Among the ten Khitan tribes, Du Luo, the chief of the Dahe tribe, was considered a man of great talent and strategy.
Duluo has a dream that is to dominate the entire grassland! He even wants to turn the Sui Dynasty in the south into his own pasture!
But compared with the talents of Duluo, the population of the entire ten Khitan tribes is just over 200,000, which is quite thin! It also makes the talents of Duluo seem a bit like a snake swallowing an elephant!
In order to realize his ambition, Duluo set himself a three-step goal. The first step of these three steps is to annex the other nine Khitan tribes, so that he will only have the Duluo chief in the entire Khitan tribe!
To this end, Duo Luo has been planning tirelessly for more than ten years, and as a result, more than half of his few brain cells have been used up.
The conspiracy lasted for more than ten years, and for this purpose, he spent most of Du Luo's family wealth, and finally bribed nearly half of the generals of the other nine tribes. Now, with the high prestige of returning from the great victory of robbing the Sui Dynasty, he used the pretext of causing banditry.
, Du Luo, under the guise of asking everyone to go to his own territory to avoid trouble, began to lure the nine Khitan tribes into his own territory, intending to close the door and let the dogs out, and take the opportunity to unify the Khitan.
The only fly in the ointment is that I don’t know what’s going on. It’s been more than ten days, and there are still five tribes that haven’t come to join me!
So Du Luo decided to wait another day tomorrow. If there was still no movement from the five animals, he would eat the four that came over first! After all, the lamb that is swallowed in the stomach is the best!
If you put it in your mouth, it doesn’t even count!
Du Luo, who had already made up his mind, turned around his tent with a bit of anxiety, a bit of excitement and a bit of expectation, and attracted eight beauties from the Sui Dynasty in one breath, venting his animal desires heartily until
The last bit of energy was released, and Du Luo fell into a deep sleep like a dead pig.
He didn't know how long he slept, but Du Luo was finally awakened by the loud sound of gongs, drums and shouts of death outside.
"Uh, what's going on outside at this time? Could it be that it's dawn?" Du Luo shook his huge head and looked at the door of the camp in confusion, and found that there seemed to be a red light flashing. Du Luo couldn't help but be confused, "
Why does it dawn so early today? I haven’t had enough sleep yet?”
"No! I'm too tired. I have to take another nap!" Thinking in his mind, Duluo took the woolen stall and wrapped it around him, turned over and turned his head to the tent, intending to continue to caress the pig's head.
In a daze, Du Luo felt that the noise outside not only showed no sign of decreasing, but was getting louder and louder.
"Why does this sound sound like a fight? Moreover, it seems that there are quite a lot of people!" He was thinking about it while half asleep, and suddenly remembered something.
The chief's conspiracy was discovered by those chiefs, so they took the lead in launching a rebellion?"
When he thought of this, Chief Duluo finally lost his composure and didn't even bother to put on his clothes. He crawled on the ground and got out of bed and ran out of the tent.
As the chief of the Dahe tribe, the largest tribe in the Khitan, Duluo's tent is definitely the largest and most luxurious tent among all the Khitan tents!
In addition to being large in area and luxuriously decorated, for the sake of warmth, Duluo's tent is divided into three layers inside and outside.
This kind of tent is as comfortable as it is warm, but sometimes it can be a bit troublesome.
For example, right now, Chief Duluo had just streaked out of the innermost tent, and felt a wave of heat coming towards him.
It turned out that at some point, Duoluo's tent had caught fire, and the fire had burned through the outermost tent, started to spread in the second tent, and was about to burn to the innermost tent!
"No! It went wrong!" Shocked in his heart, Duo Luo quickly stuck out his bare butt, turned around and planned to run back...
Just when Chief Duluo turned around, the cowhide tent on the second floor had been burned to pieces and riddled with holes, turning into thousands of fire rains that scattered downwards.
Among them was a palm-sized piece of cowhide with flames, which, by chance, landed on Chief Duluo's buttocks.
I don’t know how long this piece of cowhide has been burned. It has already been softened and oily. The temperature is also quite high. As soon as the cowhide sticks to Chief Duluo’s buttocks, a puff of green smoke rises and a "
A squeaking sound.
Poor Chief Duluo, although he is considered brave, he has basically been in a state of pampering since he became the chief. He has never suffered such a crime. With a scream of "Ouch", Chief Duluo jumped over three feet tall.
Then he fell to the ground with a "plop".
It turned out that just over an hour ago, Chief Duluo was still playing the game of nine times a night. As a result, he had excessive sexual intercourse and all his energy had been squeezed out. At this moment, despite his eagerness and courage, he was already old.
He was very high, but when he landed, he had no strength. His waist and knees weakened and he fell to the ground.
After rolling around on the ground, Chief Duluo miraculously extinguished the fire on his buttocks.
But soon, Chief Duluo discovered something even worse. There was something sticky attached to the piece of flaming cowhide. It was so sticky that it actually stuck to Chief Duluo's buttocks.
On the ground.
If in normal times, with Chief Duluo's bravery, he would risk losing two kilograms of meat from his buttocks, and he would not be able to break free. But now, the poor Chief Duluo is weak, how can he have the strength to break free!
After twisting and turning for ten times, Chief Duluo discovered that the plaster-like thing was getting stickier and tighter, threatening to connect his buttocks to the floor.
Just as Chief Duluo was struggling with the piece of cowhide plaster with his maggot-like body twisting left and right, a larger piece of cowhide plaster, carrying scorching flames, went straight to Chief Duluo's head and fell.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Chief Duluo struggled hard to escape from this disaster, but the space for movement was limited. In the end, Chief Duluo was slapped on his left shoulder by the corner of the cowhide plaster.
Big and small with hotpot stickers.
Being injured again, this time Chief Duluo felt the pain of the burning body more intuitively and clearly, so he couldn't help but let out an inhuman scream. Two slaps flew randomly, and Chief Duluo tried to grab the
Tuan cowhide plaster.
But the cowhide plaster had long since been burned into a paste. Holding back the pain, Chief Duluo stretched out his hand and scratched randomly on his shoulder. After struggling for a long time, he tore the cowhide plaster off his shoulder, but the shoulder was also torn off.
Half a pound of meat, and more importantly, the cowhide plaster is stuck to Chief Duluo's hand, and it seems impossible to take it off!
You know, that cowhide plaster is still on fire!
His hands were squeaking from the flames on the cowhide plaster. Chief Duluo howled sadly while slapping his palms hard on the ground.
After just two pats, Chief Duluo stopped moving, because the two paws of the poor Chief Duluo were also stuck to the ground.
After struggling twice more, he found that he couldn't get away at all. Chief Duluo couldn't help but be stunned.
And while Chief Duluo was stunned, another piece of cowhide plaster, carrying scorching flames, fell to the ground like a meteor, and by coincidence, it landed between Chief Duluo's thighs.