In the spring of March, the grass grows and orioles fly, and the suburbs of the Western Regions become even more green and colorful, and the scenery is beautiful.
A black and red jade-banded swallowtail butterfly flapped its wings and flew over a cluster of purple and blue flowers, landing on the dry and messy hair of Zha Muyi who was sitting cross-legged in the wooden cart. The young man's dirty little face had been gloomy for nine days. Finally he showed a smile and stretched out his hand to grab it.
The jade-belted swallowtail butterfly suddenly flew up, passed through eighteen tribesmen wearing leather armor and riding war horses, and flew into the distance. His eyes followed him, as if he wanted to see where the butterfly was flying. The next moment, his smile suddenly appeared. Disappeared.
On the official road where butterflies were flying, a group of burly and majestic Western Qin soldiers with black armor and stomach suddenly ran past. The leading captain drew out his waist knife and slashed them down.
The beautiful butterfly was chopped in half, just like Uncle Alu, the bravest in the tribe, was chopped in half by the Western Qin general on that killing night.
"Ha ha……"
Accompanied by the rude laughter of the West Qin captain, the West Qin army disappeared at the end of the official road.
The clansmen who dismounted and stood on the roadside tremblingly were relieved and started on the road again.
"Are Zhamuyi scared?"
A gentle voice came from his ear, and a big hand patted his head.
Zhamuyi raised his head and looked at his father, the leader of the Tulu tribe. His frightened eyes slowly disappeared and he whispered: "Abba, are we going to be slaves to Xi Qin in the future?"
Turdun looked desolate and didn't know how to answer. The Western Qin army was too powerful. Even His Majesty the Great Khan was killed. What could the small Tulu tribe with only more than 30,000 people do?
Zhan Muyi looked at the place where the Western Qin Army disappeared: "I know these soldiers just now. Their armor and stomach are from the Western Qin Army's trapped camp. The trapped camp's general Zhang Song killed Uncle Alu. Zhang Song was Song Qinhu's subordinate. Song Qinhu was a subordinate of Bai Xuanji, and Bai Xuanji was the confidant of Jiang Yuqing, the evil thief who killed the entire Western Region and dared not speak!
Sooner or later, I will kill Jiang Yuqing and avenge my people and Uncle Alu. My martial arts realm will soon enter the fifth level. I will become a disciple of the Shenyin Sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty. In ten years, I will enter the Earth Immortal... …”
"Snapped!"
Before he finished speaking, he was whipped hard by his father.
"Abba, why did you hit me?" Zhan Muyi looked up at his father with confusion on his face.
Turdun's lips trembled: "From now on, you are not allowed to mention the name of Tian Khan. Tian Khan destroyed the entire first-class country in the Western Region. He can summon millions of powerful generals and warriors in an instant.
Even the powerful Handa tribe and the combat-savvy Jiwei tribe were killed by his men and their blood flowed like rivers!
Our Majesty Anlu Qiongshi, the Great Khan of Parthia, was killed by him. There is no hope.
The entire first-class countries in the Western Region tremble under his feet. Tian Khan is a saint recommended by all major tribes. We must surrender at his feet. He has unified thousands of miles of grassland, hills and cities in the Kunlun Mountains. I heard that he is a wise king and will bring us peace. "
"Is he really Mingjun?" Zha Muyi asked in a low voice.
"I heard...he is!" Turdon didn't dare to draw conclusions at will, and then said: "The wizard in the grassland said that he is a great sage. He is only eighteen years old, only four years older than you. In your life, There is no hope!"
The light in Zha Muyi's eyes disappeared, and his clenched fists loosened: "It's amazing!"
We have arrived at the tall and majestic Xingling Mansion ahead. In front of the west city gate, the crowd is crowded with people, merchants and motorcades entering the city. Hundreds of Western Qin city guards maintain order coldly.
The Tulu tribe lined up carefully, and Zhamuyi glanced at the gift behind him for Tian Khan. It was nine boxes full of bright prairie pearls, one of which could be exchanged for a fat sheep!
Will the Heavenly Khan like it?
