The eight masters were heartbroken. They had never gotten rid of this man's control for three years, and yet he actually appeared in the grassland in a grand manner, and was even an honored guest.
That's right, it was the eight masters who were poisoned, used in battles, and even forced to write declarations of surrender.
Appearing secretly in Jiang Fan's tent, the eight people looked at the young man in front of them with mixed feelings.
Jiang Fan smiled happily and kindly: "Oh, we are all old friends. How are you always?"
What a great leg, grandma! The eight people almost unanimously cursed inwardly. On the surface, he looked respectful and bowed his hands in salute: "Greetings to your lord, may your lord be well—"
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Come on, I'm still in good health. You all want me to die."
Balu and Guo Ergan, the strongest among the eight, are now the chief and deputy leaders of the miserable team. Balu hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Majesty is joking, I don't dare."
"I don't dare, it's not that I don't want to..." Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at him.
The eight people were all panicked and didn't know how to respond. Jiang Fan smiled: "Okay, come and sit down. I have summoned you here to discuss something."
After the uneasy eight people sat down, Jiang Fan coughed: "I am here. I am obviously your king's distinguished guest. I don't need to say more about this."
"I understand, I understand." Not only was Guoer dare not bold, but he was very humble.
"You don't have to ask, you just need to know that King Zuo Xian and I are working closely with Anda. If you don't believe me, you can ask. As for me inviting you here, I don't mean to ask you to betray your tribe, but there are two things you need to do."
Guoer dared and others looked at each other, and they must have seen the situation in front of them. Guoer dared to say: "If so, please give me your instructions."
Jiang Fan nodded: "Your efforts are not in vain. Every time you do one of these three things, you will be relieved of one layer of restraint."
A total of three layers of restraints were expected to be lifted. The eight people suddenly became energetic after hearing this. The past three years have been so miserable. Who doesn't want to regain their freedom as soon as possible.
"But if you don't do it carefully..." A fierce light flashed across Jiang Fan's eyes: "Your life will be gone. No one will send you antidote on time, no one will unlock the formation for you, but you will Someone gave your certificate of nomination to Du Meng."
The eight people had white hair and sweat all over their bodies, and they all said in unison that they didn't dare.
"First," Jiang Fan said: "While I am in Northern Xinjiang, you must be responsible for protecting our safety. Remember, hide in the dark..."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'll understand later." Guo'er promised immediately after he dared to listen carefully to Jiang Fan's words.
"Second, you are responsible for inquiring and passing on news to me. The Four Kings of the Grassland, the Royal Court of the Golden Tent, including the Crescent Princess, must report any disturbance as soon as possible."
This was somewhat embarrassing, but the eight of them agreed without hesitation.
"Third, follow my orders at any time and do whatever I ask you to do. Don't worry, I won't let you assassinate the king or kill the king, nor will I let you harm the tribe."
Of course, the eight people had no other choice and simply agreed.
Jiang Fan smiled: "Very good. It would have been so pleasant if we had had such a good conversation back then. Why did we end up in such trouble?"
This scolding in the minds of the eight people, why did you speak so well in the first place? Don't you have some clues in your mind?
"Now..." Jiang Fan said with a smile, "I have something for you to do..."
Montaigne was greatly surprised and wondered when Jiang Fan conquered eight powerful barbarians. They couldn't help but ask questions after they got out.
Jiang Fan smiled: "It was something I did easily last time. I didn't think of how to use it at the time. Now I finally have the opportunity. It's only right to be prepared, hahaha."
How could Montaigne not see that these eight guys were definitely coerced by the prince: "Although the prairie barbarians don't have much scheming, they are ferocious enough. When the prince uses them, try not to break the limit."
Jiang Fan nodded: "I understand this. These eight guys have no choice but to obey orders. Don't worry, their limits are lower than you think."
Montaigne said: "From these eight people, we can see that there are indeed many strong people under King Zuo Xian's command."
"Not only King Zuoxian..." Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh.
As we all know, the Chinese have eight hundred saints. Although it may not be accurate, but with the unknown hidden masters, it will not be too much.
But the barbarians also have rumors of six hundred saints. On the vast grassland, with tens of millions of warlike barbarian populations, it is not surprising that there are six hundred martial saints. The problem is that the grassland has a very strong cohesion compared to the fragmented Chinese people today. , Therefore, no country can challenge the barbarians alone. Only a unified and powerful empire could forcibly compete with the barbarians, and this was not the external reason why Jiang Fan and the Empress wanted to unify the world.
Jiang Fan has analyzed more than once why the grasslands are more united than the Chinese. After studying many factors, he finally discovered that there is a very interesting phenomenon that should never be ignored, which is totem belief.
The barbarians in the bitter cold land have been lacking in materials since ancient times, and the people's lives are extremely miserable. This also makes it difficult for them to develop civilization quickly. And ignorance and backwardness naturally lead to people's need for spiritual sustenance. Therefore, under the intentions of the rulers, With this push, Changshengtian became the only god they believed in. Afterwards, the White Wolf God, representing the Immortal Heaven, became the only messenger of the gods in the human world.
It is unclear when these things came from, but now they have been deeply imprinted in the bones of both rulers and people.
Therefore, Jiang Fan has never given up the idea of launching an attack on his faith, which can be exploited or destroyed. In short, he always pays attention to the changes in time and situation. This is something he has never relaxed about.
Therefore, this Fuli Conference is also an opportunity for him to learn more about grassland beliefs.
Today, he also met for the first time the envoy sent by the Golden Tent Royal Court, which represented the Changshengtian to exercise power in the human world.
The most powerful general under the Great Wolf Lord—Batulu.
The Great Wolf Lord did not show up in person, but just sent Batulu, which was enough.
This one seems to weigh close to 400 kilograms, like a moving black tower, with a ferocious aura like a wild beast rushing towards the face, which makes people feel depressed. Some timid people may feel suffocated in front of him.
This is Batulu, the first warrior on the grassland and the biological father of Battelle, the first warrior of the younger generation.
He sits in the middle and upper position. In fact, in terms of status, he is no more noble than the four kings, but he represents the Great Wolf Lord, so no one has any objection.
Next to him were the two kings of the grassland, Zuo Xian King Du Meng and Hunxie King Hemu'er. The reason why King Zuo Xian came forward was because the meeting place was at the intersection of his tribe and King Hunxie's tribe, and he was just a witness.
The real protagonists are Jiang Fan and King Hunxie.
