"Die for the third prince!"

Ango, who was kneeling on one knee, put his hands heavily on his chest again.

“[Dibaquxsw.top] Go!”

Tiemur helped up the young arm in front of him who had specially arranged to enter the ancestral land earlier and said, "Now let me see the power of your eight hundred guardian warriors!"

"yes!"

Ango agreed loudly, and turned over to the horse, "Brothers, come with me!"

"drive!"

"drive!"

Several riders whistled towards the white yurts in the distance.

Tiemur looked back and glanced over the diehards who followed him back to his ancestral land, exhausted and in a mess, suddenly let out a long roar, and then said, "We... are back! Here, we want to rebuild the most brilliant knight empire!"

When a group of tired-faced people heard this, their eyes seemed to be shining.

I have to say that Timur's personal appeal is indeed extremely strong.

Afterwards, the crowd continued to walk towards the continuous group of white yurts.

The knights soon appeared on the periphery of the white yurt group, with high fences and many large or small flags erected on them.

Several knights roared to the door, and they all pulled their horses together, and their movements were neat and uniform.

Not to mention the cultivation level, this immediate ability is definitely quite good.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Several guards holding the dragon gun at the door all grinned and greeted Ange.

Ange nodded, turned over and got off the horse and said, "Come all the brothers quickly!"

The guard at the door was a little stunned, and one of them asked, "Boss, what are you doing to assemble your brothers at this time?"

"If you want to go, go quickly!"

But An Ge said, "Let them beat me up all their energy. If anyone embarrasses me, don't blame us for military law!"

"yes!"

The guard at the door suddenly became serious and ran into the white yurt group.

Not long after, when Timur and others were still more than a mile away from here, many soldiers in military uniforms ran out from it.

They all carried the Dragon Gun on their backs.

Just one glance shows that these soldiers will never be worse than the most elite troops of the Yuan Dynasty.

They are all the elite among the elite.

"Cross!"

When Ango saw these soldiers, he shouted loudly.

Then he turned around and ran to the fence about a hundred meters.

"yes!"

Some soldiers answered loudly and quickly lined up.

Hundreds of people formed a square formation in the blink of an eye. They all raised their heads and chests, were full of energy, and were neatly spaced. They seemed to have the spirit of the Song Dynasty imperial guards.

This kind of spirit must be possessed by a proud army.

But soon, there were Mongolian nobles wearing luxurious animal leather jackets and who seemed to be of some status and ran out from the inside. As soon as they arrived outside, they looked directly at Ange and shouted: "Brother Ange, who asked you to assemble the warriors of the guardian clan?"

This army of 800 people is the most elite warriors who guarded the tribe in the Yuan Dynasty in recent years.

There were nearly 4,000 soldiers in the entire ancestral land, but only 800 warriors in the clan protection area.

They not only bear the responsibility of protecting this most glorious grassland, but also the most elite soldiers in this place.

Here, they are the symbols of "warriors".

Brother An snorted softly, but did not answer.

The man in the luxurious fur coat seemed even more angry and ran to him, "Damn it, you didn't hear me talking to you!"

Of course, this person has a good identity. Before the Yuan Dynasty bowed to the Song Dynasty, he was still the upright prince of the Yuan Dynasty and the half-brother of Zhen Jin.

Although the maternal bloodline is quite pure, because his mother is not loved by Kublai Khan, she was sent to this ancestral land when she was young.

Nowadays, he is second only to two Lao Wang, who are of the same generation as Kublai Khan in his ancestral land.

He had no influence in the Yuan Dynasty, but in a place where he paid great attention to his bloodline, he had a very noble status.

The eight hundred warriors of the guardian tribe, and other soldiers, had to obey his orders in name.

It's just that he is eccentric and unpopular.

Ango was arranged by Timur. He didn't care about this person before, but now, obviously he will no longer have any concerns about him.

The third prince is here, and from then on, whether it is the ancestral land or the grassland, the third prince will have the final say.

He believed that the third prince had such ability, and he believed that only the third prince had such ability and courage.

"roll!"

Brother An said bluntly to the guy in front of him who he had long disliked.

This made this prince, who was the same generation as Zhenjin, confused.

The noble blood flowing inside him rushed directly to his head, "What did you just say?

You told me to get out?

Do you still have any magnanimity?”

"Come on, come on! Take down this traitor for me!"

He easily lost his mind and roared loudly.

But no one around paid attention to him.

He roared a few times and glanced at the soldiers around him, "Damn it, haven't you heard my order?"

Why don’t you take him down?”

"Oh!"

Brother An just sneered, as if he was looking at a monkey, with a joke in his eyes.

The eight hundred warriors, whether they were from Central China or grew up in this tribe, have now become brothers who are in his opinion.

No soldier had any movement.

And even in this case, Tiemur arrived quietly with his people.

Because these guardian warriors blocked their sight, the prince did not see them.

"Why is Uncle Simke so angry?"

Tiemur ignored the warriors of the guardians who looked at him with doubt and shouted inside.

He could never see the prince, but he could identify a person he had not seen for at least ten years through his voice.

This seems unlikely. What is more likely is that Timur knows the nature of the important people in this ancestral land.

He is a hero, just like his grandfather, with a rough and concise plan, but he is as careful as a hair.

This can also be seen from his arrangement of Ango to his ancestral land.

Ango, who was on the left side of the queue, heard Timur's voice, ignored Simke, hurried to the front, knelt on one knee and said, "The warriors of the protectors commander Ango, welcome the Third Prince!"

"Welcome to His Highness the Third Prince!"

The soldiers behind him just hesitated for a moment and then knelt down and shouted loudly.

This is the charm of a commander.

This sound directly penetrated the sky and in an instant, it spread throughout the ancestral land.

Simk's face suddenly stiffened and he stood there.
Chapter completed!