Cold lights on snowy nights, 10,000 bonfires in the Kerebu camp imprint through the night sky.

The largest golden tent in the Kereh camp is also the gorgeous big tent where Ye Hu convenes the nobles for a banquet, which can accommodate hundreds of people. Although it is not as good as the Daming Hall of the Lin Khan Palace, it is not small.

At this time, the hot charcoal in the golden tent filled the entire brightly lit tent, which made everyone's cheeks red, and it also just covered the nervous and red cheeks of many people, making people unable to detect the thoughts in their hearts.

At this moment, Bao Yuanqian and his party were already sitting on the left side of the main seat, while Sarenya had changed his identity to the honor of the noble and Ye Hu blood relatives, and was at the top of the right side of the main throne.

Bao Yuanqian looked at his younger brother's frowning brows on the side, and there was no longer a look of daytime giggling. Looking at the fat beef and sheep roasted meat on the table but having no appetite, he naturally learned about the turmoil of this banquet in the tent, and he had no intention of feasting at this moment.

Bao Yuanqian patted him, and glanced at him so that he didn't have to be nervous, this time there was a plot between the wind and Misht, they were just spectators. As long as you take down the Mijabana, everything will be solved.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he obliquely glanced at the Varats not far away, who, like them, were invited to join as guests. It's just that these people may be diplomatic guests to the Kree, but to their own party, they are your enemies to the death.

Those Warat people also seemed to notice Bao Yuanqian, and looked elsewhere as if intentionally or unintentionally, their expressions shaking.

It was a place of drinking and feasting, and no one had come with knives, but even then he kept half an eye on the group even when he was drinking.

Outside the tent are more than a dozen halberd bearers of guards, guarding the golden horde and bringing an aura of slaughter.

Mishte and Mishpana walked out of the tent and slowly sat down under the care of the maids, which also represented the official beginning of the banquet.

Bao Yuanqian didn't have time to have fun with these Kelie nobles, he carefully observed the characters and movements around him, and a few of the disciples brought by the Feng seniors came to mix with the Warat people, but the Feng seniors themselves were not there, and he naturally knew in his heart what the Feng seniors were doing, and this move was very critical and he didn't know if it could go smoothly.

"This time, Sarenya finally returned to Kereh after a thousand hardships and dangers, which is really the first fortunate thing for my department." Mi Shibana suddenly interrupted everyone, looked at Saren Ya with a smile, and then sighed softly and said with a worried smile, "It's just... Our department has always been at odds with Warat, and now that its traces are exposed, it is necessary to migrate again to avoid chaos."

Although she said that she was worried, she consciously or unconsciously alluded to the fact that Misht had brought a lot of trouble to the Kereb in order to save Sarenya.

Sarenya just smiled lightly, and Misht on the side raised his glass but said disdainfully, "When do we need to see the faces of the Warats? We are Yuanchen, and our ancestors have always been loyal to the Yuan room when eating Yuanlu bento. Besides, if my own pearl is covered with dust but cannot be saved, won't it disgrace the reputation of my Kereh tribe in the north of the country?"

Mi Shi said coldly, "Oh? Ye Hu is not afraid of tigers at a young age, and it seems that he has already had a good plan. If Na Mahamu led the crowd to attack, Ye Hu must be able to wipe it out with thousands of soldiers and horses in one fell swoop, and then enter the lord of Helin, right? If this is the case, I should be able to do ZTE."

She said this in a loud tone, but in fact it was a murderous and mocking.

Defeat Mahamu, enter the lord and forest, and rejuvenate Kereh. None of these three things are out of reach for the current Kreebe, and they are like knives into Misht's heart.

Sure enough, the Kereh nobles at the banquet exchanged their heads one after another, and they were all quite pessimistic about the future of the Kereh tribe, although they had always disagreed with the Warat people, but they also had to admit that no matter which one of the three Warat tribes was much stronger than themselves.

Although the little Kereh tribe was rebellious, if Mahamu was to find and send troops to attack because of this, they would not be able to bear the loss. They had been wandering for decades and had managed to find a stable land, and now it would not be a good thing for them to migrate again because they had offended the most powerful Mahamu of Warat.

"I heard that the prince of Namaham has always been very good to Princess Sarenya, and if he can get married, he will always be in harmony."

"Yes, Ye Hu acted in a hurry this time, offending Mahamu, and our Kereh tribe had no choice but to migrate for his life

What about the people?"

"Fart! Then Mahamu is a bird, and the marriage match of our princess Kerebe is the turn of the Avarat people!?"

