Khan!

Shahan of the Alans, the king of all the Alans, this position, two months ago, Turenzo could only look up, for a small tribal chief like him, Alan Khan is like the sky, a word can take away all his cattle and sheep, a word can also make his status subverted, life is better than death.

But only two months later, this ambition became a reality, and successively defeated the Paladowa, Turan, Shahar and other tribes, and with the support of the Min people, he had actually grasped the real power in the Alans tribe and became the de facto ruler, and the Min army also gave Tourenzo the last chance to get that position.

Anna drafted a document signed by more than 100 tribal chiefs, large and small, and sent to the Paston Khan's court, where Berusshah Khan Shah was located, demanding the deposition of the incumbent Alain Khan.

Alan, the Serbs, the tribes descended from the nomadic Wusun people who came out of Central Asia, and some were collected by Belus, a small number of Turkic Zahu, Sogdian nomadic tribes, these people constitute the four hands of Belus, and the Zhaowu nine surnames are largely not under the direct command of Belus, which can be regarded as an alliance and cooperation.

The Alans account for almost one-third of Belus's command, and with such an important force, it is estimated that Belus will have to carefully consider the demands of the new ruler within the Alans ethnic group, which means that the new Khan throne of Tu Feiyuan is still very promising.

Even if he was under the control of the Min people, being a puppet sweat still made Turenzo so excited that he couldn't be more excited, and in gratitude, he also had a strong desire to repay and express himself for the Min people.

In the city of Hengross, the screams of the cattle resounded like a tide on the earth-colored city walls of the Sogdians, and as many as tens of thousands of Aran wolf cavalry sounded like ant nests under the city, one by one with their pigtails full of hair fell everywhere, the leather holsters in their hands were thrown slowly, and with a whistle, hundreds of stones flew to the city wall like locusts.

Don't underestimate the stones, there were no archers in the Middle Ages in the Mediterranean, on the one hand, there was a lack of bullets, on the other hand, the role of slingers was enough to meet the needs of the war, and sharp stones were enough to cause enough damage to the rudimentary infantry who lacked armor and equipment.

This tactic is also common in the grassland, and under the smelting technology, the various Alan tribes are reluctant to waste arrows in siege warfare, so the rudimentary stone also comes in handy.

However, this tactic is really successful, anyone who sees the mountain-like stone paving coming towards him, that feeling is absolutely terrifying, people's instinct is to dodge, the countless stones that split the head and cover the face are smashed on the low city wall, and the Cao Guoren infantry guarding the city wall are beaten one by one and their heads are broken and bloody, and they hide from the city in a hurry.

After clearing a vacancy, among the Alans who had entered the ants, a group of tall and sturdy cavalry was killed in an orderly manner, and in the midst of the screaming and vomiting, the pegasus reached the city wall, and the rope sleeve that shook above his head was thrown to the city stomp with great precision.

Grabbing the ropes, hundreds of Alain's fierce warriors climbed up the city like apes, and the dense tribal warriors occupied a large section of the city wall in the blink of an eye, and fought extremely bloody and tragic hand-to-hand combat with the Sogdians who hurried to the city.

There is a lack of armor and armor, the battle of scimitars and long swords is the most ferocious, and it is also the most exciting, watching from a distance, but seeing the snow bright blade waving, a large strand of blood flowers splashed out in an arc, it is very good-looking, the desperate Sogdians in front were desperately chopped out of a huge wound by the scimitar, and fell to the ground limply, while the Sogdian defenders behind were fiercely stabbing out the short spears, and in the same huge wound, the viscous blood of the Alans also spurted out.

The contest was short and bloody, and the time of fighting was almost a stick of incense, and in the end, under the superior strength of the Sogdians, the Alan warriors left more than 100 corpses, and retreated in a hurry, but before they could breathe, the Cao people, who had suffered more heavy losses, ushered in a new round of bullet rain, and had to retreat to the city in embarrassment, exhausted.

Siege is a war of attrition, and by this method, the Alans have successfully consumed a large amount of flesh and blood and morale in Hengros City.

At the end of the camp, hundreds of cauldrons burst out of the cauldrons, countless pieces of meat churned in the pots, and after the camp, the nomadic slaves continued to drag more livestock down to slaughter, disembowel, cut into pieces, and throw them into the pot.

