There was a panic and the crowd became restless.
"Batu, get down here! What nonsense are you talking about?"
"How did the Great Khan die?"
"We want to avenge the Khan!"
"Get out of the way and let me do it."
"Shut up! The Khan is the reincarnation of a god. He will never die!"
"Great Khan, please come back soon!"
Perhaps it was the Wang family bloodline inheritance, or perhaps it was his acquired efforts, but Stu's physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people. So far, few people have been able to kill him and escape unscathed.
Even though he was wounded after years of fighting, there were thousands of people present, so no one noticed anything unusual.
Besides, they all fell asleep with their weapons as pillows, so how was it possible that they didn't hear any sound of fighting? There was no trace of drugs at the scene.
The roars were louder and louder, deafening. The tied horses neighed, and the geese flying south were frightened and disrupted their formation. Even the clouds above could not stand their noise and slowly scattered away from this place of trouble.
In the end, only the two old men, Blue Sky and Green Land, were left dozing off and watching the fun.
"Quiet."
Aokote stood in front and let out a long roar. When the last word fell, his face had already turned red.
"The Khan is dead, and the dead cannot be resurrected. We should prioritize the entire grassland."
He placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to the Khan of Yundan. "Please, Khan, take charge of the situation and lead the soldiers back home as soon as possible."
After hearing this, the people below began to whisper.
King Yundan Khan closed his eyes and said nothing.
Bamur stood up at this time, pounding his chest with his right hand, his eyes firm and powerful, "Please, Khan, take charge of the situation."
More and more people stood up.
First, there was a middle-aged man like him. They had experienced countless deaths together in the past years. He understood the character of King Yundan Khan and knew his abilities. Now that Nastu was dead, no one was more suitable for this position than him.
Besides, he should have been the Khan.
Then some young people who followed Bamur also stood up.
Some people were hesitant and thought the incident was suspicious. King Yundan Khan was the most suspicious, after all, he was the biggest beneficiary.
Some people were silent, holding their weapons tightly, paying attention to the movements around them.
King Yundan Khan opened his eyes and looked at the crowd. There was sadness in his eyes and his voice was bitter.
"The most important thing now is to find the murderer who killed the Khan and cut him into pieces. If I don't kill the person who hurt my nephew, what's the point of me sitting on the throne and returning to my hometown?"
He placed his right hand on his chest and said, "I ask all warriors to help me capture this thief."
Everyone below looked serious and returned his greeting.
Great Khan, wait for us, we will definitely send the murderer down to find you.
Abreu sat on the ground watching everything that happened. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Su Yumo was listening to the conversation outside in the tent with his ears perked up, and was shocked.
She thought her acting skills were superb enough, but she didn't expect that there was someone who was even better than her.
There is always a mountain higher than the other.
He is clearly the murderer, yet he still pretends to be so righteous.
Fighting for power is indeed not something that ordinary people can do.
For the first time, she admitted defeat.
"What about that woman? Shouldn't she have died?"
Suddenly a sharp voice sounded, pointing the finger at Su Yumo.
When Su Yumo heard this, his mind turned and his hand unconsciously grabbed Na Si Tu's braid.
"What are you talking about, Baloo?"
Aokote stood in front, staring at the person who said this.
"I called her a nuisance. The Khan died the moment she showed up here. Don't you find it strange? It must be her fault."
Aokete sneered, pulled out the kettle from his waist, and smashed it hard on the speaker's face.
"You blame everything on women. Have you forgotten what the Khan said?"
The first order Nastu issued after taking office was that women should not be forced, bullied or harmed, and anyone who disobeyed the order would be put to death.
Before this, women had no status in any tribe and their fate was tied to the orders of the tribe.
The tribe wins, and they are safe.
When a tribe is defeated, the spoils will be either spoils of war or slaves.
Nastu's order was initially opposed by many men. No one wanted to disturb their entertainment. Due to Nastu's military power, they did not do anything excessive in public, but secretly climbed into the tent while the women were sleeping.
The first person who did this was beheaded on the spot by Nastu. The blood almost splattered half of the tent, and the head flew out of the tent, scaring away dozens of people who had the same idea as that person.
Later, there were people who were ready to make a move, but when they thought of Stu's ruthlessness that night, they never took any action.
Instead, he learned to use his power to attract the attention of young girls, and became a couple with many of them.
He was knocked back a few steps by the force of the kettle, covering his burning face with his hands, his eyes blazing with fire. He wanted to draw his sword, but was forced back by a look in front of him.
His anger turned into sound and he roared loudly.
"I haven't forgotten, but that's why the Khan died."
A man pushed through the crowd, rushed to Baru's side, and kicked him in the side.
Baru was so angry that he was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
"How dare you question the Khan?"
After that, a group of people surrounded him and started punching and kicking the person on the ground. The scene was in chaos.
"Stop it, everyone." King Yundan Khan roared.
Everything that happened today did not go as he expected. Things went off track. He underestimated Nastu's status in the hearts of the soldiers. He was upset but could not show it.
The person on top of him stopped. Baru's face was covered in bruises, and blood was oozing from his chin. There was no trace of anger on his face anymore, only his hands were tightly grasping the grass on the ground.
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