After three years of calm in the grassland, the anger has gradually dissipated. Now the grassland is full of peace and happiness. The herdsmen sang and danced when they were happy, and there was no pressure to survive, and the tribes became harmonious and happy with each other.

can survive happily, and no one will think of taking out a sword. Everyone is well fed and drunk, and no one will think of robbing others of their wealth. Because in the steppe, there is no luxury, no enjoyment, and all wealth is nothing more than cattle and sheep.

So in the grassland, if it is just to be fed and clothed, then stay in the grassland. If you want to experience luxury, then go to the Central Plains. If you want to enjoy luxury and wealth forever, then go to the Central Plains to explore by yourself. However, there will never be one in a hundred who can create a path of wealth and prosperity in China.

The grasslands gradually became richer, and the population gradually increased. As for the lack of resources caused by the increase in population, Ning Yue had already planned it five years ago. So if it goes according to Ning Yue's plan, there will be no troublemaking by careerists. This kind of peace and win-win situation will continue for at least 50 years.

It was getting dusk, in a corner of the prairie. The happiness here is shattered by the sudden killing. At noon, suddenly a group of horse thieves of about 1,000 people appeared out of thin air. They came silently, and even unpredictably.

In the past three years, under the double blow of the Immortal Heavenly Palace and Keduo Khan, there is no soil for horse thieves to survive on the grassland. And almost all the horse thieves were wiped out in these three years.

Therefore, the tribes gradually lost their vigilance, and they did not even think that in the grassland, in addition to war, there were such a murderous force as horse thieves active. To forget war is to lose the ability to survive.

At this moment, the horse thieves are telling this hidden tribe with their blood about the cruelty of the laws of grassland survival. A thousand people rushed into the tribe, and when the slaughter fell on the top. The warriors of the tribe hadn't even had time to draw their scimitars.

This is a one-sided slaughter, this is a crushing of strength. In less than half an hour, all the people in the tribe who had weapons in their hands died. Neither men, nor women, nor children are spared.

All those who had given up their resistance were gathered and shivered in the face of the horse thieves who reflected the cold light in the sun. Fear was written all over their faces, and they didn't even know why this tribe, which had been peaceful and safe for a hundred years, faced such doom in times of peace.

The horse thief slowly dispersed, and a young man walked slowly surrounded by everyone. The young man was covered in snow-white, like a merry and talented man in the Central Plains. Whether it is image, handsomeness, or bearing, it is so incompatible with the horse thieves around him.

The young man slowly raised his horsewhip and pointed at the tribe in front of him, "The tribe that Father Khan said...... Is that them?"

"Yes, little prince!" said the old man beside him, bowing his head.

"Tatam, I'll leave the rest to you, I just want the result. The young man said lightly and turned to leave. Under the escort of his men, he came to a spacious tent. A large cauldron in the middle of the tent was boiling lamb at the moment.

The pot water boiled, and large pieces of mutton tumbled in the water, and the rich aroma spread with the steaming of the heat. The young man walked slowly towards the cauldron, retaining his demeanor at first, but when he reached the back, he stepped forward in three steps and two steps.

Lift the cauldron, pull out a scimitar, fork a piece of mutton, and put it in your mouth. The starving ghost was reincarnated, and he didn't mind the boiling hot mutton just out of the pot. And his subordinates, watching their master gobble up, quietly swallowed their saliva.

But even so, none of the men made the slightest move, and even their eyes did not blink. From the point of view of discipline, they can never be as simple as horse thieves. Disciplined and fierce, like an army more like a horse thief.

After the young man had eaten his fill, he slowly came to the side of the couch and sat down, "Are you very hungry?"

"If you go back to the little prince, we are not hungry!" replied the four men.

"I want to hear the truth!" the little prince's eyes were cold, and his indifferent voice sounded faintly.

"Hungry!"

The little prince showed a faint smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to point to the pot where the mutton was boiling in front of him, "You guys eat, all of us can have a full meal today." There are still women to sleep with, for three years, and for three years we have been hiding in the dark and waiting for three years. They finally relaxed their vigilance, and now that the Holy Maiden had left, the people of the Immortal Heavenly Palace were panicked...... We can eat boldly and take back everything that belongs to me with confidence. ”

The little prince seemed to be saying to his subordinates, and he seemed to be saying it to himself. When the little prince raised his head again, four of his men were already fighting around the mutton pot. Looking at this scene, a smile appeared on the little prince's face.

"The little prince—" A voice woke the little prince from his dream, and Tatam broke into the tent in a rage, shouting at the little prince with a red face.

It's been three years, and Tatam has aged a lot. Three years ago, when he followed Allah, he had gray hair. Three years have passed, and Tatam's hair has turned white. But even so, Tatam is still stronger, even stronger than many young people.

