At the age of twelve, Scholitu was much thinner than his peers, and his head was therefore large, with two precocious eyes, which were often not liked by adults.

According to Beiting's standards, he was a useless child, and if he hadn't been born into the royal family, he would probably have been abandoned in the wilderness and become a small pile of bones.

He was a normal child when he was born, and on the day of the full moon, he used to giggle in the arms of the old Khan, which provoked a lot of praise and was praised by "early wisdom", as one of the countless flattering words that surrounded the old Khan, these two words are rare and appropriate.

Scholitu spoke and walked earlier than other children, but a serious illness at the age of three changed his fate.

The inexplicable disease spread widely, and many people on the steppe died as a result, and Shulitu's biological mother was one of them, and he survived, but his health plummeted, and when children of the same age began to ride on ponies and play with bows and arrows, he was wrapped in a thick blanket and lay in the arms of the nanny, becoming a laughing stock.

At that time, the king of shadows was his grandfather, and the old king was concerned about the growth of his grandson, but his face became more and more gloomy every time he met, and after a few years, Shulitu grew up to be eight years old, and the old king finally couldn't bear it, and took his grandson out of the warm nest of the nanny and blanket, strode out of the tent, threw it on the back of the nearest horse, and said: "Prove that you have the blood of the Khan King, and neither your father nor I can afford to lose this person." ”

For the first time in his life, Shulitu sat on horseback, trembling, only to feel a chill coming, and turned his head to look at the nanny and his father, the two people who usually doted on him the most, at this time one wiped tears and the other hung his head, and no one dared to say a word for him.

The eight-year-old suddenly realized that he was at a life-and-death juncture, and whether this thin body could continue to exist depended on the horse and his stern grandfather.

From that moment on, Shulitu knew that crying and begging for mercy were useless, so he tried to straighten up, imitate the knight's appearance, and gently shake the reins.

The moment the horse burst out, he fell, aching and dizzy, faintly hearing the cries of the nanny and the scolding of his grandfather, but without the voice of his father.

Wang Sun's next performance was not amazing, but he saved his life, he kept chasing the horses, kept being thrown down, and it took a full hour, and finally rode the horse around and returned to his grandfather.

The old man said that the Shadow King was still frosty, without accusation or praise, snorted, and strode away, which was regarded as an admission that this grandson was qualified to live.

Shulitu always remembers that day, day and night, but the scene at that time is more and more clear in his memory, every time he wakes up from a nightmare, the first thing he does is to tell himself: you have to be careful, others live to struggle, your struggle is to live.

He learned to ride a horse, and was even able to pull the usual bowstring, freeing himself from his dependence on the nanny, but still staggering after his peers, with the Reaper's scythe behind him.

The father invited a number of scholars from the Central Plains and the Western Regions, and Shu Litu's intelligence exploded irrepressibly, Confucian scholars, monks, Taoist priests, and mysterious disciples were full of praise for this child, but when he left, he shook his head regretfully, feeling that Xiao Wang Sun was born in the wrong place, and in the North Garden, where martial arts were in the wind, he had no room to play even if he learned to win the world.

The old man said that the Shadow King was very dissatisfied with this, a weak grandson was enough, if he became a nerd again, how could he save face?

The scholars were all driven away, and the two years of study left a clear mark on Schulitus, and his gaze was more and more indissoluble contemplation and inquiry from that time.

In the same year, Wang Sun's fate changed again.

Saritu's mother was the daughter of King Zhu, who is said to have taken turns holding babies with the old Khan, but strangely, he vaguely remembered his great-grandfather with a hard chest, but he had no impression of his grandfather, who was famous and flamboyant.

He stared at his grandson like a foreign animal, his eyes were cold, and there was only a moment of softness in between, and he said, "You look very much like your mother." ”

It is said that the king is gone, and after that, he will come every once in a while to tell the history and power of the Naihang people, teach the way of being a king, and occasionally chat a few words, which is a little more cordial than his grandfather.

No one revealed any information, and the king would not tell the truth to a child, but Shulitu soon understood his position, and one day he asked his father, "Are my grandfather and grandfather going to make me king of Khan?"

The father was taken aback, covered his mouth with his hand, looked around in horror, and when he was sure that there was no one left or right, he angrily asked, "Who told you this?"

"Nobody, the facts are clear. "Ten-year-old Shulitu is calm and doesn't look like a child.

His father stared at him for a long time, then suddenly sighed, "You will be a good Khan, but remember, never say such things again, especially in front of grandpa and grandfather." ”

Of course, Shulitu understood the seriousness of the matter, he just wanted to know if his surname was an extra guarantee.

This guarantee lasted for two years, Shulitu saw that the two old kings' careers were going smoothly, and he was ready to be a puppet, and in the past year, the king even occasionally showed his love for this grandson, which gave him a little hope that when his grandfather no longer needed a puppet, he might leave himself a place to live on the grassland.

