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Beile Khan's guards were itching their teeth for the assassination in full view of the Central Plains. They were about to drag him down and torture him, but the man hollowed out the back molars and concealed poison inside.Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, he bit the poisonous sac, but after a while, he was dead.

Before dying, the assassin struggled to raise his head, and glared at Tumen Khan viciously: "Use my...my life in exchange for, in exchange for Beile Khan's serious injury, this deal...is not a loss!"

Tumen Khan was full of pain and anger, rushed forward in three steps at a time, grabbed the man's forehead and forcefully pulled him up from the ground: "Where are my wife and daughter? Tell me! If you don't tell me... I will tell you." Everyone in Kaipingwei must be buried with him!"

The corner of the man's lips curled up secretly: "If you dare to...injure just one of my people in the Central Plains, then Dingbianhou will chop off a finger of your wife and daughter...After chopping off the hands and fingers, chop off the toes, and after chopping off the toes...Pick your ears... nose……"

Before he could finish speaking, Tumen let out a roar and threw him to the ground.The man rolled two times, black blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, and he lost his breath.

Tumen's anger still remained, and he said sharply, "Dragging this man down, stabbing... dismembering his body, and throwing him into the wilderness... Hey, feed the dog!"

The more furious he was, the more he was bleeding from the knife wound on his chest. The guards were terrified, tore off the fabric from the battle robe, and tried to wrap the wound for him: "Khan, don't talk, it's important to heal the wound!"

Tumen has supported until now, all with one breath, but now he is relieved, and he falls down involuntarily.However, there was still a gleam of clarity in his mind, and he grabbed the guard's wrist with his hands, and hissed: "Don't, don't say anything... don't let people know!"

The personal guard knew how powerful he was, so he hurriedly agreed.

The battle was turned upside down, and the soldiers guarding Kaipingwei tried their best, almost to the point of desperation, and finally reached the moment when Beile retreated.Seeing that the city was about to collapse, the Beile people suddenly blew the horn to retreat. The Beile cavalry who attacked the city didn't know why, but they didn't dare to disobey the Khan's order.

The soldiers and civilians defending the city with scars and scars looked at each other for a long time, and it was unknown who broke out a sob first, pulling everyone's spirits back.People dropped their weapons and wept uncontrollably in the joy of being saved from a desperate situation.

The Beile army retreated for thirty miles in one breath, and stopped after confirming that the Central Plains people did not go out of the city to pursue them.A large tent was set up in the center of the camp, and the guards guarded the surrounding area. Except for Tumen Khan's trusted generals and the summoned witch doctor, no one was allowed to approach without authorization, otherwise they would be killed on the spot.

The witch doctor who walked into the big tent was trembling, and smelled an ominous omen among the vegetation.Countless guards like wolves and tigers were watching him, and he almost moved to the bed, opened the quilt, and was startled by the blood on Tumen's chest.

"This, this is," the elderly witch doctor couldn't speak smoothly, "This...how did it happen?"

There was a dead silence in the big tent, no one answered him, everyone stared at the witch doctor with serious eyes, like a pack of wolves watching their prey being surrounded.The witch doctor suddenly remembered his duties, hurriedly tore open his clothes, cleaned Tumen's wound, and applied medicine to bandage it.

The knife was very dangerous, almost passing through the vitals, but this is not the key point, the key point is that the witch doctor has been busy for a long time, the wound still oozes blood, the blood is not the usual deep red, but black purple.

"...Poisonous!" The witch doctor exclaimed exclaimed, "K-Khan's knife wound is poisonous!"

Standing by the bed was Beile Khan's general Huo Sen, who immediately changed his expression: "What did you say? It's poisonous! What kind of poison? Can you cure it!"

Beads of sweat protruded frantically from the witch doctor's forehead: "The Central Plains people's poisoning skills are no less shallow than ours. I, I can't judge for the time being... I can only bleed the Khan first to force the toxin out of the body."

Of course Huo Sen knew what bloodletting meant. Tumen was already seriously injured. No one could tell if he would survive the bloodletting at this time. If Khan died here... what a reaction.

"How sure are you?" Huo Sen stared at the witch doctor coldly, "If it can't be cured...I want your whole family to be buried with Khan!"

The witch doctor shook into chaff, and curled up on the ground into a ball with his liver and gallbladder split.

Tumen on the bed coughed twice: "Huo Sen..."

Huo suddenly turned around, saw that Tumen seemed to want to sit up, and hurriedly held him down: "Khan, you are seriously injured, it's better not to move."

Tumen waved his hand, stopped his movement, and looked down at the witch doctor beside the bed: "It's okay, you can do it, if it doesn't work, then it's called by the Longevity Heaven, and I won't blame you."

Only then did the witch doctor get up from the ground, feeling that his clothes were soaked through with sweat.

