When Daluo and others rushed to the outside of the Khan tent, the outside of the Khan tent was densely filled with people.

The tall and rough Turkic nobles stood outside the Khan's tent with a solemn expression. They were usually unruly and arrogant, and they were all docile today, like docile sheep.

The Turkic Khan was inside, and even the wolves had to kowtow in front of the wolf king.

"...Young Master, you are finally here!" Several of Daluo's companions looked happy and surrounded them, but the smile became a little stiffer when facing Anluo and the picture.

"The Khan is almost out of reach. Before leaving, I want to meet the young master, and... your brothers."

He glanced at the photo and others. If it weren't for the Khan's tent, these friends of Daluobin could have immediately attacked, killing all the people who threatened Daluobin's position, and chopped the whole family into meat sauce!

The two guards of Anluo moved forward two steps and pressed their hands on the hilt to prevent accidents. Daluo then swept over several companions with a gloomy face, and the people gave up the crazy idea. He said without saying a word: "Is Uncle Tuobo already inside?"

"He is already in the account..."

"——Call him to sweat!" Daluo looked stern and scolded a few of his companions. They looked at each other and stroked their hands on their chests to show obedience.

Anluo's dark face gradually stretched out. At least on the surface, Daluo still respected and supported his father very much.

That's good. Although Anluo regards Daluo as a competitor, he has been arguing for so many years and has grown up together since childhood, and has some brotherly relationships.

The Khan had long told his tribe that his younger brother Ashinakutou would be the Turkic Khan after him.

The only obstacle is Daluobin. Daluobin is the biological son of Dahan and is also qualified to sit on the throne after Dahan's death. If Daluobin expressed in public that he did not support him, there would be many supporters supporting Daluobin, which is a very powerful force!

Although Anluo's father could suppress Daluo, this was a result that no one wanted to see after all. As long as Daluo was willing to support his uncle, there would be no problem with Ashinakuto becoming a Khan.

Thinking of this, Anluo felt a little guilty about the competition with Daluobin in the past. He patted Daluobin on the shoulder and said seriously: "We are all descendants of the Wolf King, brothers. If you have any problems in the future, I should avoid you!"

Daluo was silent. In the eyes of others, he seemed to be caring about his father's safety. Anluo also thought so much that he racked his brains to think about how to compensate for their relationship in the future. He could only take pictures, and a sneer flashed in his eyes. He did nothing or said nothing, and he also looked like a wooden man.

"Several young masters, Da Khan let you in." Da Khan's personal guard came out of the tent and respectfully invited Da Lou to enter.

Mugan Khan was indeed unable to do it anymore. He was supported by his younger brother Tuobo, and his face suddenly became rosy and his eyes were more vivid than usual. But everyone knew that this was a rebirth, and the Khan would not be able to live long.

This grassland hero had been fighting for his life. He didn't know how many territories he had conquered and brought severe disasters to many people. In the end, he lay in a thick mattress, just like an ordinary old man.

He seemed very happy to see the children coming in, "Da Lubian, An Lu... and photos, you all come here."

Several people sat beside the bed, Dahan took his son's hand and said, "I am going to return to the arms of God. The only thing I worry about now is you. You have grown up and are warriors on the grassland... Especially when you take pictures, Koro will be very happy if he sees you growing up like this."

Asinakoro, the late Yixiji Khan, Mugan Khan's brother, and the former king of the grassland. Photograph of Asina bowed his head and was sad, Mugan sighed heavily and said:

"In the future, you will inherit a large part of the territory. No matter who you can become a Khan in the end, I hope you can support each other... The lonely wolf is easily hunted, but the wolves can be called tigers, and you all remember..."

"Don't worry, Da Khan, I will definitely take good care of Da Lubin. After I die, he will be the new Turkic Khan!"

Tuobo made a heavy promise. Daluo looked at his father with hope, but Mu Gan just sighed slightly and said nothing.

"Qi State, Zhou Envoy... what do you want to deal with them?" Mu Gan asked for a moment.

"Or, first respond to Zhou's request and test Qi's reaction?"

Mu Gan nodded weakly and said, "There are many heroes in the Central Plains since ancient times. Gao Huan, Yuwen Tai, and Gao Wei, nowadays, are all cunning and far-reaching people. It would be fine if you don't tear off your face with them. Once you tear off your face, do your best and don't leave any room for them."

