The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun sets in the long river is round.

The sun sets, like a red cake, hanging obliquely in the West Mountain.

The sky was already dark, and the endless grassland could be seen, with yurts arranged sparsely.

The herdsmen said things they couldn't understand, drove away the scattered cattle and sheep, and their dark faces were filled with innocent smiles.

No one would have thought that these simple herdsmen would turn into executioners in the future and harvest the lives of the Han people like old farmers harvesting crops.

From a simple herdsman to an iron cavalry with full bows and swords, he swept the world all the way, and slaughtered cities and villages unscrupulously, no one could control it.

They transformed into the most terrifying army of the world, conquered a territory that was several times or even ten times higher than the Han and Tang Dynasties, and established a great empire that stretched across the Eurasian continent.

However, all this is made up of the flesh and blood of tens of millions of innocent people, full of a strong smell of blood!

Standing in the sky, Huang Rong stood with her hands behind her back. Looking at this scene, her eyes became as cold as a knife, and her thoughts became more and more firm.

Massacre of cities and villages? Absolutely not possible!

No one can control it? I will punish it!

Her eyes were like a torch, looking for the place of the Temujin Khan, and telling him the new rules of the world!

"Finished, here!"

Suddenly, a tall group of yurts a hundred miles away appeared in Huang Rong's sight. Her eyes lit up and she muttered to herself.

Then, the sword light under his feet roared away like lightning.

...

The tent is brightly lit.

Eight butter lamps as thick as babies' arms were placed in the tent, and blue smoke blew out through the vents on the tent.

Temujin sat in the first seat, and below were his sons and generals, who were eating roasted lamb and drinking horse milk wine.

In the corner, a young man with a simple face was particularly conspicuous among the generals. His appearance was different from the crowd of high noses and deep eyes. When he looked closely, he was actually a Han man.

Temujin is 63 years old this year!

Although the seven-year Western Expedition wiped out Khwarezm, Western Liao, Naiman, and Western Xia, unified the grasslands in the northern desert, captured Shangdu of the Jin Kingdom, and built a vast territory.

But he is really old!

His hair became black and white, his beard became dry and unnutritious, and turned yellow like the dead grass in winter. His face was full of wrinkles, enough to kill the big mosquitoes on the grassland.

"Come on, drink this cup!"

After eating two bites of meat, Temujin felt a toothache, so he raised the big green bowl and said loudly.

I am older, my teeth are loose, and I can’t eat the meat anymore!

I had to drink!

"Come on, drink and drink!"

The generals responded loudly, and raised their wine bowls and drank in big mouthfuls.

The atmosphere in the tent was high, and some people were telling interesting stories about the war, which made everyone laugh.

"Khan, the war is over now. I want to take my mother back to the hometown of the Southern Dynasty. I hope the Khan will allow it!"

At this time, thinking about what the six masters taught him last night, the honest young man stood up and said loudly.

After hearing his words, everyone present calmed down and looked at them one after another.

"Oh, it turns out to be Xiao Guojing. What did you say? Go to the hometown of the Southern Dynasty? Why? Do you want to inquire about the information of the Southern Dynasty first and serve as a pioneer for me to wipe out the Jin Dynasty?"

When Temujin heard this, his eyes flashed with a flash, and he became aggressive like a sleeping lion, but he smiled.

"Ah...I...I..."

The young man, Guo Jing, got stuck in an instant, scratched his head, his face turned red with a flushing face, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The six masters only taught him what he said before. As for how to deal with it, they didn’t teach him!

Everyone present couldn't help laughing when he saw him. They never knew Guo Jing's nature. It was already rare to be able to say the previous words, and it would be really difficult for him later.

Temujin looked at the wolf and stared at Guo Jing for a long time. After a while, he suddenly started to laugh.

"Okay, if you want to go to the Southern Dynasty, I will follow you!"

Hearing this, Guo Jing was delighted. However, before he could be happy, Temujin continued, "But you have to marry Hua Zheng first and then take her with you!"

Hearing this, Guo Jing was unwilling to do so. His mother and six masters repeatedly reminded him that they were just staying in Mongolia and would return to their hometown sooner or later, so they should not be too involved with the Mongolians.

"Why, you don't want to?"

Seeing that Guo Jing was not talking for a long time, Temujin's eyes turned cold and he snorted.

"Ah...I...I..."

Guo Jing's heart was beating, and he lowered his head, and said nothing.

"Where is Temujin? Come out and see me!"

At this moment, a deserted voice came, as if it was ringing in my ears, as if it was far away in the sky.

Everyone who heard this sound had a slower heartbeat for half a beat, and their whole mind seemed to be fixed, and their faces turned pale.

The power of a word is so terrifying!

"Who?"

Temujin's face changed, he stood up suddenly, shouted loudly, and there was a trace of fear left in his eyes.

"Who, get out!"

"Bold, dare to call Dahan's name!"

The generals present also shouted angrily.

"Be careful, Dahan, the person who came is a very powerful expert!"

Guo Jing's eyes hopped and he hurriedly said.

Others did not feel deeply through martial arts, but he could feel that the previous words were filled with desperate powerful power.

"Oh? Ben Khan wants to see who dares to scream?"

When Temujin heard this, he raised his eyebrows and walked out first. The generals stood up and followed him.

When they opened the tent, a group of soldiers surrounded them. Obviously, they heard what they said just now, and even Guo Jing's six masters came over.

"Jing'er, are you okay?"

Han Xiaoying, the only female master among the six, asked with concern.

"Master Seven, Jing'er is fine!"

Guo Jing shook his head and whispered: "However, the Khan asked me to marry Princess Hua Zheng first before letting us go south!"

"What? Let you marry Hua Zheng? No, no!"

When Ke Zhenye, the boss of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, heard this, he leaned on the ground with a magic wand in his hand, lowered his voice and said angrily.

"Yes, my brother is right. If Jing'er marrys her, we will not be able to leave!"

Zhu Cong, a scholar of the wonderful hand, shook the fan and nodded in response.

Several people hid aside and quickly discussed countermeasures.

"See Khan!"

On the other side, seeing Temujin and a group of generals leaving the tent, his personal soldiers immediately surrounded him to protect his safety.

Temujin nodded slightly, looked around, hugged her fists, and shouted loudly: "He is the master who is coming? Little Sweat Temujin is waiting for her to wait. Please show up and see him!"

The others also looked up, but their hands were placed on the scimitar at their waists, ready to take action at any time.

"This martial god is here!"
Chapter completed!