Chapter 324: Bewitchment

Chapter 324: Bewitchment

Mo Rigen is in his Chinese New Year's Eve and is the leader of a small tribe, the Yiza tribe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Mo Rigen means marksman in the Xiongnu language, but looking at his size, you know that Mo Rigen has nothing to do with the term marksman, and what he is better at should be wrestling.

This is not surprising, there are only a few common names of the Xiongnu, and the heavy names are a mess, and it is already a rare good name to have a meaning like him, and the vast majority of Mongolians are called Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San.

Mo Rigen is the last bloodline of the relatively standard Xiongnu aristocracy, relying on the glory and inheritance of the great ancestors to squander it from generation to generation, and there is not much left in his hands. It's already very lucky to be able to maintain a clan. But that's all, it's not easy to do such a sentence with Mo Rigen's ability, if you want to expand, it's impossible if there is no pie in the sky.

Mozhigan and ordinary small tribal leaders lead a tribe to struggle to survive on the grassland, squandering the last little savings of the tribe by the way, and living a luxurious and erosive life. However, unlike ordinary tribal leaders, most of the luxuries he enjoys come from Kyushu. In fact, he is a fanatical lover of all the pleasures of Kyushu, and his tribe is located on the edge of the grassland, which is considered close to Kami-gun, which also provides him with convenience and conditions for enjoying the luxuries of Kyushu, and also provides a breeding ground for this love to grow like a drug addiction. After all, compared to the abundant and beautiful products of Kyushu, the grassland is too backward and poor. The enjoyment he wants, too, is too lacking.

Even if he eats mutton, he prefers boiled mutton to the roast mutton, which is the most common on the grassland. Perhaps it was because of this hobby that he not only learned the official language of Daqin without a teacher, but he could even write small seals. This is already a rare cultural person in the grassland. The Xiongnu had not yet developed their own script, and in places close to Kyushu, most of the characters they used were Central Plains. Elsewhere, the circulating text is Sanskrit from the plateau.

In normal times, this can only be regarded as a not unique hobby of this small tribal leader - many Huns have a fanatical hobby of all kinds of things produced in Kyushu, which is not surprising, just like the Chinese people are now fanatically fond of overseas products, and young people like the Korean and Japanese versions, and the foreign ones are always good.

But in this special case, this is simply a great potential to become a "Hun traitor"!

Of course, the Huns who have this hobby don't know him, even a big number, Ziyan chose him more because of his character.

To be honest, in order to pick out such a person, Ziyan took a lot of effort. This puppet grassland king must be stupid, not stupid and difficult to control, but not too stupid, after all, it is the nominal grassland king, just like Xiong Xin, the king of Chu Huai, if he really wants to make some trouble, whether he is stupid or too smart, it is always a trouble, and the state of Chu is still in their base camp anyway, it is much easier to control, and Ziyan's original motives are not pure, so he will deliberately provoke and help Xiong Xin to stand on his own, but the grassland must not be out of control, and no accidents can happen.

You have to be ambitious, if you don't have ambition, you don't have the courage to agree to this plan to go to heaven and hell, but you can't be too ambitious, if you are too ambitious, you won't be satisfied in the future, and if you want more, you will be disobedient.

You have to be timid, you can't control him if you're not timid, but you can't be too timid, you can't stand anything at all, and you're scared and crying at every turn, but you can't even hold on to a little face, then it's really a dou who can't be helped.

But obviously, Mo Rigen didn't know that he had "passed five levels and cut six generals" to fight his way out of the encirclement before he got this opportunity, and now he really thought that pie had fallen from the sky and was falling on his head.

And this pie comes from a sentence from the woman in front of her who can't hide her stunning elegance even if the veil can't hide her: "Do you want to be the king of the grassland?" ā€

Although Mo Rigen is stupid, this is purely only for the elite class in Kyushu, and he is still hanging on to the average level of the grassland. At least, he still knows the beauty in front of him.

Ziyan, known as a goddess by everyone, surname unknown, origin unknown, origin unknown, the mysterious military advisor in the Xiang family's army, all the official correspondence of the Xiang family's army, although they are all covered with Xiang Yu's big seal, but the person behind the approval is only her. So of course, all the grain, grass, ordnance, and logistics dispatch of the Xiang Jiajun are under her control. The only one who can be in this position is the henchman of Xiang Yu's henchmen. Of course, due to the inferior roots of men and the dark side of the human heart, they have some speculation in their hearts about where this henchman is and where his belly is, of course, that will not sound very good.

Although Ziyan never intervenes in Xiang Jiajun's business on the bright side, she seems to be very low-key, but it is this sense of mystery that makes her the top topic of Xiang Jiajun not turn to the bright side, of course, the top topic on the bright side is only Xiang Yu. So although she didn't appear in public, and few people didn't even see her in person, there were really few people who didn't know her or didn't know her in the entire Xiang Jiajun.

Therefore, the fanatical Kyushu Control is also one of the first batch of "Hun traitors" who defected to Xiang Jiajun, and he knows that Ziyan is really a normal thing.

"God...... God...... Goddess?! The first time he saw her, he was stunned. I don't know if I was stupefied or stunned.

"It's me." Ziyan smiled softly, with bewitchment in her tactful voice, "You, you haven't answered my question yet." Mo Rigen, are you willing to be the king of the grassland? ā€

"Be the king of the grasslands? I?! Mo Rigen's voice was out of tune, and of course, his voice was not small.

Ziyan frowned, it's really rotten wood that can't be carved, fortunately, he already knew this guy's urine, and he had already sent someone to clear the scene, and even Yunyan was guarding outside, otherwise with his voice, half of all secrets would be leaked!

But come to think of it, what needs to be done still has to be done.

Her voice was more melodious and seductive: "Yes, Prairie King." Be an eagle soaring in the sky overlooking the earth on the grassland, and be the wolf king who responds to every call! Let the Yiza tribe settle in the Golden Horde, let you become the sun never set on the grassland, and let your name be recorded in the hearts of the grassland people from now on, from generation to generation, forever! Morrigan, do you want to? ā€

"Yes!" This beautiful prospect alone reddened Mo Rigen's eyes and made him angry.