On a high platform.

Fu Shilong forcibly endured the smug look on his face, and said, "The three ghost masters of Liu, Hao, and Yang have already thought it through?" ”

"Think it through."

"Okay, then ask the three ghost masters to announce who should be the barbarian king."

"We choose...... Lv Chunyang. ”

"Where...... The old man is really ashamed......" Shi Shilong's face changed suddenly, and he said, "Huh? Who did you just say? ”

Liu Guangyi's face was as usual, and he said, "Old man, you heard it right just now, the three of us chose Lu Chunyang!" Other words...... Now Lu Chunyang has 300 votes! ”

"You...... You guys? ”

Fu Shilong's eyes were dark, so he fainted, and said in a trembling voice: "For...... Why? ”

Liu Guangyi smiled slightly and said, "What's so difficult to understand about this?" Didn't the three of us just get a lot of money from the Han Chinese? ”

"Because of that...... You can't ......."

Liu Guangyi interrupted impatiently: "It is precisely because of this that the barbarians can't completely turn their faces with Datang. It really annoyed the Tang people, and they no longer do business with us barbarians. How do we spend such a large amount of money? ”

Yang Wenjiang also interjected: "Besides, the three major tribes join forces, and if we small and medium-sized tribes don't unite again, will there be a way to live?" Therefore, the three of us have always believed that this barbarian king is ...... It should still be Lu Chunyang who sits. ”

"Then you're not afraid that Lu Chunyang will sell you to the Tang people?"

"That's a new thing." Yang Wenjiang said nonchalantly: "Lu Chunyang was originally the master of the Eight Immortals Sect, and his subordinates had no soldiers and no bravery. He just wants to sell us, and he doesn't have that strength! ”

The master dragon laughed angrily and said, "Good, good, good, the three ghost masters are really knowledgeable. The old man is here to wish Liu, Hao, and Yang more and more prosperous under the leadership of the three. ”

Liu Guangyi said with a smile: "Thank you, old man, Jiyan!" ”

……

Next, there will be no suspense in this battle between barbarian kings.

The effort is not big, Lu Chunyang's votes have exceeded 850 votes, and the next statistics are meaningless.

Cui Geng walked up to the high platform and said loudly: "Now, I am the barbarian king, I don't know if everyone agrees or not?" ”

"See the Barbarian King!" All the small tribes, including the ghost masters of Liu, Hao, and Yang, all fell to their knees.

The three tribes and their hardcore looked at each other, as if they didn't know what to do.

In the end, Meng Zechang snorted and said, "I don't have anything to say, I'm willing to gamble and lose." Mengbu Meng Zechang, see the barbarian king! ”

His worship had a ripple effect.

Suddenly, the three major tribes and their subordinate tribes bowed down in unison and said, "See the Barbarian King!" ”

"See the Barbarian King!"

"See the Barbarian King!"

"See the Barbarian King!"

……

People shouted in unison, the more they shouted, the louder they shouted, and gradually the sound shook the sky!

For thousands of years, the first barbarian king was produced in this land, and in the hearts of all people, there was a wonderful sense of belonging.

Seeing this situation, the ministers of Tubo and Nanzhao looked gloomy and slowly retreated with their subordinates.

Cui Geng enjoyed this feeling of being lonely at first, but later he felt a pang in his heart, and he didn't know whether his actions today were right or wrong.

When people's voices became lower, he quickly changed the topic and said: "Today is a barbarian king, everyone should drink for three days to celebrate." Meng Ghost Lord! ”

Meng Zechang said respectfully: "Yes!" ”

"This king paid 10,000 yuan, is it enough for everyone to spend these three days?"

"Since King He Man ascended the throne, how can there be any reason for you to pay for yourself? The cost of these three days is covered by my Mengbu. ”

"In this way, thank you to Ghost Master Meng."

Immediately, Meng Bu took out delicious wine and food to entertain the barbarians. Everyone was in this open space, spreading reed mats and drinking heartily, singing and dancing.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Cui Geng was in a trance, feeling a little unreal.

Today's events are too smooth, right?

Liu, Hao, and Yang are good at saying that they have always been good at balancing. In historical records, these three have been circling between Tubo, Nanzhao and the Tang Dynasty, taking benefits from the three parties. It was not until the end of the Tang Dynasty that he was completely wiped out by Wang Jianyi, the king of Shu.

