Chapter 362 [Wolf Cub]

It can be said that from any point of view, the situation on the steppe during this period is undoubtedly somewhat "ridiculous".

The sudden death of the Prairie King, coupled with the killing of his two beloved sons, made the royal court, which was originally quite united, fall apart at once.

In just ten days, what makes people laugh and cry is that there are five "grassland kings" on the grassland, and it is obvious that this is far from the final number.

Because he died too suddenly, the previous king of the grassland did not designate his heir. And the remaining sons who are still alive immediately tore off all hypocrisy for the throne of this king, and directly entered the theme of killing.

In the four days since the death of the Prairie King, tens of thousands of horses and horses have launched a large-scale melee in the Grassland Royal Court, and those fierce steppe iron riders, their scimitars have slashed at the bodies of the same clansmen as themselves, and the horses' hooves trample on the corpses of the clansmen.

The screaming, screaming, and killing lasted for four days, and finally, the sons of several weak steppe kings were uprooted, the tribes were annexed, and the remaining four powerful princes, exhausted, finally stopped fighting.

The meadows around the royal court were already stained with blood, countless dead bodies, burning tents, flags, and black smoke. Originally, this was a sacred place on the grassland, but now it has become a place of death.

The four days of slaughter caused the most powerful tribe in the grassland to suffer huge losses. And in the end, the four princes finally reached a tacit understanding, and they gave up this kind of lose-lose frontal battle. When one of them began to lead the troops back, the remaining three made the same choice at the same time.

Four exhausted beasts. Knowing that he couldn't kill all his opponents, he finally reluctantly chose to retreat and leave.

The once lively royal court soon became a place of death. After the war, no one had the leisure to clean up the battlefield, and the pastures here had been burned to the ground, and the corpses everywhere had become a dead ground.

Once the most powerful tribe on the grassland, its vitality was greatly damaged. And there is no doubt about this. Opportunity for other careerists on the prairie!

The customs of the steppe are different from those of the Rolands. The savage steppe people have no "hereditary" rules, they believe in the respect of the strong. The throne of "Prairie King" is not passed on from Lao Tzu to his son, but which tribe is the strongest, and the patriarch of which tribe will hold it.

Originally, the tribe of the Grassland King was the most powerful tribe on the grassland, with a population of hundreds of thousands, and had occupied the position of the royal court and the grassland king for many years. However, after this fight, there were heavy casualties within the tribe. More than 40,000 soldiers died in the four days of fighting. In addition, in the struggle for the population of the tribe, I don't know how many ordinary people and herdsmen died under the butcher's knife of hostile snobbery.

And in the end, this tribe, which had been greatly injured, was still divided into four parts under the break of the four princes!

When the four princes chose to leave with their subordinates - in fact, this was basically announced, the decline of the strongest tribe in the steppe!

Soon, within ten days, the patriarchs of all the other tribes, large and small, on the steppe. They all received four letters in blood-coated sheepskins—orders in blood-coated sheepskins, a practice that symbolized the royal mandate of the steppe kings.

And these four "royal orders" came from those four princes, who all set themselves up as the new king of the steppe, requiring all tribes to obey their orders and calls, gather troops, and then crusade against the "rebellion".

Of course. The so-called rebellion is his own brother.

Only a few of the weak tribes accepted the call of the steppe king—and these weak tribes had to accept it, because the army of the broken prince was not far from their own tribe.

The vast majority of the tribes were surprisingly silent, and even some of the powerful tribes, after hearing of the division of the royal family, even unceremoniously sent men to drive out the messengers with whips. At the same time, the words came out: "The position of the king of the grassland is to be elected by everyone." Now that the king is dead, the new king should be elected by everyone—just because you, little, want to dictate to me?"

There are also some large tribes. They even immediately gathered the cavalry of the tribe - they were not going to help a certain prince, but to "get a piece of the pie"!

In the original group of powerful lions, the most majestic old lion died, and after the infighting, the remaining four young lion cubs bit each other and were injured all over their bodies, and then when they reacted suddenly, they found that a large number of people suddenly appeared around. Evil wolf with bad intentions!

That's pretty much it.

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Hanmuye was the younger brother of the former King of the Praires. Once in Wang Tingli, he was also the trusted thinker of the King of the Grassland, and he was most familiar with the culture of the Roland people, and was also called "the only civilized person on the prairie" in the aristocratic circle of the Roland people.

Of course, the "peace talks" with Du Wei also improved his status in the grassland royal court a lot.

And after the civil war in the royal court began, this clever guy refused the solicitation and help of several nephews for him at the first time, and then took all his clansmen overnight, and even abandoned a lot of cattle and sheep, abandoned his own pasture, took the army and clansmen, and left the royal court as fast as possible!

The wise Hanmuyah knew that soon it would become a dead place - and if he stayed there, he would be swept up in this fight, and then perish!

His choice was wise, because after the start of the civil war in the royal court, in just four days, several small tribes in the royal court became cannon fodder in the war. Together with their masters, they were killed and made into "human head frames".

On the fifth day of Hanmuye's evacuation of the royal court, tens of thousands of people were exhausted from the migration, and then he met Saladin.

