Thinking too much is something that those cunning and stupid enemies often do. Just find the most comfortable method, which is the best way to solve the problem. If someone makes something uncomfortable, then cut it off. The mountain blocks the view and cuts off the mountain. When people block the road, they cut off people. His father, the Khan of the previous generation, also died under his axe. Although it is claimed that he fell off a horse while hunting. die.
Unfortunately, the feeling of being wild and casual when I was young is becoming increasingly difficult to get...
Sometimes, in order to get something, it seems that it is destined to lose something else, and once some things are obtained, they have to pay more for maintenance... Just like now, the place behind him is still noisy, man, The woman's messy scenes made him feel like something more in his heart... The feeling was very bad, like a sticky plasma that filled his whole body, but there was no such pleasant one. Fishy smell.
He picked up the wine jar in his hand, and drank the spirits made from tequila in one go, and after a long time he let out a sigh of satisfaction.
But that uncomfortable feeling has not disappeared.
My whole body was itchy, from teeth, to fingers, wrists, and every bone joint seemed to itch, urging him strongly to grab the axe and cut off the things that dared to make him uncomfortable and unpleasant... ...But he knew that he couldn't cut off that thing.
Because the thing that made him uncomfortable was out of sight, he could not find it now - and the one who ran away with that thing was another person he could not cut off. The one who needed to be used with Datan The daughter of a marriage alliance, and another daughter who ran away with her.
His only two daughters.
Like the great khans on the grasslands, he, the golden khan, has many wives and many sons... and he is very good at giving birth to a son, which he used to be very good at... He and many descendants of concubines are sons, Until now, he even forgot how many he has... However, for ordinary herders, it is a good thing for his son to make his family prosperous. But as the Khan King, his daughter is also very important. ——It is not easy to take care of your son after he raises too much. It is very noisy, and although the daughter cannot do any work, it can at least be used to win over the leaders of other tribes.
That is a very simple way, and it works better than paying a lot of treasures.
The first time I used this method, I successfully got a very amazing treasure from Tuminis, a high-level mage and some low-level mages... That's something that the entire Krurod admires, but unfortunately why Is it a little more troublesome?
It's just a small trouble. As long as she hasn't left Crulod, she will always be able to catch it. Even if she learns magic, can she still be more amazing than the magic of the great god Congshan?
But now it seems that she is not doing anything to her...
I brought back the mage named Minaishir. This achievement was really great. I, the Khan, had also rewarded her before. If I could catch her with great fanfare, it would fall into the eyes of the tribe leaders because of the mage. The created status will decline a lot... What's more, the mage seems to be a little concerned about her. If it is too intense, it may lead to him canceling the mage tower that he finally settled down. plan.
Unfortunately, although the boastful boasts loudly, this so-called high wizard is actually no stronger than the great shaman. If you just use it to restrain the shaman's power or you can also take out more from there.
The benefits come... But have I been a little too positive about these mages over the past few months?
Many things are always like this, and when they don’t have them, they are jealous and eager. After they get to the hand, they know that it’s just that—not only isn’t satisfactory, but also some unexpected troubles follow…just like this magic. The mage tower
It's simply a big tank without a bottom. No matter how much it pours it, it's not just a drop of it... And what it pours it in is not water, gold, gems, and those things that don't know what it is, but are extremely valuable.
Ten months, the 'easy' of 600,000 gold coins... But let alone the magic tower, the entire foundation is said to have not been cleared yet. Although the Golden Court ordered Crullod, it was essentially
The income of wealth is far less abundant than that of the nobles of Tuminis... If I continue to build this place for a year or two, how many assets can I have left?
Moreover, those shamans are not fools, and they are consciously shaken by the foundation, how can they sit and wait for death? The mountain rats have to slap their legs before they die! These old guys who rely on the famous fox and fake tiger power of Congshan God will naturally be more troublesome to struggle.
Hundreds of times - even if they swear on the surface, saying something like "The God of Congshan protects the Great Khan", but if you think about it, you will know that those rumors such as "The God of Congshan has abandoned the Great Khan", except for these worries.
Old guys who have been passive in their jobs, who has the courage to let go?
This is indeed ridiculous, but it is the best way to deal with those brainless bastards!
How many days has this rumor been released? The tribes below began to be in a state of turmoil... It's really impossible to kill people!
So what else can I do with this big sweat? I cut off all these guys? I dare to think about it! If I really do it, even if the good guys under the gold tent can cut off the other wolf cubs, who will come?
To deal with the shamans of various tribes, even their witchcraft is not so useful, but at least the number has exceeded 800, which is more than thirty times that of those mages!