On this hot summer's day, the dream was destroyed so completely and suddenly, it took Shulitu a night to figure it out: there had been an accident in the operation of the Dragon Court, and the dome of power supported by the kings could only be so badly damaged by external forces.

He wanted to communicate his thoughts with his father, the new Shadow King, but he never got the chance, and suddenly the news of his death came, he became the latest Shadow King, and a man who was never in the plan would break into his life, and the outside force was close at hand.

Shu Litu had heard the name of the dragon king for a long time, and he still had a little childlike curiosity left in his heart, killing people like hemp, immortality, and man-eating demon birds, these words left a deep impression on him, he fantasized about seeing this demon of the Western Regions with his own eyes, but he never thought that one day he would be under his control.

The news of his father's death was brought by a chubby military advisor, and Shulitu didn't have much communication with him, but he immediately realized what "control" was.

Fang Wen immediately took over all the documents and seals, appointed himself as the temporary guardian of the new king, summoned the centurion and above officers, explained the current situation to them, and claimed that the Shadow King entrusted the orphans to the dragon king before his death.

It was only then that Shulitu saw the dagger that his father had left for him.

The officers were silent, they had heard of the great changes in the close servants, but they were full of confidence in the eight thousand soldiers of their own people, so they looked at the little master together, and waited for his reaction, and at the slightest hint, they would chop the white fat man into meat sauce.

Shu Litu took the dagger and stared at it for a long time, and some of the officers' hands even touched the hilt of the knife before he raised his head and said solemnly: "This is my father's relic, what Mr. Fang said is true, from now on, the Dragon King will be my guardian." ”

Xiao Wang Sun's calming order Fang Wen was impressed, and he was ready to take hostages if necessary, and brought more than a dozen close army officers such as Shangguan Fei and Li Man to this end.

Shu Litu didn't particularly understand what his father meant, this dagger did have a special significance, it was the object of his parents' marriage, ordinary people would not know, and foreigners would not know, Fang Wen was handed over to him, which must indicate that his father really trusted the dragon king.

But he rarely heard his father mention this demon, and the Shadow King family was not alone, and there were many powerful relatives, but his father chose the strange Dragon King.

Gu Shenwei understood the actions of the Shadow King before his death as a trust, and he didn't feel that this was a deception at all, if the Shadow King wanted to entrust the orphan to someone else, he should ask the Dragon King to give the dagger to this person, instead of directly appointing Shu Litu.

Gu Shenwei had long heard from the Xiao Yan clan that the puppet chosen by the King of Chase was the grandson of the Shadow King, and since then he had been interested in this twelve-year-old child, but he didn't expect the two to be tied together so soon.

The Shadow King didn't deserve to die, and Gu Shenwei really wanted to continue his alliance with him, but a cold arrow brought him a new ally.

Gu Shenwei hadn't thought too much about this, and after Liman and Azheba offered their allegiance, more than a hundred officers of the close army were willing to follow the dragon king, and more than fifty others took their leave, promising to repay the favor in the future.

Gu Shenwei was not sure what the result would be of wooing this group of officers, so he ordered Fang Wen to go to the east to take over the army of the Shadow King, and he himself led the other officers to return to the camp in the west as soon as possible.

Shangguan Ru ran ahead of everyone and the bad news, and along the way, she had already thought of a plan, and instead of going back to the Dragon Army camp directly to mobilize the female soldiers of the Fragrance Country, she went straight to the camp of the Xiao Yan clan not far away.

Xiao Yan has ** thousand cavalry loyal to her alone, although she is under house arrest, but her life is not in danger, Torsai still has to use her, house arrest is only to prevent her from leaking news to the Dragon King.

Hearing that Tosai was dead and that a chaotic battle was imminent, Xiao Yan knew that one of the shields had fallen, and immediately took action, under the pretext of visiting Luo Ningcha to get out of house arrest, gathered his army, and publicly announced Tosai's death to the soldiers of King Yao.

Shangguan Ru had already returned to the Dragon Army camp at this time, and the female soldiers immediately entered a state of readiness, but instead surrounded Tosai's camp, demanding that the other party immediately hand over Queen Ju and others who had been "invited" here.

When Gu Shenwei rushed back, the crisis had just been resolved, and more and more news came, and King Yao's subordinates finally believed that the prince was dead, and were willing to lay down their arms and hand over Queen Ju, but they refused to surrender.

Surrender to women and foreigners, which was an unimaginable humiliation for the Beiting cavalry.

"Tosai has a few brothers who are alive and well and are vying for the throne. After seeing the Dragon King, Xiao Yan immediately suggested, "This time we have to find someone who is obedient." ”

Gu Shenwei has already found a good puppet, and if all goes well, he hopes to impose more titles on Shulitu.

He hadn't had time to guess the thoughts and thoughts of the twelve-year-old prince.

(To be continued)