On the first day of the contest, the Dragon King competed with Prince Dotun to see who was more popular with the soldiers.

Shulitu brought more than 90,000 cavalry, and another 50,000 close servants remained at the site of the Dragon Court to guard the tomb of the old Khan until next summer.

In the choice of the location of the military camp, Shulitu took a lot of painstaking measures, which happened to be located nearly 100 miles north of the midpoint line between Tongtianguan and the capital of Xiaowan Kingdom, and the distance between him and the two allies was a quick horse away.

The two contenders showed different styles from the start, with Gu Shenwei leading only 200 guards, and Dotun bringing 3,000 of the strongest cavalry, and when the two sides met outside the barracks, they made a judgment on the page.

Dotun greeted the Dragon King warmly, and the two of them greeted each other, and in the eyes of those who didn't know the details, they were best friends, and the alliance was unbreakable.

"Is that the little king Shulitu?" said Doton curiously, pointing to the thin figure at the gate of the barracks, who was his grandchild, and the two had never met.

"Yes. Gu Shenwei jumped off the horse and handed the reins to Long Chuanyun.

Dotun hesitated slightly, according to the tradition of the Beiting people, it was not rude to ride into the camp on horseback, and in the end he jumped off his horse, grabbed a few steps, stepped on the withered yellow weeds, and walked side by side with the dragon king to the military camp that was destined to belong to him.

Dressed in a full suit of armor that didn't fit well, Shulitu looked at the two people who would decide his fate, and thought to himself that they were really tall, even the dragon king, who was more familiar with him before, seemed to have grown a lot taller.

The two adults got closer and closer, one was as cold as ice, the other was enthusiastic, Shulitu subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he tried to control his body, smiled, and went through what he had to say in his mind again, the Dragon King and the Prince of Dotun, it is not appropriate to mention either first, is it called "two highnesses", or "two kings"?

Things were not quite what Shulitu had imagined, and before he could speak, Dotun had already picked him up and said in a loud voice: "The victor of the dispute between kings, the new king who rose in the melee of the dragon court, haha, is worthy of being the great-grandson of the old Khan king." ”

Shulitu was a little flustered, he struggled a few times and didn't get rid of it, his whole body armor made him feel overwhelmed, but it was light in Dodun's arm, "Your Highness Dodun, please ......"

Dotun turned to the three thousand cavalry he had brought, and commanded in a higher voice, "Cheers to the new king!"

The whistling of people, the neighing of horses, and the crisp sound of whips, like a sudden rainstorm falling on the grassland, were familiar to all the cavalry inside and outside the barracks, so they responded in unison, and the "torrential rain" became even more violent.

Dotun put down Shulitu, raised his left hand, and walked into the barracks together as if he were leading a foal, and received the cheers of the soldiers.

Shulitu staggered to follow, holding on to his helmet with the other, and the confidence he had built up was gone, and he seemed to be back to the way he was: his grandfather, the old Shadow King, left him on horseback and forced him to learn to ride in order to prove that he was the true prince of Khan.

The dragon lord was completely ignored, and he walked through the crowd like a ghost, countless eyes passing through him, eagerly searching for the figure of Prince Dotun.

From the first step into the camp, Dotun was already in a hurry, and until he entered his tent, he could still hear the cheers from outside.

The military advisor was waiting for him in the tent.

Fang Wen seemed to be gaining weight with an irrepressible trend, and Gu Shenwei barely remembered what the thin scholar looked like when they first met.

"Listen, Dotun really has a hand. "I haven't seen each other for nearly two months, Fang Wen didn't have a word of greeting, and immediately entered the topic.

"He's good at this. ”

"Let me guess that the kings' soldiers cheered a little more, and the nearby soldiers had fewer cheers. ”

"You should go out and have a look. ”

Fang Wen shook his head, "No need, I've seen enough, Liman and Azheba have cultivated a lot of supporters for Dotun, after these two people left, they still continued to work hard, a considerable number of soldiers have already regarded Dodun as the new Khan King, only the vision of the close servants is still so high, and they have to make a decision after observation." ”

"It seems that Dotun has the upper hand. ”

"Not necessarily. "Fang Wen is very happy to have the opportunity to refute the Dragon King," Liman and Azheba inadvertently did the Dragon King a great favor. ”

"Oh?"

"These two men were more innocent, and they believed in the alliance between the Dragon King and Dotun, and they said so when they raised their supporters, so that part of the cheers outside were given to the Dragon King. ”

"I didn't hear it. ”

"Hehe, the soldiers call you 'Faceling' and 'Ice King' in private, who would dare to show you too much in front of you? ”

"Looks like I'm going to tie up with Dotun. ”

"What does the Dragon King think of this person?"

"He's going to strike first. ”

Fang Wen understood the meaning of this sentence, in fact, he had been thinking about strategies according to this premise, "The close servants are a hurdle that Dotun can't get around, those soldiers have the blood of the Khan royal family on their hands, they are suspicious of any prince, they are afraid of reprisals, Dotun's supporters can't change this, he has to rely on himself." ”

"What about our plans?"