"Do you have a strategy to defend against the enemy?!"

"You!"

The nobles also revealed their dissatisfaction with Misht and Sarenya, and although there were occasional objections, they were drowned in the tide. After all, they are more of vested interests, and they can't afford to have their cake taken away from them.

Seeing that his words had thrown out the crisis, which resonated with the nobles of Warat, Mizhbana continued, "Knowing that we are striking a stone with an egg, we cannot gamble with what we have left. It's just that Sarenaya is the pearl of our Kerebu, so naturally it can't be at the mercy of others. Fortunately, Na Mahamu was not an arrogant and unreasonable person, and he did not pursue the loss of Sarenya, nor did he say that he would send troops to fight against our Kereh..."

Before she finishes speaking, there must be something to follow.

When everyone heard that things had taken a turn for the better, it seemed that the pearl of their tribe did not have to go to Helin again, and the tribe would not be attacked and migrate. In such a happy event, both those who supported Yazhbana and those who opposed the return of Sarenya fell silent.

Naturally, there had been a secret communication with the people and horses sent by Mizhbana, and at this time, Mizhbana looked at the group of Warats in the middle of the banquet. The military attache of Warat, who was the leader, stood up and said, "What Kedun said is true, my family master has no intention of making enemies with you. Since Princess Nasarenya has returned to Helin, it also means that she has no relationship with my prince, so there is no need to force it. It's just that... This time, he was in chaos with Lin, and the sweat was lost. We have only come to bring back one person, and that is the lost Great Yuan Khan!"

As he spoke, he looked at Bao Yuanqian, who was on the side, and said, "As long as we bring the Great Khan back, we don't care about the rest. At that time, in order to reconcile with the Kereh Ministry, the Taishi will give Kereh horses and mules and horses to express his gratitude."

Bao Yuanqian's heart sank when he heard this, although he had been prepared, but when the contradiction was brought to him, he still chuckled. He quietly sipped the wine in his glass, and he didn't have to look up to know that the almost cannibalistic gaze of everyone in the tent was now watching him.

When the nobles of the Kereh tribe heard that there was such a good thing, Mahamu not only did not attack them, but also only had an outsider, which had no loss to their Kereh tribe at all, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Mi Shi smiled and said, "My lords, I said it a long time ago. This distinguished guest is the third prince of Emperor Tianyuan, and now his identity is clear, and he should be under the control of the grassland under the ruler of Helin, why has he lived in my small Kelie Department for a long time?"

"According to me, Mahami's condition is really beneficial and harmless to our Kereh, and it is a great joy for both families. The throne of the Khan cannot be without a king for a day, first, the third prince will return to Helin early to stabilize the hearts of the people in the grassland, and secondly, my Kereh Department will also be spared the scourge of soldiers, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

She smiled and looked at Misht on the side, "What do you say? Ye Hu." Although the two had political differences, they were both of the ruling class of Kreh. On this issue, she believed that Misht did not want to be pressed on the head of the Great Yuan Prince, which was the reason for her question.

Mishte's expression did not move, and he smiled lightly for a while: "Yes, Grandma's words are not unreasonable. A kingdom cannot be left without a king for a day, and though I am young, I understand righteousness."

Bao Yuanqian was not alarmed, but Bao Butong and Gao Shouzheng beside him were cold.

They don't know what the Great Khan is, and they don't know what country can't be without a king for a day. They only knew that Bao Yuanqian shared weal and woe with them, and no one wanted to fight him, they all looked at Bao Yuanqian and waited for him to make trouble, and they were about to break out in an instant!

"Hahaha... Yes, Kedun is right." But he didn't expect Bao Yuanqian to laugh back in no hurry, and nodded meaningfully yes.

A few people next to him were wondering but saw the eyes of Sarenya on the table, Sarenya shook her head lightly and signaled them not to mess around, and several people knew that Sarenya was Bao Yuanqian's woman, so they naturally stabilized their temper.

Bao Yuanqian's smile was unexpected by the people in the audience, whether it was the Mi Zhi or the nobles who thought that Bao Yuanqian had something tirade, but they didn't expect it to accept it gladly, so it was a little cold.

"Now the wine has passed three rounds, dishes. The mood is in full swing and it coincides with such a fortunate event, why don't you go out and dance the sword to celebrate the good night?" Behind the nobleman of Kereh came a military general, Dagan, drew his sword and asked for instructions.

Bao Yuan

From a glance, this Ha Chu is one of the six commanders of the army, and it is also the inner line of Mijabana. He already knew that this was a Hongmen banquet, but who did he mean to come out of Xiang Zhuang to dance the sword?

