He pointed to an old man and said, "He, he can't walk and eat, so why should he manage the money of the entire tribe." Shang Zhen was still excited, and pointed to a few of them: "He, he, and him, what ability do they have to override my Shang Zhen's head, I am also the son of the Dongluo tribe." ”

Then he turned to Muke and sobbed: "And you, when did you think of my son, what you think about is always your own position, what about you will always be the son you hope for, what about me, but what about me?" What do I have? What did I get again? ”

The excited Shang Zhen was incoherent, and then sat under the rain, and he only now felt a trace of happiness.

Monholo was now standing quietly to the side, watching Shang Zhen roar there. Behind him stood a group of warriors, none of whom were from the Dongluo tribe if you looked closely.

Muk's sobbing beard trembled, and he pointed at Shang Zhen speechlessly. Zahemu behind him stepped forward to help him, patting him on the back and giving him relief.

Those elders who were pointed out by Shang Zhen were also filled with righteous indignation, ready to take down this rebellious person at any time.

Shang Zhen didn't care about any of this at all, sitting on the ground, looking at each of Rao's faces. If the eyes could kill the spare, these people would have already been broken into pieces.

Monhoro stood up and said to Shang Zhen: "Why are you so hard, it should be yours sooner or later, if it's not yours, you can't grab it, why bother to make a good deal like this, what can you get?" Hey, you're still your last word, and I'll do it for you. ”

Shang Zhen looked at Meng Holo and smiled: "In this tribe, it is estimated that you are the best for me, I really hope to see one, this tribe is led by you, moving towards the broader grassland!" ”

An imperceptible gleam flashed in Monhollo's eyes, and then he said, "You still haven't understood that there is already a candidate for the position of heir, and I will only do what I should do." ”

Zahemu walked over and patted Monholo on the shoulder and said, "If he had thought like you, he wouldn't have come to this point. There is no need to persuade him, there is no turning back. Then he turned around and said to Muk: "I am not well, you should go back and rest, and leave it to me here." ”

Then he glanced at the two people beside Mu Kesi, and the two of them understood, so they walked towards the tent with Qi Jin in tow. Muk Sip thought about something, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth, and let the two of them take him away, leaving only disappointed eyes and unclear teardrops from the corners of his eyes.

Zahemu stood in front of Shang Zhen and said condescendingly: "I will stand in front of you, what else do you have and mine, hurry up." ”

Shang Zhen didn't even raise his head. just said lightly: "You, you will die a miserable death!" ”

Zahemu was very angry, usually the two of them quarreled with each other, and even fought hard, but he didn't expect that Shang Zhen, who is now a prisoner, would still dare to say this to him, which was an insult to him. He pulled out a scimitar from his waist and threw it on the ground, and said to Shang Zhen: "I'll give you a chance, let's have a duel, I win, you die, you win, I'll let you go!" ”

Shang Zhenmeng raised his head and looked at Zahemu, as if he didn't know him, and said after a while: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" ”

Zahemu shook his head and said, "Even if you kill me, you won't become a successor, so why do you have to risk your life to kill me, what will you get?" You won't get anything. ”

Shang Zhen closed his eyes and raised his head, and shouted loudly into the air, "Why is this happening? Why torture me like this! ”

Turning to see Monholo, who was closest to him, Zahemu reached out to him and asked for a knife. Monholo hesitated, then unsheathed his knife and handed it to him.

Zahemu said to Shang Zhen: "Hurry up, what we Turkic men look down on the most is a coward like a woman." ”

Shang Zhen stood up, reached out and picked up the waist knife on the ground, looked at it, and said, "I won't use your knife, let's change it and compare it." He stretched out his hand and handed the knife to Zahemu.

Zahemu smiled and took his knife, handed him Monholo's knife again, and the two of them walked out of the show.

When Monholo saw this scene, the nervous expression on his face suddenly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he also followed the two of them towards the light.

At this time, the old men and the guards vacated the field one after another, forming a circle, surrounding the two in the middle. Monholo naturally walked up to the group of foreign warriors and whispered something.

Shang Zhen stood there, slowly pulling out the refinement, glowing with a faint blue light in the light of the torches. Zahemu also pulled out the knife and said, "You and I are brothers, I will give you a chance, if you can kill me, even if you win, let you go immediately!" ”

Shang Zhen laughed and said: "Zahemu, don't pretend to be merciful here, when did you treat me as your brother, now at the moment of life and death, you say these words, will everyone believe it?" He raised the knife above his head and said, "Less nonsense, let's fight." ”

"Huh" a knife slashed at Zahemu, Zahemu dodged to the right, stretched out his hand to put the knife horizontally on the top, just followed by Shang Zhen's knife, the two of them forced, the two knives rubbed against each other, rubbing out a lot of sparks, quite eye-catching at night.

