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"Commander Qi Chen, according to the news from the spies who infiltrated northern Hebei, it seems that a natural disaster has occurred outside the Saiwai and many people have died, and many Hulan nobles are now hiding in northern Hebei for refuge......"

On the Milu Plain, in the newly built barracks, Chen Qing, who temporarily took over the front-line military affairs, stood in front of the high review platform and watched without saying a word as the nearly 10,000 soldiers in the field continued to practice the formation.

Beside him stood a burly man, respectfully conveying to him the situation of the northern Hunu.

After listening to his words, Chen Qing said: "Tell Tanma, let them continue to investigate, this commander must know the specific information of Shuoyang and Saiwai." ”

"Obey the order, subordinates retire!"

After the man gave a military salute, he turned around and walked out of the school reading platform to the outside of the camp.

"Acts of God?"

Chen Qing frowned, looking at the roar of a war horse neighing in the distance, and fell into deep thought.

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"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"I'm so uncomfortable......"

On the Hulan grassland outside the Saiwai, in an unknown tribe, all you can see is a bleak and miserable scene.

Above the tribal clearing, lying all over the place, there were people who were constantly wailing. Among them were old men, children, women, and the strength of the tribe!

But seeing that they were all depressed now, their bodies and faces were covered with a chilling thick bag, there were violent coughs everywhere, and there was an indescribable strange smell in the air.

In the clearing outside the tribe, hundreds of dead, hideous corpses lay side by side. As the weather became hotter, their bodies also decomposed and stenched, but now no one came to bury them, because ......

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem, ahem! ”

In the big tent of the tribe, the patriarch, who was the leader of the tribe, also had blue circles under his eyes at this time, the essence in his eyes had long since disappeared, and his eyes were deeply sunk into it.

In the prime of life, he now looks like an old man in his twilight, thin and skinny, constantly covering his mouth and coughing, as if he wants to cough out his lungs.

And the warriors of the tribe seated under his tent were almost identical, all looking haggard and starless, as if they were waiting for death and had no vitality to speak of.

"Warriors, what is the situation in the clan? Is there any cure to be found......"

After coughing for a while, the patriarch felt a little more comfortable, and then slowly asked about the current situation in the clan.

However, there was no reply to his words, and several warriors on the carpet looked sluggish, ignoring the patriarch's words......

"Itchy, itchy, it's so uncomfortable!"

Suddenly, a bearded man on the felt carpet shouted with pain on his face, desperately took off his clothes, and scratched his itchy skin with his hands.

But seeing that his already skinny body was covered with dense blood bumps, and when he reached out and grabbed it, a piece of pus and blood flowed, and soon his whole body was wrapped in a wet and greasy stench, and the hairs stood on end.

Seeing this, several other Hu people also suddenly felt unbearable itching on their bodies, and soon they also learned the appearance of the Hu people, stripped off the clothes on their bodies, and kept scratching the sores on their bodies, and soon the big tent was shrouded in this bloody and disgusting atmosphere.

"God is going to kill me, cough cough, poof......"

When the patriarch saw this scene, he coughed violently again, and suddenly coughed up a pool of black blood, and at the same time, there were traces of blood in his eyes and ears.

"Ah......h

A strange cry sounded in the tent, and I saw a Hu man tearing off the outer skin of his chest while grabbing his skin, but looking at his expression, he seemed to enjoy it very much.

"Grandma, grandma, have you come to see me? My son misses you so much, grandma......"

The other Hu man shouted at the empty tent curtain, and fell to his knees and bowed down, his face covered with black blood and tears, and his expression was extremely excited, obviously in a hallucination......

"Poof!"

The sound of iron unsheathed echoed in the tent, and a naked bearded man drew his knife and cut the itchy and festering sores on his body with a hideous face......

The patriarch looked weakly at what was happening in the tent, but there was nothing he could do to stop it, because he didn't even have the strength to get up at this time......

What happened to this nameless tribe was just a microcosm of the entire Hulan grassland, and now compared to a month ago, it was like a floating hell, and the smell of death was everywhere.

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"Your Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, now that you have controlled the entire Hulan Royal Court, and no one in the entire Hulan Grassland is competing with you anymore, the new Khan is none other than you!"

In the golden tent of the Hulan royal court, Wang Han, the fourth son of Dong Li, looked at the corpse nailed to the stake outside the tent, but his face was gloomy when he listened to Dai Duo's congratulatory message beside him, and he couldn't be happy.

"It's a pity that my thirteenth brother Dale took some of his clansmen to take refuge in the He Dan family in northern Hebei, what a miscalculation, and it is always a threat to stay."

Dai Duo's heart chilled when he heard this, this Wang Han was really ruthless, and he did not hesitate to kill all his brothers and family members for the sake of power, and even the nineteenth son who was only three years old did not let go.

"Commander Dai, why don't you go to Jizhou for me, tell He Danluo them, and let them bring Dale back to the royal court."

Dai Duo said: "Your Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, it is not the opportunity to go to Jizhou to find He Danluo to ask the Thirteenth Prince to return to the royal court, not to mention that there are continuous natural disasters in various parts of the grassland now, and I am still waiting for His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince to ascend the throne to pray for them, hoping to calm this terrible disaster as soon as possible." ”

"Prayer?" Wang Han couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "Praying for blessings is really useful, those shamans and wizards will not be infected with the epidemic and go crazy to death, do you really think Your Highness will believe this kind of deceptive words?" ”

Dai Duo smashed his mouth and said: "Your Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, having said that, but now the grassland tribe urgently needs you to stabilize the situation, otherwise I am afraid that someone will take advantage of this natural disaster to make a big fuss and be unfavorable to the situation in the royal court......"

Wang Han sighed: "I don't know this, but the Khan's golden scepter is now in the hands of Liu Ce'er, if he ascends to the Khan throne at this time, I'm afraid everyone will be dissatisfied!" ”

When Dai Duo heard Wang Han say this, he immediately didn't know how to answer. More than a month ago, a flash flood by the Tianhe River caused the loss of half of the Wang Tingwei's troops, and the important thing is that the golden scepter, which represents the symbol of power, was taken away by Liu Ce, which has led to a very passive situation at present.

The people of the steppe are only loyal to those who have the golden scepter, and if Wang Han ascends to the throne at this time but does not have the golden scepter, just think about it, you can know how many disobedient noble tribes will take the opportunity to attack.

Seeing that Dai Duo didn't speak, Wang Han sighed and said: "It would be good if Mr. Jiang was here, he would definitely be able to give me advice and solve the current problem, alas, I don't know where he is now, is he also buried by the Tianhe?" ”

Dai Duo heard this, thought for a while, and suddenly said to Wang Han: "Your Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, why don't we make another fake golden scepter?" ”

Wang Han smiled and said, "Are you stupid to be the leader of those tribes?" Will you not recognize the real scepter? ”

Dai Duo said: "This is natural, but the top priority is to deceive those ignorant clansmen first, and the throne of the royal court really can't be delayed any longer......"

After Wang Han heard this, he glanced at Dai Duo, and then paced back and forth in the tent with a gloomy face......

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