The blue and white porcelain bowl of "Ping Pong ......" smashed on the mahogany tabletop, the smashed porcelain pieces splashed in all directions like blooming flowers, and the splashed porcelain pieces opened a bloody mouth on the dark cheeks, no one dared to move, standing respectfully in place, waiting for the superior to speak.

"You waste, descendants of Genghis Khan, how can you let the Han people on horseback and bow be forced to such a situation? Or do you have guns in your hands and forget the bows and horses of your ancestors? ”

The huge yurt was luxuriously decorated, all kinds of pre-apocalyptic valuable jewelry and antiques were piled up everywhere, and women in scantily clad and beautiful postures posed in various poses in the corner, becoming part of the ornaments, and there were dozens of people in the whole big tent, but there was only one chair, and a young man in his twenties sat on the finely carved rosewood chair.

The young man looks as delicate as a woman, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and is majestic and self-reliant, making people dare not force his eyes, his long golden hair sparkles in the natural light, which is more scorching than the purest sunlight, and his skin is slightly yellow and delicate, as smooth as topaz. Runze, the good appearance of this life, if it is before the end of the world, it is definitely the object of thousands of post-90s girls screaming loudly.

Although this man did not look very old, his expression was not the slightest immature, and more than a dozen big men standing at the bottom were respectful to him, and a man in his forties, with a fat body and a short stature, stepped forward cautiously and said to the young man:

"The great Xihuri Aodu, it's not that our warriors are cowardly, but that the Han people are too cunning, he rides the best horses, holds the best bows and arrows, has eagle-like eyes, can shoot arrows faster than lightning, and shoots farther than our best rifles, he is not a mortal, how can we, as mortals, resist it......"

"Smack......

Rosewood's deputy shattered in response, and the young man stood up sharply and yelled at the man below:

"Don't call me Xihuri Aodu, I said, my name is Tie Zhongyuan, I want to dominate the Central Plains in the future, and my name is the enemy of the Central Plains."

The young man's reaction made the old man's heart skip a beat, and he bowed and said:

"Xihu Ri Aodu, no matter how you change your name, you can't get rid of the Son Jin clan, you are a golden bloodline, it is not to be defiled, please think twice."

"Hmph...... Bayan, it's not your turn to take care of my affairs, to put it nicely, golden blood, in addition to my headquarters, what wolf flag is there now at my disposal? Who of you have heard my words? Let you not kill the Han Chinese, just become slaves, but how many slaves have you brought back for me?

The left and right flags of the Golden Wolf Banner have been destroyed, and the only remaining second battalion of the Left Guard Army has also been burned down. ”

Tie Zhongyuan has a deep resentment, he only controls the headquarters of the Golden Wolf Banner in the five armies of the Wolf Banner, and the others only support themselves in name, but they are all in charge, making it difficult for him to take revenge in his heart, although he is nominally an evolutionary and the supreme leader, but these people below always have a reason to shirk, if it weren't for these people to unite all the Mongols together, he really wanted to send them on the road with a bomb.

"Xihu Ri Aodu, after all, there are too many Han people, we do not have an advantage in terms of quantity or equipment, and now the Han people are fighting and killing each other, and we must fundamentally cut off the blood of the Han people.

Kublai Khan's enemies didn't kill enough Han Chinese, and if the emperor had killed fewer Han Chinese than the Mongols, we wouldn't have been driven back to the steppe......"

At this time, a burly man with a rebellious face came out, stood in the center like an iron tower, squeezed Bayan out, and faced Tie Zhongyuan, but he was not as cautious as Bayan.

"Alatan Aodu, don't think that you also have golden blood, you can stand here and point fingers, if it weren't for the fact that you are my uncle's son, you will always be just a wool dealer, even if you have one of the eight tribes in your hands, you can only look up to me, so, there is no place for you to speak here, you give me, step down ......"

Tie Zhongyuan shouted, which made Alatan Aodu almost angry, but he knew that there were no supporters of him here, he and Tie Zhongyuan were cousins, but they were born with a golden key, and his father was a wool seller, always a head lower than Tie Zhongyuan's father, the same golden blood, Tie Zhongyuan became the commander of the five armies of the Wolf Banner, and he only had three thousand eight troops.

Alatan Aodu turned around angrily and returned to the same place, and several strong men beside him looked at him and snickered, causing the jealousy in his heart to turn into hot blood, rushing into his head and causing a temporary fainting.

"You're saying that the Han man may have the skills of the cowardly Xue Jun?"

Tie Zhongyuan became serious, staring at Bayan, Bayan nodded with a flattering smile, Xu Hao has always been a thorn in the side of the Golden Wolf Banner, I don't know how many soldiers died at his hands.

"We suspect that the Han people are even more powerful than the cowardly Xue army, after all, he can destroy the garrison camp alone, our cowardly Xue army can't do it, even if they all go out, they will pay a certain price......"

Tie Zhongyuan returned to his chair, knocked on the remaining armrest and pondered, and after a while, he made a decision.

"The cowardly Xue army is our steel knife, the steel knife must be sharpened from time to time, let them dispatch, and let the gold left and right flags also be dispatched, a Han will stir us up, no wonder Wuyun Geril will look down on us, now, he is afraid that he has captured the garrison of the border regiment, right?"

Tie Zhongyuan is a little helpless, the team in his hand seems to be strong, but after all, it can't be compared with the Mongolian border guards, even if their water quality is the fighting quality of the Chinese reserve militia, but they have a fierce spirit, and they don't hesitate to lose their lives when they fight.

"Yes, I'll arrange it when I go down, but who will be sent to command this time?"

Bayan asked cautiously, looking at the frightened Bayan, Tie Zhongyuan was deeply disappointed, the descendants of the Mongols were actually afraid of going to the battlefield, and Bayan couldn't bear his dozens of Han beauties.

"Alatan Aodu, haven't you always been angry with yourself commanding a group of herdsmen? I'll send you this time, don't lose the face of the golden bloodline......"

At the critical moment, Tie Zhongyuan still decided to send his relatives, no matter what, it was still a cousin of the same blood who could be more reliable.

Alatan Ao is overjoyed, the Golden Banner is not under the command, they are directly commanded by Tie Zhongyuan, and Tie Zhongyuan handed over this force to him, proving that he will always be a head above the group of people around him.

"Xihuri Aodu, you see, this time I will definitely bring the heart and liver of that Han man to you to drink, our Mongolian life is not so easy to take......"

Alatan Aodu was very arrogant, but it caused Tie Zhongyuan to be more disgusted, for this cousin of primary school culture, he looked down on him deeply, and had made up his mind to give a good explanation to the deputy commander of the golden wolf, as long as Alatan Aodu stayed honestly, and he must not be allowed to command blindly.

"Bayan, from now on, strictly order the slaughter of the Han people, if there are those who are willing to take refuge, they will be unified into the Han Eight Banners, let the Han Eight Banners become our swords, capture the Central Plains, and forge my eternal hegemony, and also, the captured Han women should not be practiced again, and in the future, military merits will be rewarded, and the warriors will no longer provide women for free.

Establish a military merit system, the ten commanders will reward two people for their military merits, the centurion will reward eight people, and the thousand-commander will reward eighteen people, and tell them that if they want Han beauties, they will exchange military merits in the future, and we can't let the other four wolf flags compare. ”