Zhao Shi shook his head and sighed, more than ten years ago, Erle was still a posterior boy, but now he looks at it, but he is already dying, not because of his age, but because of the hardship that life tortures people like this, it seems that there is no need to ask how his tribe is, even the leaders of the tribe are declining before they are old, and their father and sister are gone, what else is left in the tribe.

After thinking about it, Zhao Shi turned his head and said to Buyan Xiban: "Buyan Xiban, in the future, Erle will be my messenger on the grassland, and there must be a whole grassland for him to use for grazing, and his right to walk in all parts of the grassland in the future is given to him by me, and anyone who dares to offend him is equivalent to offending me, do you know?" ”

More than a dozen Tatars, most of whom showed admiration, and after they came to Datong, they no longer doubted the strength of the Han Chinese, and the brutal Jin people were really driven away by them.

And every word spoken by the leader of the powerful Han people may become the will of the gods on the grassland in the future, and the people he favors will also become one of the most honorable people on the grassland.

Erle, the leader of a small poor tribe, was so favored, O gods, when will his own tribe have such an opportunity?

Thinking of this, many people showed some fanaticism, the powerful Han people will help the Tatars to carry out the will of the gods again in the steppe, and they, as the first tribes to obey the descendants of the holy wolf, will surely get more in the future, which is an irresistible temptation for every Tatar.

And when they saw this qiē, they also understood that the descendants of the holy wolf fell at the feet of the Han people, just like the ancestors who once bowed down at the feet of the Heavenly Khan in legend.

When they understood the birth of a qiē, they inevitably gave birth to a lot of thoughts, although the bloodline of the descendants of the holy wolf is noble, but the Han people can be above it, who should they be loyal to in the future?

This choice is now insignificant, because the descendants of the holy wolf have already married the powerful Han Chinese. This is a solid alliance in the steppe second only to the oath to the gods, so there is no need to think about how to choose now, but someday in the future. This alliance is broken when it happens. This choice will inevitably be in front of some long-term and ambitious Tatars.

The old Tatar man, who is now disgraceful of the former class, looked at this qiē coldly, and sighed silently in his heart, the young prince of Wanggubu. Where will it lead them?

Now it seems that all the qiē expressed by this noble Han leader means that the Tatars may have another master in the future, that is, the Han people.

The Tatars have been oppressed by the Jin people for so long. Now that you are going to bow down at the feet of your new master, is this the fate of the Tatars, and God, can't you give the Tatars a chance to choose for themselves?

"This is the Tazan I am choosing for myself, and it will also be the other company of my tribe, Wuertu."

The old man of Tatar bowed and saluted, Zhao Shi's eyes fell on him, looking up and down, thinking. The young Tatar prince was so anxious that he went to the steppe, and not only brought back his people, but also chose his own Tazan.

He had been to the Wangu tribe and knew what Tazan meant to the Wangu tribe. It was a position equivalent to the auxiliary minister of the Han people, the closest wise men around the Great Khan, and every word they said would have an impact on the Khan King.

Just like the old man back then. Mari is a big collar himself. The Tatars' other ways, coupled with Tazan's identity, even the Khan of the Wangu tribe, Arar Khan, was obedient to him, and he was also the teacher of the heir of the Wangu tribe.

Perhaps, the place where the disgrace Xiban came back and became different, the root is in this guy, Zhao Shi couldn't help but think, stupid guy, he didn't know what he was doing.

The corners of Zhao Shi's mouth pulled up a smile, turned his head to look at Buyan Xiban, and said in Mongolian: "Buyan Xiban, you actually chose Tazan for yourself at this time, do you want to use it as your teacher?" ”

Buyan Xiban pursed his lips, since returning to Datong City, he had encountered a scene that he had never imagined, obviously, this uncle was very dissatisfied with what he had done.

But he didn't tell him clearly, what was dissatisfied, but ...... Shouldn't the Khan King of the Tatars have his own will, now he is a little frightened, and even thinks that it would be good if his aunt was here......

He nodded helplessly, but still said, "Wuertu is the wisest Tatar wise man I have ever seen......"

The old Tatar man next to him already had an ominous premonition, and the cruelty of the Jin people made him remember it vividly, and he knew what kind of advice he had given to the young prince, and now it seemed that the honorable Han general was very dissatisfied.

