468.Chapter 468

And so, the centaur Khan and his entourage, with mixed feelings, entered the very center of the city, the former Supreme Council, now the Polotsk Imperial Palace. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info goes to meet the former rival he hasn't seen in years. Who is currently funded.

Looking at William, who was sitting on the throne, wearing a full military uniform, wearing various medals and swords decorated with gems, smiling confidently and calmly, Sele Khan was in a trance for a while. He also remembered the scene when he first met William. At that time, he was still dominant. If William's father hadn't killed him in the end, then the current heir to the Hereford family, the best commander in the world, and the king of the Bolotsk Kingdom, would have been his ghost.

Over time, although he inherited the legal system of the Tartarya Khanate, he also called himself Khan. But the Tartariya Khanate is already yesterday. The tribes are scattered, and their power is declining very much. Not to mention that it is no longer like before, controlling all the ethnic groups in the entire steppe region and becoming the Khan of Ten Thousand Khans, even if the centaurs and all the centaur tribes in the Ruthenia region are gathered together, it will not be possible.

To the south, his three older brothers each had the support of a group of tribes. Behind these tribes is the support of dark elves with milk chocolate complexion and pointed ears. None of them was stronger than him, the orthodox Khan of Tartaria.

William, on the other hand, succeeded in leading the Hereford family, and successfully flew a powerful enemy. Despite his presence in Ruthenia, the merchants who had passed by had told him the news of the arrival. His former enemies have captured the entire kingdom of Wend, plus Bolotsk, Novgorod and Kholmgard. His armies have conquered several human nations, and most recently, the Emperor was disarmed in a war.

It was a big battle with more than 200,000 participants. A real, huge war. The Tartariya Khanate, which was once able to mobilize an army of 200,000 troops, is now unable to mobilize even a fraction of that number.

In no more than ten years, when the two sides meet again, their nominal status is not far apart, but the actual strength is very different. This huge gap made it difficult for Saile Khan to adapt for a while, and he almost didn't want to accept it. He subconsciously looked up at William, and a strong jealousy and hatred surged in his heart - he knew that if it weren't for this man, the Second Great Frontier War wouldn't have been fought like that. The Tartariya Khanate, if not invincible, will never lose everything.

In the final analysis, the collapse and disintegration of the khanate, and the main culprit for his fall to this point was William. In a sense, William was his father-killer. And from any point of view, William is his enemy, his greatest enemy, and his greatest enemy, the opponent who should be killed the most.

In an instant, Serehan even had an urge to die with him. His hand subconsciously moved towards the hilt of the knife at his waist. But it was only for a moment, and he calmed down.

You can't kill him, you can't even show the slightest disrespect in front of him.

Yes, that's right, the hatred between William and the Hereford family, with him, with the entire centaur race, with the Tartarya Khanate, could not be washed away even by drying the waters of the Volga. But the problem is that he can't kill William now, because his race, his tribe, his khanate, his relatives, his dependents, and even himself, all of them, whether they can continue to survive, whether they can continue to live, all depend on William. Depends on a word, an order, a hint, or even a look from William.

A word can decide life, and a word can also decide death. Everything was under William's control.

This feeling is really bad, and it couldn't be worse. Sele Khan only felt as if his heart was being held in his hands and squeezed hard, painful, suffocating, and uncomfortable.

But in the end, he made a decision, and in an instant, as if it were a thousand years, he lowered his head, and then, deciding that it was not enough, he bent down, and then simply fell to his knees. Prostrate before this powerful monarch who can control the fate of centaurs.

One of the things that made him happy, but also sad and sad, was that before he knelt, his attendants, the general, his two cousins, and one of his younger brothers all rushed to their knees in front of William. Out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't see the slightest reluctance on their faces, he only saw fear, fear, piety, awe, and reason.

