Realm of Power

After the heavy rain comes the bright sun,

The hazy light passed through the dreamlike morning mist of the grassland, reflecting on the beautiful green grassland in the distance. The patrol cavalry passing by outside the camp was like a swift black line crossing the grassy hills in front. The fat man walked towards the responsible person. The tent where Zhamuhe was imprisoned deliberately ignored this guy for a few days. Fatty felt that now was the time to start.

The outstanding "dead room" Zhamuhe is lying on the hay in the corner and sleeping soundly. It seems that he has recovered well in the past few days. Apart from being a little embarrassed, the scars left by the whip on his face have turned into red scars. , and put on clean linen clothes,

Hearing the footsteps coming from the door, Zhamuhe, who was lying on the hay, opened his eyes and moved as nimbly as a leopard. He sat up suddenly and saw the fat man opening the door curtain with a smile on his face.

"Zhamuhe, I haven't seen you for a few days. You must be anxious."

"It turns out to be His Majesty the Khan." An imperceptible glint flashed in Zhamuhe's eyes. In front of the fat man, he stood up nonchalantly, patted the hay clippings on his body, and said with a straightforward smile, "It's not really anxious. In order to get here, , I spent half a year, and I don’t care about these few days. As long as I am not forgotten by His Majesty the Khan, I am content. I don’t know how the Khan will respond to our Dongting Khan’s kindness.”

"I'm afraid I can't promise you." Under his earnest gaze, the fat man looked ugly and shook his head.

"Your Majesty, why is this?"

Zhamuhe felt something was wrong, his face changed, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. The entire continent knew that Vecia Falcon was an unparalleled strategist and wanted to deceive his trust. Every step is like walking on thin ice. If you are not careful, all your previous efforts will be wasted.

"Although I really want to agree to you immediately. But with our strength, we really can't make a decision in a short time if we want to fight the main continent of Oparo." The fat man took a deep breath and looked at the sky in the distance, saying I am very worried,

Hearing that the fat man was worried about this, Zhamuhe breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his head. He said loudly, "Your Majesty does not need to worry at all. Under the pressure of our 800,000 cavalry in the East Courtyard, Obarro's troops will definitely be attracted. At that time, Your Majesty can calmly send troops to occupy those areas where there are no troops." According to the agreement, these occupied areas belong to His Majesty, and we, Dongting Khan, will never take any part of it."

"Is it really that simple?" The fat man blinked. Although this guy was fake, the content he revealed was really exciting.

"This is it

It's so simple. If your Majesty still has concerns about this, you can wait until August, and it won't be too late to send troops after the Dongting army appears. "Zhamuhe looked sincere, and Fatty had to admire his acting skills. After deliberately hesitating for a while, . Fatty Cao finally said, okay. He agreed to cooperate with Dongting in sending troops.

Zhamuhe looked excited and immediately asked if the fat man could prepare three good horses and a hundred catties of dried meat for him. The fat man gave him a surprised look.

"Haha, I'm homesick," Zhamuhe said with a subtle smile, without the slightest hint of fuss.

"Which prairie man can give up his feelings for his family?" Zhamuhe looked into the distance through the half-opened tent door with deep eyes. He seemed to have completed this seemingly impossible and arduous task, revealing an excitement that could not be concealed. Feeling

"In the blink of an eye, it has been half a year since I left home. When I came out, the snow was falling on the grassland and the ground was frozen. If I go back now, I might be able to catch up with King Khan's Eastern Expedition army. Even my pregnant wife should be here now. Is it born? If it is a son, I will Let him be called Ikarul. If it is a daughter, I will name him Ikameloti, so that they can remember their father, a warrior who once traveled thousands of miles alone across two continents." Zamuhe's expression was filled with emotion. A father’s expectations for his children,

"It seems that I can't see your son or daughter. I can only congratulate you in advance on becoming a father. All things in the world are endless, and only then can we have the colorful and beautiful grasslands in front of us. The tribesmen passed down from generation to generation, and only then can we have the rapid drumbeat of horse hooves." "The fat man patted his shoulder heavily with his hand and said the words used by Kugit people to bless him.

He waved his hand behind him, and the big tent door opened from the outside of the guard, allowing the sunlight to shine in, dispelling the dark musty atmosphere inside.

At the entrance of the camp, three horses that looked like ordinary horses were grazing in the bright sunshine with their heads lowered. On both sides of the exquisite saddles with Kugit blue tassels, there were bags of cloth hanging with bulging bags. It seems that they have already prepared food and travel expenses.

"King Khan" Zamuhe looked excited, with tears in his eyes, and said goodbye to the fat man. The fat man arrived at the gate of the camp. Zamuhe got on his horse, saluted the fat man, and then led the other two horses towards the camp. Go north

"He is a man, what a pity..." The fat man looked at Zhamuhe's retreating figure, and his face suddenly turned cold. If he hadn't known that Zhamuhe was a dead man, the fat man would have almost been killed by this sincere Dongting man. I was moved. This Zhamuhe performed very well. He was able to remain neither humble nor arrogant in front of the master of the continent, without showing any signs of weakness. With his sincere nature, it's no wonder that an old fox like Fa Bosley was also deceived.

