In the depths of the Chahar steppe, a wide meadow is covered with countless tents, one after another tents are endless, covering an area of dozens of kilometers, and the surrounding areas are reclaimed patches of farmland, in which countless people are working, and farther away are herds of cattle, sheep and horses and other livestock leisurely eating grass, and a pair of cavalry wearing leather armor and holding spears patrol back and forth between countless tents from time to time.

And in the middle of the many tents, a huge golden tent is particularly distinctive and conspicuous, and there are more than a dozen soldiers wearing iron armor standing outside the tent to guard, this is the base camp of the Jin Kingdom, and the Golden Tent of the Great Khan of the Jin Kingdom is finished.

Jin is a nomadic people, so they have no fixed residence, unlike other countries, as long as a city is built, it will be operated for generations, Jin country because of the need for grazing, to change the residence frequently, so the light and easy to carry tent has become their best home.

Covering an area of hundreds of meters in the golden tent, the decoration inside is resplendent gold, you can't believe that you are in a tent when you walk in, at this moment the sound of silk and bamboo musical instruments is coming from the tent, at this time in the wide hall of the tent, a team of tall and beautiful women dressed in tulle are dancing with the sound of musical instruments, the left and right sides of the stage are placed on a small table, the table is placed with a variety of wine and food, behind each table is sitting a person, drinking wine and eating food, watching the beauty dance, One by one, they laughed and couldn't think about it.

In the center of the tent is a high platform, on which is placed a cloud table and a golden dragon chair, on which is sitting a man in a bright yellow dragon robe who looks more than 40 years old, full of majesty.

This is Wan Yan Lie, the founding emperor of the Dajin Kingdom, although Wan Yan Lie looked at the singing and dancing below with a smile on his face, and communicated with the ministers of the Jin Kingdom below from time to time, but if he looked closely, he could find that his resolute face was full of helplessness.

Wan Yanlie looked at the ministers of the Jin Kingdom who were about to dip their eyes on the dancing girls below, and a trace of sadness flashed in his heart.

"It's been ten years, ten years ago, the capital of Zhao was about to be defeated, who knew that Zhao didn't know what price to pay, and even invited Chu and Yan to take action together, forcing him to withdraw immediately, and he couldn't step out of the grassland within ten years, otherwise the three of them would join forces to destroy the Jin State, and Wan Yanlie, who was forced to helpless, could only retreat to the prairie and work hard to strengthen his strength in the grassland, in order to be ashamed one day"

Who knew that there had been no war for ten years, and the entire grassland was a peaceful phenomenon, and the founding ministers who followed him on the battlefield thirty years ago and fought desperately for their lives have now become like the nobles of other countries, immersed in drunken dreams and deaths all day long.

"Report ,,,,," a long spy reported outside the tent.

Wan Yan Lie frowned, usually when he feasted his ministers, as long as it was not a particularly important matter, the guard commander would not let people disturb him, and now that a spy has come to report, it means that something big has happened.

"Let him in," Wan Yanlie said to the maid serving beside him.

The maid walked towards the door of the tent, and after a while, she brought in a person who was covered in a black robe, and the black-robed man came to the high platform and knelt down, and said to Wan Yanlie, "Report to the Great Khan, the three princes and their ,,,"

The black-robed man suddenly paused when he said this, not knowing how to say it, after all, this news must have hit the Great Khan hard.

"What's wrong with Hongyi" Yan Lie frowned, looked at the person below who stopped halfway through speaking, and said coldly.

"Three, the third prince is dead, and the people he brought with him are all wiped out," the black-robed man still said.

"What, you're doing it again," Yan Lie cried out in distraction.

"Qi Qi Great Khan, the third prince has been killed, and all the soldiers he brought have been wiped out," the black-robed man said loudly again.

Suddenly, the sound of silk music stopped, the dancers quietly withdrew from the tent, and the ministers of the Jin State who were drinking put down the wine glasses in their hands one by one, and the entire wide tent became silent for a while, and a depressing breath slowly rose.

A loud sound sounded, only to see the cloud table in front of Wan Yan Lie turned into countless fragments and flew around in an instant, Wan Yan Lie withdrew his hand, stood up with a gloomy face, a powerful aura emanated from his body, the entire tent was shaking, and while the people below were struggling to resist this breath, a minister who practiced martial arts looked at Wan Yan Lie in horror and muttered, "God-level master"

"What, god-level master" The surrounding ministers looked at Wan Yan Lie when they heard this, but they didn't expect Wan Yan Lie, who had been trapped in the heaven-level Great Perfection for ten years, to know that the god-level master was already a general existence in the town, just like the existence of the seven powers, each country only had 3.4 god-level masters, and they were all worshiped as ancestors, and they were easily not shot, you must know that a god-level master can influence the outcome of a war of millions of people.

"Who did it," Wan Yanlie said softly with a finished expression.

Although Wan Yan Lie's face was expressionless, it looked like his son was dead, but the ministers of the Jin State who were familiar with Wan Yan Lie knew that Wan Yan Lie was already angry to the extreme, this was Wan Yan Lie's characteristic, and the more angry he was, the calmer his expression became.

"Great Khan, it was the team that suddenly appeared in the steppe 5 days ago to do it"

"It's them" Wan Yanlie also remembered, he heard the news two days ago, and thought that it was not a dangerous thing, so he let his favorite third son deal with it, and it could also allow him to increase some political achievements, and the resistance to taking over his position in the future was not so great, but now he didn't expect that he killed his son with his own hands.

Thinking of this, Yan Lie is sad for a while, although he has more than a dozen sons, but most of them are not angry, only this third son is outstanding, he has shown a strong martial arts talent and command talent since he was a child, and now he died at a young age, [For the life span of more than 200 years of a congenital master, more than 30 years old is young] Let him send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

"He, they, now, in, in, where, in," Wan Yanlie looked at the black-robed man word by word.

"Qi Qi Great Khan, they are now about 500 miles to the west," the black-robed man heard this, and hurriedly took out a map from his body, looked at it for a while, and then reported.

Wan Yanlie didn't speak, picked up a long sword placed on the dragon chair, and walked towards the outside of the tent.

"Great Khan, Great Khan" Although the surrounding ministers wanted to persuade the Great Khan not to be so impulsive, they didn't know how to speak, so they could only follow Wan Yanlie behind.

"Everyone, Aiqing, go back first, I'll deal with some things" Wan Yanlie, who got out of the tent, didn't say a word and didn't speak, the whole person floated automatically without wind, and after stopping in the sky for a while to confirm the direction, he turned into a yellow streamer and galloped away in the direction of the west.