In the summer of abundant water and grass, the green cattle and white sheep are grazing on the grassland, the breeze is blowing, the summer of the grassland is not so hot, its warmth and comfort give the residents on the grassland a very free leisure.

After the thaw in spring, the cold is gone, and the summer light makes the grasslands lush and green, and the delicious grass makes the cattle and sheep gradually fatten. Some of the green oxen and white sheep that are pregnant in the spring are specially placed in a comfortable place by the shepherds with their bellies up. The herding people no longer have to worry about whether the cattle and sheep will get sick in large numbers or cause some worries due to production problems, and the temper of the green cattle and white sheep is the most docile of the year. The wheat planted by the slaves had begun to ripen and produce green ears. A large number of crops are also grown in the grasslands, such as potatoes, turnips, corn, tomatoes, etc.

In the southern part of the Terence steppe, there is a large tribe called the Yiqilie tribe, which is one of the ten tribes of the Terence steppe, about half of them live in the endless tents of the large tribe, and the rest go into the major cities of the Terence Khanate.

Today is a very important day.

A group of men riding steppe wolves were standing peacefully in front of a tent, they were all quite powerful cavalry.

The main decoration of the ledger is quite elegant and grand, and the colors are mostly red and white. It is the resting place of the modern Khan's concubine and the beggar Sukobara. She is a sturdy, heroic woman, in her youth she was a handsome woman with a tight and proud figure, and now she looks like she is still charming in her thirties. When people see her, they often unconsciously feel a sense of appreciation and comfort in their hearts, which is a kind of personality charm brought by open-mindedness and generosity. Yibeli Sukobara's face was a little pale, and she was enduring the pain of childbirth. For the women of the Terence Khanate, the nobles among them could not obtain much cultivation resources, so the strength of the nobles of this big tribe was only a fourth-level battle master. Her towering abdomen was covered with a white silk cloth, accompanied by intense pain and contractions, and finally, she breathed a sigh of relief. It took her nineteen hours to give birth to this sturdy child who was already in her belly. With a cry, a white mist rose up, and this white mist swirled in the tent, with a faint fragrance. The shaman who was waiting outside the room entered, her face covered with intricate red and green patterns, and her long hair adorned with all sorts of ornaments—bone beads, hostas, golden hairpins, tassels, etc. She waved the robe mixed with various colors with her hand, stretched out her wrinkled old face, smiled, knelt on the ground, and said, "Congratulations, this is very good." ”

Soon. The Khan of Tutimur, who had traveled from Dadu, saw his son (all of his previous children had died during the war and the struggle for power, and for a man of high positions like him, all of whom had survived the turbulent times, were all people with great luck). And the name of this son of his was also decided, and he was called Er Ngin Araatnatra.

Soon after, he was sent to the tent of Yan Timur, the king of Zhenxi, to be taught by him. The young Aratnatara showed his extraordinary talent, he was able to lift a bronze tripod weighing two hundred pounds at the age of ten, and became a fourth-class warlord at the age of sixteen.

While hunting in the mountains and forests (although the grasslands are mostly plains, there are also mountains, but not as many as the Franco-Austrian Alliance) he encountered a fifth-level blue-faced black bear, and after a difficult battle, he killed the fifth-level blue-faced black bear, and he was seriously injured. His guards brought the blue-faced black bear and the Aratunatra back to the city of Batu Sarai. And this was the 500th birthday gift that Alaat gave to his teacher Yan Timur.

As soon as this move was made, the fame of the khan's son, Porjin Aratunatra, spread throughout the city of Batu Sarai, and even spread all the way to various tribes in the east. People praised the prince's bravery, and when Tutimur Khan heard the news, he was also very appreciative and sent him a prefecture-level treasure.

Like all the legends of the steppe epics in their youth, they were able to fight beyond the ranks at a young age, and as time passed, they became stronger and stronger. He was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome facial features, a straight nose bridge and eyebrow bones, and a tall and mighty body. Dressed in golden armor and armed with a spear, he often rode across the steppes with hundreds of his companions. They will capture some powerful slaves and fight them to the death. It was not uncommon for nobles to have a number of strategizing and resourceful slaves promoted to the rank of his guard, and those with discerning eyes valued good slaves just as much. One of the slaves, Arutu, was originally a warrior of a small tribe who was annexed by another tribe and sold into slavery to Batu Sarai on the western border. Arutu's face was extremely ugly, but he possessed an astonishing talent for military command and combat, and with his army of 500 slaves, he defeated a thousand companions of Aratnatra (all of whom were selected and about the same strength), which made Arutu exclaim that this man was a gift from God.

