to muster all his strength to block it with the knife, only to hear the "click", after the metal collided, the scabbard on his knife body that had never been taken off collapsed.

Bai Lang pressed down the long knife of Chin Mohandana, and kicked him in the heart with a kick, only to see Chin Mohandana fall down in the dead grass next to him, and the long knife in his hand was slanted into his thigh, cutting an inch-long hole.

Chin Mohanda only felt a heat on his thighs, he got up and looked down, the scarlet blood stained his sheepskin pants red, and he hissed and roared, "Son of a bitch, bastard, I can't spare you today!"

As soon as he grasped the long knife in his hand, he was held against several knives by his neck.

Bai Lang glanced at him contemptuously: "Waste is waste, Urutbar dares to send you over to embarrass people, you go back and tell your father Ayantor, when this year's Grerku Conference, don't expect me to speak for him, don't think that you can fool the past, in our Tatar, not only you Beilu Jiti, but also other tribes, there are more people who want the Tana grassland in Shuoxi!"

Bai Lang thrust the long knife of Chin Mohandana into the grass beside him, and the blade was forced, and immediately half of it was submerged.

The retinue pressed the subdued Chin Mohandana and Bachar to open the way, and the group walked in front of them with high spirits.

Ba Cha'er twisted his body in disbelief, and was immediately kicked hard by his entourage.

"Be honest with me!" the attendant scolded unceremoniously.

"You shitty dog dare to be rude to me......!

As soon as he was halfway through Ba Cha'er's words, he was stuffed with cow dung, his shoulder was unloaded, and he was pressed away, and he couldn't scold with a foul smell in his mouth, and he accidentally swallowed the cow dung, which made him want to vomit in disgust.

"I'm finally honest, and I don't look at the fact that I'm a prisoner now, and I dare to shake my majesty, it's really a waste in the master's mouth!"

The attendant snorted softly, not even bothering to give him a sneering look.

The wound on the thigh of Chinmohanda hurt so much that he almost wanted to die, and when he saw that Bachaer's mouth was stuffed with cow dung, he clenched his teeth and said no more.

Chu Shaoyuan sat on the ox cart wrapped in wool felt, and watched from a distance as the two young men in front of him who were as strong as mountains being set up to open the road, and the thousand people who were originally blocking the road had to get out of the way because of the rat trap, and watched Bai Lang leave with them in the dust.

"Zhaba, isn't your master the Khan King of this term, how can it be ......" Chu Shaoyuan looked at Zhaba suspiciously.

Zaba scratched his head, a little didn't know how to explain to him, starting from the beginning, his Dayan words were not very good, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to speak half of it, so he would confuse others, "You wait, I'll call Mr. Chen, he understands this, you let him come and tell you." ”

Chu Shaoyuan was just about to stop him and say that he didn't need to worry, but he saw him run to the front with a smoke, and dragged Chen Wenshu over with a hard pull.

Zaba said: "Mr. Chen, you tell him about our Alecchi." ”

Chen Wenshu sat on the ox cart, crossed his legs, and held a wine jar in his hand.

"Do you want to drink some wine?" he handed the wine jar to Chu Shaoyuan, smiling gently and elegantly, "I've been thinking all the way, when will Gongzi Chu ask about our master?" Originally, I thought that Gongzi Chu wouldn't ask until after reaching Alec......

Chu Shaoyuan took a sip of wine, and the pungency of the liquor entered his stomach, as if the whole person was about to burn.

He said in a low voice: "I know that my love has been a little low these days, Mr. Chen is a Yan person, and he should understand my thoughts." ”

"So I haven't bothered Gongzi Chu for the past few days," Chen Wenshu took back the wine jar and raised his head to take a sip of wine, "Anyway, our master has saved Gongzi's life, although it is not just kind, but what we are trying to do is not difficult for Gongzi......"

Chu Shaoyuan hurriedly made a forbidden action, "What Mr. Chen said Yi Shu understands, Yi Shu has also figured it out these days, instead of being chased by killers all the way, it is better to heal your injuries outside the customs first and then make plans, what you ask for, I will try my best to help, and please Mr. Know everything, say everything, first talk about this Tatar department in your mouth, I have seen the description of the Tatar people in "Alien Record", but I always feel one-sided. ”

Chen Wenshu saw that his face was calm, and he was not in a hurry to confirm it at the moment, and explained the situation of the Tatar Department one by one.

"There are a total of six tribes in the Tatar Ministry, originally led by the old Khan of the Alched tribe, King Borkin Khan is also the father of our master, the name of the master Tatar tribe is Timur Borgin Alchi, and our Yan people are different, the Tatar name is in front of the surname, the middle is the father's name, and finally the surname is the name of the tribe, every three years there will be a Grierku Congress, mainly to elect the leader, and some major things agreed, just now those two are the princes of the Ayili Jiti tribe-- Bachar Zara Jiujiu Ayilichiti, and the prince of the Bilu Kiti tribe, Chin Mohandana Ayantor Bilujiti. These two tribes both support the Nine Kings Urutbar Bulji Cha'an as the leader, and I don't know who leaked the news that the master saved you, and at this time they are blocking the road and want to stop the master......"

"Wait," Chu Shaoyuan said loudly, "According to what you said, the tribe where those two people were just now had a relationship with Bai... Timur... Something... They're opponents, and if they're opponents, why do they feel like there's room for them?"

Chen Wenshu saw that he was struggling to say his master's Tatar name, and couldn't help laughing: "It's good for Childe to continue to call his master's Yanren name, Childe is saying, since it is an opponent, why not defeat the enemy with one move, right?"

He paused, shook his head, and said, " In fact, this is because among the six tribes, the most powerful is the master's Alechi tribe, Aruhai Division, and Duta Wuti Division, in addition to the Alechi Division, the Khan King of the Aruhai Department is the master's seventh uncle Totel Burji Aruhai, the Khan King of the Duta Wuti Department is the master's father-in-law Shinamkhan Taichiwu Duta Wuti, among the other three tribes, only the tribe of the Nine Kings Urutbar is the strongest, and the other two tribes are completely incomparable, although in recent years, the Nine Kings have recruited troops and horses, and the head of the soldiers and horses has been firmly above the other five, but the tribe of the Nine Kings is still poor, and some people will starve to death and freeze to death in winter all year round, so the Nine Kings are not very popularOn the contrary, although the soldiers and horses in our master tribe are not as strong as the nine kings, the clansmen who follow the master can be fed and clothed, plus the Khan kings of the other two tribes also support the master, it is difficult to distinguish for a while, if someone breaks the balance at this time and kills the master, what do you say will be the result?"

Chu Shaoyuan finally understood, it turned out that this was the case, the six tribes seemed to be independent, but they restrained each other, so there was such a situation, no wonder he proposed to let Bai Lang take advantage of the Nine Kings to attack Yanmen Pass to occupy his tribe, he would shake his head.

"Since this is the case, we have to start from the root, otherwise the Nine Kings will become stronger and stronger, and this balance will be broken. ”

Chen Wenshu nodded, "That's why the master can't let the Nine Kings develop, the current Nine Kings are getting stronger and stronger, I'm afraid that at this year's Greeku Conference, some other small tribes will also support the Nine Kings as leaders." ”

Chu Shaoyuan asked, "Isn't the Greeku Conference held once every three years, why didn't the leader be elected last time?"

Chen Wenshu let out a long sigh.

"At the Grearcu Conference, it was not only about the strength of the tribe, but also about whether it could take everyone to eat and clothe itself, and whether it could deal with the disputes between the tribes fairly and fairly, and the monarch on the steppe was more than just the strength of the army......