Dragging, Dragon City.

The atmosphere of extreme sorrow has gradually passed.

The people also made a wooden dummy head for Arabutan overnight......

Only the Khan Da Kedun was still immersed in boundless grief, unable to look at things, and was supported by others to live and recuperate.

Arabutan died, and his brothers and nephews, those Taiji, who had come to celebrate his birthday, gathered in Xicheng, so except for a few who were burned to the ground, most of the others were turned to ashes.

Of the children of Geldanze, except for Lama Darza, who has been burned to slag, only Olam Bayar has just reached adulthood.

The oldest of the other young children is only five or six years old, and some are even in swaddling clothes.

As a last resort, Dazai-san had no choice but to let Oran Bayar be the head of the royal city first.

The death of so many Taiji, the head of the tribe, is naturally a matter of great grief for their tribe and family.

But in fact, for the Dzungar Khanate, especially for the Longcheng Wangting Khanate, except for the unbearable pain of the death of the Great Khan of Alabutan, the death of other people may not be so bad.

The grassland peoples, the most precious, have never been those Taiji and Touren.

Ratherdsmen, women and children, and livestock and fertile pastures.

As long as there are these, Taiji and the head people will naturally have as many as they want.

However, after discussing with Dazai-san, or conspiring overnight, the Orambayar felt that the Dzungar Khanate might not need so many taiji and chiefs.

The tribal alliance is really a bit outdated, and it will also bury a lot of unstable roots.

And the set of the Great Qin people in the east is very good, centralized power!

In the past, Geldan Tseling had suggested to Alabutan several times that he should follow the example of the Qin people and take back all the rights to the royal court.

It's just that. Arabutan thought that this was against the traditions of his ancestors and was not good.

Moreover, wasn't Genghis Khan a tribal alliance system back then?

It's not that so many centralized countries have been defeated!

It can be seen that this set is not necessarily stronger than the ancestral system of the Mongols.

And for this set, all Taiji and the head people are extremely disgusted and disgusted.

The resistance is huge. There is nothing that can be done about Gerdanze.

But now, none of that resistance is there.

Therefore, Olam Bayar and Dazaisang decided to take the opportunity to take back the herdsmen and livestock of the Taiji and Touren families.

If anyone dares to resist, he is the suspect in the murder of the Great Khan, and the palace tent army will not be pardoned!

Now that those Taiji and the clan's warriors have gone to the front line, who can stop the 30,000 most powerful palace tent troops in the royal court?

In fact, Oran Bayar and Dazaisang can't help it, if they don't take advantage of the fact that Geldanze is out with zero troops. Hurry up and do something great that is worthy of his heart, and when he returns......

Geldanzer is not such a foolish person as Khan Da Kedun, he will definitely ask about Shenhuo and the "three".

Although these two events are still a mystery, the two of them are inevitably implicated.

After arranging everything all the time, Olan Bayar dragged his tired body back to his room.

Wuren Haqin and Ji Bu Chuhe, one carrying a copper basin of hot water to wash her feet, and the other carrying fragrant hot milk tea.

After taking a sip of milk tea. Looking down at Wuren Haqin, who was kneeling on the carpet and carefully washing her feet. A fierce color flashed in her eyes, but looking at her pitiful appearance, she remembered that the Wuren Haqin sisters grew up with her since childhood, and although they were called master and servant, they had always eaten and lived together. Like a sister, how does she do it......

With a long sigh, Oran Bayar said to Uren Haqin under Jibchuhe's worried gaze: "Remember, the 'three' have already been burned to death. Burned to ashes, understood? ”

Wuren Haqin raised his head, his little face was full of tears, and he looked at Oranbayar with aggrieved and frightened eyes.

Seeing this, Oran Bayar was angry and distressed in his heart, slammed the table, and said sharply: "Do you understand? ”

Wuren Haqin cried, and Ji Buchuhe hurriedly knelt beside her and said to Oran Bayar: "Princess, sister, she understands, remember, I have told her many times just now, she remembers." ”

Hearing this, Oran Bayar exhaled helplessly, waved his hand, and said, "Just remember, you two go down first, I want to be alone." ”

"But princess, you ......"

Ji Buchuhe looked at the tired Oran Bayar with some concern and hesitated.

"Go down."

Olambayar closed his eyes and said in an aggravated tone.

Ji Buchuhe didn't dare to say anything more when he heard this, pulled up Wuren Haqin, who was still sobbing, and left with a copper basin.

After there was no one in the room, Oran Bayar opened his eyes, and his originally sweet eyes were full of remorse and murderous energy!

Even if she covered her ears and stole the bell in her heart, how could she really deceive herself.

No matter how well the "three" were disguised, they were beaten by Lama Zadar and screamed in the middle of the night.

But how could he really deceive Olan Bayar?

"Three, I must catch you and kill you with my own hands! Kill you!! ”

……

What is Jia Huan doing at the moment?

