After a night's rest, Bai Song's body has recovered, but the wound on his waist still needs time to heal, but with Bai Song's physique, this injury will not have any impact on him.
The Turkic ethnic groups witnessed the duel and also witnessed the duel parties fulfilling their duel promises.
The Jieli clan needs to surrender to the Aji clan.
At noon the next day, a grand banquet was held quietly in the Furong Garden.
Since the Turkic people have multiplied to this day, the Aji people have always been an inconspicuous group among all ethnic groups, but now they want to stand above the first tribe.
Thinking of this, even the grassland people have to lament the changes of the times and the alternation of power.
Representatives from all tribes were present at the banquet as witnesses.
Bai Song wore a Turkic costume and sat in the highest position. People from other tribes rushed to toast and express their congratulations. Only the Jieli tribe had a dull expression and said nothing.
In the room behind the banquet hall, A Ling sat upright and looked at the elderly Turks in the room seriously.
This man is somewhat similar to Jieli Khan. His name is Jieli Doye. He is the brother of Jieli Khan and one of the royal members of the Jieli clan.
"My family leader wants to ask you, if civil strife breaks out in the Jieli clan, will you be able to suppress them with your reputation?"
Jie Liduoye frowned and thought for a while, then nodded: "If all the other tribes stand on the side of the Aji tribe, I think I can win the hearts of the Jie Li tribe."
"Very good. The head of my family said that Jieli Khan and Prince Jieli cannot truly surrender. He needs an ally who is more trustworthy and more obedient."
"If Chief Aji allows me to successfully become the new Jieli Khan, Jieli Doye hereby swears that he will follow Chief Aji forever and obey the instructions of Star Khan."
A Ling nodded: "Go ahead, the fun outside should be about to begin."
During the banquet outside, just at noon, the royal family of Jieli came in.
Everyone stood up with solemn expressions.
Jieli Khan and Prince Jieli walked in front, dressed in the grandest clothes, one holding a wine glass in one hand, the other holding a scimitar, and led a team of more than fifty people to Bai Song slowly.
"The Jieli clan, according to the agreement, will be vassals of the Aji clan from now on."
Jieli Khan spoke very briefly, glanced to the side, knelt down on one knee, and held up the sword he carried with both hands.
Bai Song smiled, looked at Jieli Khan seriously, and said with great interest: "I hope you can truly surrender this time, otherwise..."
Bai Song didn't say anything more, picked up the saber and placed it in front of his seat.
Prince Jieli followed closely behind, kneeling on one knee and lowering his head: "Xingchen Khan, this is the horse wine that our Jieli clan expresses its surrender. After drinking this glass of wine, the Jieli clan will be at your disposal from now on."
Bai Song also looked at the thick horse wine in front of him, drank it in one gulp without thinking too much.
Seeing Bai Song drinking down the horse wine without any precautions, Prince Jieli's eyes flashed with a trace of unnoticeable secret joy.
Bai Song put down his wine glass and said loudly: "Okay, from now on we are all our own people. Only by letting go of the hatred in the past can the Turks develop."
After a simple mobilization, the ceremony was completed, and people continued to come to toast Bai Song and greet him.
Bai Song didn't say anything. After paying a little attention to the performance of Jie Li and his son, he found that the two of them had been paying attention to Bai Song's movements.
Bai Song smiled and shook his head, not caring, and saw Jieli Doye quietly returning to the table.
At this time, Bai Song pretended to be drunk and staggered down on the table.
From the perspective of others, Bai Song was drunk due to excessive alcohol, which made many Turkic people laugh.
At this time, Prince Jieli suddenly stood up, raised his wine glass and said to Bai Song, who was at the head of the table: "Xingchen Khan, I propose a toast to you."
Bai Song lay on the table and did not respond.
"Star Khan!" Prince Jieli shouted again.
"Prince, stop shouting, Star Khan is drunk."
"Drunk?" Prince Jieli raised the corner of his mouth and turned around to give his father a look, "I'm afraid he'll never wake up!"
With that said, Prince Jieli walked to Bai Song's table in a few steps, picked up the scimitar that was offered earlier, and pulled it out of its sheath with a clang!
Miso miso miso......
A series of sounds of drawing swords sounded in the banquet, and all the Jieli tribesmen showed their weapons.
The sudden change broke the harmony at the table. People from other tribes also stood up one after another, but they did not draw their swords. They were just very surprised.
"Jieli Khan, what are you doing?"
"Kill all the Aji tribe!" Jieli Khan sneered, "How dare a mere Aji tribe make our Jieli tribe a vassal?! What a nonsense!"
An old clan leader said: "This is a duel bet. Do the Jieli clan want to break their oath?"
"Bah!" Prince Jieli spat, "What kind of bullshit bet? The Turks' bet only promises Turks, what's the deal with a Han?"
"Are you...are you crazy? The Turks take the most important oath. The Jieli clan has always been the representative of the Turks. Why do you do this? Do you really not care about the honor that belongs to the Turks?"