The peoples of the steppe are the most realistic. They fear the strong, they obey the strong, and the strong can give them what they want. Even taking a life is a matter of course. Thinking of this, the last bit of unwillingness in Sele Khan's heart also vanished. He reverently knelt down in front of William, as if praying to Tengri, and said aloud what he had heard a few years ago, and who might have committed suicide in shame:

"O great, almighty, holy and invincible King of House Hereford, ruler of the Great Frontier, king of the steppes and ruler of all tribes, accept the loyalty and allegiance of the centaurs, and accept the submission of the Tartarians. From this day forward, all Tartarian centaurs will be your people, your most loyal servants, your lowliest slaves and most faithful soldiers. We will herd the sheep for you, lead the horses for you, and conquer any enemy in your name. Accept our loyalty, O great king......"

His words surprised William, who was sitting on the upper hand, a little.

Despite Selehan's head lowered, William could see the silhouette of his youth from the contours of his face and the glances he had seen before. It was unimaginable that the unruly centaur nobleman would prostrate himself in front of him as if he were a slave, wailing humbly.

As if he had said it before, William thought it was a great feeling. Even he felt like he wanted to float. Pleasantly want to kill.

As I said before, there is nothing in this world that is more comfortable than the humble prostrate prostrate of one's former enemies in front of oneself.

William almost burst out laughing.

But of course, William didn't laugh.

As mentioned before, the centaur's trusted khan is smart and worthy of cultivation. Since this is the case, then he is also willing to give him a chance. These guys, this Sele Khan, the last khan of the Tartarya Khanate, will become one of the most important pawns in his hands......

Since he is the most important chess piece, it is natural that the attitude towards him should not be too bad. William immediately made a frightened expression, then immediately stood up, and then walked quickly in front of Sele Khan, stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, as he seemed surprised, incomprehensible, and even ashamed, to Serehan, "Your father, Sarida Khan, is a hero admired by the whole world, and you have known me since I was only the son of a baron. We've known each other for so long. The Tartariya Khanate, also allied with the Hereford family, has helped each other for so long - you are my best friend, my best brother, and you are my most honored guest here. There is no superiority between the Khan of Tartaria and the King of House Hereford, and you must never wronged yourself like this!"

To be honest, there was a moment when William said it—of course, only for a moment—that made Selehan really feel that what he said was sincere.

However, in the next instant, Sele Khan broke out in a cold sweat - how could it be possible to believe that such a thing of a king was sincere. This is simply the way to die.

Of course, of course, even if William's words were really sincere, Sele Khan would never dare to go further.

"Your Majesty's words are really terrifying. Sele continued to try to fall to his knees, but William's hands were like iron tongs, clutching his wrists, making him unable to kneel.

"This guy's strength is so strong!" said Sai Lei secretly exclaimed in his heart, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

All in all, the next audience was a bit boring. William kept saying that the two sides were equals, partners, friends, allies, and brothers, while Seray always wanted to bow his head and say that he was a vassal. The two sides fought for a while, and William reluctantly agreed. Then the two sides signed an alliance as quickly as possible, stipulating the status and power of both sides.

In the treaty it was clearly specified that the Tartarya Khanate was renamed the Crimean Khanate. The Centaurs relinquished their rights over the Cuman, Kipchak steppes, Ruthenia, and Pyrm regions, and retained separate claims over the Tronica region. The suzerainty and territorial rights of the above-mentioned regions, as well as the various steppe nomadic tribes and centaur tribes in the above-mentioned regions, will all be under the will of the Hereford family, that is, William, who will become the common suzerainty of the steppe nomadic tribes, replacing the position of the Centaur Khan of the Tartarian Khanate.

"That's it," William finally got what he expected, what he expected from this Sele Khan, the fame, the righteousness. If you don't have strength, you're nothing. But if you have enough strength, then the righteous name is the icing on the cake......

By the way, the icing on the cake is that in recent times, the Hereford family has built quite a few jacquard looms, which are very pleasant to satisfy the quantity of textiles as well as the quality. Whether industrial, agricultural, commercial, cash or food crops, the Hereford family is advancing by leaps and bounds. If this momentum continues, it will no longer be a dream to unify the whole world...... Probably, that's it, that's right.