In the spring of March, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the suburbs of the Western Regions are more emerald green and red, and the scenery is beautiful.

A black and red jade-banded phoenix butterfly flapped its wings and flew over a cluster of purple and blue flowers, landing on the dry and messy hair of the wooden wing sitting in the wooden cart, and the young man's dirty little face, which had been gloomy for nine days, finally showed a smile on his little face, and he reached out to grab it.

The jade ribbon phoenix butterfly suddenly flew up, passing through eighteen clansmen wearing leather armor and riding war horses, and flew into the distance, his eyes followed, as if he wanted to see where the butterfly flew, and the next moment, the smile suddenly disappeared.

I saw butterflies flying on the official road, and suddenly rushed past a group of burly and majestic Western Qin soldiers, and the leading lieutenant took out his waist knife and slashed it down.

The beautiful butterfly was cracked in half, just like that killing night, the bravest Uncle Aru in the tribe was cracked in half by the Western Qin Meng.

"Haha......"

With the rude laughter of the captain of the Western Qin, the Western Qin army disappeared at the end of the official road.

The trembling clansmen who dismounted and stood on the side of the road breathed a sigh of relief and got back on the road.

"Is Tsukifa scared?"

A gentle voice sounded in his ear, and a large hand slapped on his head.

Zha Muyi raised his head and looked at his father, who was the head of the Ballu tribe, his frightened eyes slowly disappeared, and he said in a low voice, "Abba, are we going to be slaves to Xiqin in the future?"

Turtun's expression was gloomy, and he didn't know how to answer, the army of Western Qin was too strong, even His Majesty the Great Khan was killed, and there were only more than 30,000 people in the small bald tribe, what could it do?

Zha Muyi looked at the place where the Western Qin Army disappeared: "I know these soldiers just now, their armor is the Western Qin Army trapped in the camp, and the trapped camp general Zhang Song killed Uncle Alu, Zhang Song is Song Baohu's subordinate, Song Baohu is Bai Xuanji's subordinate, Bai Xuanji is the confidant and favorite general of Jiang Yuqing, the king of Western Qin County, who killed the thief Jiang Yuqing, the king of Western Qin County, who did not dare to speak!"

Sooner or later, I will kill Jiang Yuqing one day to avenge my clan and Uncle Alu, my martial realm will soon enter the five grades, I will apprentice to the Shenyin Gate of the Great Zhou, and I will enter the Immortal ...... in ten years."

"Smack!"

Before he finished speaking, he was whipped heavily by his father.

"Abba, why did you hit me?" Zamu Yi looked up at his father, his face full of puzzlement.

Turdun's lips trembled: "In the future, don't mention the name of the Heavenly Khan, the Heavenly Khan has destroyed the entire first-class country in the Western Regions, and the generals and warriors can summon millions in an instant."

Even the mighty Han Da Department and the warlike Extreme Guard Department were killed by his subordinates and blood flowed like a river!

His Majesty the Great Khan of our Sabbath Kingdom An Lu Qiong was killed by him, and there was no hope.

The entire first-class kingdom of the Western Regions trembled at his feet, and the Heavenly Khan was a saint elected by the major tribes, and we must submit to his feet. He unified the grasslands, hills, and cities of the Kunlun Mountains, and I heard that he was a wise monarch who would bring us peace. ”

"Is he really Mingjun?" Zamu asked in a whisper.

"I heard...... He is! Turdun didn't dare to jump to conclusions at will, and said again: "The wizard of the steppe said that he is the Great Venerable, he is only eighteen years old, only four years older than you, and you have no hope in this life!"

The light in Zha Muyi's eyes was gone, and his clenched fist was released: "It's amazing!"

The front has arrived at the tall and majestic Xingling Mansion, and the black pressure in front of the West City Gate is full of ordinary people, businessmen and convoys entering the city, and hundreds of soldiers guarding the city of the West Qin are coldly maintaining order.

The bald tribe carefully lined up, and Zhamu Yi glanced at the gift given to Tian Khan behind him, which was full of nine boxes of brilliant grassland pearls, each of which could be exchanged for a fat sheep!

Will that Heavenly Khan like it?