Zahemu is five years older than Shang Zhen, and he is a little weak in strength, but he is superior in his sword skills, which is much better than Zahemu. The two brothers have been fighting back and forth for thirty or forty rounds, and suddenly Zahemu slashed at Shang Zhen's left shoulder, and Shang Zhen flashed to the right as soon as he lowered his head.

Shang Zhen couldn't retreat, he slammed into the refining blade, and with a stab, his sleeve was broken by the blade, and a small wound was left on his arm, and the blood collapsed out at once.

Shang Zhen gritted his teeth, changed the knife to his left hand and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, but I have grown again, come again." Then the two joined the battle group again, and after a while, Shang Zhen was already scarred.

Over there, Monholo frowned, his hands in his sleeves, clenching his fists nervously, not knowing who would win.

After another cup of tea, Shang Zhen couldn't hold it anymore, and stood there with a knife, panting. Zahemu wasn't much better, after all, they were all forty or fifty years old. The two of them stood facing each other like this, both resting.

Monholo was so anxious that he didn't know how to vent, so he walked out of the crowd while no one was paying attention, let out a long breath, put his right hand on his chest, and silently prayed to the god of the steppe.

Maybe it was the god of the grassland who really had a miracle, he heard the sound of weapons colliding in the field again, so he silently thanked the gods and Buddhas in his heart, turned around and squeezed in.

Halfway through, I heard the whole audience start yelling, "Oh, oh, oh......." He quickly squeezed in, and as soon as he came in, he saw Shang Zhen lying on the ground, still holding a knife in his hand, but he was covered in blood, and he was about to die. Monholo shook his head, sighed and looked at Zahemu again.

Zahemu was still standing there, his expression indifferent, the knife in his hand, but his breathing was a little short. He rested for a while and slowly walked towards Shang Zhen. Monholo watched the scene listlessly like a defeated rooster.

Zahemu squatted down and said to Shang Zhen: "I really don't want to kill you, but you have to die today, you have to be an example for those ambitious guys, whoever wants to seize power will end up like this." He slowly raised the knife in his hand.

Monholo looked at this scene, there was no light in his eyes, and the moment Zahemu raised the knife, Monholo's eyes lit up, and he saw a long scar on Zahemu's hand holding the knife, which had just been cut by Shang Zhen, and it was still dripping blood.

Monholo turned and nodded to an alien warrior behind him, and the warrior walked out of the circle, like a farther away.

In the night, Liu Cheng and Huo Hu each led 2,000 He Dun's personal soldiers towards the Duluo River in the distance. The task assigned by Horton this time was quite important, so the two of them were also very cautious, exploring the road and moving forward.

Just after the halfway point, the sentinel in front caught a spy and brought it up.

Liu Cheng asked him which tribe he belonged to, and the man looked at Liu Cheng's leather armor and knew that it was from He Dun, so he said, "I am the person from Ximuhe Aduo Aoji who has lost everything, and I made a special trip to deliver a letter to He Dun." ”

Liu Cheng glanced at Huo Hu, saw him nodded, and said, "Letter, we are He Dun's own soldiers." ”

The man looked at Liu Chengdao again: "How can you prove that you are Horton's person?" ”

"Look here." Liu Cheng took out an eagle feather in his arms and took out an eagle feather, which was the white feather that He Dun had played with, and there was a bone hanging underneath.

The man took a look at it, and knew that this was He Dun's token, and said to Liu Cheng: "Let me tell He Dun that Abdul Luo led a few other people to Dongluo tonight, and he should be going to take over the tribe, and tell He Dun to see the right time to make a move." ”

Huo Hu stood up and said, "Yours is all true?" ”

Naru nodded, took out a hand-drawn map from his bosom and said, "This is the map of Ximuhe that we lost and drawn, and He Dun can follow the map, and he can capture all the young people." ”

Liu Cheng nodded and smiled: "You came too timely, let's go to Ximuhe with you." ”

Na Rutou, and then led the way in front, leading Liu Cheng and Huo Hu's team to Ximuhe.

Seeing Zahemu raise the knife in his hand, Shang Zhen suddenly smiled and said, "Big brother, you have to develop and grow the Dongluo tribe well, and it will not be in vain for me to die under your knife." Wan closed his eyes.