"Stop talking nonsense, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit! Now that the leader of the Aji tribe has been poisoned by us, and all the outsiders are Jieli tribesmen, you tribes can choose for themselves, whether to be loyal to Jieli Khan or to follow the Aji tribe.
Die to the Ji clan!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a cavalry team of several hundred people rushed in from outside and surrounded the banquet courtyard.
The situation suddenly changed, and the royal families of the other five major tribes were all horrified. The Jieli clan had obviously planned this battle in advance, and they had no intention of abiding by the bet from the beginning.
Prince Jieli stood in the middle of the crowd holding a knife, while Khan Jieli held a wine bowl to signal to the crowd. He had a cold expression and a happy posture, as if everything was under control.
"Everyone, no matter how powerful a person is, he can't defeat poison. The Aji clan does not have the entire Han people to rely on, and there is no basis for it. I believe that all the clan leaders are people who understand current affairs. If you raise a glass and drink this glass of wine with our father and son, what will happen today?
Just treat it as if it never happened. But if you don't agree, then...don't blame us father and son for being ruthless."
During the banquet, people from all tribes looked at the wine bowls on the table with solemn expressions.
They didn't bring many people at all. They thought it was just a witnessing ceremony, but they didn't expect it to be a Hongmen Banquet!
After thinking for a long time, no one spoke.
Jieli Khan sneered: "What? No one expressed their position?"
At this time, someone finally slowly picked up the wine bowl. It was an old man, the old patriarch who had come with Jieli Khan earlier.
"Old patriarch, you still have..."
Before Jieli Khan could finish his words, he heard a loud bang and the wine bowl was thrown heavily to the ground.
Jieli Khan frowned and stared at the old patriarch: "What are you doing?!"
"Jieli! You have gone too far! The Turks cannot forgive those who are treacherous and cannot tolerate those who attack their own people. Even if I die today, I will not join you! If you have the ability, kill everyone present.
people!"
"that is!"
"Kill us all if you can!"
The rest of the tribe got so excited that they stood up and smashed their wine bowls loudly!
"Okay, okay..." Jieli Khan gritted his teeth, "Since you all want to die, I will grant your wish!"
"Father, why are you talking nonsense to them?! Kill them all!"
Prince Jieli in the middle lost his patience and aimed his sword at Bai Song, who was lying on the table.
He only used this knife to vent his anger. No matter whether this person was dead or alive, he would cut him in half with one knife and take it as yesterday's revenge!
Bai Song, who didn't want to lie motionless on the table, suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Prince Jieli's wrist.
Bai Song suddenly stood up unscathed. Without waiting for Prince Jieli's reaction, he slashed at him with a short knife in his left hand.
There was a popping sound, and Bai Song was splashed with blood. Something was spinning in the air, with blood floating in it. Gululu accidentally fell into Jieli Khan's wine bowl.
Jieli Khan was stunned and saw that his wine turned bright red instantly, and it was filled with a lump of meat. Only after taking a closer look did he understand.
That's a bird!
"ah!"
Prince Jieli's screams echoed throughout the banquet. Bai Song pushed with one hand, and Prince Jieli swayed in a circle, turning towards his father like a puppet.
"Father...save...save..."
When Jieli Khan saw his son, he was so frightened that he lost his footing and almost fell down.
I saw that my only son had a bloody hole as big as a bowl between his legs.
After just one glance, Prince Jieli fell to the ground in pain.
Jieli Khan didn't even have time to think about why Bai Song was alive. When he looked at the precious eggs in the bowl, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and slammed the wine bowl on the ground!
"Kill! Kill for me! Kill everyone here!"
"Wait!"
Jieli Duoye stepped out in a deep voice and stopped in front of many Jieli tribesmen.
Jieli Khan looked at his brother in disbelief: "What are you doing?"
Jie Liduoye sneered: "Sons of the tribe, stop following this father and son to do evil! The Turks will not do anything to the Turks, will not betray their promises, and will not ignore the promises! This father and son are not worthy of being our leaders, they
The honor of the Turks has been forgotten!
Turks must unite, we must survive, instead of becoming soulless killing tools for their evil deeds! Everyone, wake up. If you still believe in Turkic traditions and maintain the honor of Turks, put down the knife in your hands.
!”
Jieli Doye's status in the clan is second only to Khan. Many Jieli clan members are looking at everything here and thinking about their choices.
The tribesmen were still hesitant, but Khan Jieli was so furious that they could no longer bear it.
"Traitor! I'm going to kill you!"
Jieli Khan rushed toward his brother, and at this moment, Jian Shisan appeared behind him like a ghost and sealed his throat with a sword.
Waves of suppressed exclamations came from the crowd. Seeing the fall of Jieli Khan, who had ruled the Turks for decades, an era seemed to have finally come to an end.
Jieli Khan flopped on the ground a few times and kicked the precious balls mixed in the wine.
The little baby rolled in front of Prince Jieli. He could reach his little baby just by stretching out his hand.
At this moment, the prince only cares about his baby, and his father doesn't seem to be that important.
I'm about to succeed...
Poof!
Bai Song stepped on it and it was completely broken this time...
