Chapter 12 third quarter

"Impossible! How could the majesty be an internal thief?" Dahesa jumped up from the bed the first moment he got the news, "He is the master of Beiducheng! This is his home! What reason does he have to put himself Sell ​​your home to Menglehuoer?" "Now that the whole city knows it, it's useless to say anything. The Wu Chijin and Tokele families said that they found letters between the Maharaja and Meng Lehuo'er from the golden tent, from the majesty to the prince. There was a time. They said that because of the support of Meng Lehuoer, they killed their three uncles and forced the old man to give him the seat, and the old man was mad at him. Immediately after death, they came back from the Northern Wilderness, these are what they negotiated." Amochi sat on the ground wearily, with his hands inserted into his hair, "I know these are all fake, but the majesty brought Da Yan and Ban Zha Lie escaped and was intercepted at the south gate, tens of thousands of people in the northern capital witnessed it with their own eyes!"

"It's over...it's over," Dahesa staggered back a few steps, and fell down on the bed, "Even if you are a maharaja, betraying your relatives and clan, that's..." He suddenly roared, "That idiot Bimogan! He was killed by his woman!" He slowly regained his composure, listening to the commotion outside the tent, the entire northern capital was like a pot of boiling water.He felt that he was going to go limp from exhaustion, and murmured, "Does he really love Suma that much?" December 30th, noon. There is only one person in the gold tent.Xu Dahan Pasur stood in the center of the golden tent, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the huge embroidered gold totem on the top of the tent, a leopard curled up and hidden in the clouds.

The curtain was lifted quietly, and a person walked slowly behind Xu Dahan, coughing twice. "Respected Master of the Wo Chijin family, you shouldn't have stepped into this tent without notification," Xu Dahan pointed to the ground, "This is my Pasur family's place, it used to be, and it still is now." He glanced at the master of Wu Chijin's family, and a cold light flickered in the corner of his slender eyes. The master of Wu Chijin frowned, with obvious displeasure on his face, but he still suppressed his emotions, "Xu Dahan, you have already won Bimogan as you wished, but you are not yet a maharaja, don't worry Give orders. Does what you tell us count?"

"I think the heads of Heludin and Tokele are also outside? Why don't you come in and listen together?" Xu Dahan smiled. Without waiting for the owner of the Wochijin family to speak, the mighty and irritable old man of the Tokele family has already lifted the curtain and appeared in front of Xu Dahan. "Where's the master of the Heluding family?" Xu Dahan asked, "It's time for me to fulfill my promise to everyone, so don't waste time." "Eridun Dalai?" An imperceptible smile flashed across the face of the owner of Wo Chijin's family, "He is still a child, it would be better if he didn't participate in such a confidential matter. He is still worried about his father's death, If you want to take revenge on the Shuobei wolf lord, you, who is the grandson of the Shuobei wolf lord, have nothing to talk about with such a person, right?"

Xu Dahan was slightly taken aback, "It seems that the reason why this young man hates my brother so much is that you convinced him that Bi Mogan really wants to betray the Qingyang Department and secretly surrender to Shuobei?" "That impulsive child doesn't know how to take on the responsibility of protecting the family. Is it meaningful to tell him these confidential things?" The master of the Tokele family said impatiently, "Just tell us now, how can we bring It’s enough for your own people to leave the northern capital safely. If the privileges you so-called wolf lord gave you are fake...” The old man’s voice revealed a hint of sternness, “Don’t forget that we are the ones who really control the northern capital now! "

Xu Dahan smiled, "How could it be fake? Menglehuoer Orhan, that is my grandfather. You can leave Beidu with your family safely, and the Shuobei people will not stop your convoy You will be protected along the way until you are 150 miles away from the northern capital. However, you cannot come back, and now everyone within 100 miles of the northern capital is on the list of wolves that are mainly exterminated." "How do we trust you?" The master of Wo Chijin's family stared into Xu Dahan's eyes, "How do we know that we won't be shot to death by Shuobei people's random arrows when we leave the city?"

Xu Dahan still smiled, "Can't you just try it? Tonight you can arrange the first convoy to go out of the city, send a few wives out first, and see if they can get out of this land of death. You all have many wives , You can take out a few to take this risk. If the first convoy is killed halfway, you can kill me immediately for revenge. Anyway, I will stay in the capital city and not go anywhere." Intentionally or unintentionally, he unbuttoned his collar, revealing the iron rope around his neck. On the iron rope was a rusty iron plate, a nameplate of the White Wolf Group, which was taken from the skeletons of those dead red bone warriors.He fiddled with the iron plate and scratched the iron rope, making teeth-stinging sounds.