Beile's army didn't stay in place for too long, and continued to march towards the royal court before dawn the next day. The careful Beile soldiers found that Beile Khan hadn't shown up since the retreat until now, and he didn't even give a decent explanation nor.The personal guard announced to the public that Tumen had a cold, and he just rested in the carriage all day long, and even several trusted tribal leaders could not see anyone.

As time went on, several rumors arose among the Beile army. Some said that the royal court was taken over by the people of the Central Plains, from Kechidun, the wise kings of the left and right, and the family members of ordinary soldiers were all taken away by the Central Plains people.Some people say that Khan was seriously injured in the siege battle, and he is still not out of danger, so he cannot appear in front of people.There are other claims that are even more outrageous, even implying that Huo Sen, the general under Tumen's tent, colluded with his own soldiers and murdered Khan, and even blocked the news of Khan's death so that he would not make a funeral.

For a while, the Beile army was panicked. The soldiers had not yet recovered from the frustration of the siege, and their confidence was severely damaged by the invisible Khan.

Huo Sen knew that there were people behind the scenes who were fueling the flames, and he ordered his subordinates to thoroughly investigate the source of the rumors, but it was a pity that time was short and nothing was found.Seeing the rumors intensified, on this day, the legendary Tumen who was "seriously injured and even died" finally showed his face in front of people.

"I heard that some people wanted me to see Changshengtian as soon as possible...Unfortunately, I let them down!" At that time, Tumen walked to the center of the crowd calmly with his hands behind his back, and the guards who followed him tried to He went to help him, but Huo Sen grabbed him.

"No one is allowed to pass!" Huo Sen's voice seemed to be clenched between his teeth, and the words were sharp, "Khan can't show his weakness in front of others, he must last the entire field!"

Under the eyes of everyone, Tumen showed no signs of serious injuries, except that his face was slightly pale, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Of course, there is also a part of the truth in these rumors—our royal court was indeed attacked by people from the Central Plains." attack!"

The Beile warrior gasped, showing panic at the same time.

"...But our family did not fall into the hands of the people of the Central Plains. The wise kings of the left and right took them out of the royal court!" Tumen raised his arms, fluttering the cloak under his waist slightly, "That is our homeland, the place where the Longevity Heaven The paradise bestowed upon us! The damned Central Plains people are not satisfied with occupying the fertile land in Guannei, but they still want to occupy our land, slaughter our warriors, and abuse our family members!"

The panic of the Beile soldiers subsided gradually, and what resurfaced was fiery indignation and iron-like determination.

Only Tumen raised his arms and shouted: "I want to lead our warriors back to the grassland and take back our homeland—who wants to follow me!"

This time, the Beile soldiers did not hesitate at all, and the crowd erupted in a tsunami-like response: "Drive away the Central Plains people! Take back their homeland!"

Tumen is the god in the hearts of Beile people. They believe in him and follow him. When Tumen appeared in front of people, the plague-like panic was quickly suppressed.Tumen played a full set, ordered people to launch a few gangsters, announced that they were the culprits who fanned the flames and spread rumors, and beheaded them in front of the public.

At this point, the last trace of hesitation in the hearts of the soldiers of Beile was completely dispelled.

Behind the Lele car in the distance, two men who were also dressed as Beile soldiers watched the scene coldly, the younger one hooked the corners of his mouth, and spoke in authentic Central Plains dialect: "Sure enough, Tumen can't sit still... ...It's a pity that the old ten's knife was not cruel enough, if this old boy's life is killed, the Beile people will not be able to make a splash!"

The older one spat out the blade of grass in his mouth: "That's enough for him! I heard that Tumen vomited blood again last night, but he was just holding on! This journey is enough for him, even if he can live If you rush back to the royal court, you have to lose half your life!"

The young man didn't know what to think, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "The Beile people surrounded Kaiping for more than a month. Our soldiers and civilians in the Central Plains suffered countless casualties, and even the tenth old man lost his life... I can't wait to get this culprit skinned and cramp!"

"Don't be impulsive!" The older companion pressed his shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Did you forget the master's order? Our mission has been completed, we must evacuate immediately, and the rest... someone will naturally take care of him!"

The young man closed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, he had already suppressed the unwilling murderous intent.

"I know," he whispered, "let's go!"

When the main force of Beile returned to the Wang Ting non-stop, the remnants of Beile who escaped from the Wang Ting finally got rid of the pursuit of the Central Plains people.After a fierce battle, the Beile people suffered heavy casualties, and there were no more than three to four thousand people left, most of whom were old, weak, women and children.The most terrible thing is that the cattle and sheep raised by the people in the Central Plains were set on fire, which means that in the coming winter, the Beile people would have no food reserves and could only starve to death.

