"You don't have to grab it, everyone is lined up to get it one by one, don't push and stampede."

Originally, the whole scene had begun to get out of control, but as soon as Wang Yueban shouted like this, everyone stopped alive, and then one by one, they chose to line up in a very orderly manner.

There is no way, now Wang Yueban is already a god-like existence in the hearts of this group of Huns.

The people of the steppe are unusually savage, and they live a life of drinking blood. But they revere heroes, and they respect them.

Therefore, for Wang Yueban's 'god' words, they can simply obey them unconditionally.

"The master is worthy of a god!"

After Mao Dun watched the clansmen and those Qiang warriors obediently obey orders just because of Wang Yueban's words, his heart was full of excitement, it was even more enjoyable than giving orders himself, and the favorability value was also filled in an instant.

And Wang Yueban naturally received a hint from the system immortal to him.

"Maodun, immediately order someone to kill cattle and sheep and prepare a banquet to reward the three armies, and tomorrow morning, we will kill Xianbei until the Xianbei royal court."

"Yes!"

Now it seems that the blood in his body has begun to boil.

With the god-like Wang Yueban, who was originally only seventy percent sure of defeating Xianbei's Maodun, now he thinks that the other side of the team that has not yet started has completely lost.

Even suddenly he was very happy, glad that he recognized Wang Yueban as the master yesterday.

Just kidding, such a cranky man, and with his own special effects and BGM, this is what human power can compete with?

Even if he wants to rebel and betray now, I am afraid that these people of his clan will not be able to stand up with him, and even without Wang Yue opening his mouth, these people will immediately kill themselves.

......

Far northern steppes, on the shores of beautiful Lake Baikal. There the spring breeze is intoxicating, and the grass is green there.

Lake Baikal was also called the North Sea in ancient times, that is, the North Sea where Su Wu shepherded sheep.

The entire Baikal region was soon picturesque, and it was one of the most fertile lands in the entire steppe.

Nearly one-third of the Xianbei people are gathered here, and even the Xianbei royal court is also set up here.

"Come on, come on, drink, drink!"

Xianbei King Kebineng, holding a beautiful Han woman in one hand and a wine glass in the other, said to his brothers: "I'm really laughing to death today, that stupid pig actually recognized a Han man as the master, and even worshiped him as Shan Yu." ”

"This is really the funniest joke I've ever heard in Kirby's life, hahahahaha."

With a glass of mare's milk poured in, Kirby began to float.

Now in the entire prairie, who doesn't know that he Kirby can be the real king? What the Huns, that is all in the past, now is Xianbei, it is the era of his Kirby Neng.

"King, I think the Huns are hopeless, they are not worthy of being immortal children!"

"Yes, only we Xianbei people are worthy to rule the prairie! Shan Yu's title, only the king is worthy of cherry"

"King, I think it's better to send troops to slaughter the rabbit cubs of the Southern Huns as soon as possible, so that we, the Xianbei people, will completely unify the entire prairie."

"Yes, the Northern Huns are vulnerable, let alone the Southern Huns. I don't think I need to fight, as long as our king stops there, the entire Southern Huns are probably so frightened that they kneel. ”

“......”

Kirby Neng's younger brothers kept touting their boss.

However, Kirby can indeed be regarded as the overlord of the grassland. After all, if it weren't for him, the entire Xianbei would still be living in the days of being suppressed by the Xiongnu in the north and south, and even the fertile land would not be worthy of use.

"It's too late for this matter, and when the sheep in the autumn are fattened, we will send troops to wipe out the group of miscellaneous crumbs of the Southern Huns in one fell swoop."

Kirby Neng really couldn't wait to send troops immediately, especially after hearing that Wang Yueban, a Han man, dared to call Shan Yu, the warlike desire in his heart became even stronger.

However, the whole grassland is too large, and it will take more than several months to gather the troops. In addition, now is a good season for grazing and farming, if they send troops now, then next year their Xianbei tribe will lose a good opportunity to expand their population.

"Yes, it's still the king's wisdom. I think that Han man actually dared to call Shan Yu, king, why don't you just be a khan! ”

"Yes, I'll see it!"

"If a Han person dares to call it, then our king is even more worthy of this title."

Khan is the name of the Mongol people, and the earliest Mongol people are composed of most of the Xianbei people, who are combined with other tribes in the steppe. Therefore, the name Khan should have been invented by the Xianbei people at the earliest.

"Okay, then tomorrow we will kill cattle and sheep, and this king will be crowned!"

After a few cups of mare's milk, Kirby was already crazy.

"Report to the Great King, the Han and the Southern Xiongnu have united and have invaded our Xianbei Rank!"

However, at this time, an embarrassed minion suddenly broke in outside.

"Well, I haven't beaten them yet, but they're coming to beat me!"

Kirby could smile coldly and didn't take it too seriously.

After all, now this Da Xianbei has more than 400,000 sons, and the Southern Xiongnu are only tens of thousands of people, even if Wang Yueban's Hanrao soldiers and horses are added, it will definitely not exceed 100,000 soldiers and horses.

Four to one, and they are still the bravest Xianbei people on the prairie, how can they not beat those weak Han and Xiongnu?

"Report to the king, Wang Yueban led 100,000 iron cavalry, since early yesterday morning, he has broken our three tribes in a row, and nearly 100,000 people have been killed, and the loss of cattle, sheep and horses is incalculable!"

"What? How did it come so quickly! ”

As soon as Kirby could hear this, he stood up from his throne on the spot.

"Immediately gather all the sons and daughters in the tribe who can fight, and I vow to kill all those Han and Huns within seven days!"

Kirby was able to pull out the golden knife on his waist, and with a wave of his arm, all the brothers in the account were ordered to shake people.

"This damn Wang Yueban and Mao Dun, I must cut off their heads to get drunk!"

Kirby gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, gurgling.

In his opinion, the reason why he was so passive this time was because Mao Dun was familiar with the terrain of the grassland, coupled with the suddenness of their arrival, which caused his tribes to be unprepared.

If you really start the battle to make a big fight, in the entire grassland, I feel that no one will be the opponent of Da Xianbei!

"Report to the king, Wang Yueban has already connected the seven tribes of our clan, and now it is less than fifty miles away from the Beihai Royal Court."

"What?"

When Kirby could hear the news, the whole person was stunned.

"No way, you're lying to me, aren't you?"

Kirby could suddenly tug at the brother's clothes with a fierce blow.