If this matter spreads, the little prince will not be left behind, and their generals who went out with the little prince will definitely bear the brunt of the punishment. Especially the warriors who were personally sent by the leader of the Maha tribe to protect the safety of the little prince, seeing that the situation was wrong, hurriedly beckoned the people around him to rush up, trying to kill the people around the little tribe leader's youngest son! As long as they are all killed, this matter will not leak out. The identity of the youngest son in the hands of the little tribe who was killed was too special, and if it was spread out, it would definitely fall apart from the Maha part.

Just take this opportunity to swallow up all the people brought by the other party. But it was so unfortunate that they had tried their best, but some of them still escaped. Angry, the little prince immediately ordered his own soldiers to chase after him.

"Catch up with them! Kill them all! Don't let anyone get out! ”

Although he didn't know why he just whipped the youngest son of the tribal leader a few times and whipped him to death, the little prince knew very well in his heart that if he let the youngest son's people run out, the news would not be hidden! At that time, no matter how much my father loves him, he doesn't know how to make trade-offs in the face of absolute interests.

Under the gaze of this soldier, the little prince's face was extremely ugly. It's just that General Xie, who had been prepared for this for a long time, how could he let the little prince's plan be implemented so smoothly? So those who were spying on them immediately chased after them, but their purpose was not to help the little prince stop those people, but to secretly release water and quietly let a few of those people out.

This is not the end of the story, when the little prince got the news that those people had run out, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. It's just that no matter how dignified he is, he still has to move back after all, and after he goes back, the leader of the tribe who has a lot of power will definitely be there, after all, his youngest son has also followed him to issue a certificate, how should he explain at that time?

Now we can only hope that the people sent out will be able to arrest those who ran out, and they can directly rectify the Fa on the spot.

With such apprehension, the little prince returned to the tribal land. Before that, the people of the tribe had already received news that the little prince had failed this expedition. No matter what they thought in their hearts, those who came to greet them still looked quite happy that the little prince was back intact.

It's just that the little prince is still preoccupied, and until now he has not received any news of those people being put on the spot, and now he can only blame the death of the youngest son of the tribal leader on those hateful Dali people. He had already given a death order in the army, and if the relevant deeds of that day were spread, they would definitely have no place to die, and they would all be slaves of their wives and children. The intimidated soldiers were quite obedient. After all, they are all subordinates of the little prince, and if something happens to the little prince, they will not have a good time.

By the time the little prince arrived at the tent with a few of his right-hand men, the leader of the Maha tribe was already sitting on a wolf's skin chair and waiting. Although his loveliest youngest son failed this expedition, he still loved this son very much. On the one hand, because this son was born to his favorite wife, and on the other hand, because this son knows how to please him the most.

In addition, they have a tradition of keeping the ancestral property of their youngest son, so the tribal leaders are quite fond of the little prince. At this time, I was also a little distressed to see my most hated child come back in a gray way.

"Moro, you've failed."

"Yes Father, I failed. I felt guilty. ”

The little prince knelt down and bowed to his father, and then raised his head with a ashamed face and talked about what had happened that day.

“…… No one expected that there would be a flowing fire from the sky, and the flowing fire would pass over our heads and fall straight down on the territory of Dali, our warriors. Our warriors believed in the gods the most, and they were so shocked to see that scene that we were scattered by the enemy......

The little prince slammed firmly on the ground, and the sound could be heard by the whole tent.

But none of these are reasons for failure. Father, I'm really sorry to disappoint you. ”

The face of the leader of the Maha tribe became more and more softened at this moment, of course he knew what had happened that day. For even they saw the fire that fell from the sky, and even the fire passed over their heads. At that time, everyone was terrified, and many people kept kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and praying, and even he, the leader, could barely stand on his feet.

Since there is a reason for the incident, the tribal leader naturally does not blame his beloved son, but so many warriors who went out with him this time have fallen on the land of Dali, and they can't just let it go lightly. Even if he didn't want to, the other small tribal leaders wouldn't go unpunished, as well as his older sons, who were eyeing him up, and they were waiting to see if Moro was wrong, and then remove him from the position of heir.

It doesn't matter if the youngest son makes mistakes, it is precisely because he is young and inexperienced that he will make mistakes, and he will rely on him as a father.

"You led a large army to the expedition but failed, according to tradition, you, the commander, will receive 30 lashes, do you have any opinions?"

Moro gritted his teeth and bowed his head respectfully.

"Father, I have no opinion."

Everyone around was silent, watching the little prince, who was usually the most beloved by the chief, the most high-spirited and domineering, withdraw his shirt, and was whipped thirty times by the slave with a water-soaked whip in front of everyone's eyes. Under normal circumstances, after being whipped 30 whips, even the strongest man will twitch all over, and he can't wait to wail in pain, although the little prince is also very painful, but everyone can also see that these 30 whips are actually mixed with water. It's just that in front of everyone's eyes, the leaders of the small tribes below didn't think about breaking this matter, after all, this is the leader's favorite little son, and it won't be good for them to break this matter.

Just after the little prince of Moro stood up with a pale face, he thought that this matter would end here, but the little tribe leader Scorpion Lin, who had no young son, couldn't help but speak at this time.

"Little Prince, where is my son Agudo? He went with you, but I didn't find him among the people who came back. ”

The little prince's face was sad, and in the face of the scorpion forest's eyes, he even choked twice before he could speak.

"I, I'm sorry for Agudo. He was killed by the soldiers of the Great Li Dynasty when the sky was in flames. I'm sorry, it was too messy at the time. When the generals were summoned, they found that he and his guards had fallen in that war. ”

(End of chapter)