As a result, I had to think of some inferior methods... Otherwise, why would I have to use my youngest daughter to win over the Datan tribe? Could it be that my khan seems so confused? I don't know them
That prince is almost thirty years old, isn't he a good man for Lando?
I told her that she was a child of the golden tent, so she had to pay for the golden tent... As a result, the first person to cause trouble was Cecilia! She came directly and snatched people and ran away. She thought she
That's how she can finish it? Don't she know that if the Datan tribe, which has received the support of those shamans, will she really dare to raise the army and raise the flag and seize the golden tent?
All the thoughts slowly turned into a ball of no end in his head. So he sighed, picked up the wine jar, but found that it was empty... After throwing away the wine jar
, He noticed that the firelight in the tent in front of him seemed a little... too noisy and too bright
The herds move with the grass. Even the royal court is no exception, but the scale of the royal court is not comparable to the felt bags of ordinary servants and herds. The stacked tabernacles outside the golden tent have been stretched out and have been on the festival days.
The singing and dancing were just ordinary until dawn... But at this moment, the noise seemed a little special - the light of fire was shining. The sound of people was full of people, and for a moment, it made the golden tent quieter.
"What's wrong there?"
"It seems... no, it's the subordinate of the San'eige, who is drinking and causing trouble. He has crossed the boundaries."
The Khan raised his voice and made the sword guard who was at night at the entrance of the big tent immediately alert. It was dark and windy. Although the situation around the golden tent was reported regularly, it was impossible to be in every detail, so he could only rely on his position.
It is roughly speculated that the golden tent is surrounded by the golden tent. The continuous camps of various tribes and garrisons, etc. cover an area of four or five miles, comparable to a city. The scope is huge, and the news is inevitably lagging behind, just like a stone falling into the middle of a lake.
It will take some time for the ripples to reach the lakeside.
But Dahan hated the evasive words in the notification, and as a duty-by-duty person who didn't know the situation was a taboo... Therefore, even if you don't know what happened, these guards usually have several regular reasons to recommend.
Drank, drinking is the best thing to do if you miss things... On the grassland, men are good at drinking, no matter what happens later, they can be used as an excuse as a reason. It is a good excuse.
Golden Sweat shook his head.
On such a celebration day, the drunk guards walk around and then have friction with the guards on duty. Some messes are often happening. Drunk fighting is not a big deal, but this scale...
picture.
If it was just a fight and a riot, then this kind of commotion would only stagnate in place, but now the chaotic area is obviously moving, and it is very planned, crossing three different camps to defend... No, instead of
It is better to say that it is passing through... and it is drawn out a line with the weakest defense, and straight... towards here?
Mutiny?
Even more impossible, the elite guards stationed under the golden tent, and the family is around. The loyalty is far from comparable to those messy lower-class herders, not to mention the eight sons who belong to the Khan, even if there are two of them.
The three had private conspiracy, but there was no possibility of success.
If it was an assassin... but would the assassin rush into this big tent so blatantly? And how could it be that the existence of obvious hostility has not been surrounded for such a long time? He is still leaning towards it.
Here on my side?
In just a few breaths, I was almost approaching the vast empty space in front of the golden tent.
"Interesting." Dahan narrowed his eyes: "Is there anyone else dead?"
"Hehan (father), my son loves tooth thorns here."
A tall and strong figure then stepped out from a large tent with singing and singing. His half-body steel breastplate made his steps heavy as a hammer, roaring step by step. When he walked to the door of the tent, his eyes circulated: "It seems like it is."
Someone took advantage of the mess to make trouble. But there weren’t many people, I could just give me fifty rides and I could level it down.”
Cruold's sweat had a slight head and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
: "Take your 100 Golden Falcon Guards and stop me this riot." He ordered briefly, but then added when his son made a mistake in making the bill: "The annoying flies seem to have been
It's alarmed, don't let them joke.
"good!"
The brief response, the swift steps, and the sound of horse hooves and horns gathered after breathing made King Khan nod again.
Ai Tooth Thorn is his seventh son. He is not smart enough, but he is undoubtedly brave enough. He has a strong body inherited from his father. His straightforward personality is very famous among the guards, and it is rare to be
The soldiers were trained, and the tent recruited several exiled Touminis knights, which also made his cavalry guards outstanding among the guards of several princes. So the Golden Khan gave them the title of "Golden Falcon" and
Being a half-person army is also a reward—
But in the essence, he just hoped that those sons who were not very good at learning what the power of the Cruolds should have.
