"The Great King, the High Priest?"

Zhang Yuanfu chased after him and forcibly endured his heart palpitations and asked, looking at the big tent of the Gore tribe in front of him, the meaning of the king was already about to come out.

The opportunity has been given to you,

It's a pity that you don't use it!

He didn't care about the life and death of the leaders of the Gore tribe and the Hana tribe, although they only drank wine and ate meat together last night and talked about the world, but he knew in his heart that it was all vanity and wrongdoing, and he didn't mind that the efforts of the past few days were in vain, because he knew that among the barbarians, the barbarian king was the source of all his power.

However, if the death of the two leaders alarmed the high priest at this juncture, it would be more than worth the loss, and the changes of the other tribes could be ignored, after all, people had no soldiers under the hands of the royal court, like a tiger with teeth extracted.

After all, the current relationship is already very delicate, and the high priest has already regressed on the matter of recovering the military power of the tribes, and he is very worried that the current king's violent murder will completely break that tight string.

You must know that although most of the royal court is now in the hands of the barbarian king, there are still nearly ten people in the hands of the high priest, and the priests all over the Gobi, once the skin is completely torn apart, let alone going south, I don't know how much effort it will take to solve the internal chaos.

"The High Priest is old. ”

The Barbarian King said in a deep voice, and there was not the slightest fluctuation in his tone.

"It's been a long time since the barbarian god has performed miracles, and now that this king is unifying the Gobi barbarians, it's worth the risk. ”

"What's more, this king is in the words of your celebrants, and it is only the year of its establishment!"

The barbarian king glanced at Zhang Yuanfu and explained rarely.

When I first enabled this Qingren, I thought about it carefully, the divine power has been rooted in the barbarians for thousands of years, although it has declined a lot in the past hundred years, but the emaciated camel is always bigger than the horse, as evidenced by the noble priests in the major tribes.

If you want to completely subvert the divine power, this Qingren, who has no faith in the barbarian gods, is the best breakthrough, many occasions need him to speak, many things need him to do, he is the sharpest knife in the hands of this king.

Everybody thinks he's a reckless man,

Why wasn't it when I first sat in that position?

But,

The position which was high enough,

A lot of things will naturally pop into my mind,

I still remember that the high priest found himself and used the blood of nearly half of the old priest with a secret method to quench his body, so that he could forcibly ascend to the second grade when he was at the peak of the third grade.

He died nine times in his life, and he spent three days and three nights in a blood pit with the pain of being devoured by thousands of ants.

For what?

At that time, it was just to allow their tribe to migrate from the most remote places, even where camel thorns and red willows and other plants were not difficult to survive to the oasis in the hinterland of the barbarians.

Even if you are a puppet, you are still very satisfied in your heart.

Because he didn't have to see the scene of cannibalism in the tribe, even now he thought about it and it was still a little chilly, and when he was a child, he even saw a barbarian drawing a knife and cutting off half of his own arm to eat.

To the south, there are 300,000 Liangzhou iron horsemen,

To the north are large tribes with nearly 10,000 troops,

The pure physique of his Sanpin Wufu couldn't set off too much wind and waves in that situation, and he could only watch the people in the tribe starve to death one after another.

He hated,

Hate yourself for being powerless.

And then the high priest came, and he was very grateful to him,

But then he changed,

Not satisfied with being a puppet,

At that time,

He learned from Zhang Yuanfu that even the several counties of Liangzhou, which the barbarians yearn for, are only bitter cold places in the pass, and the wealth and prosperity in the pass have exceeded his imagination.

It's hard to imagine that,

In June, Yangzhou is full of flowers, and the thin lake is flowing in the middle of the painting, what kind of scene is it, because the flowers I have never seen have never exceeded the talents, and I have never seen the sparkling lake.

There are more southeast shape wins, three Wu metropolises, Qiantang smoke and willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, uneven 100,000 households, I never thought that there was such a prosperous and densely populated place under this world.