"Wolf cub!" The master of the Tokele family said in a low and harsh voice, biting the tip of his tongue and spitting, "It's not your turn to be proud." The master of Wochijin's family stopped him with his hand, and turned to Xu Dahan, "Yes. But from now on we can never go back to the northern capital. We were going to have peace talks with Shuobei, but now we have to leave our hometown and spend our whole lives in the northern capital. Drifting on the grassland, should there be some compensation?" "Compensation?" Xu Dahan frowned slightly, "The most powerful people and financial resources in the northern capital are you big nobles. What else can the Pasur family offer to compensate you?"

"With you, Xu Dahan, in charge, how dare we take anything from Pasur's family?" The owner of Wo Chijin's family smiled sinisterly, "But I think Heluding's family is in the hands of Eridun Dalai. There is no chance, so the Majesty will send this young man to the battlefield to avenge his father, and we two old people will help take care of his family's cattle, sheep and women." Xu Dahan pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, "This kind of favor doesn't cost me anything, I am very happy." With a flash of his eyes, he glanced at the owner of Wo Chijin's family, "What did you call me just now?"

"My lord, the new great lord of the northern capital, Xu Dahan Pasur... or Xu Dahan Orhan?" The master of Wu Chijin's family laughed, and exchanged glances with the master of Tokele's family. The individual laughter became louder and louder. Xu Dahan was silent at first, and then slowly began to laugh too. The more he laughed, the happier he became. In the end, the three of them patted each other on the shoulders, like friends who had known each other for decades, but no longer The beginning of the rattling. "Xu Dahan Pasur," Xu Dahan said, "Although I have such a heroic grandfather, my father is still Guo Leer Pasur. We all love my father, don't we?"