The sluggish Mrs. Beile's face was covered with dust, and she burst into tears holding her youngest son.The exhausted Beile soldiers sat on the ground panting violently, splashing cold water to keep themselves awake.

"Where to go" has become the focus of debate in the royal court of Beile. King Zuo Xian believes that they should go north. Beile people are the children of Changshengtian. With the blessing of the gods, they can cross the long desert and find a new oasis.King Youxian sneered at this. He had been sent to Huihe by the order of the old Khan King, and he had established a good relationship with the officials of Huihe.He insisted on defecting to Huihe for a good reason——

"Beile and Huihe are relatives by marriage, and they are both descendants of the desert, so they should support each other," Youxian Wang plausibly said, "I heard that the new king of Huihe is a woman, that's even better! Women are easier to deal with than men, as long as we give enough The good thing is to borrow the territory of Huihe to recuperate for a few years, and then we will be able to make a comeback!"

King Zuo Xian was not so optimistic: "I heard that Huihe has formed an alliance with the Central Plains people long ago. They are used to being fools. Who knows if they will stab us in the back? I don't trust the Huihe people, let alone It will put Kechidun and the little princess in danger!"

King Youxian sneered and said, "People in the Central Plains have a saying that lips are dead and teeth are cold. If Beile dies, do you think Huihe can win it? If the Huihe people are smart enough, they should join us to deal with the Central Plains people!"

Zuo Xianwang wanted to say something more, but the argument was interrupted. Su Rina raised her head and said clearly, "I won't go back to Hehe!"

You Xianwang's eyes were slightly cold, Zuo Xianwang bowed and said: "Please don't worry, I will definitely escort you and the princess to a safe place."

Surprisingly, Su Rina shook her head: "I'm not going to the north either."

Zuo Xianwang was stunned: "Ke Chi Dun means..."

"The people from the Central Plains didn't come after us!" Su Rina said categorically, "You sent people to check. The army of the people from the Central Plains stopped in the royal court. They didn't catch up. It wasn't that they didn't want to kill us all, but that they wanted to raise our spirits." Save your energy and deal with my husband!"

None of the virtuous kings on the left and right said a word. Of course, they would not ignore what Su Rina, a woman, could think of.It's just that the royal court was defeated, and the soldiers who escaped by chance were frightened by the Central Plains people who descended from the sky. No one thought of turning back, and no one had the guts to throw themselves into the trap.

"We are eagles in the desert, and this is our homeland. We cannot surrender the royal court to the people of the Central Plains!" Su Rina said, "I want to go back, to my husband, and fight side by side with him! Changshengtian watched We, we will repel the enemies who invaded the grassland and restore the glory of the wolf king!"

Su Rina used to be one of the most beauties on the grassland. When she said these words, her eyes shone with an indescribable brilliance.King Zuoxian couldn't help lowering his head, not daring to look directly into those eyes, King Youxian sneered lightly, but when Su Rina turned his gaze back, he also didn't say anything.

"Porkin, you are the Right Wise King of Beile, and also the most beloved son of Father Khan," Su Rina said indifferently, "He handed over the eight parts of Beile to my husband, but left the dead men who he cultivated with his own hands. I gave it to you, these are the most elite combat forces in my grassland, take them, go to the Huihe people, if they are willing to take you in, you can stay there... But from this moment on, you are no longer a son of the grassland, nor are you a son of the grassland. No longer Tumen's brother!"

Boer Jinshuer looked up, frightened and angry: "What did you say? How dare you!"

Su Rina stopped looking at him, and turned to King Zuo Xian: "Uncle Wang, you are my husband's elder, and you have watched him grow up since childhood. I beg you, take my daughter and the clansmen to go north to find a new oasis .If my husband can take back the royal court, I will personally welcome you back. If not...you are the last blood of Beile, you must live well!"

The grey-haired King Zuo Xian was shocked: "No, no! Tumen entrusted you mother and son to me before leaving, I can't go against his instructions!"

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind during the battle between heaven and man: "Okay, let's go back together! The wolf king's iron cavalry once defeated the Central Plains people. This time, we will regain the glory of the past!"

He raised his arms to the sky, the scimitar reflected the cold light, and thousands of Beile warriors raised their heads and howled like wolves.

Wang Ting's reaction did not meet Yang Fan and Zhang Jingche's expectations, but they did not expect that it was not the virtuous king who revived morale, but a woman.

This is an extremely difficult encounter, and soon, the two most elite armies of Beile and Central Plains will meet in the depths of the grassland.

No one can predict the outcome of this war. In the middle of a certain night, Beile Khan in the golden tent vomited out a mouthful of blood, took the handkerchief of the guard and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said inaudibly: "My Time is running out... there can be no further delay."

"Xianling Jingzhong... Red Wolf, it's time to move!"