He bowed down again with some trepidation, "Honorable general, Wu'er Tu wants you to offer your respect, Wu Ertu is just an ordinary old man, not worthy to guide the noble descendants of the Holy Wolf, but ......"

Zhao Shi waved his hand and smiled coldly, "Here, all I see are young people, most of them have not long become the leaders of the tribe, maybe ...... The leaders who took office were all killed in battle, am I right? ”

Many Tatars lowered their heads gloomily, obviously Zhao Shi guessed that the ** was not far from ten, Zhao Shi patted the table lightly, and continued: "So, can you tell me the secret of why you can live so long?" ”

The old Tatar man was not very old, he was only in his early fifties, but he was indeed the oldest of these Tatars, his face turned pale in an instant, he knew what the other party wanted to say later, he wanted to justify.

But at this time, no one would give him a chance to defend himself, Zhao Shi sneered and continued: "The descendants of the gods, with the glory of dying in battle, can live so long, and when the grassland is in chaos, I guess, there must be some other reason for your tribe to survive...... I don't think you need to guess, you should have defiled the one that your gods had given you, so that you could live until now and follow the side of Buyan Xiban......"

"Mu Huali."

Mu Huali followed Zhao Shi for a long time, where could he not see that the handsome man was moved, and his heart was full of joy, when he stood up, "The last will be." ”

Zhao Shi raised his hand slightly and pointed at the old Tatar man who was already colorless, and said coldly: "When you went to the sweat tent of the Wanggu Department, what did those later betrayers say?" ”

Mu Huali gritted his teeth and scanned all the Tatars with a fierce gaze: "Back to the big handsome, they said that Mu Huali stepped on their blankets. ”

Zhao Shi sneered and said, "Cowardly people, don't deserve to stand in front of me, Mu Huali, do you know what to do?" ”

There was no hesitation at all, and under the horrified gaze of these Tatars, Mu Huali had already strode out, pulled out his waist knife, and slashed it down.

The old Tatar didn't even have time to exclaim, a human head was already rolling on the ground, blood sprayed, and the headless corpse shook before falling to the ground, and the blood that came out instantly stained a large area, and the scene was bloody and terrifying.

Zhao Shi's eyes were as cold as a knife, sweeping over all the Tatars, Tatar leaders, all of a sudden they were already stunned, no one would have thought that earlier they were envious of the other party's step to the sky, but now they are already on the ground, just because he lives older than others, what kind of reason is this for the gods to be above, and what kind of cruelty is this.

Before he could recover his senses, someone had already fallen to his knees, and then there was no one standing again, except for the stunned and disgraceful Xiban.

Zhao Shi snorted and waved his hand in disgust, "Drag him down, the bleeding is always disgusting, but the blood of those who don't measure their strength is always faster and more than others." ”

Zhao Shi's voice echoed in the hall, and under the backdrop of blood, the majesty was a hundred times more than that of Fang Fang, "The Tatars were once glorious, and the steppe they occupied was once abundant, but now...... You are not yet worthy of what you once had, so I have come to help you, and do not take this gift for granted, for the warriors of the Tatars will wield their scimitars for me in order to receive your Khan and my reward......"

"I will give those brave people pasture slaves, but remember, the cowardly will not have the right to live, the Wangu tribe will be re-established on the steppe, the Tatars will also have their own khan king, we are Han, but we defeated the Jin people, the Jin people will be Han in the future, even you Tatars, the same."

His gaze wandered over until he finally fixed on the face of the disgraced Xiban, and he stood up, walked over, and patted the dejected Buyan Xiban on the shoulder, thinking that this should be a good lesson to teach him how to cause strict consequences of inappropriate words and gestures.

But he smiled and said: "The teacher you chose is not suitable, I will change another one for you, now, entertain your subordinates, I think their loyalty will be more sincere, Mu Huali, you will accompany me ......"

Strolled to the door of the hall, turned his head and said, "Erle, come here, go out for a walk with me......"

Erle's mood can be described as ups and downs, and in his simple mind, he will never figure out what this life is for.

Hearing his name, he subconsciously stood up, trotted behind Zhao Shi, lowered his head in awe, and followed Zhao Shi out of the hall silently......

(It's the middle of the month, and it looks like it's time to ask for a monthly pass again.) ）

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