The wolf king stared at Baturu who stepped forward, and it only let out a roar, and thousands of Steppenwolves immediately took a step back in unison, expanding the encirclement and letting the wolf king go to the front.

Duels are a tradition of the steppe, and both humans and beasts adhere to this most primitive rule.

Picking up the scimitar Baturu and slashing at the wolf king, he was already strong enough to break the gold and stones, but the wolf king only opened his mouth to bite down when he saw the scimitar cut, and the steel knife forged by the dark iron was like paper paste and shattered instantly, and before Baturu could accept the wolf king, he had bitten it on his arm.

"Click!" The sound of bones shattering, mixed with Baturu's exclamations, resounded throughout the hilly area.

Baturu hugged the wolf king's head with his other hand and kicked the wolf king's soft abdomen with his foot, but the wolf king's two sharp front paws had already cut open Baturu's stomach、、、

The name of the Black Death is not meant to scare children, but it does bring death.

The patriarch is dead, and the rest of the people have become meat in the mouths of the wolves, nothing more than chewing and swallowing.

At this time, outside the camp of the Duolu Division, as the last camp fire was extinguished, the red sun slowly rose at the end of the grassland, Yun Hao condescendingly looked at the dead and silent camp, but did not have the joy of victory but fell into worry, this black shaman means vicious, but the tribes on the grassland are fierce, which is not a good sign for this Northern Expedition.

"Brother Yun, Baturu's thousand-man team has all fallen into the wolf's mouth, let's go back to the camp too, I'm a little worried about my brother's injury." Ulan Heya arrived after confirming that Baturu was no longer a threat.

Yun Hao replied: "I haven't seen the sunrise for a long time, you go back first." ”

When Ulan Heya left and saw the billowing smoke behind him, he knew that there would be no more Duolu tribes on the grassland from now on, and as long as the rest of the tribes saw the black smoke, they would rush to grab the pasture and not know how many tribes would disappear because of this.

Before Ulan Heya returned to the camp, he saw that a team of people from the Qiyan Department had come to respond, and when he saw that the leader was Wanyan Duxue, Ulan Heya waved his hand happily and shouted: "Sister Shao Si Ming!! ”

As the two teams approached, what surprised Ulan Heya even more was that he appeared in the team in Ulaanbaatar with his arms hanging to see him

In the complexion, he knew that there was no big problem, which also meant that the bad luck of the beggar department dissipated.

"Xiaoya, where is Yun Hao?!" Wanyan Duxue didn't see the figure of the person she wanted to see in the hundred-person team, and she became nervous at the moment.

Ulanhe Ya grabbed the reins and said, "Brother Yun said that he wanted to watch the sunrise in the Duolu Tribe, or I will go back to him with you now." ”

Wanyan Duxue said: "No, I'll go by myself, you take them back." With that, the horse galloped away in the direction of the Duo Deer Division.

Soon after the fire broke out in the camp of the Duolu tribe, a number of sentry horses were brought to inquire about the situation, and then several tribes rushed to fence the pasture, and then it turned into a fight.

Yun Hao sat on the hill and watched the tiger fight, and even watched the excitement without thinking that it was a big deal to bet with the Nine Shadows Ancestor to win or lose.

"It turns out that you refused to go back, just to watch my steppe tribe fight." Wanyan Duxue found Yun Hao.

Yun Hao smiled: "You can't bear it." ”

Wanyan Duxue said: "This kind of thing is very common on the grassland, small tribes are annexed by large tribes, and large tribes are divided due to interests, I don't know how many tribes will be produced in a year, and how many tribes will disappear, Changshengtian can't control me, I can care about it, it's just the natural law of survival of the fittest." ”

Yun Hao got up and patted the broken grass on his trouser leg and said, "I originally planned to take you home after dealing with the matter here, but suddenly I thought of a big business, and you can only wait a little longer." ”

Wanyan Duxue smiled: "I've already returned home, the grassland is my home, you have fulfilled your promise, didn't you think I was going back to the royal court?" ”

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask about your relationship with the royal court, if you don't mind, can you talk to Benjun." Yun Hao asked.

Wanyan Duxue also jumped off the horse, helped Yun Hao pat the broken grass on his back, and said softly: "You are my man, my family is also your family, even if you don't ask me, you have to tell you、、、"

There are countless tribes on the steppe, but only eighty-three traditional tribes have never been interrupted, and these ancient tribes are divided into four categories according to the size of the group

, belonging to the lowest-ranking ancient tribe, the Ulan Qiyan tribe belongs to the iron top.

A total of ten of the bronze dome belong to the upper tribes, while four of the silver dome belong to the noble clan, but there is only one tribe in the golden dome, that is, the legendary Wanyan clan with golden blood.

Wanyan's Jinding big tent is the royal court, and there are two major branches in the Wanyan clan, the North Courtyard and the South Courtyard, Wanyan Duxue's family belongs to the Southern Courtyard in charge of military and political affairs, and the previous king of the Southern Courtyard 'Wanyan Hongdu" is her own brother, and the current Wanyan Invincible is her own nephew.

The leader of the northern branch is the king of the entire steppe, known as the 'Great Khan', who is in charge of everything on the steppe.

Through the introduction of Yan Duxue, Yun Hao has a general understanding of the political system on the grassland, because the grassland people belong to the nomadic tribes, they can't do centralized management at all, and they can basically be understood as vassal states.

In addition to the government with the royal court as the core, there is also a force in the grassland is the Palace of Eternal Life, the grassland people believe in the immortal heaven, the shaman soul master as a messenger to communicate with the gods, so the status is also very high, the great khans of the past dynasties will invite a highly respected shaman, as a 'great sacrificial wine" to stay in the royal court to assist in handling the affairs of the grassland.

"You claim to be golden blood, you can't really shed golden blood, right?" Yun Hao quipped.

Wanyan Duxue said: "How is it possible, the emperor of your Izumo country calls himself the true dragon emperor, is it also born of a dragon, it is just a symbol, the immortal heaven worshiped by the grassland people is actually the sun, just as the white shaman ghostwrites the light, the black shaman represents the night, the sun is endless, and everything grows, and we grassland people regard its golden light as precious as gold, so there is a saying that the golden blood is there." ”

Yun Hao said: "I see, since you don't want to go back to the royal court, do you want to go back to the Palace of Eternal Life." ”

Wanyan Duxue nodded and said: "I have been away for a long time, I want to go back to have a look, and I was a little worried when I heard you talk about Guduhou before, and I saw with my own eyes that someone abused soul magic to harm people, since I left, something must have happened to the Immortal Palace over the years, and I should take some responsibility as a young master." ”