The masters of Wochijin's family and Tokele's family still smiled, "Yes, we all love Guo Leer." "It's a pity he's already dead," the owner of Wo Chijin's family suddenly put away his smile, and stared into Xu Dahan's eyes, "So, don't play tricks, your father didn't manage to get rid of us when he was alive. I know he always wanted to." "I swear on my life." Xu Dahan put his hand on his chest, "I have one last favor, and I need you two to help me." "Tell me," said the owner of Wochijin's family. Xuda Khan sighed, "My elder brother Bimogan has been deprived of his status as a maharaja, but he is still alive. But my uncle Hudulu Khan told me that he can give life to anyone , only Bimogan Pasur is an exception. Because he admires this man too much, he cannot allow this man to live on given life by him, this is disrespectful to him." "So it's about this." The owner of Wu Chijin's family patted Xu Dahan on the shoulder, "We old guys understand your young people's minds very well, either don't do it, or do it absolutely. If Bi Mogan is still alive, you How can this new Maharaja sit comfortably on that throne? We have already thought about this matter, and we will give you a satisfactory result." "Great." Xu Dahan showed a grateful look, "Then tonight, the first team of carts will set off." The master of Wuchijin's family and the master of Tokele's family looked at each other, nodded, and they walked towards the door of the golden tent together. "Are you not saying goodbye?" Xu Dahan said suddenly. "Maybe we left with the first team of carts tonight, and we should say goodbye." The owner of Wu Chijin's family smiled and sighed. "Xudahan, I'm actually not worth it for you. With your talent, ten times that of your elder brother, in the past your father didn't believe you because you were not a pure-blooded Qingyang person. Now your grandfather will really believe it Are you? You are not a pure-blood Shuobei people. Is it interesting for you to stay and get this city that actually belongs to the Shuobei wolf lord?" "It won't belong to the wolf master. My uncle has assured me that the northern capital city is still the territory of the Qingyang Department." Xu Dahan said, "If the two masters are patient, they will definitely see me govern the Qingyang Department and Northern capital." The master of Wo Chijin shook his head, "I'm old, I'm not patient enough." The two left with a smile. Holding the waist knife, Guimu flashed out from behind the curtain in the corner of the golden tent, stood beside Xu Dahan, and spat fiercely at the door of the golden tent, "It's like a pig and dog." "There's no need to be too angry with dying people." Xu Dahan said lightly, "I just wanted to say goodbye to them, but they misunderstood." Guimu was taken aback, "Brother, do you want to..." "Is it meaningful for us to let two great nobles leave the northern capital with tens of thousands of strong men, tens of thousands of horses, and countless gold and silver utensils, swords, bows and arrows?" Xu Dahan asked. "Of course it's meaningless. If you ask me, I should have killed these people long ago, but brother, you just won Bimogan. If you really attack a few big nobles at this time, will you lose your support?" Guimu worried say. "Now we rely on their support to stand in this golden tent." "We don't have to do anything," Xuda Khan laughed. "Someone will be more angry than us. Let him know everything, and he will immediately draw his sword and chop off the heads of these two old things. That person is called Eridun Dalai. He Rudin." "Herudin's master?" "Yes, that is an impulsive young man, eager to avenge his father." Xu Dahan laughed. Guimu fully understood, and nodded vigorously, "Then I'll send someone to watch their movements, they don't really follow the first convoy out of town tonight, then we won't be able to find them again." "No, never," Xuda Khan waved his hand, "How could the distinguished heads of the family rush to take risks on the front line? They are still waiting to receive the property and women of the Heluding family, and they will also be in the north. Stay in the capital for a few days. I also want to give them a few more days." "Brother, how long do you want them to live?" Guimu asked. "I want them to accompany Bimogan." Xu Dahan said lightly, returned to the posture of looking up, and murmured, "When father and Bimogan are here, you always have to keep your head down. ..." that night. In the village of Tieshi Mosel's family, Bach quietly opened a thread of the curtain and looked outside.The night is surprisingly good tonight, and the reflected light is cold and hard on the armored warriors outside the stockade. Bach put down the curtain silently, turned around and looked at his younger brother Ba Bang, who was sitting cross-legged by the brazier drinking a pot of wine, his face was flushed, whether it was from alcohol or anger, but his eyes were empty, more desolate than the snow outside .The brave iron-fanged warrior had never looked this way.Bach walked over and patted his younger brother on the shoulder without saying anything. A figure flashed into the tent soundlessly, Ba Bang's eyes jumped fiercely, and he stretched out his left hand to press the handle of the knife. "It's me, Uncle." Bach's son Zaerhua said eagerly. Bach went up and grabbed his son's shoulders, "Speak slowly." "A major event has happened. Now everyone in the city says that the Maharaja is a traitor. Seeing that he couldn't hold on anymore, he first sent Xu Dahan out of the city to negotiate peace, and after that failed, he secretly took Da Yan out of the city and fled, leaving the whole family behind. People from the Qingyang Department. Everyone is angry. Some people say