Eastern Army Base Camp, Alcudia region,

The sparkling Bios River flows gracefully through here, with a large area of ​​dark green jungle along the coast. The curved river channel turns eastward in front of a temporary camp built with gravel and wood blocks, because there is a lack of wood and wood on the grassland. Stones for building cities, so there are a lot of them The outer walls of tribal base camps are built with cobblestones and wood. Although they are not tall and thick, they are enough to withstand the sudden impact of enemy cavalry and can also defend against the invasion of wolves. However, the interior is still made of nomadic tents. , can be evacuated and relocated at any time

In the spacious tent, the carpets are soft and comfortable. The tent walls are richly decorated with tapestry embroidery and are magnificent. There are baskets of various fresh fruits in the middle. Exquisite eating utensils from the mainland are mounted, holding large plates of fragrant food. Mutton shows the luxurious and exquisite living habits of its owner.

The leader of the Eastern Army, Solomon Dagon, was sitting in the middle of the banquet. His eyes were slightly drunk, and he watched with satisfaction a group of prairie girls in colorful uniforms, dancing in the open space of the banquet to the melodious and exciting sound of the matouqin. Like a dance of brilliant clouds, the Eastern Army camps were spread out all the way outside the city. The bonfires lit up the sky red.

"What do you think of the expression of that old fox in Bosley now?" Sitting on both sides were more than a dozen clan leaders belonging to the Eastern Army. They were chatting and laughing, appearing extremely excited. They frequently raised their wine glasses and loudly celebrated the coming of the Eastern Army era.

"What kind of expression could he have? After leaving the grassland, this old fox that dominates the grassland is worse than a pitiful rabbit. He is basically at the mercy of others. He must be crying on the road now."

"Haha" everyone laughed at this sentence. Only Solomon Dagon, who was sitting in the main seat, had a slightly cold face. Under the light of the bonfire, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. He was also the leader of the camp. He had fought with Bosley many times. He is an opponent, he is also a senior, and it is exactly like this Therefore, he was more aware of the difficulty of the old man supporting the overall situation of Dongting after his disappearance. Under the forced gaze of the empire, Persia used his old shoulders and stubbornness to resist the pressure from the empire. Leading Dongting to struggle hard,

If the former Dongting Khan was a fierce tiger that shook the grassland, roaring with all its strength, shaking the entire continent under the tiger's power, Bosley was the wolf king led by that tiger, the head of the eight great men, with a rumbling reputation , when he was there, he overwhelmed the Eastern Army, so that no one dared to take a breath. Only when he was gone, did everyone dare to talk and laugh unscrupulously,

One tiger and one wolf represent the glory and end of the Dongting era.

The news that the Western Army's Bosley was placed under house arrest by the Empire has reached here. Unlike the ecstatic joy of other tribal leaders, Solomon Dagon, as the leader, needs to consider immediately whether the Empire will point the finger after taking care of the Western Army. Pointing at himself, he secretly sorted out his thoughts. At least so far, he has not been exposed to the empire's sight. He has only shown himself as a loose tribal alliance. With such an attitude, he cannot be included in the Wiki of the Across the Continent. Sub-Falcon's Discernment

He was waiting. Zhamuhe, who pretended to be the special envoy of the East Courtyard, was his best assistant. He bought him from the slave traders and gave him his wife, children, and a very private pasture. The most important thing was , Zhamuhe is not from the Ikadiva continent, but a real Dongting Empire person. This is probably what Bosili has done. He never thought that the special envoy from the East Court he got was a fake. Now that Bosley asked the Vekia Falcon for house arrest, Jamuhe should have also fallen into the hands of the Vecia Falcon. According to the plan, the ruler of the empire at this moment , he probably doesn’t have much thought about grassland matters anymore. The vast Obarro is the goal of the lord of the empire.

In the midst of the commotion, a drunken patriarch with a red face and thick neck pulled out the dagger inserted into the roasted mutton with excitement, cut off three pieces of mutton and presented it to Solomon Dagon, the leader, and said happily, "Chief, when are we going to do it? Now that the Western Army is scattered, it is difficult for the eldest princess to do anything for a while. This is the time when our Western Army is moving across the grassland."

"Yes, it's time for those pastures taken by the Western Army to return to the hands of their true owners." The other clan leaders suddenly became excited, and some even drew out their scimitars drunkenly, with bloodshot eyes. As ferocious as a hungry beast

Last winter, the Eastern and Western armies fought fiercely to seize the royal court's pasture. After several fierce battles, the Eastern Army was not as strong as the Western Army in terms of strength, and they did not want to expose themselves prematurely. They just touched each other a few times and retreated. Retreat, this was also the reason why Fatty felt puzzled at the time. He had let go of his own hands and even ordered the border guards to retreat. The reason why the scale of the civil war in Dongting was still not up to par was to hide himself in front of the enemy and launch fatal attacks at critical moments. One blow is the style of Solomon Dagon

"Chief..." When everyone was excited, a figure walked in. It was Solomon Dagon's guard captain Hahubi. He came to Solomon Dagon with a strange expression and whispered in Solomon Dagon's ear, "Zhamuhe is back."

"What?" Solomon Dagon was completely drunk in an instant, and his eyes were so bright that he was afraid that others would not finish. 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