When Da Luo Ben and the others hurried outside the tent, the outside of the tent of the king of Khan was densely packed with people.

The tall and rugged Turkic nobles with their braided hair stood solemnly outside the tent of the Khan, and they were like docile sheep today when they were usually dissolute and uninhibited.

The Great Khan of the Turks is inside, and in front of the wolf king, even if it is a pack of wolves, he has to kowtow.

“…… Young master, you're finally here! Several of Da Luo's companions were overjoyed and gathered around, but their smiles stiffened a little when they faced Anluo and the photo.

"The Great Khan is dying, I want to see the young master before leaving, and ...... Several of your brothers. ”

He glanced at the photo and the others, if it weren't for the front of the Khan's tent, these companions of Da Luo Ben could immediately attack and kill all those who threatened the position of Da Luo, and chop the whole family into meat sauce!

The two of Anluo's guards moved forward two steps slightly, their hands pressed on the hilts of their swords, just in case. Da Luo swept over a few of his companions with a gloomy face, and only then did they give up the crazy thought. He said quietly: "Is Uncle Tubo already inside?" ”

"The head of the library, he is already in the account......"

"—call him the Great Khan!" Da Luo turned stern, and scolded several of his companions, who looked at each other and put their hands on their chests as a sign of obedience.

An Luo Tieqing's face gradually relaxed, at least on the surface, Da Luo still respected and supported his father.

That's good, although Anluo regards Da Luo as a competitor, but he has been arguing for so many years, and he has grown up together since he was a child, and he is somewhat brotherly.

The Great Khan had already told his people that his younger brother Ashnakutou would be the Turkic Great Khan after him.

The only obstacle was the Great Khan's own son, who was also entitled to sit on the throne after the Khan's death. If Da Luo Ben publicly expressed his dissupport for him, there would be many supporters who supported Da Luo, which is quite a powerful force!

It is true that Anluo's father can subdue Da Luo, but this is the result that everyone does not want to see. As long as Da Luo is willing to support his uncle, then there will be no problem for Ashina Kutou to become the Great Khan.

Thinking of this, An Luo felt a little guilty about the competition with Da Luo in the past, patted Da Luo on the shoulder, and said with a serious face: "We are all descendants of the wolf king, brothers, if there is anything in the future, I should avoid you!" ”

Da Luo was silent, and in the eyes of others, he seemed to care about his father's safety. Anluo also thought so, racking his brains to think about how to compensate for their relationship in the future, only taking pictures, a sneer flashed in his eyes, he didn't do anything, he didn't say anything, and the wooden man was the same.

"Young masters, the Great Khan let you in." The Great Khan's personal guards went out of the tent and respectfully invited a few of them in.

The wooden pole Khan was indeed no longer good, he was supported by his younger brother to sit up, his face suddenly flushed, and his eyes were more attentive than usual. But everyone knows that this is a return to the light, and the Great Khan will die soon.

This steppe lord has been fighting horses all his life, and he doesn't know how many territories he has conquered, and how many people he has brought deep disasters, but in the end he is lying in a thick leather mattress, just like an ordinary old man.

When he saw the children come in, he looked very happy, "Da Luo, Anluo...... And the pictures, you all come here. ”

Several people sat on the edge of the bed, and the Great Khan took his son's hand and said, "I am going back to the bosom of heaven, and the only thing I am worried about now is you, you have grown up and are warriors on the steppe...... Especially when you take pictures, Coro will be very happy to see you look like this. ”

Ashinakoro, the late Khan of Yixiji, the elder brother of the Khan of the Wooden Pole, and the former king of the steppe. Ashina lowered his head and was sad, and the wooden pole sighed heavily, and said:

"In the future, you will inherit a large part of the territory, and no matter which of you becomes Khan in the end, I hope you can support each other...... Lone wolves are easy to hunt, but wolves can make tigers fearful, you all remember......"

"Don't worry, Great Khan, I will definitely take care of Da Luo, after I die, he will be the new Khan of the Turks!"

He made a lot of promises. Da Luo looked at his father with a hopeful face, but the wooden pole only sighed slightly, and did not speak.

"Qi State, Zhou Envoy...... What do you want to do with them? Sticks squinted for a moment and asked.

"Why don't you respond to Zhou Guo's request first and test Qi Guo's reaction?"