I'm very unwilling,

Unwilling to let the barbarians be exiled forever in this barren Gobi land!

Even in the land of the barbarian king,

Where is it better than what happens in that level?

And this divine right is the first hurdle for himself to go south,

Dominate the entire barbarian tribe,

Occupy the north and look south,

I never wanted to stop at the Northlands!

"Since the king has made up his mind, the ministers should live and die with him!"

Zhang Yuanfu knelt in his body,

When you look down, your eyes wander with thoughts.

"Good!"

The barbarian king nodded and said nothing.

"Meet the King!"

Gorhada's own soldiers, who were guarding outside the tent, fell to their knees.

"Bang ......"

The barbarian king ignored the strength and walked straight to the tent, the big air behind him was raised, and dozens of barbarian soldiers only felt a mountain-like breath pressing, and before they could get up, the blood in their chests surged, and they died in an instant.

The blood dripped from the big groom, and it was a blinding red.

In the account,

The leader of the Gore tribe, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and drinking fine wine, was stunned, the smell of blood made Gorhada's face pale, but the mellow wine of the past was like chewing wax in his throat.

"I wonder what happened to the king?"

Gorhada saluted and pretended to be indifferent, but his calves were still trembling slightly, and the corpses of the dozens of guards were not yet cold, how could he calm down.

"Kill you!"

When the voice fell, there was no hesitation,

Before he even had time to react, the barbarian king's hand had already grabbed Gorhada's throat, as easily as carrying a little chick.

"Ho Ho ......"

If you want to speak, you will make a sound of unknown meaning.

"Click......"

The barbarian king exerted his strength slightly, and the sound of bones breaking sounded in the big tent, and Gorhada's head hung down weakly, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"The king can be in the tent!"

The old man's voice sounded outside the tent, and the high priest paused on the ground with his scepter in his hand, and the leader of the Hana tribe beside him was cowering behind the high priest, and the exploding corpses in front of him made him shiver.

"In!"

A punch swung up and rolled up,

The whole tent exploded, and countless tarpaulins scattered in the air.

"Bang ......"

With a wave of his hand, Gorhada's body was thrown into the mud.

"Does the king want an explanation?"

The old priest looked at the corpse on the ground, his eyes looked directly into the eyes of the barbarian king, and the twelve god-attendants took a step in front of the old priest, for them who have been brainwashed countless times, they only have the existence of the barbarian god in their hearts, and the high priest is the spokesperson of the barbarian god in the world.

Woo –

The sound of the desolate trumpet sounded in the camp,

"Meet the king, it's too late for Yuansuke's escort!"

"The enemy of Gorhar Tongliang Prefecture wants to judge the barbarians. ”

"This is proof of collaboration!"

Zhang Yuanfu took out several rolls of sheepskin from his cuffs and threw them on the ground.

"I didn't expect that at this moment, I was even more daring, and I actually set up an ambush in the tent to harm the king, but fortunately, the king was brave enough to kill the thief in one fell swoop!"

"Minister, congratulations for the king!"

Zhang Yuanfu knelt on his knees and shouted.

"Congratulations to the king!"

"Congratulations to the king!"

"Congratulations to the king!"

Nearly 10,000 barbarian Golden Horde cavalry drew the scimitar in their hands, slapped their chests, and roared with all their might, and the cold blades were aimed at the twelve god servants.

"Does the king want to give an explanation?"

The old priest paid no attention to the brutes around him,

The twelve acolytes stepped forward in unison.

"Explain?"

The barbarian king did not retreat for half a step, and muttered softly in his mouth.

"Didn't the military division already give it?"

As soon as he stepped out, a deep pit appeared under his feet, and the whole person bounced up like a cannonball.

"Bang-"

A punch is thrown,

The high priest's cloak was blown away by the fist wind, revealing a face wrinkled like orange peel.

The head of the leader of the Hana tribe beside him exploded,

"Oh, by the way, the military advisor has missed a person. ”

The Barbarian King shook the blood stains on his fist, and the light voice resounded in everyone's ears.