"Haha, tell me what you are thinking," the tribe leader's face twisted, and he shouted sternly, "I, you see clearly, I am the son of the leader, the position of leader can only belong to me, and my tribe, what do I want?
So be it.”
The tribal leader laughed loudly and wildly, and the neat long hair on his head was spread out, as if he were another person.
He opened his teeth and claws and wanted to pounce on the nearest clan elder, but was stopped by Gezile who was blocking the front.
"Let me go, I order you to let me go.
I'm going to kill that old guy.
The position of leader can only be mine, it's mine."
The tribal leader tried hard to break free, but he still couldn't get away from Gerel's two powerful arms. palm.
"Take him down, take him down and lock him up."
The old man on crutches poked the ground hard with his cane, and the beards under his chin jumped angrily.
After the crazy tribal leader was taken away by Gerile and a few big men, the clan elder walked to the middle of the platform and shouted to the messy tribe below: "Quiet, quiet, listen to me."
The clan elder's prestige quickly silenced the crowd below, and everyone looked at the crutch elder on the earth platform.
Looking at the eyes staring at him, the elder of the Zhuguai clan coughed twice and said: "I just discussed with several other clan elders that Zhebie will temporarily take over the position of tribal leader.
As for the matter of Qi Muge, we will wait until the investigation is clear.
I will give everyone an explanation, okay, let’s all disperse.”
After the elder of the crutch tribe finished his announcement, he walked down the platform, leaning on crutches alone, and walked away slowly.
Looking from a distance, the old man with a cane's back is even more hunched, and his whole person looks senile and no longer as energetic as before.
The other clan elders walked up to Zhebie and patted Zhebie on the shoulder one by one.
Then they left the platform one by one and followed the crutch elders slowly away.
After all the clan elders had gone away, Zhebie stood on the earth platform in high spirits and said, "Let's all disperse and go back to our respective homes.
I will definitely give everyone a satisfactory explanation about the spies."
The crowd at the bottom of the platform gradually dispersed, leaving those tribesmen who had lost relatives at home at the end.
Before they dispersed, Xiang Zhebei demanded that the spies be punished severely and revenge for the dead.
Zhebie Yiyi promised everyone's request, and after persuading everyone to leave, he turned around and said to Gu Tian: "Brother Gu Tian, thanks to you being here today, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness."
"It's a small effort, no need to say thank you.
I may need your help in the future."
Gu Tian said politely.
"Don't worry, if you need me to Zhebie, just ask.
The men of the Sirnuo tribe never lie to deceive their friends."
Zhebie assured, patting his chest.
"You two, don't be polite.
Today Zhebei becomes the leader of the tribe.
Let's go to my place for a drink to celebrate."
Borle interjected.
"It's only temporary.
After the spy's matter is investigated, the clan elders and tribesmen will have to re-appoint a new tribal leader."
Zhebie's face was filled with joy, but he said modestly.
After Borle pulled him hard, he finally pulled Zhebie and Gu Tian back to his tent, placed some wine and food, and the three of them ate and drank around the long table.
When the night got dark, Zhebie drank only a little kumiss and left the tent, leaving Bogle and Gu Tian to wipe out the remaining barbecue and kumiss.
Gutian lived in the Sirnuo tribe for more than half a month.
During this time, the original tribal leader Qimuge broke his legs and exiled him to the grassland, leaving him to fend for himself.
Zhebie successfully succeeded as the leader of the tribe, Borle was also assigned as the tribe's guard, and the Sirnuo tribe quickly stabilized.
Normally, Zhebie would often entertain Gu Tian at the big tent, eating and drinking while talking freely.
Gu Tian also learned about the world he was in from Zhebie and others.
Unfortunately, the Sirnuo tribe was too weak and didn't know many things, especially about the warriors.
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But it wasn't that he didn't get any information at all.
Zhebie told him that in one month, as the new leader of the Sirnuo tribe, he would go to the tent of the Great Khan to pay homage.
Only with the consent of the Great Khan who lived in the Great Khan's tent and was the common leader of all the tribes on the grassland, was Zhebei recognized as the leader of the Sirnuo tribe.
During the practice, time passed very quickly, and one month passed quickly.
Zhebie sent someone to invite Gu Tian to come to the tent in preparation for traveling westward to the tent of the Great Khan.
Zhebie led a team of guards, about a dozen people, including Gu Tian and Borle, and headed to the Great Khan's tent together.
The grassland is boundless, and people who are not very familiar with it can easily get lost.
Even if they are not lost, they will die of thirst on the grassland if they cannot find a source of water.
In the team of more than a dozen people, everyone is a strong man with extraordinary bravery.
Even the thin Gu Tian is an innate warrior.
As long as such a team does not encounter enemies on the grassland, there is almost no danger.
They can go all the way west and reach their destination, where the Great Khan's tent is.
The Great Khan's tent is a tribe larger than the Sirnuo tribe.
The tents are one after another, like mountain peaks.
When they arrived near the tent of the Great Khan, a guard stopped Zhebie's team of more than a dozen people and asked them to hand over the long bows they carried on their backs.
Only one scimitar was allowed to be left on their bodies.
Jebie, Borle and others skillfully handed over their long bows, held their horses' bridles, and, led by the guards of the Great Khan's tent, entered the tribe of the Great Khan's tent.
When they arrived at the tribe, the horses were taken away by several guards, and the dozen of them were arranged in two tents.
The tent they were arranged in was much larger than Borle's tent in the Sirnuo tribe.
One tent could accommodate at least a dozen people.
However, Jebe was the leader of a tribe, so a separate tent was arranged for him to live in.
Zhebie brought Gutian and Borle to the tent where he lived.
The three of them lived together and waited for the summons of the Great Khan who lived in the tent of the Great Khan.
For three days in a row, except for meals being delivered every day, Zhebie, the leader of a small tribe, was never summoned and was still waiting in the tent.
Moreover, in the Khan's tent, Zhebie and his team of more than a dozen people were not allowed to leave the living tent too far, and were only allowed to wander around.
Borle, who had nothing to do all day long, got drunk every day, cursing and saying dirty things to the Khan in the Khan's tent.
Fortunately, only Zhebie and Gutian heard it in the tent, otherwise the guards in the Great Khan's tent would have heard it and would have been dragged out to kill him.
Things were a little better these days.
Apart from practicing every day, I just spent time eating and drinking with Zhebie Bolle.
While waiting for the summons from the Great Khan's tent, Zhebie felt strange that Gu Tian sat cross-legged on the blanket to sleep every day.
Fortunately, Borle, who was already familiar with it, explained it to Gu Tian, saving Gu Tian a lot of trouble.
Zhebie and his team of more than ten people lived in the Khan's tent for more than half a month.
They were almost forgotten and no one summoned them
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