When thinking of nomads, the first thing people think of is to eat meat, but in fact, nomads can not eat meat every day, even if the average small nobles, there are only twenty or thirty sheep, one head eats for half a month, and a year is as poor as a wash without food, for livestock, nomads also have to save food.

However, in the past few days, Turenzo really can't keep up, the cattle and sheep belonging to Tatutan Tuvaz don't need money to slaughter desperately, and they are extremely generous with this feast to reward the soldiers, eat meat at once, and eat other tribal warriors who come to help the war are full of morale, and the siege is especially dead.

And the hand-to-hand warriors who had just retired from the battlefield immediately received heroic cheers as soon as they entered the camp, and Torenzo personally brought fine wine and beautiful slave girls to treat the soldiers, and the more valuable rewards were salt, tea, pepper, myrrh and other more cherished goods of the grassland, which even many tribal chiefs could not take, so that the rewarded nomadic soldiers were even more grateful to Dade and eager to go into the battlefield again.

However, just when Torenzo's face twitched and he sent batches of goods down like a fortune boy, and was in the middle of a lively fight with the sergeants, a handsome Sogdian maid hurriedly ran out of the Khan's tent with her skirt and whispered a few words in Torenzo's ear.

His face changed greatly, and Torenzo immediately arched his fist apologetically at the tribal warriors gathered around him, wiped the sweat on his head and hurriedly ran to the back of the tent.

Looking at Tourenzo's embarrassed figure, hundreds of Alans warriors from various tribes couldn't help but raise their heads and laugh, and some of them were boldly whistling behind Torenzo's back, screaming strangely to make Lord Torenzo pay attention to his body.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, not to mention that Anna loves to wander around when she has nothing to do, so it is gradually rumored in the tribe that the chief of Torenzo has received a beautiful but hot-tempered Greek beauty, and he tosses the great leader around every day.

Far from lowering Torenzo's prestige, he was afraid of his wife's name, but on the contrary, it added a lot of intimacy to him, making him like a man of flesh and blood.

After all, the Tutantoise people rose too fast, and there was too much mystery in Torenzo, if there were no more minor faults, it would make others hide far away in awe and not get close.

However, the Alans warriors who ate meat and joked about the big boss didn't know that the big leader, who he regarded as a god, not only did he not have the opportunity to kiss Fang Ze, but he didn't even have the right to stand in front of the beautiful woman.

The tent of the leader of the Alans was divided into two tiers, and as soon as he entered the inner floor, Tourenzo rolled on the ground like a ball, prostrated on the side of Anna's boots, and bowed respectfully to the ground.

"Princess, I don't know what to call the villain at this time?"

Putting down the parchment scroll in her hand, looking at Tu Feiyuan who was kneeling on the ground, Anna couldn't help frowning and sighing, and waved her hand weakly.

"Get up."

Le's fart was on the ground, and Torenzo flicked his goatee like a flower, flicked his sleeve and was about to say another word of sycophancy, not wanting Anna's next sentence to jump up as if he had burned his buttocks.

"Early tomorrow morning, we will withdraw the siege of Hengros City, and the whole clan will pull out the camp and move southwest?"

"Why?"

Even though he had always been respectful to the Min people, Turenzo couldn't help but scream and asked, and his fat head was wrinkled into an old goatskin in shock.

Not to mention the rewards he spent these days for the siege of the city, not to mention the casualties and losses of his tribes during the siege, his commitment to help the tribes alone made him want to stop the city of Hengros.

Break the city and wash the city for three days!

The only thing that can make the nomads move forward so bravely and not afraid of sacrifice is to plunder.

If the army is withdrawn at this time, it will be like a sudden power outage when Lol pushes the family to the big crystal, even Turenzo does not dare to guarantee that he will not be torn apart by the angry Alan soldiers.

Surprisingly, this time Anna didn't get angry, her eyes gestured to Xue Li, who was also frowning beside her, and immediately threw the parchment roll she had just finished reading in her hand to him.

After unfolding the parchment roll, Tourenzo's eyes immediately widened, and he even breathed a little faster......