that in the first battle, if the Maharaja hadn’t been reluctant to part with his 10,000 soldiers, he had already defeated the Shuobei people. Qingyang has fallen to this point. Your fault." "What happened last night, there are rumors all over the city tonight, and someone is spreading the news." Bach said. "The nobles gathered together to discuss, saying that the majesty cannot be trusted now, and the ancestral system of 'five elders discussing politics' must be reopened!" Zaerhua said, "Tomorrow morning, the Heluding, Wochijin, and Tokele families will The master is about to hold a meeting in the golden tent, they have elected Xu Dahan as the representative of the Pasur family, and other nobles will be in attendance, and the first thing to discuss is how to deal with the Maharaja!" "I should screw off their heads one by one!" Ba Bang's voice came. Bach was taken aback. He had never heard Bach speak like this before. It was cold and fierce, and there was hatred in his voice that wanted to bite someone's throat off. "But I can't do anything about them...I'm a useless person now." Ba Bang's voice dropped.He didn't look at anyone, he lifted the wine jug and poured the strong wine into the brazier, the flames shot up and went out in a flash, Ba Bang smashed the empty jug on the ground hard. "Deal with the Maharaja," Bach whispered, "see how daring they are." Za'erhua hesitated for a while, carefully looking at her father's face, "If several nobles have the same opinion...can you really abolish the Maharaja?" "It depends on how brave they are," said Bach, "but those who want to rebel are not timid." "If the majesty is abolished, our family..." Za'erhua dared not continue. Everyone knew that the two brothers, Bakhba, were the eldest sons who were determined before Bimogan came to the throne. Instead, the Mosuer family lost support in the northern capital. "Wait for the news, look at those people outside, we can't help it." Bach sighed softly. The heavily armored warriors outside were not iron cavalry trained by Baheba, but warriors from the three noble families, who were sent to blockade this place.Before the majesty left, he left the nine-tailed banner and the saber to the brothers of the Mosuer family. In this matter, they were regarded as lackeys of the traitor and had no right to step out of the village. "Don't tell Azule Danayan," Bach told his son, "that young man has done his best, don't get him involved again." He stood silently behind the curtain of the tent, listening to the sound of the wind blowing the banner outside.That is the big nine-tailed banner, the Qingyang leopard flag symbolizing supreme power and honor, which was once enough to command the entire grassland. Bach could imagine the nine white leopard tails on the flagpole fluttering wildly in the new wind... At this moment, he inserted it in the Outside the tent of the Mosuer family, it was not even enough to stop the warriors outside from rushing in to kill the people in the village. Something from the past came to Bach's mind.Many years ago, he chose Bimogan's eldest son's shack, not only to defend the pure blood of the Pasur family in Qingyang, but also for the future of the Tie family's Mosuer family in this northern capital city.He is not like the straightforward younger brother, he always has the selfishness of the parents in his heart, and wants to use Bi Mogan, the future king, to revitalize the Mosuer family.For more than ten years, he has fought openly and secretly with the third son's shack, and suffered countless hardships and injuries for more than ten years. Finally, seeing Bi Mogan sitting on the throne of the Maharaja, he thought he could finally feel proud.But Shuobei wolf is coming, Muli is dead, and the capital city of Beibei is about to perish. Now even the maharaja has become a lone grass swaying in the wind. The Mosuer family will also perish in this catastrophe, right?he thought, looking at his hands.These hands are calloused by the handle of the knife and are as hard as iron, but they are still weak. They can't keep the Mosuer family, let alone the northern capital. Tiejin Bach Mosuer was just an ordinary man with a knife when he was in Qingcheng That's all. Why bother to spend so much thought?A strange smile appeared on his iron-like face.Maybe it's better to run amok like that straightforward brother. He turned around abruptly, walked to the brazier and sat down, picked up a jug and drank with his head up.Bach was shocked by his brother's uncharacteristic behavior, and stared blankly, knowing that Bach threw the empty flagon on the ground and wiped his mouth full of wine. "It's time to wring their heads off one by one!" whispered Bach, "but it's too late..." At this moment, the moonlight was shining on the south gate of the northern capital city. Two people wrapped in black sable cloaks stood in the cold wind, and the corner of one of them's mouth was shining with a faint red light. "It's almost time." The master of Wu Chijin's family took the cigarette pot from his mouth and waved to the city. The warriors of Wo Chijin's family ran to the city gate in the dark and pulled the iron latch, and a dozen of them pushed open the city gate together.They tried their best to be as light as possible, but the slightly rusty iron hub still made a piercing sound, which was very clear in the silent night. "Bastard!" Wu Chijin's master shouted. Fortunately, no one heard it. The warriors of Wu Chijin's family had already taken over the city gate, and within two miles around, no trusted warriors of Wu Chijin and Tokele's family were allowed to enter. The master of the Tokele family waved his hand, and five hundred warriors proficient in bows and arrows laid out crane