"Yes." Mi's excitement is great, and he doesn't notice anything unusual and naturally agrees.

I saw that Naha was out of the tiger's back and bee's waist, holding the sword and dancing with a staggered pace, and the sharp sword blade flicked its tail like a silver snake during the banquet, and there was a buzzing sound.

He took three steps forward and two steps back, and several times the blade of the sword brushed the tip of Bao Yuanqian's nose, and the people who watched the land were thrilled.

Although everyone is an outsider, they also know that Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is intended for Pei Gong, and they can't help but mention Bao Yuanqian's sweat.

Bao Butong stared at Ha Chu with cold eyes, and his fists were clenched tightly. But Bao Yuanqian was unmoved, and he didn't take the aggressive sword edge to heart at all.

His ears were so powerful that he heard the sound of swords outside the tent as early as when he asked for a sword dance, and no one at the Golden Horde Banquet brought any armor, and Mishte only brought a few halberd-wielding men.

However, the Mi Man's body was close behind him, and he was protected by several armor-clad elites. Now, the axe hand outside the tent is shaking his heartstrings.

There are words that he can trust him unconditionally, but he is not flustered at all.

"Huh." Suddenly, he let out a deep voice, and a sword was held at Bao Yuanqian with a posture of wanting to hold him hostage, and he thought he had a plan.

"Kill!" He burst out, but when he was about to arrive, he stopped, and actually drew his sword and stabbed at the fur clothed Mi Zhina!

Mi Shi Na never expected that he, who was buried by his own side, would actually stab himself in the battle!!

"Poof!" It's just that between the lightning and the fire, she has no time to guard against being pierced by a sword!

Ha Chu drew his sword and came out, and the Mi Shi was brought out of the table, and blood was splashed on the spot!

She fell to the ground and twitched twice, and then there was no movement!

This abrupt change shook the Kreh nobles in the banquet, not to mention that the Mi Shi couldn't react, even the well-trained armor soldiers behind him who were close at hand didn't have time to react, and this Mi Shi was stabbed to death by his own people with a sword!

"Do it!" Some of the Kreh nobles who were complicit in Mishpan saw that Misht had jumped out of the throne and lost the opportunity to attack immediately!

They knew that the axemen outside the tent were all of their own, and that there were only a small number of Mishit's halberd-wielding guards outside the tent. The reason why they dared to do it was because there were very few people with them on this trip, so they dared to act tonight. Now, even if the Mishi body dies, they can lead their troops to kill Misht.

They blew the bone whistle, and saw the knife and axe men outside the tent start one after another, and the felt tents were cut and poured in.

Although the halberd outside the door reacted in time, he was also beyond the reach of the whip.

Just when these Kereh nobles were proud, they saw that these swordsmen and axes who broke through the tent did not go towards Mysht, but wanted to rush to their own group!

Wrong! This is not their subordinates!

It's just that before they could react, these incoming sword and axe men had already slashed down the armor warriors of Mijabana, and even took them all down!

"What about our people!?" An unwilling Kree nobleman roared, "Where did Misht gather such a large number of centaurs tonight!?"

He didn't understand, they found out tonight that Misht was lightly armed, and that all the guards and soldiers were stationed outside the camp, and their men were watching every move.

They had already conspired with Mijabana, and after using Ha De as the inner sword dancer, their own sword and axe men outside the big tent surrounded the golden horde, preparing to kill Misht and the patriarchs who supported him.

But why did the axemen come not his own people, but the people of Misht, and where did these people come from? Where did the self-deployed men go?

At this time, a strong old man in a black robe walked into the outside, and it was Feng Saizhang.

Feng Saizhang threw the secret letter in his hand in front of these captured nobles, "Your people? Naturally, I went back to the camp on your orders and fell asleep."

When the nobles looked at the content of this secret letter, the handwriting and stamps were no different from what they had written, but the content was very different!!

The secret letter they intended to send troops to attack and kill Misht has now become an order for their subordinates to wait and not move!

"It's not our secret letter, you're a liar!!"

Misht sneered, "Take them all down and wait for them to fall."

The armor soldiers entered and took away the rebels, and the remaining elders of the Kereh nobles were puzzled and worried.

Misht took out a scroll of sheepskin letters from his bosom and reassured everyone: "Don't worry, uncles and elders, I, Misht, am not the master of innocent slaughter. In fact, it was this Mi-like sinister envoy who secretly communicated with Mahamu's envoy that he intended to kill Benye and seize power, and then return the Kereh tribe to the Khoros."

