He had no impression of Tiemur, but he knew very clearly that this title should not appear here at this time.

Although Tiemur's "rebellion" has not yet reached this ancestral land, he should have been arrested by the Song army.

How did he come here?

What do you want to do when you come here?

Why are these 800 warriors so respectful to him?

Shimke is not a fool. At this moment, many thoughts flashed through his head.

He looked a little more natural on his face. He walked forward with a look of confusion, his eyes falling on Tiemuer's face, "You... are Tiemuer?"

He was destined to not inherit the throne, but his matriarchal status had been in his ancestral land for many years, but of course he still knew about the striking figures like Tiemur.

The term third prince was still somewhat prestigious in the Yuan Dynasty.

"Uncle Simke."

Timur smiled and turned his head, bowing to Simke.

Among them, there are no popular names such as Uncle Thirteen or Uncle Fourteen.

"Why are you..." Simk couldn't help but ask, "Why are you back here?"

He looked at the diehards behind Tiemur again, "They..." Among these people, some of them were familiar faces he had dealt with back then.

Although I am not young now, who was not a romantic figure in Zhongdu City back then?

Simke's eyes were full of doubts.

Timur still looked smiling and said, "This matter is a long story. Uncle Simke, what should we do when we go inside?"

"This..." Simk hesitated, his eyes flashed a few times, and said, "You have so many people, how about letting me go in and say hello to the two uncles first?

I'd also prepare things to welcome you."

The two uncles he mentioned were the only two remaining Yuan Dynasty princes of the same generation as Kublai Khan in this ancestral land, and they were also the most noble people in this ancestral land.

"hehe."

Tiemuer nodded and said, "Then you will be Uncle Lau."

Simk agreed repeatedly and hurriedly ran into the door.

He is from Uncle Tiemur, so he shouldn't be afraid of Tiemur, but these 800 warriors suddenly greeted Tiemur with a kneeling ceremony, which really made his whole heart hang up.

Timur sneered and watched Simke leave.

At this time, Brother An stood up from the ground and whispered to Tiemu, "Third Prince, are we waiting here?"

Tie Muer glanced out of the corner of his eyes at the mysterious middle-aged man who was following him and said, "No hurry, I want to see how our two old princes will greet me, the third prince..."                                                                                                       

Ango agreed and retreated to the side.

Eight hundred silent soldiers stood up at this time.

Simk hurriedly ran to the distance, rode his horse, and then galloped towards the middle of the white yurt group.

His face was already full of panic.

When he got to a yurt that looked extremely gorgeous in the middle, he dismounted and almost rolled and crawled inside, and then shouted, "Uncle Chidi, something bad is wrong! something bad is wrong!"

The yurt was filled with the fragrance of wine.

The ground is covered with pure white earthen hall made of animal skin. Although it is not particularly exquisite, it also shows luxury.

There was a big fat man sitting directly above, and there were several guests sitting upright on both sides.

There are beauties in your arms.

There is a musician playing music in the corner.

Simk ran into it and was slightly stunned. He first looked at the man in the middle of the top, and then looked at the person on the left next to him, "Uncle Alahan is here too..." The man in the middle is the real existence of the true uncle and uncle.

The person on the left is the same.

Both of them were veritable princes of the Great Yuan Dynasty.

"Simke!"

In the middle, I saw Simke's rash and unhappy look, "What makes you so panicked?"

"You, haven't you heard that cry just now?"

Simke said with panic on his face and aftertaste.

"voice?"

Naruto said: "What's the cry?"

At the same time, the sound of silk and bamboo stopped.

Everyone in the room looked at Shimk.

"The Third Prince!"

Shimke said: "The third child of Zhenjin is that Tiemur. He came with many courtiers! Just now, just now, our eight hundred guardians knelt down to him, and this is clearly to be loyal to him!"

"What?"

Listening to this naked, his face suddenly changed and he suddenly stood up.

Immediately afterwards, Alahan next to him also stood up and said with a blushing face: "The eight hundred warriors of the protectors have allegiance to him?"

By looking at their expressions, you can tell how loud the name Tiemur is among the nobles of the Yuan Dynasty.

"yes."

Simke said: "Two uncles, think of a solution quickly! He...he came back with so many ministers, but things are not that simple..."                                                                                                              

The naked face changed a few times, and then he shouted to the outside.

He looked gloomy, "Temuer must have wanted to run back by tricks. We can't let him ruin our affairs."

"bad thing?"

However, at this moment, Tiemur's voice suddenly sounded outside, "Uncle, what you said, shouldn't you surrender to the Song Dynasty?"

Tie Muer took two people to open the curtain and walked inside with a smile, "This is our ancestral land of Dayuan, a place where glory is poured everywhere. Why? You have lived here for so long, not only have your bodies not been washed by glory, but have you lost your blood in the grassland's courage?"

He was following two people, his face cold.

He held the ice blade in his hand, and was still bleeding.

Tie Muer is not simple. He was willing to abandon the Zhenwu realm master in order to play the show for Zhenjin. Obviously, there are other people around him who are not inferior to those chess pieces.

These two are both existences in the True Martial Realm.

Of course, there were experts in the ancestral land, but just now, they were easily killed by the two.

"You..." Seeing Tie Muer's momentum naked, he looked at the murderous aura of the two beside him, and his heart beat half a beat slower.

But at least he had seen the scene when he was young, so he quickly recovered and laughed dryly, "What, how is that possible..." Even he had heard of what kind of personality Tiemuer had, which can be said to be extremely fanatical.

If he admitted that he wanted to join Song, he might not be sure what the guy from his grandchildren would do.

It is not easy to see the two people holding weapons, and everyone who drinks here is used to being comfortable. Once they fight, they are afraid they won’t even have a chance to survive.

The heroes don’t suffer any loss at the moment. Those who are “forced” to this place probably understand this truth.

"Then why did I hear my uncle just say that he wanted to summon all the troops?"

Tiemuer stepped forward and said, "Can it be to capture me Tiemuer and then go to the Song Dynasty to seek credit and reward?"

"How is that possible!"

He smiled embarrassedly, "You are the hope of our Borjijin family, so I will certainly protect you well.

How could there be any idea to catch you?"

Then he led the topic back, "By the way, how did you come back?"

I heard you brought a lot of court officials back?"

"yes."

Tiemur nodded and said, "They are waiting outside!"

As he said that, he walked straight to the naked face and whispered: "Uncle Zu, I really believe that you will protect me, but I still prefer to control my own destiny.

In addition, when my father left, he had already passed the throne to me, so please give me the tiger talisman of this elite soldier in the ancestral land, how about it?"
Chapter completed!