wings on both sides of the city gate, stretched their bows and set their arrows, ready to go. It was quiet outside the city, and there was no trace of life in the white snow. Two pitch-black caravans passed through the lane between the crane wings and left the city. Each caravan was escorted by twenty elite warriors on horseback, with swords and bows neatly armored, and the driver also had a seven-foot long shuttle beside him. As soon as the carriage left the city, the city gates were closed immediately, and the warriors loosened their bowstrings and wiped the sweat from their foreheads in unison.The master ordered them to open the city and they had to obey, but everyone was afraid that if the white wolf in Shuobei was lying in ambush outside the city, the moment the door opened, maybe wolf cavalry would rush in.Some of them have seen with their own eyes the wolf cavalry in sheep's clothing, enduring the severe cold, lying in ambush for a long time under the snow beside the Tenale River, which is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.But it's not surprising that the wolf cavalry can do it. People in Qingyang feel that way, because those wolf cavalry are not human beings at all, but devils. The owner of Wu Chijin's family squinted his eyes, watching the small convoy drifting away, and further ahead was the red flag planted by the Shuobei people.The blood-red flag looks like a black mass at night, dancing with the wind, like a dead soul nailed to death on the flagpole. "Two hundred steps left." Master Tokele stared at the flag, and the convoy was very close to it. Following his words, a shrill bird song suddenly crossed the sky. "Vulture!" Master Tokele's voice trembled. The moonlit silvery white snow field suddenly opened up, and the warrior on the giant wolf's back shook the sheepskin violently, sprinkled the snow powder accumulated on it to the sky, and grabbed the hatchet on the saddle.More than a dozen wolf cavalry who were ambushing there appeared at the same time, without making any sound, they quickly approached the convoy from both sides.The stench of the giant wolf made the people in the convoy dizzy, but the horses remained calm anyway. They couldn't see, hear, or smell. They just instinctively sensed the approaching danger.The horses gathered around the caravan, and their spears pointed outward, forming a defensive circle. The driver drew out his long shuttle, and the warrior beside him drew his longbow. The giant wolf was no less than a fierce horse when galloping fast, and the desire for meat flashed in the green wolf's eyes.They approached, and those battle-hardened warriors were covered in cold sweat. The master of Wuchijin's family felt his lips were dry, so he took off the pipe and kept licking it, while the master of Tokele's family clattered his knuckles, and held down the saber under the sable cloak. The two samurai driving looked at each other, and lit the lamp hanging in front of the carport with the tinder that had already been lit.It was an ordinary lamp, but it was covered with a dark red cloth, and the light it emitted was vague and dim. The moment the wolf cavalrymen saw the red light, they tightened their reins together.Seeing that they were about to lose the fresh blood, the hungry wolves roared angrily, but the wolf cavalry mercilessly beat their necks with iron whips, forcing the giant wolf to submit to its master's decision. The wolf cavalry led the giant wolves and slowly approached the convoy. The leader Shuobei warrior stared at the two red lights for a long time, then slowly looked away.More than a dozen giant wolves bent their hind legs and squatted down, lining up on both sides of the convoy.The samurai driving tremblingly shook the reins, wishing to get away from these terrifying beasts sooner, and the escorting samurai were even more frightened, those wolves stuck out their long tongues, and their teeth shone like iron. After they walked dozens of steps, the leader of the wolf cavalry suddenly shouted, "Stay!" The escorting warriors turned their horses' heads together and leveled their spears nervously.On the city wall, the master of Wu Chijin's family tightened his heart, and tightly gripped the smoking pot. "Leave one horse." The leader of the wolf cavalry said coldly. A samurai got off his horse, jumped into the caravan, and abandoned the steed he had raised for several years in the snow. The horse, who was ignorant of all this, tensely pricked up its ears, opened and closed its chest, and gasped.And the whole convoy ran towards the south with the ecstasy of narrow escape. They didn't go far when they heard the painful whine of the horse behind them, but they didn't dare to turn back, they just galloped all the way.Wo Chijin and the two heads of the Tokele family were on the city wall, watching a dozen wolves surround the lonely horse from all directions, biting part of its body at the same time and tearing it apart alive. Dyeing the large expanse of snow red, the giant wolves chewed a piece of meat they got and devoured it. Master Tokele shivered very slowly, feeling the smell of blood welling up into his stomach. Long after the convoy had disappeared into the night, a bright light shot up into the sky from due south, burst into the night sky and went out.That was a signal, and when the convoy reached a safe place, they would shoot arrows that were coated with phosphorous powder into the air, and the shafts of the arrows were filled with kerosene, and her light could be seen dozens of miles away at night.The master of the Tokele family finally let out the breath that was held in his chest, and his heart fell back to the original place. "That guy Xu Dahan can still talk in front