Talking about Prince Jieli, the banquet has come to the last moment.
Bai Song did not intend to make any publicity, but the news of Xingchen Khan's appearance was not only known to the Aji tribe.
The five Turks who were beaten by Bai Song were sent back to Furong Garden. They were begging for mercy in various ways, but they were probably unconvinced in their hearts.
The beaten Turkic prince belonged to the Ash tribe.
Among the seven major tribes in Furong Garden, they are roughly divided into two factions.
One faction was pro-Tang, and the other was anti-Tang.
The Ashe tribe obviously belongs to the anti-Tang faction, which is completely opposite to the pro-Tang policy of the Aji tribe.
The small Ashe tribe did not dare to challenge the Aji tribe, which was also a sacred tribe, but the tribe had already spread the news to the Jieli tribe.
The legend about the leader of the Aji tribe spread throughout the Turks. On the one hand, everyone knew that he was a Han Chinese full of legendary stories, and at the same time he was the murderer of Prince Jieli.
This account has always been remembered in the mind of Jieli Khan. Even if all the Turkic tribes respect the wishes of Tian Khan and submit to the Aji tribe, the Jieli tribe led by Jieli Khan will never surrender.
On the contrary, the Jieli clan has been looking for the person who killed the eldest prince.
The Ash tribe knew that if this news reached the ears of Jieli Khan, Jieli Khan would definitely be very grateful.
At the last moment of the banquet, a horse team stopped at the entrance of the Aji tribe's courtyard. Jieli Khan walked straight into the courtyard regardless of the Aji tribe's obstruction. His accompanying men formed small groups and controlled all the Aji tribesmen who blocked him along the way.
, and finally stood in the banquet hall, wearing a wolf crown symbolizing royal power, scanning everyone present like an old wild wolf, with a rainbow-like momentum and majesty.
"Jieli tribesmen, what are you doing? Do you know where this place is?" A Ling stood up anxiously, pointed at Jieli Khan in the middle and shouted loudly.
That Jieli Khan didn't take a woman seriously, he actually drew his scimitar in the hall and pointed it at Bai Song who was sitting high in the center!
He recognized Bai Song!
Perhaps it was the father's obsession with his son that made him recognize this misfit Han scholar at a glance!
He believed that this was the murderer who killed his most proud son!
An extremely handsome scholar!
This guy fits all the descriptions perfectly!
Who else could it be but him!
Jieli Khan drew a sword in the courtyard of the Aji tribe. Everyone woke up for a moment. The sound of swords being drawn was heard one after another inside and outside the hall, whether it was the people brought by Jieli Khan or the Aji tribe.
Everyone showed off their weapons without hesitation.
After a wonderful banquet, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point. Seeing that a bloody conflict was about to occur, an old Turkic man next to Jieli Khan who also wore a wolf crown suddenly stopped in front of him and whispered: "Jieli Khan.
Brother, don’t be impulsive!”
The man in the middle who looked at each other coldly stood there like a stubborn stone, still pointing the knife at Bai Song, as gloomy as a dead man, and said word by word: "Today, I will avenge my son!"
"Jieli!" An Aji tribesman stopped in front of Bai Song and refused to give in. "This is the Star Khan who was conferred by the Khan of Heaven and rules the entire Turkic tribe. How dare you be so presumptuous?!"
"Hahaha!"
Jieli's wild laughter resounded in the hall, and he turned around and shouted: "There is only one khan in the Turks! Listen to what they say about who is the khan of the Turks!"
"Jieli Khan, Jieli Khan!"
The shouts of the Turks outside were loud, and I don't know how many people they brought with them.
At this time, an Aji tribe member came to A Ling and whispered a few words. A Ling's face changed and she hurried to Bai Song: "Chief, our people have been controlled by Jie Li's people."
The Aji people in front changed their expressions after hearing this: "Jieli, do you want to rebel?"
"You...you all calm down."
The old Turk seemed not to have expected that things would become so tense, and quickly stood between the two sides.
This man is the current leader of the Ash tribe, and he came here to use Jieli's power to get an explanation for his son.
But the seriousness of the matter far exceeded his imagination. He did not want to cause internal strife among the tribesmen. He said hurriedly: "Brother Jieli, we are all Turks. If you have anything to say, let's talk! We are all in the same situation now.
, the entire Turkic people have suffered heavy losses and cannot afford to fight among themselves. We are only here for the Han people, so we don’t want to cause conflicts among our own people."
Jieli Khan's dry eyelids trembled and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Hand over this Han man, and we can pretend that nothing has happened."
"This is our clan leader! Who dares to touch our clan leader?! The Aji clan will fight to the death with them!"
"With a Han as king, do you Aji people have any honor to speak of?!"
"It was the clan leader who led us to defend the royal court. It was you, the Jieli clan, who burned down our Moon Lake and attacked your own compatriots. What honor do you, the Jieli clan, have?"
Both sides insisted on their own opinions, and the leader of the Ash clan tried to smooth things over in the middle.
The scene was chaotic and conflicts could break out at any time.
At this time, Bai Song slowly walked up to Jieli Khan: "Turkic tradition, when there are irreconcilable conflicts between tribes, a duel can be used. Each tribe sends the most powerful warrior in the tribe, regardless of life or death.
, after the duel, both sides must unconditionally put aside all hatred and surrender to the winner. Han Bai Song, the current chief of the Aji tribe, is willing to fight on behalf of the Aji tribe. Do you dare? Jieli Khan!"
