After several days of hustle and bustle, the Nadam Festival on the grassland finally came to an end.

This year's Nadam Festival is as lively as in previous years, as if it was not affected by the demise of the Yuan Dynasty. However, it is hard to say whether the mentality of the people on this ancestral land is still as calm as in previous years.

First of all, when the Yuan Dynasty was destroyed, they were like losing their biggest backers. Furthermore, this year, except for the only two tribes, the rest of the tribes came to attend the meeting, but nearly half of them disappeared from the ancestral land. This matter is intriguing.

In fact, anyone can expect the consequences of those who disappeared, and they also know who the "murderer" is, but they are always silent about this matter. And when this matter is pressed into their hearts, it will always bring a little fear and confusion.

The warriors in the ancestral land were all in the limelight in this grand event. Whether it was riding, shooting, martial arts, wrestling or other things, they all beat Balahu and other teams, and they also had a different flavor.

This is probably related to the emperor who has just ascended the throne.

Hunbudor, Krier, Currygith and other Khans who had been in the gates of hell, of course they didn't care about these nouns and names. They have been living like years in their ancestral land these days, and now they can finally leave.

The people who came at that time were not many, and no one was missing. They were just in a completely different mood.

When they came, they were full of energy and ambitious, but when they returned, they were mixed.

He took the tribe's people to bid farewell to the new emperor Tiemur at the gate of the ancestral land. Kurigis and others took their respective men and horses to part ways without going far, and they didn't even have the interest in speaking.

Because they knew that they were completely controlled by Tiemur in their lives. To be more precise, it was the medicine given to them by Tiemur. The medicine like the tarsal bones made them feel that they could never get rid of it in their lives.

If you can't get rid of this medicine, you can't get rid of Tiemur's control.

How come such a killing god appears!

He even pinched his seven-inch pieces of people like him!

Currygis, Ji Simai and others were both angry and helpless while walking on the road. Perhaps, it was similar to the feelings of Simke, Chidi, and Alahan.

They were snakes, but Timur grabbed their seven inches. No matter how vicious they were, they had no room for resistance. Only by being obedient can the pain be relieved.

At the gate of the ancestral land.

Timur led Ango, Simke and others to watch Jie Simai and other men leave. Among the Khans of each tribe, only the Hebutai of the Qiyan tribe remained here.

There were only a few dozen people following Tiemur, including him. It can be seen that Tiemur already regarded him as a trustworthy confidant.

At this moment, there was a smile on the corner of Tiemur's mouth.

"Your Majesty, these people are really good at obeying the rules?"

The New Yuan court has been officially appointed as the Secretary of the Central Secretariat, which is not enough to describe a single step of success. Instead, Hu Che, the former left minister of the Ministry of War, asked.

From the Left Minister of War to the Secretariat, the gap between the two is definitely like a natural barrier. If it weren't for the destruction of the Yuan Dynasty, he would have been the minister of the Dragon to support the Dragon beside Tie Muer, and he would never have thought of looking up to the post of Secretariat in his life.

"I don't think they can resist the pain without that drug."

Tie Muer replied confidently: "So they will never be able to get rid of my control. No matter what I want them to do, they have to obey their duties. Haha, wait and see, I won't be able to make the grassland truly unify again."

The current grassland can only be said to be in harmony with the appearance and the gods. The Yuan Kingdom was defeated and had lost the capital to let the tribes of the grassland loyally support them.

To put it bluntly, the money fell from the tree and scattered.

"That old minister... congratulations to the emperor in advance." Hu Che bowed slowly.

Tiemuer nodded slightly, turned his head to look at the mysterious middle-aged man, and said, "Sir, if nothing unexpected happens, the five thousand elite soldiers I promised you will arrive within half a month. Now, you can tell me your name, right? You can't stop the day when I want to make you the commander of the great master, and I don't know your name yet."

"Tenboda."

The mysterious middle-aged man, who seemed mysterious from beginning to end, finally spoke his name slowly and his words were sonorous.

"Good name."

Tiemuer chuckled and said, "Mr. has already made a fortune. And I hope that I can be competent in the Bole among them."

If you say this to those ministers such as Ange, Ange and others will probably be deeply grateful to the emperor's grace, and will cry out. However, Tengboda did not respond much.

His arrogance is written on his face, which seems to be a person who doesn't know what bragging and slapping is, or even ordinary people's feelings. Or rather, he doesn't think there is anything worthy of Tiemur's servitude.

Perhaps, even Zhao Dongting did not have such capital. I still remember that when Tengboda first found Tiemur, he talked about the Song Dynasty. In his words, he had no praise for Zhao Dongting, but it was just that, and he could do better.

Fortunately, after spending so long together, Tiemur also knew Tengboda's personality and was not angry. He just laughed again and said, "Whether I can build a great empire that can match the Song Dynasty depends on you."

His eyes looked into the distance of the West, deep and firm.
Chapter completed!