Just like now, there were at least four khans watching this scene in the big tent, but when he spoke, he only responded to love teeth... Each of them was breathing so heavily that even the sound of the wind at the door of the tent was suppressed.
It's really gimmick to pretend to be drunk.
The Golden Khan shook his head and stopped thinking about these troublesome things.
Because the trouble has come to my mind.
Through the 100 Golden Falcon Guards who had just lined up, a group of people ran out from the opposite side of the empty field in front of the Golden Tent... dozens of shield-holding guards separated to both sides. There were only four people exposed among them.
The man who took a slow step and covered his whole body by a white burqa made King Khan frown silently.
As a Cruold, he had only heard of the so-called great knights, sword saints and other existences in the legends of those minstrels - including himself. The most powerful group of warriors around him were also powerful.
However, it is just that the level of a high-middle knight, without understanding the laws of the world, the limit that human power can reach is nothing more than that.
But lack of power does not mean lack of vision—
In the eyes of the Khan King, this white man was so abrupt and dazzling. The luster of hundreds of torches around him shone everything into a dark and golden red. Only that white robe was as pure as snow and was not stained with dust.
But there is no magic luster attached to it. It looks like the heroes in legends who can compete with the casters alone.
Why do such people appear here?
While thinking, the two sides had already confronted each other.
"Who are you!"
"Who are you?"
"I am the descendant of Golden Khan..."
"Okay, this descendant, I'm asking you Khan for something. Can you tell me? Ah, forget it. I'm here, I'll go and tell him directly."
As Crullod's bloodline, the sound of the love thorns is always full of momentum, and the sound is shocking three miles, but what is surprising is the voice that answers him - it is a gentle voice, telling in a casual tone
There was no power at all, and it was almost lost in this chaos... But strangely, when his words sounded, what was silent was the chaos around him. Even the young prince
The roar was interrupted by it in an instant...it made people feel extremely depressed.
What's more, there is that malicious and mean response?
The strong prince shouted angrily and urged the horse to rush forward. A thirty-pound long-handled axe had swung for a month and a half in the way. Obviously, he didn't want to give the guy who dared to mock him any chance... just one person
The impact of a horse was just starting, and a crisp sound was clearly heard. The tall horse with a thorny trembled and neighed, and the front legs bent at a strange angle, piercing towards the ground, and the prince was caught off guard by a huge
With the force swept, the whole body flew forward! He drew a curve in the air with his hands and feet, and he crashed heavily into the roof of a tent on the side! The sheepskin ripped and collapsed, but
There are still a series of broken sounds mixed in, which is very sensational.
"Oh my god, nine times of accidents are fast, and a small speeding disaster is a big disaster. Young people can't be careless."
The white-haired young man was still walking forward in a leisurely manner, as if he had not seen a few knights rushing forward at all. The giant axe and scimitar carried a creepy cold light, and his voice was like rolling thunder: "There are people like killing people."
It's not something to shout."
When the word came out, he closed his hands and held his fingers together.
When the light words ended, a series of light sounds in Titicaca had already shaken the air. Before the weapons in the hands of more than ten chargers touched them, their heads had exploded into a fluffy of blood mist!
With the help of the horses under their seats, they immediately stopped their pace! Facing the four slowly walking figures, their whole bodies trembled, and finally they couldn't even keep their standing posture, and they just knelt down on the ground.
The mud on his forehead, and even foamed at his mouth, fainted, and arranged on the side of the road that the people walked by became a road that caused an uproar among all the bystanders.
The Cruolds, who claim to be the son of Congshan, are brave and fearless. Death cannot make them retreat, but it is because of a big scar on their head, but it is not silent and for no reason... That person is just slowly moving forward.
Okay, more than a dozen elite riders had broken brains and turned blood red all day long, and they all died inexplicably. These knights from herders, who were born, have seen such strange murder scenes since they were young?
What's more, twelve or three people died in an instant, but those people seemed to have no movement at all, just slowly walked through the empty scene.
"Tell you first, I'm not as patient as I seem on the surface, really."
The man was still talking slowly, his voice was gentle and slow, but at this moment, even his voice was as pleasant as the sing of orioles. It was heard in everyone's ears, and it was exactly the same as the roaring wind from the ghosts.
The knights held the weapons in their hands and grabbed the reins, but even though hundreds of knights and thousands of sword guards gathered around the Golden King's tent at this moment, their eyes could only be seen endlessly in the other's sight.
Fear!
"The evil method of fooling people... do you think we don't have spellcasters?" Dahan suddenly sneered: "You are welcome to the Great Shaman!"