And so on. ”

"Just waiting?"

"Don likes to strike first, then let him take a few steps first, if he can restrain himself from the precipice, then it would be best, the alliance can continue, the Dragon King will get the Western Regions, and Don will get the North Court. If he doesn't come to his senses, he will accidentally cross the line, and then we can make a move. ”

"This line refers to the close guards?"

Fang Wen is smile, for a long time, in the face of endless conspiracies, it was the dragon king who ran in front, he chased behind him, and the dignity of the strategist was deeply hit, and finally had the opportunity to take the lead, the military advisor was very proud, "It's not just the close servants, there are two." The first line is the Holy King, one of the only two survivors of the ten old kings, who is now a prisoner, and the soldiers of the kings are disgusted with him and wary of him, but the kings and soldiers sympathize with him. The second line was Shulitus, who led his close army to 'discover' the tomb of the old Khan, and was therefore widely respected, but one of the greatest obstacles to the title of King Khan of Dotun. ”

Gu Shenwei thought for a long time, and agreed to the strategy of the military advisor, "Dotun will cross the line, he will not share power with anyone, but I have to prevent him from attacking me before he crosses the line." ”

"Rest assured, the Dragon King, there are no more than a few of your loyal supporters, who happen to live nearby, and they will keep you safe. ”

Long Chuanyun reported outside that the dinner was about to begin.

As is the tradition of the people of the North Garden, the banquet was on a grand scale, with as many as two hundred and thirty or forty participants, crowding the entire main tent, and the servants could only walk sideways.

Shulitu sat on the throne, the dragon king in his left hand and Dotun in his right.

It didn't take long for Xiao Wang to lose control, Dotun was older than him, seniors were higher than him, he was dignified, he knew all the rules of the Beiting people's wine table, at first, he just blocked the wine for Shu Litu, and soon, he became the only focus of the tent, the generals took turns to toast, and some young officers even knelt down to salute.

Gu Shenwei is not good at drinking, and like Shulitu, he became an audience at the banquet.

Shulitu leaned over and whispered to the Dragon King, "I'm so worried that one day if there is no wine, the soldiers will not fight. ”

"Each has its own customs, the people of the Western Regions love money, and the people of the Central Plains are afraid of officials. ”

"Hehe, it seems that I should be satisfied, no one has asked me for money yet. ”

Schulitu had changed a little, calmer and more easy-going than before, and if it weren't for the over-striking image of Dotun, the twelve-year-old would have been more like a king.

After three rounds of drinking, Duo Dun decided to step on the first line, earlier than Gu Shenwei and Fang Wen expected.

The king of the saint said that he was sitting in the corner, he was still one of the kings, but he no longer had a single soldier, he was captured by his grandson Xiao Wang, he was disgraced, and no one toasted him during the banquet, and he did not get up, and his eyes were even more indifferent than those of the dragon king.

Dotun walked as he walked up to the Holy King, and when the crowd found out who his target was, one by one fell silent, and before long the noisy tent fell silent.

"Your Highness, I have come to toast you with a glass of wine. ”

King Shengyue looked up at his strange brother in surprise, except for the nonsense when he was a child, Duo Dun did not leave any impression in his mind, "Your name is Duo Dun?"

If it weren't for the slight tremor in his voice, the irony of the Holy King's words would have been even better.

Don nodded with a smile, "I am also the son of the old Khan, your younger brother." ”

The king stood up with the wine bowl in his hand, "The old Khan king has sown a lot of seeds, and many people call you 'Your Highness', when did you call the king?"

The king of the saint said that he showed rare courage, and many people admired and worried at the same time.

"The moment when the old Khan ascended to heaven. Dotun calmly replied, "When the old Khan kings were fighting before the bones of the kings were cold, I became the king, like all the Khan's sons and grandsons. ”

"Hey, so there are many kings on the grassland, big and small, old and young, more than I have birds. ”

"Haha. "This is the advantage of the Khan family, and it is also the tradition of the North Court, the more people who claim the king, the better the people who finally become the Khan king." ”

"You want to be the Khan?"

"I am willing to be a stepping stone for the new Khan King, as long as the North Court can produce a great ruler, I will die without regrets. ”

"Hmph, it turns out that the several princes who died in the Dragon Court are stepping stones. ”

"Exactly, they have made their due contribution to the steppe, and any prince of Khan who inherits the throne will not forget them, which is why I have come to toast you. ”

The saint said that the king's face was red, and for a while, he wanted to smash the wine bowl at his younger brother, who was not able to do anything, and even reprimanded him in public.

But Dothon whispered a few words in his ear, and the face of the king changed again, and he drank the wine from the bowl, and without saying a word, sat down again, and lost his soul in the ensuing banquet.

Gu Shenwei and Fang Wen, who was not far away, glanced at each other, and they both thought of the same place: Duo Dun had safely stepped on the line of the Holy King, and his wrist was skillful.

That night, the king hanged himself in his tent, and Gu Shenwei wanted to know what Dotun had said to him.

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