Tatam proved his loyalty. Even though Allah Khan had been defeated, he never turned his back. After a pretended surrender, Tatam secretly left and hid in the mountains with a group of loyal warriors.

No one knew of their existence, and they hid in the dark for three years. The only time Tatam went out was to go to the Central Plains to pick up the little prince whom Allah had secretly sent to the Central Plains.

"Found something?" the little prince's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at the old Tatam with anticipation.

"Found it!" Tatam strode forward and rolled the sheepskin in his hand in front of the little prince, "This is the map coordinates of the holy relics, and this is the map of the mausoleum where the holy relics are stored."

It was still the Great Khan who was wise enough to find out the whereabouts of the rebellion of the Radiant Empire and did not tell Williams, but quietly hid the secret. This relic will be sent by the Radiant Empire to his Holy Knights to find it, and it must be precious.

The legend of the relics has the power of the gods, and when we get the relics, we can gain strength, and we can also use them to make a deal with the Radiant Empire to help us restore the country. Although the Immortal Maiden is powerful, the Pope of the Radiant Empire is known as a living god. Little prince, don't worry, as long as there is a little hope, the old slave will not give up. I will make you the Khan of the steppe anew, and I will make all the betrayers tremble under the iron horses of our Tuye tribe. ”

"Thank you Uncle Tatam, my father Khan used to tell me when he was alive that Tatam was his most loyal brother. Without Uncle Tatam, I might have died long ago. Although now I am the master and you are a servant, I still hope that Uncle Tatam will take me as his adopted son......"

"Little Prince, please don't say anything like that again. You are my master, and if you say such things, others will laugh at the little prince. Without further ado, since we have found the place of the holy relic, we had better leave immediately......"

"No hurry!" the little prince waved his hand to reject Tatam's proposal, "The brothers have endured so many years of hardship, and not a single day has had a good life. Many brothers have forgotten the taste of meat and women. Tonight, let the brethren have a good time. ”

"Yes!" Tatam nodded yes.

"Go down and tell the brethren that tonight, eat all the meat and play with the women, and tomorrow they will all be killed, and it will be a waste if you don't die." Moreover, this is only the beginning, and in the days to come, we will get better and better, I promise in the name of the Khan of the Tuye Khanate. ”

"Good!"

Madness played out among the tribes, laughter mixed with howls and screams rang out everywhere. Today is the nightmare of this small tribe, they do not want to escape this catastrophe, the only thing they hope is that the nightmare will pass as soon as possible.

The madness continued into the wee hours of the morning, and the horse thieves tossed wildly all night. But before the sun rose at dawn, they set off again in good spirits. Even if they haven't slept all night, even if they have been crazy all night, they are not tired. These people who have been holding back for too long will be afraid even the devil once they are excited.

Green smoke rose, and all the people of the small tribe were killed and then gathered together to be burned in unison. Under the smoke and dust, the team of horse thieves gradually disappeared into the distance.

The grass has withered and yellowed, and the breeze is mixed with a chill that penetrates through the bones. Although it has not yet started to snow, experienced steppe people know that this winter will be cold.

Facing the map, the little prince ordered people to pause. Directly in front of them, there was a small mound. The mound is low and ordinary, without the slightest speciality. But this ordinary mound is the target of the map.

Putting away the map, the little prince pointed to the mound and said to Tatam, "This is it, but we need to dig it from the east." In order to prevent anyone from discovering it, they buried the mausoleum. ”

"Understood!" Tatam nodded in response, his voice falling to the ground, and waving his hand to the men behind him, "Dig for me!"

Hundreds of warriors rushed towards the mound with shovels, as if they were in a charge, a battle for position.

The sun gradually revealed the sky, gradually rising higher and higher, and gradually emitting light and heat above everyone's heads. The excavation was still in full swing, but the little prince sitting on the grass behind him couldn't wait.

Over and over again, he took out the sheepskin and compared it to the mountain and the surrounding environment. If it weren't for the fact that the location on the map was indeed here, he wouldn't even have thought he had read it wrong.

"Found it!" Just as the little prince's patience was being worn away a little, a cheer of surprise came from afar. The little prince jumped to his feet with a swoop, and hurried to the place where the sound came from.

A small hole appeared in front of him, the hollow was so dark that it could only accommodate one person to penetrate. Around the entrance to the cave were hard, black, shiny rocks. It's not that his subordinates don't want to dig the hole wide, but they really can't dig it.

The little prince picked up the oil lamp and wanted to go inside, but just about to move, he was grabbed by Tatam, "Little prince, the hole has just been dug up, and there must be poisonous gas inside." We need to wait a while, at least an hour, and after an hour the old slave will accompany the little prince in. ”

The little prince's eyes flashed with unwillingness, but when he thought that he had waited for three years, an hour was nothing, he nodded silently.