After waiting for half an hour, the tribesmen finally entered the city. After walking along the dazzling bustling streets for another half an hour, they arrived at the magnificent Honglu Pavilion where foreign ministers were received.
At this moment, groups of strangely dressed tribal envoys poured out of the Honglu Pavilion.
Zhamu Yi's eyes shrank and he said in surprise: "The genius girl Lu Yi from Fei Qing Village, fourteen years old, fifth level. There is also the genius Gruul from the Hara Tribe, eighteen years old half-step master, ah, there are There are so many geniuses! Abba, what are they doing?"
Turdun was also surprised and quickly stopped a familiar tribe leader: "Farewell, where are you going?"
The clan leader smiled bitterly and said: "We all followed His Majesty the Great Khan to fight against the Western Qin Dynasty. However, the Heavenly Khan did not see us. The clan leader Ying Ge of the Jiwei tribe suggested that we kneel down and ask for permission. Otherwise, our land and grassland will be damaged if we continue to delay. It’ll probably be gone!”
Turdun was surprised and immediately pulled his son Zhamuyi: "Let's do it together!"
The West Qin County Prince's Mansion is not far away from each other and can be reached in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, nearly three thousand nobles from various tribes were kneeling in front of the gate.
Turdun took his son and kneeled down in an inconspicuous corner.
Zhan Muyi carefully glanced around, and the remaining light in his eyes turned into fear, because all he saw were legendary martial arts geniuses and big shots. They were all rebellious and proud beings in their respective tribes, and now they were all lying on the ground. In front of Khan's house.
He quietly glanced at the gate and saw more than sixty tall and powerful gatekeepers from the Western Qin Dynasty, looking around coldly. The thick black armor on their bodies and the spears in their hands exuded a heart-warming light.
The Western Qin Army is so terrifying!
But at this moment, no one came out from the gate, and the three thousand tribal nobles looked like a bunch of wretches.
"Da da da……"
Suddenly, a group of mighty soldiers in silver armor rushed out from a distance, led by six tall generals. These people entered the prince's palace directly without being notified.
"They are not soldiers of Tian Khan, so why can they go in?" Zhamuyi asked his father in a low voice.
Turdun breathed a sigh of relief: "They are the soldiers of Tian Khan, but they are soldiers of the six military towns. They were also defeated by Tian Khan, and even gave the most beautiful daughter in the family to Tian Khan as his wife. "
Zhamuyi's eyes lit up: "My sister is also the most beautiful woman in the tribe. A hero like Tian Khan, let my sister be his wife, right?"
Turdun is a little worried. You are a traitor. Just now you said you wanted to kill Tian Khan. Now Tian Khan has become a great hero again. What do you think? Shaking his head: "Abba thought about it, but didn't choose him. Tian Khan is not fond of women."
"Then he is really a wise king, a great hero who stands upright. All geniuses are afraid of him. He is not a womanizer. I want to be his general!" Zha Muyi's eyes showed hope again.
At this moment, a group of Western Qin generals and officials suddenly appeared in the prince's palace. The leader was an ugly woman, who coldly glanced at the nobles of various tribes:
"The king has an order!"
"Wow..." Everyone bowed their heads and listened.
Turdun quickly kowtowed to his son.
"The ownership rights of the lands of each tribe belong to the Western Qin Dynasty, and the leaders of each tribe are the generals and officials of the Western Qin tribes. They have uniformly issued edicts and seals. From now on, each tribe will be safe and the Western Qin will not seize half of the land or population.
But in wartime, we need to respond immediately to the king's order for troops. Tribes, Hu villages, and nomadic groups can dispatch warriors at any time and bring their own food and grass..."
After talking about a lot of advantages, disadvantages and trade matters, the words changed: "Each tribe needs to leave a young clan leader, a small chief, and a young prince as hostages, as generals of the Western Qin Dynasty, under the command of the Western Qin County King!"
"I, Zha Muyi, am willing to die for the Khan of Heaven!" Zha Muyi was the first to stand up, his eyes bright.
"I, Luyi, am willing to be driven by the Khan of Heaven!"
"Gruul is willing to be the most loyal general of Tian Khan!"