Zahemu may not have heard him call him big brother for many years, his hand hesitated for a moment and did not cut it down, and then looked at the person lying on the ground in front of him, who was also his own brother, but now he was going to die in his hands, and sighed heavily and said: "Go all the way, don't ...... down there"

Shang Zhen listened to Zahemu's words, and tears involuntarily flowed down the corners of his eyes, but after half a sentence, what was wrong with the back, just when he was about to open his eyes, he heard a sound of "dangchang", and the knife fell on the lin.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the eyes of Zahemu in front of him, his mouth and nose were bleeding out, and he opened his mouth but did not speak, which frightened Shang Zhen at that time, and muttered in his mouth, "Big brother, big brother!" ”

The moment the Zahemu knife hit the ground, Monholo glanced at another alien warrior behind him, who quickly walked out of the circle.

Monholo suddenly shouted loudly, "Zahemu, what's wrong with you? Then he quickly ran to his side and helped him to his body, and when he saw that he was dead, he stared at Shang Zhen angrily and said loudly: "Shang Zhen, how can you kill your eldest brother so ruthlessly, he just wanted to let you go!" ”

Shang Zhen looked at Meng Huoluo blankly and muttered, "I didn't kill it, I didn't kill it!" ”

Monholo suddenly stood up and said to the people around him: "Shang Zhen destroyed humanity and mutilated the heir, let's kill him, okay?" ”

The crowd didn't know what was going on, there was some commotion, and suddenly some soldiers outside shouted: "Avenge the leader of Zahemu and kill Shang Zhen!" Then the crowd came to the center of the field.

Hou Meng, who was prepared, drove the queen's team from Longmen, and after reporting Han Bo's intentions, he went to do his own thing.

Princess Jinyun smiled and said to Empress Xiao: "Queen Mother, what new things will you prepare for Hanbo?"

Empress Xiao looked at Jinyun's appearance very interestingly, and said with a slight smile: "Why is Cai'er so happy every time she hears the news of Hanbo, what's so good about that flamboyant guy?"

Jinyun blinked, pouted and thought about it, and said, "Others are quite annoying, but the things he makes are very funny, so I think of him." Then he winked and said, "Sometimes I can dream that he is amusing me with something funny." ”

Jiaoxiǎo's cute appearance really makes Empress Xiao like it tight. Hearing her say this, Empress Xiao still looked at her straightly, thinking in her heart, this child has already begun to fall in love, what can I do

Han Bo, who was far away in Longmen, sneezed at the right time, rubbed his nose, and wondered who was talking about him

Wei Zheng happened to come in and said with a smile: "Could it be that we talked about you in the backyard just now, it seems that you already know"

Han Bo glanced at him and said, "I know that it's you Wei Dazui who is talking about me, say it, and say something bad about me."

Wei Zheng picked up the teacup and took a sip and said: "I don't dare to say bad things about you, those guys are studying the words made by Childe, it is estimated that the stage play of Childe will be compiled in a while, do you want to go over and have a look?"

Han Bo put down the pen in the book, looked at the drawings he had drawn, and said, "Let's go, go over and have a look." The two of them walked towards the backyard.

While walking Hanbo, he asked Wei Zheng where the eldest grandson Wuji went.

Wei Zheng said: "I don't know what's wrong with the auxiliary machine, every soul doesn't keep it, one moment I say I want to go out to buy diǎn things, and the other time I say I don't know if I like it or not, it seems to be enchanted, and I don't care about him." ”

Han Bo frowned slightly, thought about it and laughed. Wei Zheng asked him what he was laughing at, and Han Bo mysteriously didn't tell Wei Zheng. Wei Zheng shook his head and didn't ask anymore, and the two went to the backyard of the county government while talking.

Originally, Longmen County was not big, but Han Bo wanted to invite the four of them, and a few people even brought the maids by the way, so they couldn't stay. Han Bo paid for the purchase of several houses next to the county government, and the current county government is about to catch up with the Taishou Mansion.

As soon as I arrived in the backyard, I heard the sound of various musical instruments playing in it, and from time to time there was singing. Han Bo stepped up a few steps, and saw that the four of Suyun were dancing in line in the center of the courtyard, and a few maids were helping to make props on the side.

Those props were all drawn by Han Bo according to his own memory, and they were made in a hurry, not very exquisite, but they were novel.

Seeing Han Bo coming, several women came over to salute, and Han Bo smiled and asked them to continue rehearsal. Qing Yu said: "Mingyue Gongzi, the songs you wrote are completely different from the ones we sang before, but they are very good, how did you come up with them?"

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