"...You... still remember the Huns I told you when I was a child?"

Tuo Bo nodded with tears in his eyes, and the wooden pole was as breathtaking as a fucking silk thread, but his eyes became brighter:

"Don't let your opponent breathe. When he loses control, we will perish..."

He looked at the top of the tent, motionless, and his spirit gradually dissipated in his wide eyes.

There were bursts of crying sounds from the sweat tent, and the nobles standing outside the tent bowed and bowed to the sweat, honoring the great sweat.

It is shrill and long, like the wind blowing from the north by the snow queen, making people feel cold from the tailbone.

Tuobo Khan lifted the curtain, and the Turkic people in the brigade made a passage like a tide. A group of men who were as short and fat as wild boars, with skeleton ornaments hanging around their necks, walked to the newly built earth platform surrounded by wolf riders.

The cold wind blew from the north, and the bonfire swayed. They were naked, and the patterns on their chests and shoulders were very dazzling under the flames.

There are various bones tied around the waist with leather ropes. Maybe it is from cattle and sheep, maybe it is from beasts, or maybe it is from slaves, trembling up and down with human steps.

And the crowd instantly felt like boiling oil entering the water, bursting with warm cheers.

"Ah...ah...ah..." The naked man in the lead opened his throat and let out a trombone, roaring like a beast.

In an instant, no matter the nobles, warriors or slaves, they all moved, tilted their heads and raised their arms, and howled endlessly at the rhythm of the skeletons.

These witches swayed the instrument composed of a large bone and two copper bells in their hands, and sang, while jumping back and forth like an evil person.

The flames are rising! Ghost shadows are rushing on the platform, and the wind is like a tiger roaring.

The unrestrained aura appeared between Tuobo Khan's eyebrows, and snatched the dagger from the guard's waist, and walked towards the high platform with great strides. Another cheer came from the wolf cavalry!

Several lambs and calfs were led up one after another. Tuobo Khan rubbed the fingertips of his thumb. The sharp blade opened with a shallow bloody mouth above the fingertips, and Tuobo Khan immediately showed a satisfied look.

Soon, the sheep and cow were fixed on the pre-erected wooden stake. Tuobo Khan walked up to him, faced everyone, and said something loudly. He then grabbed a sharp knife and quickly scratched his left cheek. Blood immediately flowed all over his face.

The cattle and sheep all fell under the swords of the priests. The shamans used copper basins to take the blood of the cow and sheep, and a basin was placed in the center of the altar. The priests led the team raised the copper basins and muttered words, whispering, while dyeing the entire platform with blood.

Tuobo Khan is in this center and accepts worship from all over the world! This is the Wolf King's ascension ceremony!

"We are descendants of the Canglang, and immortality gives us strong muscles and bones."

"The scimitar is our teeth, the war horse is our wings, and all the land in the sun is our pasture, the descendants of the wolf!"

The barbarism's conquest of civilization has never stopped, and it was like this a thousand years ago and a thousand years later.

"The north is too desolate, we have to go to the south to find food! Only where is our goal! Conquer them... destroy them!"

Yu Wenxun, Yu Wenshen was shocked and angry, and shivered.

The change of life, the change of power, and the change of dynasties are endless and passed down from generation to generation.

On this day, the new wolf king, towards the entire grassland, announced his will:

“…we, head south!”

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Towards south, in the palace complex in Jinyang, the boy pounded his wife's legs with his face, while his little wife held her high bulge and lazily put her legs on his legs, making domineering gestures, "Go down a little, go up a little... Oh, lean a little... slow down."

"Oh, where are you feeling uncomfortable..." The boy got a little crazy.

"You are mad at me..." Tears suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"I don't……"

"You have!"

"Okay, okay, I have." Women all have the power to make trouble, not to mention that she is pregnant, and she can't beat her even if she is beaten or scold her. He has a headache, so he continues to work hard.

Suddenly, the woman's face turned pale and she screamed. "What's wrong with you?" He was a little nervous. The woman sat up slowly, her little faces wrinkled together, and said, "I...I seem to be giving birth..."

The young man was in a mess and was so anxious that he was slamming his head and remembered, "Where is the medical officer, call me the medical officer!"
Chapter completed!