"Khan..."

A general panicked and advised him. In order to save Zamuhe's face, he deliberately approached Zamuhe's ear and whispered: "These are all tribes on the grassland. Now they are already prisoners, so we don't need to kill the prisoners.

Kill them all, use such a tragic means to the same clan..."

"Shut up!"

Zamuhe could not listen to it: "Don't you listen to Ben Khan's orders?"

"Execute the command!"

The scimitar was drawn on the spot, and Liang was in front of all the soldiers. Seeing this, the soldiers did not dare to neglect them, so they had to raise the prisoners unwillingly and throw them into the pot one by one.

A thousand people could not stew it in seventy pots, and how many times would it take...

The captives fell into the pot and instantly felt the high temperature that had never been experienced before, eroding their flesh and blood. They kept wailing, but at most, they were completely dead in just two sounds...

The fire kept burning, and the rolling broth was cooked in less than a minute.

Zamuhe personally served a bowl in front of Genghis Khan's tribe.

"This is the end of the fight against Ben Khan!"

"I advise you to surrender now, otherwise you will be as good as their end, and you will not even be able to see the body."

Zamuhe raised the bowl, looked around at the people of Genghis Khan's tribe, and slowly put it into his mouth: "Oh!"

He pretended to take a few steps back subconsciously, let the bowl roll in front of him for a few times, sprinkled all the broth on the grassland, and presented the shocking meat and unmelted bones to everyone.

Zamuhe spread his hands and looked innocent:

"Sorry, Ben Han forgot that the soup is very hot."

"Do you guys want to drink?"

He curled his lips and sneered: "Benhan has a lot of pots."

"Zamuhe, you beast!"

"How can you treat tribes on the grassland like this?!"

"Don't try to step into the valley and cook us all if you have the gut!"

Genghis Khan's tribes were furious and completely remained with Zamuhe.

Zamuhe couldn't believe the scene in front of him, how could this happen?

He just wanted to intimidate Temujinbe, why did he make them more united?

Did he do something wrong?

No, the hero Zamuhe on the grassland will never do anything wrong, it must be because he did not do it ruthlessly enough!

"Eat, you all give me food!"

Zamuhe shouted at the other tribes.

"Khan, this..."

"Give me food!"

Zamuhe said without any doubt that he could no longer listen to anything against him!

Although the soldiers were extremely resentful, what could they do? At least they still have to listen to this person now.

To endure the resistance in my heart, I took a bowl to serve the soup. This was the first time these people who were used to blood that the smell of blood was so disgusting.

No, what is even more disgusting is the "hero" they are loyal to!

"Come on, let's drink together!"

Zamuhe forced the atmosphere and stared at every soldier drinking the broth. Many soldiers obviously showed displeasure or even resistance, but he didn't care.

Whoever dares not drink is his disloyalty to himself!

But, this still seems to have failed to scare Temujinbe?

Are you still not doing enough, or are you eating small people?

Haha, big man, he is not without it!

Zamuhe asked someone to tie the leader of the Nawudai tribe, Chaga Anwua, who was unfortunately captured in the battle a few days ago, to the front of the formation.

"Zamuhe, you must die a bad death!"

Chaga Anwua cursed angrily.

Zamuhe walked up to him arrogantly and pulled his sword against his neck.

"Did you see that Temujin, the turtle shrunk, dare not come to save his generals!"

"This is your loyal Khan, a waste who watches his troops be cooked and killed, and he dares not take action!"

Zamuhe shouted violently: "He is as weak as a sheep on the grassland. Being loyal to Ben Khan is the right way!"

"Ph! Are you worthy of comparing with our Khan?!"

Chaga Anwua's Adam's apple surged and spitted a sip of water at Zamuhe.

Zamuhe closed his eyes and opened them. Seeing that there was some saliva around his eyes, he was immediately angry and shouted, cutting off Chaga'anwu's head!

After beheading, he still did not vent his anger. He ran to the side to get a long rope, tied one end on his head and the other end on his ponytail, and rode a war horse decisively. With a whip, he dragged Chaga'anwu's head.

The troops ran back and forth before, and from time to time they showed victorious smiles at Genghis Khan and others.

"Hahaha, surrender quickly, otherwise I will have ten thousand ways to execute you!"

The picture turned again, Chaga'anwua's head was already very blurred, and Zamuhe was still smiling like a madman, enjoying this "threatening" move of self-immersion.

What he didn't notice was that many of his subordinates were clenching their fists, and their teeth were itchy.

He was so cruel. It would be fine if he was against people from the outside world, or one or two people, but how could he do this to so many tribesmen on the grassland?!

If they hadn't known what the others thought, they really wanted to have a big battle with Zamuhe and took his head to join Genghis Khan!

At least, Genghis Khan has never done such a violent act!

So, what would he do in the face of such a situation?

Zamuhe's generals were looking forward to Genghis Khan's reaction, thinking that if his performance could make him feel OK, what would it matter if he defected to him?

"Khan, fight out and fight with Zamu!"

"Khan, we can no longer tolerate Zamuhehu's behavior. Let me lead the army out!"

Subutai and other generals asked for battle one after another, wishing to fight with Zamuhe now.

Genghis Khan had long had his own plans. From a strategic perspective, sooner or later, he would double the shame he suffered today, and it would be fine even if he suffered some losses in today's tactics.

After all, those dead people are...

They are all abandoned children.

But I can't show it, otherwise my subordinates would be too disappointed.

"The whole army obeyed the order and rushed out with my Khan..."

Genghis Khan was about to give orders, Zhizhe saw Mu Huali's psychology and decisively dissuaded him in his biggest voice: "Khan must not!!!"

"Don't stop me, the Japanese Khan insists on fighting with Zamuhe to the death!"

Genghis Khan drew his sword and rushed forward.

Mu Huali stood in front of him, made a plea to kneel down, and held one of his knees with both hands:

"Khan, General Chaga Anwua and those tribes were sacrificed for our tribe. If you rush out at this time, you will definitely be ambushed by Zamuhe. We must not fall into the trap!"

"Otherwise, our tribes will be sacrificed in vain!"

Mu Huali's heart-wrenching voice resounded inside and outside the valley. Genghis Khan kicked him out. Mu Huali tried his best to hold him, and no matter how hard Genghis Khan tried, he was not thrown out.

"Khan, we will definitely avenge this revenge, but not now, not now!"

Mu Huali squeezed out tears and wiped with a huge range of movement. Whether it was his own side or the tribes opposite, most of them couldn't help feeling sad when they saw this scene. The generals of the Zamuhe tribe couldn't help but feel sorry for their surrender.

"ah!!!"
Chapter completed!