In the midst of thousands of troops, in full view of everyone, his general was muttering to the enemy chieftain, Yelu Abaoji only felt that his lungs were about to explode, and cursed at Spartacus who did not listen, both Khitan and Chinese, but with little effect. Follow? Dream?. lā

Zhao Yun is so happy, this way of fighting is too shameful for him, it really doesn't fit his handsome painting style, and the quiver on his body is about to shoot out, unless he surrenders, I'm afraid there will only be one way to walk the dog, with the horse under his crotch and this fight for physical strength, well... It's even more humiliating to think about.

I saw that Qin Hao and Spartacus were more and more compatible, and the little eyes of Spartacus who were squeezed into a slit because of their fat continued to shine.

“*&%%￥**”

Spartacus's prestige among the slaves was not covered, I saw him shout out at a loud voice, and soon, thousands of people came out from behind Jeruabaoji. Fatso.

These fat men are similar to Spartacus, although they are all riding horses, but the riding skills are really a bit miserable, swaying from side to side, with all kinds of weapons in their hands, and all kinds of armor on their bodies are also all kinds of funny.

"Hey! What do you do? Do? Come back! Come back! You Western dog mongrels! ”

Qin Hao sneered: "Dear Mr. Yelu Abaoji, because your salary is too low, so Mr. Spartacus has decided to mix with me, thank you for your good food and drink during this period of time, so that their strength has increased a lot, and when they meet on the battlefield in the future, they will definitely behave well to be worthy of your meat." ”

"You~~ bastard!"

Yelu Abaoji was going crazy, and he couldn't help but drive the horse and wanted to rush forward, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the white-robed young general who was fighting against Yelu Abaoji, and the bow and arrow in his hand were ready to go.

"Wow, wow, @@¥#&&*#!"

This is the Khitan language spoken by Yelu Abaoji, pointing at Li Guangbi and scolding, Qin Hao has no rut, he doesn't understand it at all, but Li Guangbi is not to be outdone, and he scolded back with a grunt, just to see Yelu Abaoji was shaken by anger and was not uncomfortable, but it was quite relieved to see that the Tang soldiers on Qin Hao's side.

The patriarchs of the other seven tribes came over one after another to be peacemakers, anyway, they said something, and in the end, Yelu Abaoji could only withdraw unwillingly, and before leaving, he gritted his teeth and handed over the Khitan gold account.

"Hmph, don't be complacent, this golden tent will still be mine sooner or later, Tang Gou wait, today's humiliation, he will pay it back a hundred times in the day."

Qin Hao continued to taunt: "Okay, I hope you won't be angry in a month, come on, come on, see what this is." Saying that, Qin Hao actually commanded the army to get a pile of dry firewood out of nowhere.

"You... Don't you dare!! Why do you hold a burnt wood ceremony without an election? ”

"You didn't have an election, didn't you also be a big sweater for several months, it's okay, anyway, just for a month, let's run for a fair time after a month, or you say that you just lost the golden horde, there must be someone in this Han position, this is what you sent out yourself, the rest of the patriarchs of the seven tribes are watching, the golden tent is not what we robbed, slow you away."

The so-called burnt firewood ceremony is to make a pile of firewood to build a shelf and light a fire, and at the same time kneel down to the sky and pray for something, which is equivalent to the enthronement ceremony of the Khitan people, the Khitan ceremony, as long as there is a golden tent in your hand, and the burnt firewood ceremony is considered a legitimate Great Khan, and you will be the leader of the Khitan people from then on.

Originally, Yelu Abaoji could still exercise the power of the Khan before the election in a month, but the battle between Spartacus and Zhao Yun made him lose the golden horde, but this gamble was proposed by himself, so he could only swallow it in his stomach if he gritted his teeth.

Qin Hao turned his head and said to the remnant of the Yao Clan: "That... What's your name? Oops, it doesn't matter, go ahead, light the fire and you'll be the new Khan. ”

The remnant of the Yao Ran clan was very excited, and he couldn't imagine that in the case of his entire clan being wiped out, there would be a day when he would return to the Great Khan, although he was a puppet, but it didn't matter, the Yao Ran clan was also a puppet.

The Khitan election system is very interesting, the seven departments can elect a Yao Ran clan as a khan, and finally after the election to determine the candidates, which part of the Yao Ran clan was successfully elected as the leader of which part should be Yu Yue, each of which elections are naturally accompanied by a large number of political interest exchanges, although in recent years after the old eight departments were abolished, the Yelu family has gradually become stronger and more in control of real power, who is the khan Most of them have the final say, but at least we still have an election process that is not, What's the matter with you personally going into battle and abolishing the Yao Clan.

It is precisely because of this that even if the other seven departments know that Li Guangbi is the dogleg of the Tang Dynasty, they are still willing to accept their return, just to check and balance this Yelu Abaoji, only by restoring the electoral system will they have status, otherwise they will only be suppressed by the Yelu family for generations and cannot raise their heads.

Yelu Abaoji looked at the raging fire, only to feel that the flame was burning in his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that his body was not bad, a mouthful of old blood would spurt out, and the green tendons in his hands collapsed tightly, and he couldn't help but touch the scimitar on the horse.

"Big brother! Calm down. ”

It was his younger brother Yelu Haolu who spoke, Abaoji's right-hand man, "The Golden Horde is a bet to lose, without the Golden Horde, it is naturally not a Great Khan, they want to hold the Pan Chai Ceremony from the perspective of etiquette, if the remaining seven are approved, they will be the Great Khan in this month, at this time, it is tantamount to using my Yelu One to deal with the Southern Khitan and the other seven at the same time, it will bring about a catastrophe." ”

Taking a deep breath, Yelu Abaoji couldn't see the situation clearly, but he was confused by anger for a while. "I know, do the seven old fellows want benefits, go back and send people to ask them what they want one by one, I don't believe they are really willing to let the dog of the Tang people be this khan."

"Yes, for political matters, why don't you go back and ask Mr. Han's opinion."

"Han Yanhui? Hehe, I'm now sorry for bringing him, you say... Is he still credible? ”

"This... Haven't you always trusted Mr. Han? ”

"That was before, the Central Plains was in turmoil, and Zhu Wen'er was rampant, but although the Tang Dynasty is now disturbed by An Lushan Shi Siming, but the national strength of the Tang Dynasty has not been lost, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no other thoughts, it is better to be careful with him in the future, once there is any abnormal movement, it will not matter if there is any change."

Not far away, Qin Hao looked at the Spartacus who had just dug up and felt more and more beautiful in his heart, but he was also thinking about the same question, Yelu Abaoji brought 50,000 leather room troops, but he didn't know, did Han Yanhui bring it? Let's talk to him when I get a chance.