"Haha, that's a good point, Ben Khan can finally get rid of the traitor Muzat, dominate the grassland, and fulfill the last wish of his father Khan!"

Under the lights, the hearty laughter lasted for a long time, and Almond Hara's fat face was full of uncontrollable surprise, as if the time to ascend to the throne was just around the corner. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Under the flickering lamp, Shun Buling's increasingly old face was expressionless, but a trace of fine light flashed in his eyes that should have been cloudy, and disappeared in an instant, all he had to do was ignite the fantasy that almonds craved the most, and he didn't need to do the rest.

If the thoughts suppressed in the heart are aroused, they will be like a shadow snake dancing wildly, unbridled and restless.

Just like the state of mind of almonds at this moment, it is also like the leader of the Naxi and Karaqin tribes.

For the sake of the throne, almonds have endured for many years, and even pretended to be stupid, and have not been valued by others, so it was not until Nuhar became ill that he dominated the party.

But anyone who can achieve great things is unbearable for ordinary people, and even Shunbuling has to admit that almonds have qualifications in this regard. It's just a pity that he endured it for too long and accumulated too much in his heart, so it was easy for others to ignite it, which led to an unimaginable outburst.

Therefore, the plan to attack Muzat can be said to be just right, and it hits the key point of almonds.

As for the leaders of the Naxi and Karaqin tribes, they followed the almonds just to learn from the dragon's skills, although the badam is weak, but they can't keep what variables they have in the future.

Naturally, these two tribes are also gambling.

How can they not be tempted by the opportunity to be close to the bet they have always dreamed of?

Everyone in the sweat tent was full of joy, and they were thinking about it, but Shunbuling, who was the first to put forward the plan, was silent, and continued to pretend to be asleep and bow his head and say nothing.

"King Khan, without further ado, Naxi is willing to go to the soup for King Khan."

The voice of the leader of Naxi was opened, and the rest of the people did not express their attitude for the backwardness, which made Shunbuling a little stunned, as if he saw the scene of the royal court that day when they rushed to be loyal to Nuhar and went south.

Suddenly, I only felt a throbbing pain in my heart, and the whole person lost a little bit of energy, and my body completely shrank into the wide beard.

Narrow eyes crossed the boiling crowd, almonds stared at Shunbuling, "You mean the Bart clan will pretend to be my subordinate to lead out the army of Muzat?" ”

Hearing this, Shun Buling slowly raised his head, the wrinkles on his forehead were a little deeper, and the deep ravines seemed to be about to be connected to the skull.

This time, I really want to bet on the entire ** family.

Sighing secretly, Shun Buling said in a deep voice under the many burning eyes, "Yes, my ** clan will create the illusion of King Khan's large-scale attack, attracting the army of Muzat, and when the time comes, King Khan's army will be able to kill him by surprise when the ambush is around." ”

"But aren't all of your ** clan taking refuge in Muzat, and where are the men and horses coming from to lure the enemy?"

It is best for someone to be a bait willingly, but the stakes are so high that there is no need to ask a few more words, so that it can show a little caution, and the leader of the Naxi tribe is such a person.

As soon as these words came out, Shunbuling did not speak, but Almond laughed loudly, "This, you don't know, yesterday Ben Khan had already let people run to the camp of the ** clan, of course, it was just an act to show Muzat, and soon there were injured soldiers to send back, these are the warriors used to lure Muzat." Do not doubt that the loyalty to Ben Khan is no less than yours, and if Ben Khan's guess is correct, it is very likely that the clan will become the vanguard of Muzat's attack, and if this is the case, then everyone should show some mercy to their subordinates, so as not to hurt their own brothers. ”

As soon as Almond's words came out, the rest of the people were busy responding, but the wrinkles on Shunbuling's forehead did not disappear at all, which of the people present was not a scheming and ruthless person, everyone had their own calculations in their hearts, so Shunbuling could imagine that if they really fought each other, these tribes would definitely not show mercy.

There is no blood, a road to power.

In the sweat tent, they became jubilant again, as if nothing could stop them from seizing the position of king of the steppe and dividing up the entire prairie.

And who cares about Shunbuling, who is a victim?

This night, the almonds' sweat tent was brightly lit, until dawn, and the people in the sweat tent were not sleepy at all, and their faces were red and their ears were red, so that almonds had to repeatedly tell them to put away their expressions, so as not to leak the rumors.

After all the people were pushed out, the almond who was alone in the sweat tent rubbed his red and swollen eyes, and his fat face was radiant, and he laughed out loud with joy, perhaps because he was afraid that people would hear it, and he was busy stopping the laughter, which made his fat face a red piece.

On the other side of Dawn, Muzat looked at the fading lights and thought for a long time, "Is your news accurate?" ”

On the other side, a middle-aged man in a black armor cloak nodded, "My subordinates can see it very true, most of the Balt clan was killed and injured after the sneak attack, and the spies also sent a reply saying that the Badamuna rebels seem to be gathering in the area of Giethoorn Mountain, I am afraid that there is a plan." ”

Fiddling with the more and more warm jade cong in his hand, Mu Zat's face changed from the gentle color of the past, and a murderous cold light flashed in his eyes, "When Father Khan was alive, this traitor was plotting against him, if Ben Khan couldn't slash him, how could he be worthy of Father Khan's spirit in the sky." ”

After the words, Muzat glanced at the middle-aged man beside him, the latter showed a look of grief and anger, his fists clenched and his teeth gritted, "The subordinates never thought that the traitor would poison King Nuhar Khan. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Muzat's mouth rose slightly, the day by day was established by his father Khan Nuhar, and he followed him to fight in the north and south, and now he can pocket the day by day is nothing more than occupying an orthodox righteousness, and the rest is naturally to create an enemy of common hatred.

This enemy is almond, of course, but what about the man who poisoned the dying wood?

A hint of hideousness flashed between his eyebrows, and Mu Zat turned his head to a deep voice and said to the outside of the dome, "Send an order to the leaders of all departments, and immediately go to Ben Khan to discuss important matters." ”

The cronies guarding outside the vault hurried away when they heard the sound, and the black-armored man hesitated for a moment, "King Khan, Jinhuer is still in the camp, but do you want your subordinates to send someone to summon them?" ”

There was another cruel look in his long and narrow eyes, and Mu Zat waved his hand, "You don't need to be tired, when the time comes, Ben Khan will directly give him an order, and he is outside the royal court, and it will be easy to pull it out." ”

At night, the ink was splashed on everything, and the late wind blew the grass flying, standing on horseback, Jinhu'er stared into the distance without the slightest movement, and his bearded face tightened together.

Behind him, the black-pressed soldiers immediately waited.

After a long time, he galloped while the wind was blowing, and when he arrived in front of Jinhu'er, he turned over and dismounted, "My lord, Lord Kuyan has led his troops to the Khan Court of Almonds to meet the leader of Shunbuling according to the plan. ”

Hearing this, a touch of grief flashed in Jinhu'er's eyes, in this battle, I don't know how many sons will sleep under the grassland, but if they don't fight, the entire Balt clan will be slowly eaten away, and finally disappear on the grassland.

Perhaps, this is the only way to make him feel a little at ease.

"For the sake of **, God bless!"

Clenching the reins tightly with both hands, Jinhuer rushed out, and the ** sons behind him who had already known the plan roared angrily, turning into black water and disappearing into the night.