He's crazy about being a "bangbang".

Although he had lost his voice before, he was not deaf in both ears.

Therefore, he clearly heard the words of the Tartar officer Aruhan.

Knowing that, the Allah Divine Fire is placed in the middle of the grain sack to avoid bumps and collisions.

Therefore, Jia Huan is now unloading the grain sack on the wooden plough, finding the Shenhuo jar, and then pouring all the fire oil in the jar on the sack......

However, he didn't take them all out, there were about four cans of divine fire on each climbing plow, and Jia Huan deliberately left one can......

It's a tedious process, and Jia Huan keeps repeating the same work.

One after the other, but then he suddenly realized that it was too inefficient.

He didn't need to take out the oil from every wooden plow, he only had to spread it on the sacks on each wooden plow.

As long as the fire burns, the divine fire will naturally bring surprises to people......

During this time, the patrol guard hurried back and forth twice with the hound. Without looking into anything, he hurried away again.

I guess I was in a hurry to go back to change shifts......

And Jia Huan took advantage of this time, his hands were almost to the extreme, and he kept disassembling the sack, finding the divine fire jar, and then sprinkling the fire oil.

Two campfires appeared to be lit in his eyes. Bright and somewhat intimidating.

A sack of sacks weighs about one or two hundred catties, but for Jia Huan, it is actually about the same as a bag of cotton.

One plane, then another.

One plane, then another......

It's just that the long wooden plough seems to have no end.

After sprinkling nearly 100 wooden plows in a row, it was time for the guards with hounds to patrol, and Jia Huan carefully dodged on top of the wooden plough and lay still on his stomach. He also wanted to wait for the patrol guards to pass before turning over some more.

However, the mutation occurred abruptly......

"Wang!"

"Woohoo!"

The patrol hound suddenly barked wildly in the direction of the wooden climbing plow, and the terrible barking of the dog pierced the quiet night in an instant.

The patrol guard strode after the hound, and at the entrance of the camp, some guards poked their heads to watch.

"Wow!"

"Woohoo!!"

Jia Huan's pupils contracted suddenly. The hounds actually ran towards where he was.

"Uzhige, have you found anything? Uzhig? ”

"Genga? Genga?! ”

The patrol guard shouted twice at the two watchtowers. None of them responded.

At this time, even a pig knows that something is wrong.

The guard at the head did not dare to delay any longer, took the bow from his back, took a different arrow from his waist, opened his bow and shot it into the sky.

"Whew!"

A long, mournful whistle. Reverberated throughout the large camp.

All of a sudden, the entire battalion was also mobilized, and the crowd was surging towards the school field.

Jia Huan exhaled deeply, and he looked back at at the wooden plough that was still at least two hundred or so, and a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes. But he didn't dare to hesitate anymore.

He took out the fire fold from his bosom, opened it and gently blew it......

"Bastard!"

A roar like thunder suddenly came from ahead, and it was getting closer and closer like lightning.

Jia Huan's mind was bored, and the whole person was stunned, but he took advantage of the fact that the last touch of the Lingtai was still there, bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and then threw the fire fold on the sack stained with fire oil, and at the same time, turned over and flew down, and the "Bitter Bamboo Body Method" unfolded at full speed, and the whole person flew away like a cloud of smoke.

"Boom!"

A wall of fire suddenly rose into the sky, stopping the living Buddha Zadar, who had already rushed to him.

His triangular eyes were full of fury and extremely murderous aura, looking at Jia Huan, who was drifting away, he turned his hand over, and a black nail glowing with a faint blue light appeared in his hand, and then used all his internal strength to shake his hand and hit it.

"Whew!"

Jia Huan frantically fled towards the fence of the camp, but he also heard a loud roar behind him.

Without even thinking about it, a step that had been taken forward went out, and the whole person fell with his head up.

"Whew!"

A black shadow glowing with blue light would fly past his eyes, close to his face.

Jia Huan even smelled a disgusting stench.

After the black shadow flew, Jia Huan didn't dare to hesitate, and got up again to grab the road and run wildly.

"Fight the fire!"

"Fight the fire!!"

"Fight the fire!"

Countless soldiers rushed to the wooden ploughs with buckets of water or snow in their arms, shouting loudly.

Seeing this, the Living Buddha Zadar roared angrily: "Stand back! Stand back all! Hurry back! ”

Everyone looked at him puzzled, stunned for a while, at a loss.

If there's a fire, shouldn't you put it out quickly?

Zadar couldn't care about them, he tapped his toes on the ground, and his whole body turned into a black shadow, flashing back quickly.

"Boom!"

A wooden plough suddenly exploded, and countless grain particles turned into sparks in the sky at this moment, flying in all directions.

Beautiful, yet deadly.

Screams rang out, and lives were lost.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom!"

……

(To be continued.) )