He gathered the letter in his hand and said, "The evidence of the crime is here, and it is his henchman who has handed it to me. If you don't believe me, you can see if I'm innocent or helpless."

Those nobles stepped forward to inspect one after another, and saw that the handwriting and stamps were all the seals of Kedun, and they were here.

Only then did they understand the cause and effect, and it turned out that this Mi Shi really wanted to seize the throne. They wanted to look at the group of Warat messengers, but they didn't expect that these people had already been killed by the sons and grandsons of the Fengsai Zhang's disciples who had already erupted, and there was no proof of their death.

Bao Yuanqian looked funny, and silently admired these disciples' ability to deceive again.

This secret letter is naturally fake, and it is not given by Ha Chu, but it is more convincing in the name of Ha Chu.

The purpose of Mizhbana was only to exchange letters with the Warat envoys to understand the situation, and wanted to control Misht to seize power and return Bao Yuanqian to Mahamu, but he did not think of returning the Kereh tribe to the Shun Ross tribe.

There was not a day when Misht did not want to get rid of Mizhbana, but there was no valid excuse. Although he can rely on his soldiers and horses to kill Mizhbana, but doing so will cause suspicion and turmoil in the Kreh tribe, and the Kreh nobles with ulterior motives will use this as an excuse to cause a big split, and the loyal Kreh elders will become distracted from him for killing his stepmother without guilt.

This is a price that Misht cannot accept, and the lack of an excuse to kill one person like Mi Mist causes a split in the Cree, which is more than worth the loss.

And it just so happened that the envoy of Warat and Feng Saizhang came, and Feng Saizhang gave him an excellent excuse and ironclad evidence, that is, Mi Zhiban's collusion with the internal nobles wanted to attack and kill Ye Hu and return to the Yuros Department.

Now that the "ironclad evidence" is here, he Misht killed her on the grounds of counterinsurgency, and at the same time, he was able to appease the hearts of the nobles of Kreh, so that they would not deviate from morality.

As for this stamp, it was left when the Mija Pan colluded with the messenger of Wara, and what a skill the disciples and grandchildren of the Wind Saizhang disciples were, and naturally they also saw the handwriting and stamps from the Mi Prana in the hands of the Warat people, so they re-forged a handwriting and letter to block everyone's mouths.

As for how the henchmen are anti-water, this has to talk about the golden knife plan of the wind. When Mizhbana colluded with the Varat envoys, Feng Saizhang said that he should ask Yazhbana for a personal token, so that he could prove his identity and sincerity to Mahamu when he returned to Helin.

The messenger of Warat asked for this, and the Mi Shi had no choice but to take off the short knife he was wearing, and he had shown his sincerity. However, Feng Saizhang handed over the knife to his disciples and grandchildren, and asked them to carry a forged letter to Mahamu and say that after the matter was completed, he would kill Ha De to seal his mouth.

If it is an ordinary letter, he naturally doesn't believe it, but this short knife like a man is here, so he can't believe it.

Ha De himself did his best to do things for him, but in the end he wanted to hide himself with all his bow, looking at this short knife that was stamped with a seal, and the evidence was ironclad.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and in order to save his life, he simply ran to Misht to confess his guilt.

Misht asked him to plan and wait for the opportunity to assassinate Mishibana, and only then did he have a scene of guilt and meritorious service.

In this way, the sword-dancing Ha Chu has already quietly turned against the water, and the order of the Kree nobles who colluded with him to transfer troops has long been replaced by a fake letter by Feng Saizhang, and both inside and outside have come to naught, not to mention that he also forged a fake letter that is like a man who returns to Rous, and this banquet has been doomed to the end since the beginning.

Another bloody internal coup d'état, another reckoning within the Kree Ministry, and the rebellious henchmen were uprooted one by one.

"Brother-in-law, you're a smart man." Misht looked at the bloody scene of the reckoning in the Kereh Ministry, and said a word to Bao Yuanqian lightly.

After that, Misht didn't do anything to Bao Yuanqian, maybe because of the wind, maybe.. He didn't mean it that way.

Two days after the coup d'état that night, Bao Yuanqian did not practice the exercises and did not sleep that day.

He lifted the curtain and looked at the starry sky outside, thinking about Misht's prosaic words.

"Brother-in-law, you're a smart man."

"What's wrong? I saw that you were absent-minded for the past two days, and that you had something on your mind?" Sarenya approached with her coat on.

Bao Yuanqian lowered the curtain, turned around and hugged Sarenya and said, "Crescent moon, now that Mizu-like power has been removed. This Kereb is also less restless, and you can rest easy."