After waiting for half an hour, the tribesmen finally entered the city, and walked along the dazzling bustling street for another half an hour, and then arrived at the magnificent Honglu Pavilion that received foreign ministers.

At this moment, a group of strangely dressed tribal envoys poured out of the Honglu Pavilion.

Zha Mu Yi's eyes contracted, and he said in surprise: "The genius Lu Yi girl of Feiqing Village, fourteen years old and five grades. And the genius of the Hara Division, Gruel, the eighteen-year-old half-step little grandmaster, ah, there are so many geniuses! Abba, what are they going to do? ”

Turdun was also surprised, and hurriedly stopped a familiar tribal patriarch: "Farewell, where are you going?"

The patriarch smiled bitterly and said: "We have all followed His Majesty the Great Khan Emperor to fight with Western Qin, the Heavenly Khan has not seen us, and the Patriarch of the Eagle Brother of the Extreme Guard Department suggests that we go and kneel down and ask to see, otherwise if we delay any longer, our land and grassland will probably be gone!"

Turdun was taken aback, and immediately pulled his son Zamuyi: "Let's go together!"

Stretching and vast, hundreds of palaces, it is not far from the palace of Xiqin County, which is ten times taller than the Honglu Pavilion, and it is only a blink of an eye.

At this moment, nearly three thousand nobles from various tribes knelt in front of the gate.

Turdun pulled his son and quickly knelt in an inconspicuous corner.

Zamu glanced around cautiously, and the only remaining light in his eyes turned into fear, because his eyes were full of legendary martial arts geniuses and big names, all of whom were unruly and proud in their respective tribes, and now they were all prostrate in front of the door of the Heavenly Khan's house.

He quietly glanced at the gate, and saw more than sixty tall and mighty guards of the Western Qin Gatekeeper, looking around coldly, the heavy black armor on his body and the spear in his hand exuding a heart-warming light.

The Western Qin Army is so terrifying!

It's just that at this moment, no half of the people inside the gate came out, and the nobles of the three thousand tribes were like a group of poor worms.

"Da Da Da ......"

In the distance, a group of silver-armored and mighty soldiers suddenly rushed wildly, led by six tall generals, who entered the county king's mansion directly without notice.

"They are not the soldiers of the Heavenly Khan, why can they go in?" Zamu asked his father in a low voice.

Turdun sighed: "They are the soldiers of the Heavenly Khan, but they are the soldiers of the six major military towns, and they have also been subdued by the Heavenly Khan, and even gave the most beautiful daughter in the family to the Heavenly Khan as his wife."

Zamu Yi's eyes lit up: "My sister is also the first beauty in the tribe, a big hero like Tian Khan, let my sister be his wife too?"

Turdun is a little distraught, you rebel, you just said that you were going to kill Tian Khan, and now Tian Khan has become a big hero again, what do you think? Shaking his head: "Abba thought about it, but he didn't choose it, Tian Khan is not a woman."

"Then he is really a Ming Jun, a big hero who stands up to the sky, all geniuses are afraid of him, and he is not a good woman, I want to be his general!" Zha Muyi's eyes showed a glint of hope again.

At this moment, a group of Western Qin generals and officials suddenly appeared in the county king's mansion, led by an ugly-looking woman, who coldly glanced at the nobles of various tribes:

"The king has an order!"

"Boom, la......" everyone listened with their heads buttoned up.

Turtun hurriedly kowtowed to his son.

"The ownership of the land of each tribe is owned by the Western Qin, and the leaders of the tribes are the generals and officials of the Western Qin tribes, and they are uniformly given edicts and seals, and they will be safe in the future, and the Western Qin will not take half of the land and population.

However, in wartime, it is necessary to immediately respond to the king's troops, and all tribes, Huzhai, and nomadic groups can dispatch warriors at any time to bring their own grain and grass......"

After talking about a bunch of advantages, disadvantages, and trade matters, his voice changed: "Each tribe needs to leave the young patriarch, the little chief, and the little prince as protons, as the generals of Western Qin, and belong to the king of Western Qin County!"

"I'm willing to die for the Heavenly Khan!" Zha Mu Yi was the first to get up, his eyes lit up.

"I'm willing to be driven by the Heavenly Khan!"

"Gruul is willing to be the most loyal general of the Heavenly Khan!"