A mouthful of blood splattered onto the thin blanket.
"The eldest prince!"
Tadar coughed up blood, and everyone present expressed their anxiety.
Fortunately, Tadar was in good physical condition and did not collapse from the series of bad news.
He was breathing heavily, his mind racing.
In his view, it was impossible for there to be no disturbance when granaries and weapons were stolen, and cattle, sheep and horses were stolen.
To move so much stuff overnight would require a large workforce.
If there's no movement, that's truly a ghost story!
Tadar leaned on the maid's shoulder, raising his eyes to stare intently at the kneeling men, trying to discern any flaws in their demeanor.
Unfortunately, he failed to notice anything amiss.
Suddenly, he found it somewhat amusing.
His good brother actually ran into his camp and stole horses and food while he was seriously injured!
Tadar's bloodied lips curled into a sinister smile.
The men kneeling on the ground were all muscular men, and when they saw the smile on Tadar's lips, they felt a chill run down their spines.
Tadar beckoned to Zhamu and then whispered a few words to him.
Zhamu straightened up, gave Lombas a deep look, and said, "Go back, all of you."
The men kneeling on the ground looked at each other in confusion, then stood up nimbly after a moment and left Tadar's tent.
Zhamu followed them out of the tent, and as the tent flap fell, he shouted, "Lombas, Amoeba, Klu, all the rebels from last night, leave no one alive, kill them on the spot!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the three men's heads were chopped off by the assembled soldiers!
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