North of the Chu Dynasty, Lati Grassland. Easy to read on your phone: α. Organize it

The cold wind is cold, and countless fires rush to the sky, shining the night of the grassland as bright as day.

Escorted by more than a dozen stout Di people, Bal Khan was strolling through the camp of the Fox Deer tribe.

Around him, the frenzied fighting of the soldiers, the desperate cries of women and children, and the helpless roars of the enemy resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Bal Khan was not the leader of the Fox Deer tribe, he was the king of the Nandi tribe, the biggest opponent of the Fox Deer tribe in the past twenty years.

On the other hand, in the previous ten years, the Fox Deer tribe was also the biggest opponent of the Nandi tribe.

The Hulu tribe occupies the richest grassland north of the Chu Dynasty, and there are countless cattle and sheep on the grassland, with the largest population and warriors, and they have a good relationship with the Chu Dynasty, and the life is also the richest in the cattle and sheep trade.

As for the Nandi tribe, their grassland is not as rich as the fox deer tribe, there are not as many cattle and sheep as the fox deer tribe, and the population and warriors are only half of the fox deer tribe.

However, the Nandi tribe had the toughest and bravest warriors of the steppe, and more importantly, they had the Great Khan of Bal. The most brave and wise hero in the history of Nadi, and the most terrifying devil in the grasslands for hundreds of years!!

Now, the Fox Deer Tribe is no longer the biggest opponent of the Nandi Tribe. Because not long ago, Bale rushed into the royal tent of the Fox Deer tribe with 30,000 cavalry, killed all the nobles of the Fox Deer Tribe, and completely defeated this tribe that dominated the grassland for nearly a hundred years.

From now on, the population, cattle and sheep, and grasslands of the Hulu tribe will all belong to the Nandi tribe!!

This is the first tribe to wipe out by itself?

Balak asked himself, but found that he couldn't count it.

He only knew that all the slightly larger tribes in the Wanli Grassland had either been wiped out by him or had already attached themselves to him.

Now, he is not only the king of the Nandi tribe, but also the king of the entire northern steppe!!

Especially after he completely defeated the fox deer tribe, on the grassland, he has no more opponents!!

At this moment, his sons were wantonly burning and looting in the fox deer tribe, but Bale had no intention of stopping them, just with a hint of playful appreciation, quietly watching the chaos and noise in front of him, and listening to the screams of the enemy and the excited howls of the sons.

The war with the Fox Deer tribe lasted for three years, and the sons and daughters also fought for three years, so it was time for them to relax.

What's more, the fox deer tribe has been powerful on the grassland for nearly a hundred years, and this is their retribution.

Looking at the several guards who dutifully protected him around, their eyes were full of envy when they looked at the soldiers around him who were constantly burning.

It is customary in the steppe that after a war is won, the horses, cattle, sheep, and women plundered by the warriors from their opponents belong to the warriors except for two-thirds that need to be handed over to the tribe generals.

Seeing a two-foot-high wide stone not far away, Balak smiled slightly, walked over, and sat down on top of the broad stone.

"Matouqin."

Bale said to the guards beside him.

One of the guards hurriedly handed Balek a stringed instrument carved with a horse's head above the stem.

"Leave me alone. Go and take your own possessions. ”

Bale looked at the envious eyes of the guards around him, suddenly smiled, and said.

"But, the Great Khan ......"

"Do you think I'm going to be a sheep that can't even protect myself?"

Balak glared at the guards.

Finally, a group of guards excitedly joined all the warriors of the Nandi tribe in the burning and looting operation.

Bale, on the other hand, sat alone on the broad stone, and slowly played the horse-head fiddle in his hand with an elegant movement that was extremely incommensurate with his large and tall body.

The title of the song is "Hunting"!!

The voice is melodious and tactful, but it has a strong sense of slaughter, in the screams and roars of the sky, this tune is surprisingly harmonious. And in the midst of countless fights, Bale, who was quietly playing the huqin, couldn't help but feel chills. Whether it was the Nandi warriors who were fighting and looting wantonly, or the fox deer people who fled for their lives, they all dared not get close to the three zhang of Bale.

Exterminating the Fox Deer Tribe was the goal that Bale had been fighting for nearly two decades.

This goal was finally achieved on this night, but after a short period of excitement, Baler was more at a loss.