Mu Zhu nodded weakly and said: "The Central Plains has had many heroes and heroes since ancient times, Gao Huan and Yuwentai back then, and Gao Wei today, are all people who are quite deep in the city and have far-reaching plans, if you don't tear your face with them, forget it, once you tear your face, do your best, and don't leave them any leeway." ”

“…… You...... Remember what I told you about the Huns when I was a child? ”

He Bo nodded with tears in his eyes, and his eyes became brighter and brighter:

"Don't let your opponent breathe, when he loses control, ......it will be us who will perish"

He looked at the top of the tent, motionless, his eyes wide open, and his glow gradually dissipated.

There were bursts of crying from inside the sweat tent, and the nobles standing outside the tent bowed down one after another, bowing and bowing to the Great Khan.

It was poignant and long, like the wind blowing from the north after a snowy day, making people feel a chill from the tail vertebrae.

The Bowl Khan lifted the curtain, and the Turkic crowd of the brigade made way for a passage. A group of short and fat men who looked like wild boars, with skull ornaments around their necks, walked to the newly built earthen platform surrounded by wolf riders.

The cold wind was blowing from the north, the campfires were swaying, and they were naked, and the patterns on their chests and shoulders were glaring in the light of the fire.

All kinds of bones are tied around the waist with a leather cord. Maybe it's the cow and the sheep, maybe the beast, maybe the slave, trembling up and down with the footsteps of man.

And the crowd was like boiling oil in the water, and erupted into enthusiastic cheers.

"Ah...... Whoop ......! The naked man at the head tore his throat and let out a trombone like the roar of a beast.

In an instant, all the nobles, warriors, and slaves made all their movements, raised their heads, raised their arms, and howled to the rhythm of the skeletons.

These witches shook the instrument in their hands, which consisted of a large bone and two brass bells, and chanted, while jumping forward and backward in an evil way.

The flames are rising! Ghosts scurried on the high platform, and the wind roared like a tiger.

The Khan of the Bowl showed an unconcealed anger between his eyebrows, snatched the dagger from the guard's waist, and strode towards the high platform. There was another cheer from the wolf rider!

Several lambs and calves were brought up one after another. He Bo Khan rubbed the tip of his thumb, the sharp blade, and the blade opened a shallow blood hole on the tip of his finger, and He Bo Khan suddenly showed a satisfied look.

Soon, both sheep and cattle were fastened to pre-erected stakes. The Khan walked up to him, faced everyone, and said something aloud, and then grabbed a sharp knife and quickly slashed it on his left cheek. Blood, immediately dripping all over his face.

The cattle and sheep fell under the swords of the sacrificers. The shamans received the blood of the ox and the sheep in a copper basin, and a basin was placed in the center of the altar. The priests who led the team lifted the copper basin and chanted the words in their mouths, and while chanting, they stained the entire platform red with blood.

The Bowl Khan is in the middle of this, receiving the worship of all people! This is the enthronement ceremony of the wolf king!

"We are the descendants of the blue wolf, and the immortal heavens have given us strong muscles and bones."

"The scimitar is our teeth, the war horse is our wings, and all the land under the sun is our pasture, the offspring of the blue wolf! ……”

Barbarism's conquest of civilization has never stopped, a thousand years ago, and a thousand years later.

"The north is so desolate, we're going to the south to feed! Only where is our goal! Conquer them...... Destroy them! ”

Yu Wenxun and Yu Wenshen were shocked and angry, trembling.

The replacement of life, the change of power, and the change of dynasties are endless, and the torch is passed down from generation to generation.

On this day, the new wolf king, heading towards the entire steppe, announced his will:

“…… We, to the south! ”

…………

To the south, in the palace complex of Jinyang, the young man smacked his wife's legs with a tense face, while his little wife held a high bulging lower abdomen, lazily put her legs on his legs, and pointed at his hands and feet, "A little down, a little more...... Oops, pull aside...... Slow down. ”

"Well, what is wrong with you......" The boy was a little frustrated.

"You murder me......" tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

"I don't have ......"

"You have!"

"Okay, okay, I have." Women have the right to make trouble unreasonably, not to mention that she is pregnant, she can't be beaten, and she can't be scolded. With a headache, he resigned himself to his work.

Suddenly, the woman's face turned pale and she cried out. "What's wrong with you?" He was a little nervous. The woman sat up slowly, her little face wrinkled, and said, "I...... I feel like I'm going to give birth......"

The young man was suddenly in a mess, and he was so anxious that he finally patted his head and remembered, "What about the medical officer, call the medical officer for me!" ”