Deeply aware of the inconvenience caused by his appearance, Arutu put on a black helmet and called himself the Iron Slave.

Similarly, the love life of the eldest prince is quite rich. Only the women of the big tribes or big officials have the opportunity to get close to this pride of the sky, and they are reserved and restrained to tempt this man who is growing up rapidly. However, their association with Aratonatra often resulted in no heirs.

Yan Timur, with his rich eyebrows and a wide mouth, sat in the room, and he said to Alaat Natara, who was sitting opposite: "Time will wash away all the weak, and only when you are young will you move forward steadfastly, and when you are old you will be able to see the light of the stars." I've seen too many geniuses die in their arrogant and arrogant ways. And the best of them may have only taken a hundred or two hundred years to become a ninth-level Condensing Star Battle Master, but the remaining six or seven hundred years, do you know how they spent it? ”

Yan Timur smiled a little and looked at him.

"The disciple doesn't know, and I ask the teacher to solve my doubts." He looked respectfully at this high-ranking and powerful sect king.

"They will feel lonely and tormented in the following days, from hope to numbness, from numbness to despair. The time passed so quickly and ruthlessly, the eight hundred years of the ninth-level Condensing Star Battle Master were very fast, and most of them would die of old age. Only a very small number of people can become Starlight Wheel Warriors, no matter what kind of cultivation talent he has, what kind of powerful physical and spiritual talents he has, only their hearts can really make them become Starlight Wheel Warriors. Yan Timur pointed to his heart. The legend of the Starlight Wheel Warrior who became a Starlight Wheel Warrior when he was more than three hundred years old had already left a deep mark on the history of the Terence Khanate, so why hadn't he left this realm that was no longer suitable for a Starlight Wheel Warrior like him to continue to grow?

At the age of seventy-two, the eldest prince was visiting outside the city of Belgosare with his companions.

It is the largest river in the Terrens Khanate, and although its runoff and magnificence are not as large as those of the Franco-Austrian Volgin, it is also a magnificent and impressive river. The summer rain falls on the river, and after the rain clears, the river accumulates here to a certain extent and bursts completely. The group riding the steppe wolf watched the terrible waterfall from the cliff, and a large amount of turbid water rushed down from the cliff of Qianzhang Mountain, flowing to the far south, where there was a huge lake, Hulun Lake.

A woman in a white gauze garment stood unadorned, followed by two guards. Araat Natara led his guards towards the woman.

"I'm Alaatna, I don't know what this girl is called?" His voice was strong and deep.

The woman turned, and the perfect figure in the wind showed the beauty of the woman's posture, and her face was a little like that of his mother, Yibeli Sukobara, and he seemed to see her again when she was young. Her voice was calm and a little distant, and she said, "The humble girl is a Danashi of the Boyawu tribe, and she has seen His Royal Highness the eldest prince. She saluted.

The two quickly fell in love.

Time flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye, two hundred years have passed.

At this time, like those geniuses, he became a ninth-level Star Condensing War Master. He was dressed in golden armor and a red cloak behind him, which shimmered in the scorching sun.

He stood in front of hundreds of thousands of silent armies, looking at the majestic giant city in the distance.

With less than two months to prepare, they will go to war. The tribes and cities of the Terrenian Khanate have amassed a large number of troops in the city of Batu Sarai. Batusale was only a little over six hundred kilometers away from the city of Eurotas, and for the wolf cavalry, it only took an hour for them to get there easily.

This time the war with the Franco-Austrian alliance was ordered by the Khan, with the eldest prince Yan Wang Erjin Aratunatra as the main commander, and the Zhenxi king Yan Timur as the deputy commander, leading an army of 2.5 million to launch a war with the Franco-Austrian alliance.

For the two-hundred-year-old prince, he had never led such a large army to war.

And what will happen when the war engulfs?