Zhou Jian patted his clothes and said with a smile: "I don't have the need to kill you, our enemy is Dunhuang."

"Come on, bring up the son of the leader Changyi and return it to him." He spoke one after another.

Du Ye was stunned, and then he did not hesitate to let someone follow suit.

At this time, Zhou Jian stretched out his hand and stretched out to Changyu: "Chief Changyu, welcome your joining."

Just a few words and cultivate your mind, it is extraordinary. It improves the situation in an instant. You want to kill me, but I treat you with courtesy.

Suddenly, the audience was impressed!

Changyi looked embarrassed. He lost and followed the rules and listened to Zhou Jian. However, Zhou Jian's performance undoubtedly gave him a big step, and all the unhappiness disappeared.

He stretched out his hand, pulled Zhou Jian up, and then clasped his fists: "From now on, you will be the leader of the alliance! The Changyue tribe will advance and retreat with Silancheng and other places!"

Hearing this, the people of the Muda tribe were ecstatic and were really "tamed"!

Zhou Jian smiled with satisfaction. This Changyi was not too bad, at least he was honest.

The other leaders were also uneasy and discussed a lot. Zhou Jian swept around and said, "Where are you?"

Everyone looked at each other, and a wealthy middle-aged man in a blue robe walked out. After hesitating, he gritted his teeth and said, "My Golden Teeth Tribe is willing to participate!"

"And I, Lulu Tribe!"

"I'm one of my vine snake tribes!"

"He is, he is dead anyway, and I will participate, and fight Dunhuang to the end!"

"That's right, I did it!!" The leaders roared and were filled with righteous indignation. With Changyi's leadership, they all announced their surrender and became members of the anti-Dunhuang alliance.

I have to say that the Nurha tribe of Silan City, which Zhou Jian had laid the foundation, gave a good start. At this moment, more than 20 forces formed a rope, which was enough to alarm Dunhuang and uneasy!

"Okay, since you are willing to fight, why worry about it!"

"Come on, have a drink!" Zhou Jian roared, looking extremely heroic.

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The success of the Mutai Conference also announced that all the twenty-three tribes in the exile land surrendered to the Great Zhou. Of course, Zhou Jian did not express his identity, but gave Changyi and others a hint that Great Zhou would not stand by.

Everything came too fast, like a dream. In just a few days, a large number of allies were added to the Great Zhou.

After rough calculations, the total number of troops of the twenty-three tribes is 300,000. If some idle personnel are left, the number of people who can fight is as high as 150,000.

A few hours later, as the meeting ended, the tribes were ordered to rectify their troops and respond to the sudden outbreak in the Western Regions.

Halfway through, a huge quarrel broke out in the convoy of the Changyue Tribe.

"Father, why don't you avenge your child!" Chang Dongli clenched his fists, his eyes turned red, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Changyi glanced at him and said coldly: "Shut up, don't think about the second princess of Muda tribe. You can't afford to offend that person. We are already in a cooperative relationship. From now on, we are not allowed to mention it again!"

Chang Dongli was extremely humiliated and gritted his teeth and said, "Father, why?!"

"No reason!" Changyi shouted loudly, his voice rolling like thunder, and he didn't want to reveal too much. This was also what Zhou Jian said, because these news must be strictly confidential, and almost every tribe has been banned.

"Father, are you so afraid of them? You have to watch your child being humiliated and Yueyao being robbed. Are you imprisoned in a place of exile? Are you brave enough to lose your courage?" Chang Dongli blurted out in anger.

"Damn it!"
Chapter completed!