To be precise, Saladin carried a whole 10,000 sharp iron cavalry, each of which was wearing the high-quality iron armor that Roland only had, and the scimitars in his hand were all made of the high-quality jīng iron of the Rolands! These 10,000 cavalry suddenly appeared in front of the tribe's migration like a dead spirit. kill

, but it maintains a frightening silence!

Then the messenger sent by Saladin brought only a word to Hanmuyer.

"Uncle, either obey me or die. ”

Hanmuye looked at his people behind him—his tribe was not strong, with a population of only 30,000 and an army of less than 10,000. Coupled with the migration of Lian rì, people are sleepy and lacking. And the other party is obviously prepared for a long time, waiting here to wait for work...... If he turns his face, Hanmuye believes that the other party only needs two charges to crush his own team!

What's more, Hanmuye is very self-aware, and he knows that he is not a martial artist. Unlike most steppe people, he prefers to use his brain rather than solve problems with a scimitar. Even when the Prairie King was alive. He also acted as his brother's brain for the most part.

Although his brothers trusted him very much, those strong generals did not have much of a good impression of him. Because he has a reputation for not being good at martial arts, his subordinates also lack brave generals.

So, after thinking about it for a short time, Hanmuye made a decision.

"All lay down their arms. ”

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When Hanmuye saw Saladin again, his lowly nephew, he immediately saw a completely different temperament from the face of this guy!

Cunning, cunning. Cruel......

Where is this the same guy who used to be prostrate on the ground in the golden tent and kiss his brother's feet?

"From now on, follow me. I'll be like ...... No, I'll trust you more than that old guy. ”

These were the first words Saladin said to his uncle.

Old Guy ...... Hanmuye was not a fool, and he heard a hint of resentment in Saladin's tone. I think of what this prince has done, and the beautiful woman that he dedicated to the king.

All this, do you still need to explain?

What a ruthless wolf cub...... The most important thing is that he can endure it!

Short questions, resolute tone, unquestionable tone.

Hanmuye sighed in his heart - perhaps, this wolf cub can really become an atmosphere.

Anyway, yourself, do you have a choice?

Surrendered clansmen. Already driven by Saladin's 10,000 jīng sharp iron cavalry, he was restrained, and his own soldiers had already laid down their weapons, and then they were broken up one by one and the formation began to be reorganized. And, looking at such a well-equipped army as Saladin...... Behind this guy, there must be someone, Roland!!Otherwise, with his ability, where can he be equipped with so many jīng sharp weapons and armor?

Silence on Hanmuye. Saladin was slightly dissatisfied, so he reminded his uncle in a whisper.

"Uncle. I remember you once said that half-heartedness is not a good habit. ”

The words struck lightly at Hanmuyedi, and he looked up, looked at Saladin, and then he smiled.

He made up his mind. It doesn't matter if the other party is behind him or not. Now he is in the hands of the other party, in order to survive, in order to survive...... There is no place to choose, there is no choice.

Hanmuye made a very clever move, he raised his hands above his head, palms up, and then bowed his head and walked up to Saladin, knelt down, and said in a respectful voice: "Honorable, master of the great steppe, king of the tribes...... I, Hanmuye, would like to surrender to you. I will be your eagle, your horse, your whip, your scimitar...... Your will is my mission!"

Then, without a word of nonsense, Saladin looked at his uncle, the only "civilized man" in the royal court.

He was very satisfied with the submissiveness shown by the other party, and then he asked his own question bluntly: "Uncle, can you give me any ideas for the current situation?"

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In the western part of the grassland, more and more tribesmen and horses gathered. Including the four princes who established themselves as the "king of the steppe", more than a dozen small tribes followed them, and more than 200,000 people and horses gathered on this grassland.

And just a hundred miles away, there were three powerful tribes on the grassland, sent more than 50,000 iron horsemen, eyeing them - of course, nominally, they only accepted the dispatch of a certain "king of the grassland", but they did not join the war group for a long time, just watched from afar.

And farther and farther away, some big tribes are also stupidly moving.

The four princes are now difficult to ride tigers, but unfortunately they are not outstanding talents, and they are even very short-sighted. Pride and arrogance combined with inflated ambition made them not even realize that their tribe had lost the majesty of the former rì suppression of the entire steppe after the infighting of their tribe.

And the ridiculous position of the "King of the Prairie" doesn't seem to be so easy to sit on. The "royal order" issued was despised by several large tribes, and it was only some small tribes that came to serve them, and there were many ill-intentioned guys among them.

Now they regret it. But there was no choice in this meeting! They had to fight. If they retreat now, with their own strength, I am afraid that they will soon be swallowed by others.

Each of the four people has only one choice: kill their other three brothers, integrate their army and clansmen, and then have the power to protect themselves!

Of course, they also made a common move at the same time. At the same time, they all sent brave messengers, riding the fastest horses, to the foot of the most sacred snow-capped mountain on the grassland, to ask for the great, all-powerful Witch King!

If he can be recognized by His Majesty the Witch King, then his position as the king of the grassland will be able to sit firmly!

Unfortunately, after the envoy was sent, there was no news from Dorì, and this situation made the four princes very anxious.

Finally, on this day, they got good news.

At the same time, the four "steppe kings" all received a secret letter, and someone had come into the camp from afar with bows and arrows.

At the same time, the four grassland kings received a letter of "Vote for Integrity"!