Now they judge the situation and choose to join forces with many small and medium-sized tribes, which is very reasonable.

But these three major tribes, are they admitting defeat too simply?

There are also Tubo and Nanzhao people, why did they retreat so cleanly?

Will...... Is there fraud in it?

Just as Cui Geng was thinking about it, suddenly

Knock knock~~

With the sound of heavy footsteps, a large number of Meng warriors, fully armed, rushed over from afar.

The effort is not large, and the entire scene has been surrounded.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

When the barbarians realized that it was not good, they rose up to defend themselves against the enemy. But by this time it was already late, "poof" and "poof", many people who had been sitting for a long time stood up and fell to the ground. Even the person who was standing and walking just now felt that the strength in his body was gone. These people originally thought that they had drunk too much because of their weakness, but now they understand that there is a problem with the wine of the Meng people!

"Oops, I don't have any strength in my legs."

"Rub! This Meng is poisoned! ”

"I'm afraid it's a conspiracy of the three major tribes!"

"What do they want to do? Do you want to kill all of our more than 100 ghost masters? ”

"No, there are a lot of people from the three major tribes here, could it be that they poison themselves?"

……

A lot of frightened and angry voices rang out.

Although there is a problem with this wine, the toxicity is not violent, and Cui Geng does not drink much wine, so it is not affected much now.

He stood up and said in a deep voice, "Who the hell is making trouble?" What exactly do you want to do? ”

"What? Of course, you have to wait for your life! ”

With a loud shout, the ghost masters of the three major tribes, as well as the prime ministers of Tubo and Nanzhao, walked out of the crowd.

Shi Long sneered, "How is it? Lu Chunyang, you didn't expect that, right? This has just become a barbarian king, and he is about to be in a different place. ”

Cui Geng's face was dead, and he said, "This is all within your plan?" ”

"Yes! Originally, we also wanted to elect the barbarian king first, and then slowly plan for each department. But no, you toast and don't eat and drink! Now we can't say it, we can only kill the killer! ”

Meng Ze often answered: "In order to confuse you and others, most of us in the Meng clan also drink with you. There are only about 1,000 people who are awake now, but that's enough. Wait until we kill all the ghost masters of each tribe, and then forcibly swallow the people of each tribe! ”

"You dare?"

"Why don't you dare? If you don't have a ghost master, you'll definitely be in chaos for a while. With the help of Tubo and Nanzhao, we have made great efforts, how can the various ministries stop it? ”

Then, he said impatiently: "Why am I talking so much nonsense with you as a dead man? Come! Send them on their way! ”

"Yes."

All the Meng soldiers agreed, and they rushed up together, and they would end up with the lives of all the ghost masters.

Even with Cui Geng's cleverness, now he feels that his donkey skills are poor, he closes his eyes and secretly screams that it's over! I can't imagine that I, Cui Erlang, would be extremely aggrieved and buried here!

Sou!

But at this critical moment, suddenly there was a sound of dysprosium in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, someone said loudly: "Lu Chunyang is mine, I see who dares to kill him!" ”

Yes?

The people followed the prestige, but they saw that countless warriors were pouring in this direction like a tide.

"Meet the enemy! Be prepared to meet the enemy! ”

Meng Zechang couldn't care about Cui Geng and the others, so he hurriedly ordered all the Meng soldiers to retreat and set up a position.

At this time, those strange soldiers had also rushed to the front, surrounding the whole audience again.

Roughly calculated, these strange soldiers are about 3,000 people, all of them are elite people, and with the 1,000 or so people of the Meng people, they are definitely not opponents.

Damn, this is definitely a praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind!

Meng Zechang took a deep breath and said, "Can you let Meng someone be a ghost, who are you?" ”

Zhang Jianyi, the prime minister of the Southern Zhao Kingdom, said again and again: "I am Zhang Jianyi, the prime minister of the Southern Zhao Kingdom, don't be impulsive, don't kill a good person by mistake because of impulsiveness." ”

"Good guys? It's still possible that others are good people, but you, Zhang Jianyi, are definitely heinous! If I don't kill you today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in someone's heart! ”

With a hateful rebuke, two people flashed out of the crowd.