He was used to war, and he enjoyed the sense of conquest after the war, but above the steppe, he had no opponents.

I don't know how long Baleth had been playing, but two richly dressed children, who seemed to be attracted to the tune, seemed to feel that Balak had no enemies around them, but ran towards Balak in a panic.

Judging by the clothes of these two children, their parents should be the nobles of the fox deer tribe.

The two children, when they came to Baal's surroundings, raised their scimitars, which did not match their size, and looked at Bale with a wary expression.

Originally, they thought that there were no terrible Nandi warriors in Bale here, and that they should be relatively safe.

But when they came to Bale, they found that they seemed to be next to a terrifying beast of the wilderness, which was pretending to sleep, but could wake up at any moment!!

A cruel smile flashed across a Nandi warrior who saw the two children approaching Balak, and he hurried towards the two children with his sword raised.

"Run."

A younger child, however, reacted more alertly, shouted and pulled the older child to run away.

At this moment, the tune stopped.

"Stop."

Bale's voice rang out.

It's plain, but it's full of majesty.

As if stared at by a fierce beast, the two children's bodies trembled, and they both stopped involuntarily.

Bale waved his hand, and the Nandi warrior who had arrived bowed to Balak, and then turned back again and continued to burn.

"Come here."

Balak said to the two children.

The two children had the intention of running away, but in the face of Balak, they did not dare to disobey for some reason, and they all came to Balak tremblingly.

"What is your relationship with the Mokai?"

Bale asked.

Mohui, the Great Khan of the Fox Deer Tribe, had just been beheaded by Bale himself half an hour ago.

The two children were so frightened that they didn't dare to answer.

Bale's brows furrowed, and a trace of impatience flashed in his expression, which made the two children panic even more, and they did not dare to lie at all, and finally replied, "Father." ”

"Uncle."

Balak smiled and asked, "I killed the Mohui, do you hate me?" ”

The two children's bodies trembled again, not daring to answer.

Balak, on the other hand, just watched them quietly, and did not persecute them again.

Finally, the younger boy whispered, "Don't dare to hate." ”

When Balak heard this, he suddenly burst out laughing, and after a long time, the laughter suddenly stopped, and his expression suddenly became extremely cold.

"Raise your scimitars in your hands and fight, only one of you will live, and the one who survives will be the adopted son of my Balak."

When the two children heard this, they were shocked, looked at Bale in panic, and then looked at each other hesitantly, neither of them dared to make a move.

"I'll do it dozens or ten times, and if you haven't done it, you'll all die."

Balak said again.

The two children were even more frightened.

"One!!"

"Two!!"

"Three!!"

……

When the count reached five, the younger child, under the strong pressure, panic drowned out reason, and suddenly a wolf-like light flashed in his eyes, almost out of his control, he shouted bitterly, and raised his knife to slash at the slightly older child beside him.

This child is still young, and his arm strength is insufficient, and he can't kill anyone with a single sword, even if the other party is just a child.

However, one, two, and three ......

Guilt, fear, resentment, murderous intent, all kinds of emotions are mixed together, and it actually makes a ten-year-old child crazy, constantly cutting his brother around him, until long after his brother's death, he still doesn't know how to stop.

I don't know how long it took, the child finally stopped, panting, his eyes were still bloodshot, and he was looking at the young corpse in front of him in disbelief, as if he didn't believe that this qiē in front of him was actually done by himself.

"Good." Bale's eyes also flashed like a wolf, and he stared at the child in front of him tightly, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Doru, Doru."

Balak nodded, and said expressionlessly: "Very good, Bone Doru, from today onwards, you will be my adopted son." ”

He didn't know that the reason why Bale would accept him as a righteous son was because Balak needed his status as a nephew of the Mohui to win the hearts of those tribes and tribes that had always been attached to the Fox Deer tribe, and to accept the Fox Deer tribe in a proper way, including the suzerainty of the Fox Deer tribe in the Di tribe for hundreds of years - this is what Bale needs most now.

At the same time, Bone Doru didn't know that because he had killed the son of the Mohui with his own hands, he had become a traitor to the Fox Deer Tribe, and it would be impossible to gain the trust of the remnants of the Fox Deer Tribe in the future.

All he knew was that he had finally survived.

All he knew was that although he survived, he killed his brother with his own hands, and from this night on, the nightmare would be with him forever.

And for these, Balk did not care.

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P: Today's second shift!!