He knew very well that Feng Saizhang had come to solve these problems, and he would also cover up the traces of the Kereh Ministry, and if he returned a false news, it would be difficult for Mahamu to find the Kereh Ministry.

Now that the internal and external troubles are gone, Sarenya is safe.

"Batu, are you leaving soon?" Sarenya buried her head in his bosom for a long time before she could say a word.

Bao Yuanqian was a little stunned, tightened his arms and said, "Butong that kid told you?"

Sa Renya shook her head and said, "Wasn't the original intention of taking the seal at the beginning to go south and return to Ming? It's just that there is no one in the past, and I don't want to think about it later. Now that the matter has reached the juncture, there is no way to avoid it."

She knew very well that it was difficult for Bao Yuanqian to have a place to stand when he was in Saibei, and along the way, this identity was constantly assassinated, and the crisis was ups and downs. Moreover, the original intention of taking the seal was also to go south to the Ming Dynasty in order to enter the ruling class.

Bao Yuanqian had spent several months in the grassland, and he knew that there was no longer his foothold here, and it was useless to have a puppet title. He can only get a piece of the pie from the giant beast of Daming in order to cultivate his own power.

She really wanted to go south with him, but she knew sensibly that it was a fantasy. Fluttershy can be enlightened, and Blue's can be reconciled, but she can't. Her identity is remarkable, and she can't stand out from everyone like Fluttershy Blue.

Her identity is also known, and if Guiming is placed under the influence of the Ming Dynasty, then her freedom will not be allowed to her. If Wara learns and asks her to return to the grassland under the pretext, the Ming Dynasty will not ask her opinion, and she will only become a pawn in the game between the two countries again. At that time, everything will return to square one, and she will once again become a caged bird in the forest.

And Bao Yuanqian didn't want to stay with Kelie for a long time, but he was still troubled by his identity, and one mountain could not accommodate two tigers. He thought of Misht's meaningful words and knew it was time for him to leave.

Sarenya is a blood relative of Misht, who can treat him with courtesy. But he is not, his identity as the crown prince of the Tianyuan Emperor will always become a thorn in the road to Misht's power, and it is irreconcilable.

Although the identities of a pair of people are respected by themselves, they also taste the bitter fruits of their identities in the end.

His journey south was unpredictable, and he could only rest assured that he would put Sarenya in the Kereh Division. Otherwise, with his strength and foundation, he would not be able to protect Sarenya in the Ming Dynasty at all.

Men, whether ancient or modern, still have the strength and ability to be qualified to pursue love.

"Crescent moon, you wait for me, you must wait for me to return." Bao Yuanqian seemed to rub Sarenya into his body, and his eyes were blazing: "When I return to Saibei, I will definitely be famous in Saibei." As I said, I must give you a piece of paradise and a great territory."

"I.... I will not fail you!" Bao Yuanqian said that his eyes were already clear here, as if there was a layer of mist.

Sarenya nodded vigorously, holding his face in trust and muttering, "Batu, I will always believe in my Batu. The crescent moon will definitely wait for the day you return, and your crescent moon will never forget you!"

Bao Yuanqian was greatly moved, he didn't expect Sa Renya to be so discerning. When he said goodbye, he did not question and criticize him, but showed infinite trust generously.

Seeing that he was moved, Sa Renya tiptoed to kiss the tears in the corners of his eyes and said cowardly: "Brother Bao, inaction is in the wrong way, and the children are stained with scarves. Shall we not be the little daughter and be generously separated?"

Bao Yuanqian said: "It's a good sentence for children to dip the towel together, I really love the temperament of your grassland daughter

。 It's not a man, but it's more open-minded than that man, my crescent moon."

Sarenya rolled her eyes slyly, and then said with affection in her eyebrows, "Really? Then I'll let you see the wildness and enthusiasm of the prairie woman..."As soon as the words fell, she pushed Bao Yuanqian straight to the top, and she rode straight on his waist and bowed down to kiss Bao Yuanqian.

In the meantime, the beautiful clouds and rain are unspeakable.

......

When the warm sun shone on the snow of the far north again, a team of dozens of fast horses was already galloping on the southbound road. They rushed towards the glorious dawn and went all the way in the unknown direction.

On the hill outside the camp of the Kerebu, two horsemen stood.

"Brother-in-law is not an ordinary person, little sister, you should believe that your choice will not be wrong." Mishte was dressed in a robe and immediately looked at the back of Bao Yuanqian and the others who were gone.

Sarenya looked hopefully into the distance and muttered, "I'll always wait for him."