Just because we, the Jungar people, were the descendants of the people who guarded the tomb of Genghis Khan Temujin, we enjoy an extremely noble status.
What's even more important is that our Zhungeer tribe has a sacred object. Only with this sacred object can we rule all tribes.
Duba suddenly turned pale.
What he was most worried about was this sacred object. He was afraid that Yan Luochen would make a fuss about it, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't escape.
Seeing the pale look on Du Ba's face, Yan Luochen smiled and clapped his hands.
Immediately after this, a boy of about 7 years old walked forward, but he was not surprised. He was neither humble nor arrogant, even though there were so many commanders here,
He also showed no fear, on the contrary, he was generous and generous. Luochen admired this dirty look very much.
Seeing the boy, Duba drew out his machete and roared, "Very good, you little bastard, how dare you come here?
If you ruin my good deeds, I will let you die without a burial place." After saying that, he waved his knife and looked at the child, but the child did not move at all.
He just looked at Dubar in front of him coldly and said, "What qualifications does a person who has betrayed his own nation have to point fingers here?"
With a look of disdain on his face, he looked at Duba.
A seven-year-old child would never be able to do this if he didn't have a lot of determination, but this child did it.
Moreover, he has an innate aura of a king. He is only seven years old but already makes people fear him.
Looking at Duba, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
The surrounding Turgut generals looked at the child in disbelief. Isn't this little boy afraid of death?
Yan Luochen looked at Du Ba's sword and was about to slash at the child again, but he softly said, "Duba,
I know that you and the monk cooperated inside and outside and betrayed the grassland tribesmen. Here is a secret letter. Please read it, generals.
You Turhut people will lose all face by these two people.
I believe that all the generals here are not the kind of people who sell themselves to others for glory. You are the descendants of the Mongols.
Are you going to sell out the interests of the Mongols?"
Hearing this, all the Turgut people looked at Duba. Both of their generals did this kind of thing of betraying others for glory.
This made them, the Turghuts, unable to raise their heads on the grassland. Everyone had an angry look on their face.
Badu's face turned pale and he became angry and said, "You bitch, don't talk nonsense.
She said this because she wanted to cause us Torgut to be divided. Don’t listen to her."
The little boy standing in the middle suddenly said loudly and contemptuously, "You are not worthy of being a Mongolian at all.
I saw the secret meeting between you and that monk. Do you still want to deny it? It is unforgivable for you to betray your tribe."
The look of disdain on the little boy's face suddenly turned Dubar's face the color of pig liver.
, he rushed over and wanted to kill the child with a knife, but was blocked by the general beside him, who looked at him coldly and said, "Vice general,
If what he said is wrong, please give us an explanation. Give us the Turghut people an explanation."
Duba looked at the general and said, "How dare you commit the following crime? Who gave you the courage?"
The other generals behind him suddenly stepped forward and said, "Vice general, we need an explanation.
Otherwise we will never give up," more and more Turgut people came to him.
Such a sudden change left Duba Town at a loss as to what to do. He took a breath,
I turned my head quickly, trying to get out of this predicament.