Khuborchi and Ada sat down obediently, quietly waiting for the tribal alliance to begin. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The butter candles were crackling and burning, the thick smell of meat wafted in the air, and the sound of horses' hooves was heard from time to time outside the tent, and more and more tribes began to arrive.

The vast desert of the Turkic steppe alone contains more than 700 Turkic tribes living east of the Altai Mountains, ranging from large to small tribes with thousands of warriors, to small and destitute herdsmen, so not all the tribes involved in the alliance are eligible to enter the tent.

No matter when or what generation, status is always linked to strength, and when the last tribe arrives, the Turkic alliance finally kicks off.

Jieli Khan sat in the center, he raised the marigold cup in one hand, and said loudly: "Steppe boys, today is the annual steppe alliance, my Turks have become more and more powerful, and there is no rival on the steppe." Drink this cup with me and thank the Sirius God for your blessing! ”

"Whoa!" A wild howl rang out from inside the tent, and countless tribal representatives raised their glasses in response. Jieli Khan laughed, raised his head and drank the mare's milk wine from the golden cup, and then slammed the cup on the table with a dull thud.

"Everyone!" He spoke again, swept his gaze over the tent, and continued: "This year's cold wind has begun to blow, a full month earlier than in previous years, and this is the first time in Ben Khan's life that the cold winter has come so early. ”

"The Great Khan is right!" An old Turkic nobleman slowly stood up, his eyes looked around the big tent, and he said tremblingly: "It's only the beginning of August, but there are already cattle and sheep in the northern part of the steppe that have frozen to death. The old man thinks that this year's cold winter must be a rare occurrence in a century, and when the white-haired wind blows, I don't know how many cattle and sheep will freeze to death, and how many clansmen will go to see the wolf god! ”

The atmosphere in the big tent was suddenly a little silent.

The Turks are warlike and ferocious in their bones, but that doesn't mean they don't fear death. The cold winter of the steppe is the evil ghost white-haired wind, this is the death message that every Turkic person has palpitations.

Jieli Khan said at the right time: "The cold winter is inevitable, and my Turkic tribes have not stored enough supplies to prepare for the winter, what can you do to teach me?" ”

"Great Khan, plunder!" Khuborchi stood up abruptly and said loudly: "I, the Turks, are a people on horseback, we don't produce, but we can plunder. Other people's goods are our materials, and other people's wealth is our wealth. As long as we can live, why bother with others dying......"

"Well said!" Jieli stood up and laughed: "My Turkic cavalry is invincible in the world, and now there are millions of people who control the strings, whether it is the party on the grassland, Xue Yantuo or Hui Hui, they are all trembling under our majesty. The descendants of our Sirius God have nobility in their veins, and in order to preserve our precious lives, these inferior people must give their supplies. ”

"Great Khan!" Ada also stood up and proposed: "Dangxiang and Xue Yantuo and other clans are very poor, I'm afraid it will be difficult to loot enough property to survive the winter, we must choose a richer nation to wage war!" For example, the Central Plains in the south of the grassland is a place of abundance. ”

"Hahaha! Ada's words are exactly what Ben Khan thinks! Jieli laughed wildly and praised: "You two are worthy of being the twin eagles of the steppe, not only are you brave and intelligent, but I am a Turk with great talents......

Ada was very proud, he glanced at Kubolchi, and said in his heart Don't think that only you know how to behave, I, Ada, are also not bad.

Kubolchi snorted heavily, he didn't want to argue with Ada in front of the Great Khan, so he slowly sat down in anger, grabbed a leg of mutton and bit it fiercely.

Jieli's eyes were like torches, he took in the secret battle between the two young people, but his face pretended not to see, and suddenly stretched out his hand to guide the square, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, in the south of our prairie, there is a vast desert land called the Central Plains. The Han people who live there are as weak as lambs, but they occupy the most fertile land in the world. They are as warm as the spring sun, while our great Turks can only survive the cold winter in the steppe. We are all human beings, so why are they born to be blessed, while we Turks are born to suffer? Can you bear this kind of thing? ”

"I can't bear it, I can't bear it!" There was a howl of rage in the big tent. The Turks were already belligerent and impulsive, but at this time, they were provoked by the Jieli language, and suddenly everyone's blood spurted out, and their mouths were full of shouts.

Jieli laughed wildly, he suddenly grabbed a maid who was serving him, pinched her face and said loudly: "You see, this is a Han woman, her skin is smoother than mutton fat, and the taste is sweeter than mare's milk." Such a beautiful woman wants to be enjoyed by those Han men who are as weak as lambs, are you convinced? ”

"Unconvinced, unconvinced!" Ada shouted first, he was greedy by nature and couldn't hear the word woman, and at this time, he was provoked by Jieli, and his whole face suddenly turned red, and he said loudly: "We Turkic warriors are the greatest men in the world, and such women are only worthy of our enjoyment!" ”

Many Turkic youths were influenced by him and shouted after him: "Yes, such a woman is only worthy of us Turkic men!" ”

Jieli laughed, suddenly waved the woman and threw it directly into Ada's arms, saying, "Since you say so, then this Han woman will reward you!" ”

Ada was overjoyed, hurriedly thanked him, hugged the girl and couldn't help but rub it, his hands were powerful, one hand ravaged the peak, and the other hand went straight to the deep valley, the girl was made gasping by him in just a few clicks, and her white and tender face was covered with a beautiful flush.

Goo! There was a sound of swallowing saliva around, and the Turkic man was lustful, and when he saw the girl being ravaged by Ada, everyone suddenly felt itchy.

Jieli took in everyone's expressions, and a hint of smugness appeared on his face, and he then said loudly: "You have also seen that Han women are so beautiful. It's a pity that there are not many such private slaves in Ben Khan's hands, and he can't satisfy all the Turkic men, what should I do? ”

"Go grab it! Go grab it! The atmosphere was completely mobilized, and nowhere the Turks howled wildly, and thunder rolled in the tent.

"Yes, go grab it! Go to the Central Plains to rob, go to the Tang Dynasty to rob ......" Jieli finally achieved his goal, he suddenly pulled out his saber, raised his straight guide high, and said viciously: "Ben Khan decided to gather millions of troops and launch a plundering war against the Tang Dynasty in the Central Plains. We will rob them of their gold and silver, of their tea, of their grain, of their women......"

"Snatch them all!" Ada was the first to shout in front of him, clenching his right fist and pounding his chest hard.

Jieli held a long knife in his hand, his eyes flashed at this ferocious and fierce, and he said murderously: "All the departments obey the order, and order you to quickly mobilize troops and horses for the Hui clan, and when the sun rises ten days later, you will join me in the Central Plains." ”

"Whoa!" There was a ghost crying wolf howl in the big tent, and hundreds of Turkic youths shouted excitedly: "Kill into the Central Plains, rob money, rob women......"

Jieli looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes looked south, as if he wanted to travel through time and space to look directly at the Tang Dynasty. "Li Shimin, this time I want to make all the Han people in the entire Central Plains tremble and cry, and obediently prostrate at my feet......"

He muttered, expecting the thrill of conquest from that fertile land.