of the wolf master." The master of Wu Chijin nodded appreciatively. "Who is that in your caravan? Are these your women?" asked the master of the Tocles. "Of course not, it's my eldest son and youngest son. Who's in your caravan?" The owner of Wu Chijin's family breathed out a puff of green smoke into the dark night, with a calm expression on his face. The face of the owner of the Tokele family changed color, and the corners of his eyes twitched, "Your eldest son and youngest son? Do you dare to bet their lives?" "If you want to bet, you have to make a big bet. Xu Dahan, a wolf cub, can't believe it, but I guess the first convoy can leave safely, because Xu Dahan is still relying on us, and he has to do something to show us Sincerity." The master of Wu Chijin's family smiled arrogantly, "Now I am relieved, if I die in the northern capital, my sons will grow up one day and avenge me. I can easily play with Xu Dahan. " The owner of the Tokele family was stunned, and punched his palm, "Oh! I'm so stupid, I just put a few bundled sheep in the car!" The master of Wu Chijin's family patted the old brother's shoulder, "Don't be depressed, Xu Dahan will not turn his face so quickly, don't I still stay in the capital city? I also want to leave this ghost place alive." "What should we do?" the master of the Tokele family asked sincerely.He and the master of Wu Chijin's family were good friends since they were young, and they always felt that the two families were on the same level, and it was hard to say who listened to whom, but this time they really took it seriously. "I have no choice but to let Bimogan die." The owner of Wu Chijin's family knocked the smoke pot on the battlement, frowning and exhaled the last puff of smoke in his lungs, "Xuda Khan showed his kindness, and it's our turn to repay .” Master Tokele sighed, "Actually, Bi Mogan can't be said to be a difficult master." "Who didn't say that?" The owner of Wu Chijin's family spread his hands, "But old guys like us have to think about our own family first. This city is about to collapse, so how can we care about other people's lives?" Outside the city of Beidu, in the northern camp of Shuo, Menglehuoer Uerhan led his giant wolf and walked slowly around the camp. Shan Bikong followed him on horseback with his hands wrapped in his big ermine sleeves. "I lived like this every night in the Northern Wilderness," Meng Lehuo'er said, "Leading the wolf on a leash, walking in the endless snow, sometimes I was worried that if I went in, I would never be able to get out again, but neither I’m afraid, and I’m thinking about a lot of things.” "Thirty years of contemplation, can you get many answers?" Shan Bikong said. "Some things I figured out, and there are other things I know I will never be able to figure out." Meng Lehuo'er smiled, and let out a long breath of white air into the night sky. Behind the white air, there was a round of these days. A rare bright moon came, and the moonlight projected in the black and bluish night sky, like fine ice dust. "Lord Wolf is in a good mood tonight." Shan Bikong smiled, "Is it because he took back his grandson from Pasur's house?" "No, I value my bloodline very much, but one more offspring will not make me so happy." Meng Lehuo said calmly, "Didn't I tell you? Although I only have one son, Hudulu Khan, But I have many descendants, hundreds of thousands of them, all of whom are my red-boned warriors." Shan Bikong was silent for a while, "Using an army composed of his own blood relatives? No wonder some people say that the White Wolf Group will never betray Meng Lehuo'er Orhan. In the White Wolf Group, you are a god..." His voice changed, "There must be a lot of women who hate the wolf lord, right?" "Could it be resentment?" Meng Lehuo shook his head, "It's hatred. They see me as a beast. A woman who is bullied by a beast will not complain, but only hate." "A hero like Wolf Lord is supposed to be a man that all women on the grassland admire. Why did he choose to change his appearance into a devil?" Shan Bikong looked at Meng Lehuo'er's red pupils, and there seemed to be something deep in those pupils. Pusty blood is slowly flowing. "I also loved a woman, she is beautiful, my daughter Lemo looks like her," Meng Lehuo stepped on the ground under her feet, "but she died for many years, her body is in the ground It's dead. A man can't choose a woman as a destination, a man and a woman will betray each other, and someone will die first, and there will be only one person left, and if he is a coward, he will cry alone." "What is the destination of the man?" "The battlefield," Meng Lehuo'er replied simply, "the battlefield will never abandon you. When you can't kill someone, you should die. There is no time to be sad." Shan Bikong lowered his head, looked at the white snow under his feet, was silent for a long time, and smiled, "Men are really stubborn sometimes. I have a friend, Lei Bicheng, who can say the same cold words as the wolf master, which makes people listen to him." Sad." He paused, "Master Wolf hasn't told me yet, why are you so happy tonight?" "Because another war is about to start." "A new war?" Shan Bikong was taken aback. Meng Lehuo'er pointed to the invisible place in the darkness in the south, which is the direction of the northern capital, "In that city, there will be a war, and the men of Qingyang will draw their swords at each other in order to survive We don't need to do anything, just watch, it's as fun as watching a beast fight." "The power granted to Xuda Khan by the wolf lord is... bait?" "Yes, the bait... But I sincerely hope that my good grandson can live to the end and swallow that bait as food." Meng Lehuo smiled, "If he is strong enough!"