There was silence in the room, and everyone looked at Bai Song in disbelief. No one expected Bai Song to say such a thing.
Is this a challenge to Jieli Khan?
Jieli Khan was the first warrior of the Turks a few decades ago. He had no rivals in the grasslands for decades. Although he is old now, no one doubts Jieli Khan's fighting ability, even the most ferocious in the grasslands.
The wolves would not dare to provoke such a person.
A frail Han scholar in the Bai Song Dynasty not only had the title of Turkic clan leader but also had the fighting power of a Turkic warrior. Such a small body was simply not enough for one hand of Jieli Khan.
"Mr. Bai!" Qing'er woke up at some point, and when she heard this, her face turned pale.
A-ling also hugged Bai Song's arm anxiously, signaling Bai Song not to be so impulsive.
Jieli Khan looked in disbelief. He felt that what he heard was a bit unreal, and he was stunned for a long time.
Bai Song looked at him coldly: "Don't you want to avenge your son? Now I'll give you a chance!"
"Hahahaha...Okay! Good boy! You have the guts. Since you are sincerely seeking death, of course I will..."
"Father! Leave it to me to avenge your eldest brother!" A rough voice intervened between the two of them, and a young man pushed past several people and walked to Jieli Khan's side.
Needless to say, this person is the Prince Jieli mentioned earlier.
"Do you dare if I fight you?!"
"Head of the clan, I cannot agree. This is Prince Jieli, who is also recognized as the first warrior of the Turks today. No one in the entire Turkic clan is his opponent! The clan leader cannot duel with him! Even a duel with Jieli Khan is better than him...
…”
Bai Song looked at the unattractive Prince Jieli in front of him and thought thoughtfully: "The new first warrior of the Turks? In other words, he became the first warrior of the Turks after I killed that one, so he is not very powerful, right?
?If I can kill one Turkic warrior, I can kill two Turkic warriors."
Bai Song's words were too arrogant and caused many Turks to become restless.
Prince Jieli laughed wildly after listening to his master: "Hahaha... Do you think I don't know the means you used to kill my eldest brother and Sirius? They are just some despicable and shameless means. In the duel field, there is no difference between heaven and earth."
I will lend you my strength and killing you is like crushing an ant!"
"Okay, I accept your challenge! Time and place?"
"Early tomorrow morning, there will be an open grassland outside the courtyard. Under the witness of the Turkic people, I, Prince Jieli, challenge you, the leader of the Aji tribe, on behalf of the Jieli clan. The emperor canonizes you as the Khan of the Stars! Life and death are determined by God, and the past grudges have been wiped out."
"If I win, the Jieli clan will always be loyal to the Aji clan and become vassals of the Aji clan. Otherwise, the entire Aji clan will live and die at their own mercy!"
"good!"
A life-and-death agreement was reached in an instant.
Jieli Khan was satisfied and determined that there would be no suspense in the battle tomorrow.
With laughter, a group of hundreds of people walked away.
After all the Jieli clan was gone, Qing'er came to Bai Song: "What are you doing? Why are you risking your life? Why are there no discussions at all?!"
Bai Song was extremely calm and said in a deep voice: "My identity has been known to him. Sooner or later he will find me to avenge his son. This kind of potential threat should be resolved as soon as possible. Moreover, I don't have to
I have never thought about being fair and aboveboard. No matter how powerful the Turks are, they will not be Jian Shisan's opponent. When we duel tomorrow, let Jian Shisan hold down the battle from the side. If I lose, I can kill them."
"Will killing Prince Jieli in the duel cause a Turkic mutiny?"
"So I will not give up easily. I will try my best to win the duel. If possible, I will also use a brighter way to get rid of this Turkic scourge."
"Mr. Bai, you... why are you?! In terms of poetry and prose, the young master is unparalleled in the world, but in terms of martial arts, the young master..."
"Qing'er, people change, and I also experienced some changes on the way to Beijing. I don't think I have any chance in tomorrow's duel."
Qing'er didn't understand what Bai Song was talking about, but she saw Bai Song walking slowly outside the hall into the drizzle.
Under the dim light of the evening, Bai Song's back was still so slender and thin, without any heroic spirit. How could he talk about martial arts?
Everyone looked at Bai Song, watching him slowly close his eyes in the rain, as if he was meditating.
But in the next second, a strange phenomenon occurred!
The drizzle was like silk, as gentle as a girl's hand, and light but could not fall on Bai Song's body. The slight rain and dew on the wolf fur cloak gradually evaporated into bursts of white mist, and the wind actually brought a wave of
heat……
"This is……"
Qing'er's pupils shrank, and her heart was horrified.
The girl from the Mohist family does not know martial arts, but the Mohist family once recruited heroes from all over the world. The little girl once saw a sword cutting through rivers and seas, and a finger breaking through the sky. How could she not know what this heat wave was?
And Bai Song shook his wolf fur, white mist evaporated instantly, a pale air rose into the sky, mixed with the wind and rain, and the clouds rolled and relaxed in the sky and the earth, just for a moment!
[The author has something to say]
There is still one or two chapters to come, but just like yesterday, I can only wait until early tomorrow morning. The new plot is a bit hesitant and I wrote it over and over again two or three times. Finally, I decided to write it like this. I hope I will still be satisfied with it.
