What Lin Xuan said was just for the occasion. In fact, even if Ashina Sheer can finally control the Western Turks, how much strength will the Western Turks still have at that time?
By then, let alone the Tang Dynasty, Xue Yantuo alone would be enough for Ashina Society.
"Since Your Majesty trusts me so much, I will definitely not let down Your Majesty's trust." Ashina Sheer said.
…
The tent of the Western Turkic king.
Nishu was lying on the couch, his face was gray, his mouth was slightly open, and there was a bruise on his neck.
Yuan Qi stared blankly at Nishu lying on the couch, and said with some sadness: "Abba, why don't you want me to inherit the throne?"
At this moment, Qilaobaater walked in.
"How is it? Is it solved?" Yuan Qi asked.
"Back to Ye Hu, Sangre Xituo is dead, and those who are ignorant have been dealt with with him. The remaining people in the escort team are willing to follow Ye Hu." Qilaobaat'er said.
Yuan Qi knew very well how loyal Sangre Xicuo was to Nishu. As long as Nishu died, Sangre Xicuo would definitely take the escort team to protect him and go to Chang'an.
Yuan Qi was naturally not willing to give up his position, and Sangre Xituo controlled the escort team. Once Ni was dead, he would not be able to resist at all.
The only way is to kill Sangre Xituo.
Sangrexicuo was very loyal to Nishu and was not a womanizer. His only shortcoming was his good wine.
As Nishu's son, Yuanqi naturally knew Sangre Xituo very well.
Since he has returned to the Western Turks, Sangre Xituo naturally does not need to guard Nishuo every day.
Yuan Qi took advantage of Sangre Xituo's rest and asked someone to send several jars of wine with added ingredients to Sangre Xituo.
Yuan Qi asked Qilaoba Teer to lead the people to watch Sangrexicuo, and then he came to the muddy king's tent.
It has to be said that Nishu's life is very hard. He has been in coma for several days and his breathing is getting weaker and weaker, but he has never died.
However, Yuan Qi couldn't wait any longer and directly helped Ni Shu, letting him take his last breath.
Qilaobaat'er looked at Ni Xi who was lying motionless and said with some hesitation: "Ye Hu, Dahan... Dahan he..."
"Already dead." Yuan Qi said very calmly, as if the person who died was not his father.
When Nishu was unwilling to pass the throne to him, he no longer regarded Nishu as his father.
Qilaobaat'er's breathing was a little rapid, and it took him a long time to calm down, and he said: "Ye Hu, it is not appropriate to make public the news of the death of the Great Khan now. Because the Great Khan wants to pass the throne of Khan to Tong'e She, and now many of the great guardians in the tribe have already
We have secretly taken refuge with Tong'e She. At this time, we should first resolve these hidden dangers. As long as we can fully control the tribe, Tong'e She will have nothing to fear."
The Western Turks have a population of one million, and the tribe directly under Nishu has a population of more than 200,000. Counting the escort, there are nearly 70,000 soldiers and horses.
These people are all equipped with iron weapons, unlike other tribes where many people use weapons polished from animal bones or stones.
This is also the key to Nishu's ability to control the Western Turks.
Qilaobaat'er felt that as long as he could completely control the tribe, Tong'eshe would definitely be defeated.
The premise of all this is that the news of Ni Ri's death cannot be revealed before the tribe is under control.
"What should we do now?" Yuan Qi asked.
Qilaobaat'er smiled and said: "The escort is the most powerful army in the tribe and in the entire Western Turks. Ye Hu has the escort in his hands. He only needs to summon those big households to the king's tent with the order of the Khan, and bring those who disagree with Ye Hu
Kill all those who inherit the throne of Khan, and Ye Hu will naturally be able to control the tribe."
Yuan Qi nodded and agreed with Qi Laobateer's method.
Immediately called some guards and asked them to notify the big players.
The royal account of the Western Turks was somewhat larger than that of Xue Yantuo.
They were also separated and turned into rooms.
The largest room among them is the meeting hall where Nishu usually summons the heads of various ministries and tribal officials.
There are a total of seven big households in the Nishu tribe, and Sangre Xituo is one of them. Now that Sangre Xituo has died, there are only six people left.
After receiving the summons, these people immediately came to the king's tent and were taken into the meeting hall.
When these people saw Yuan Qi and Qi Laobateer coming in, they quickly saluted.
"I've seen Ye Hu."
Yuan Qi nodded, walked over to Ni Ruhan's seat and sat on it.
"Ye Hu, what do you mean?" said a person in charge.
Qilaobaat'er said: "The Great Khan is dead, and Ye Hu will inherit the Khan position. Ye Hu can naturally sit on the Khan position."
"Why is the Great Khan dead?"
"Didn't the Great Khan order Tong'eshe to succeed him as Khan?"
The six big players looked at each other.
"Ye Hu, let's not talk about whether the Great Khan is really dead. The Great Khan had previously ordered Tong'e to succeed the Khan. Even if the Great Khan dies, Tong'e should be made the Great Khan." A powerful household.
said.
"That was just Abba's previous order. The new order before Abba died was that I should inherit the throne." Yuan Qi said.
Those big players didn't believe Yuan Qi's words at all.
Nishu had also summoned them before and told them to support Tong'eshe in inheriting the throne after his death.
Even if Nishu changed his mind later, it would be impossible not to summon them and say something.
"I wonder if Ye Hu has any credentials?"
Yuan Qi said displeasedly: "I am my father's son. I should inherit the throne. What proof do I need?"
"Since Ye Hu has no credentials, we can only follow the Great Khan's previous order and support Tong'e She to inherit the throne." said a powerful householder.
Yuan Qi looked at Qirao Bartel, who smiled and then clapped his hands.
In an instant, dozens of escort soldiers armed with bows and arrows rushed in from the meeting camp and surrounded the six people. The arrows in their hands were already strung and pointed at the six people.
"Ye Hu, what do you mean?" Da Danghu's expression changed drastically as he just spoke, and the others also looked at Yuan Qi with gloomy expressions.
When they entered the king's tent, all their weapons were taken away, so they could be said to be unarmed.
Qilaobaat'er waved his hand, and immediately five or six arrows shot through the strings towards the big man who was speaking.
"Forehead…"
The soldiers of the escort were all selected from the entire tribe. Their archery skills were very good, and the distance was very close. The big man had no time to react, and his body was filled with arrows.
He glared at Yuan Qi unwillingly and fell down.
The remaining five people looked at Yuan Qi in horror. They didn't expect Yuan Qi to be so decisive and take action as soon as he was told.
However, the killing did not stop, the sound of arrows piercing the air sounded again, and two more people fell.
"I am willing to support Ye Hu."
"I do too."
…
The remaining three people finally couldn't stand it any longer and said hurriedly.
"Stop it." Yuan Qi said.
Even if these three people didn't speak, he was not prepared to continue killing.
The reason why those three people were killed was because those three people had secretly defected to Tong'e She, so naturally they could not stay.
Although the remaining three people opposed his succession to the throne, they had not yet surrendered to Tong'e She.
The news of Nishu's death can't be kept secret for long. Tong'eshe may call at any time, and he can't kill all these important people.
"If you are willing to support me, I will not treat you badly. When I inherit the throne, I will definitely not treat you badly." Yuan Qi said.
"Thank you Yehu."
"Thank you, Khan." said an excited Da Danghu.
The other two people cursed secretly in their hearts and quickly changed their words and said, "Thank you, Khan."
"Hahaha~" Yuan Qi laughed, feeling a little carried away.