Chapter 384: The New Master (Page 1/1)

Mo Jiehan looked down at the tip of the knife that came out of his chest. He tried to look back at the person behind him, but the steel knife stuck in his body didn't give him any room to move.

The only person who could draw a knife from that position was the captain of his personal guard. The man's name was Zarma, and he was one of the most loyal warriors in the entire tribe. Over the years, Mo Jie Khan has watched him grow from a weak boy to a warrior in a thousand, but he did not expect that he would one day die under his sword.

The world is unpredictable.

As the leader of the Beihu people, Mo Jie Khan has experienced a lot of bloody storms and heard of all kinds of killings on the grassland. He was not afraid of death, but it was too humiliating for him, the Great Khan.

Tuolichi, who was standing in front of him, smiled and didn't speak, but Zarma's voice came from behind him: "Great Khan, you have been busy for Beihu all your life, and it is time to rest." Why don't you go to the god Erla with peace of mind, the steppe will soon have a new owner, and your shepherds will have a better life.

You were the king here, the eagle in the sky, and the supreme man in my heart. You may not know it, but I worked hard to fight with my people so that I could enter this king's tent and become the envy of everyone. On the day I was selected as a personal guard, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep all night...... Oh, that's in the past.

What now?

You are old, you have no flesh, and you have no enterprising spirit. Our shepherds began to be pampered, and they lived on the alms of the southerners on the field all day long, and no one thought of waving their masters south to occupy the rivers and mountains, let alone reproducing the glory of their ancestors. Look at the royal court, everyone is gloomy, and many nobles are so lazy that they are not as good as a dog!

Today's event is not that Zarma does not remember your kindness. Great Khan, I have figured it out, only by changing someone to sit on the throne of the Khan can the royal court departments regain their strength.

Hey, if you hadn't groveled to the Southerners, Zarma would never have made such a decision. I don't want to ask anyone for credit, I just want thousands of Beihu people not to forget who they are......"

Emotions of excitement and fear mingled on Zarma's face, and the thick black face even showed a sickly red. This is nothing, whoever does such a major event that may affect the pattern of the world will be so agitated that he can't help himself, not to mention that he personally killed the king of the grassland who has been with him for many years.

Who knows, it was this moment's carelessness that buried him.

Mo Jie Khan suddenly moved. To his astonishment, he endured the severe pain of the steel knife and poked the knife in his hand straight into his abdomen!

Zarma was still basking in the joy of success.

He was already standing behind Mo Jie Khan, and when he spoke, he looked at the top of the tent with a lot of nostalgia, so he didn't see the movement of the Great Khan's hands. At that moment, Zarma thought that the old man who had been holding on to himself for a long time was finally in pain and couldn't hold it anymore.

The next moment, Mo Jie Khan really fell towards him.

Zarma heard the exclamation of the tent man. At that moment, the warrior's instinct told him that danger was coming, and he subconsciously retreated a little.

However, it was still too late.

The blade that peeked out from Mo Jie Khan's back stabbed him in the abdomen with ease. Although the knife that broke through the abdomen did not go too deep, and the person would not be able to die for a while and a half, but in terms of Beihu's medical conditions, he was also a dead end.

For hundreds of years, only a few Xiaoqiang on the grassland who survived such a knife wound were Xiao Jing. Obviously, miracles don't take care of everyone.

Mo Jiehan, who fell to the ground, gasped for breath and made a loud "ho-ho" sound, as if he was struggling to breathe in when he was dying, and as if he was laughing out loud. After a while, his body twitched violently a few times, and the whole person was silent.

Zarma was completely out of her madness, and could only hold her stomach and beg for help on the ground.

The miserable cry was answered: Torichi soon came over, but he did not look concerned, and the smile on his face was a fierce grin.

"This man actually assassinated the Great Khan in broad daylight, which is really a heinous crime!" Tolichi pulled out his saber and said loudly: "As a personal guard, why don't you quickly cut it with a thousand knives? ”

A few guards who were at a loss reacted at a moment's notice. Without hesitation, they roared and raised their knives and pounced on Zarma.

After a few terrible screams, the king's tent fell silent again.

Satisfied, he put his knife in the sheath and walked out, ignoring the few people who were still in the tent.

The sun is so nice outside.

A dozen paces away there was a red patch on the ground, and he knew it was blood. Those who were truly loyal to Mo Jie Khan were all killed, and some of the remaining ones were bought, while others were the ones who waited left and right, refusing to bet easily.

It doesn't matter either. Mo Jie Khan is dead, and the tribes here have been leaderless since then; Even if someone tried to resist to the end, under the entanglement of interests and dominance, no finger could be an opponent in the garage where the hand was clenched into a fist.

Of course, he doesn't mind taking care of some more stubborn people.

Trerichi wanted to laugh out loud.

From today onwards, there is a new master on the grassland, even if the alliance has not yet begun!

Ruidu.

Xiao Jing, who was sitting in the editorial office, threw the letter in his hand aside, leaned back in the chair and rubbed his eyes, but forgot that he still had ink on his hands.

The newspaper that was issued in the morning talked about Gaoluan County, but that little bit of space was just to whet people's appetite and lay the foundation for the next series of reports.

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, a mysterious person sent a letter to the children in the town. The letter was two pages long, but the envelope was very thick, because it contained a stack of silver tickets.

The other party's meaning is obvious, that is, he wants the mirror newspaper to let Master Fang go. The words in the letter were polite, but there were hints of threat in some places.

"What do you want to do?"

Xia Hanxue entered the house with a basin of hot water. She pressed Xiao Jing's hand into the basin in disgust, and then picked up a handkerchief to gently wipe her husband's cat-like cheeks, with a smile on her pretty face.

"What else can I do? Of course, it is to rise to the challenge. Xiao Jing said with a smile: "Over the years, I have received not a hundred but dozens of plea letters, which one did you pay attention to in the end?" We can't ask for this bloody silver, let's see if we can find someone to send the money, and if we can't find it, we will donate it in two days. Hey, I don't know who they think of your husband. How can money shake my mind, if there is a beautiful woman like you, Madame, there may be some hope for a beauty...... Oops! ”

The little couple was frolicking, and the monkey suddenly pushed the door and broke in, and said loudly: "Childe, the villain has something to say!" ”

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