Realm of Power

The guy who was pushed up was in his forties, with dark skin, a tall build, and the appearance of a typical prairie man, with a broad forehead and high cheekbones. His body was tightly bound with ropes made of beef tendons. Several Western soldiers Under the push and shove, he cursed in an extremely unhappy manner,

"Be honest"

A tall and strong soldier of the Western Army gave this dishonest guy a hard blow on the chin. The strong man grunted and finally became more honest. He may have been stunned by the beating, and his body was shaking. , it seems even difficult to walk, The tough Dongting soldiers dragged his whole body directly to the fat man. He was thrown heavily to the ground, splashing with dust. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, and his whole body exuded a strong musty smell. the taste,

"This man is quite unlucky."

The fat man muttered to himself, subconsciously frowning. It seemed that the special envoy's treatment at Bosley's place was not as good as expected. It was as if he had just been dragged out of the cell. Bosley would not just pick someone up. Prisoners, let’s deceive ourselves. Anyway, no one has seen what this special envoy from the East Court looks like.

"King Khan, the so-called special envoy of Dongting is this guy"

Posley pointed at the semi-conscious strong man at the feet of the fat man with an unkind expression, and introduced to the fat man, "Although he claims to be the special envoy of Dongting from the opposite continent, he does not have any tokens of the identity of the special envoys from previous years."

Bosley's voice paused before continuing to talk about the road. "According to his words, he was attacked by the enemy while crossing the cold land of the north. As a result, his entourage and tokens were lost. He first went to find Solomon Dagon of the Eastern Army. As a result, He sneaked out and then found me again. He also said that he had brought an order from the Emperor of Dongting. His subordinates felt that no matter whether it was true or false, dangerous people like him could not be allowed to run around, so they imprisoned him first.

"Order from Emperor Dongting?"

The fat man raised his eyebrows. What Posley said was half-truth and half-false. It was really impossible to judge whether it was true or not. But one thing was obvious. Posley imprisoned the so-called special envoy. It is obviously because the Dongting Special Envoy is looking for someone from the Golden Family. If the Dongting Special Envoy finds Rui Tingtingna, coupled with the Huang family's status in the hearts of the grassland people, it will definitely be a big threat to the Western Army.

At this time, the strong man who was in a semi-conscious state also woke up. He saw Bosley standing next to him at a glance. His eyes were blood red and he was very excited and cursed again as if he were an enemy.

This time, the fat man heard what the strong man was cursing.

"Asshole, I, Jamukha, swear with my soul that you traitors to the Khan Court will one day regret it. The horse hooves of the Golden Family will trample you all to pieces and the Immortal Heaven will curse you forever... Ah. Ah. .ah.."

Before the strong man finished cursing, the guards rained punches and kicks on him, although the guards couldn't understand what the guy was cursing. But everyone saw it, and the spittle splashed onto His Majesty’s riding boots.

"What an impudent guy." The guards beat him up hard. Bosley looked at him with Xiaobai on his face, and he obviously felt a trace of personal pain.

"Okay. It's worthless if you beat him to death." After a few minutes, the fat man stopped the guard. The strong man's mouth was full of blood bubbles coming out, like a broken sack. He was lying there dying. It seemed that he would not die for a while, but he was just moaning gracefully.

"Come here, get the military doctor." The fat man looked at it and saw that he was still breathing. It seemed that the guards were merciful, but it would be better to give him a beating. The fat man could see that the bones of this so-called special envoy were not ordinary hard. If we don't take care of it, we probably won't be able to find out anything later.

"Your Majesty, please read my previous request..." Bosley asked from the side, with this inexplicable emotion in his eyes. The thoughts in the eyes of the Vecchia Falcon made him feel dangerous,

"No problem, I will buy you a villa in Zivadin where you can see flowers in all seasons, so that you can enjoy the infinite beauty of the inland."

The fat man turned his head, and in order to show that he was very satisfied with his cooperation, he snapped his fingers, answered him with a smile, and asked with great concern, "When are you going to leave? I will send a team of guards to escort you."

"Although the inland area is relatively peaceful, there is no guarantee that accidents will not occur, so it is better to be on the safe side."

Bosley turned his eyes slyly, pretending to be surprised and said, "That's great. Let's do it now. The Western Army has nothing to explain, and I have nothing to worry about. It's just...hey...forget it." . . . "Posley hesitated and finally shook his head.

"Don't worry, your son will be released. You should know that it is better for him to be kept than to die." The fat man obviously knew his worries. After secretly cursing the old fox, he smiled at the last big boss of the Dongting era.

"Thank you so much." Bosley burst into tears and said with great excitement that he could leave immediately.

"Come here." The fat man raised his hand and immediately sent out a group of guards and ordered them to escort Bosley to Zivadin. When he walked down the grass hill to the entrance of the camp,

"Salute" was heard loudly. Two thousand Dongting cavalry belonging to the Bo tribe saluted Bosley neatly on their horses. Two thousand strong hands neatly slapped the right chest of the armor, and the sound was like the sound of the wind blowing on the grassland. The passing wind brings an uncontrollable sadness to people

"Sir, please take care of yourself."

Two Dongting Qianqian commanders with solemn expressions got off their horses and personally held the horse steady for him. Borisli got on his horse and took one last deep look at the grassland for which he had fought all his life. This scene made Perisli Li remembered the scene when he led the army for the first time more than forty years ago. It was the same scene. The sunset on the grassland was like blood, and the dim sunlight shone from the grassy hills on the opposite side.

The army gathered together, their scimitars were like snow,

The breeze blew by, and the countless weeds on Qi Ma's wrists were blown away, causing them to lower their bodies, as if to salute themselves.

The young man is full of heroism and his heart contains infinite reveries about the future.

But at this moment, he is already staggering, with his head full of old and white hair. The safety of his tribe is like a lamp in the wind. If he leaves, he will never have the chance to return to the grassland.

Bosley raised his whip and galloped away under the protection of the guards. The sound of horse hooves that gradually faded away was like a lingering sound in the long river of time and space, and became silent again.

"The era of Dongting is over. Since ancient times, heroes are like beauties, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world." The fat man looked at the black spots that finally disappeared, and sighed slightly, feeling a little lonely in his heart. The last moment of letting go of the Dongting boss undoubtedly saved the world. The entire Western Army also opened a new page for Dongting Grassland. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Mobile users please go to read