Luo Dun sat quietly in a separate tabernacle in a corner of the king's tent.

These nobles of the nine surnames, whether they were Turkic nobles or the father and son of the aconite, had no intention of putting them back. However, the nobles of the Zhibi family were determined to kill the weeds. The father and son of the aconite, were afraid that the tiger would return to the mountain and would destroy the plan to unify the nine surnames tribes.

As for transferring to other places to be detained, it is unrealistic. This is a place in the clouds, not its own pasture, and being detained in the tent camp, is the safest place. Heng'an Yingyang Mansion in the Yunzhong ignored the situation, and hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers guarded the warriors, and there would be no problem.

For Luo Dun, an old friend, the aconite, he still gave him enough favorable treatment. He lived alone in a tent and set up a soft cushion in a tent. He knew that Luo Dun was very happy and had all brought delicious food, and he also had enough wine. Now there was a jar of Han wine and two bags of horse milk wine in the tent.

But no matter how good the treatment is, he is still a prisoner at the bottom.

The food in the tabernacle was cold, but Luo Dun touched it too.

Over the years, Luo Dun's personality has gradually become soft and greedy for enjoyment. But at a critical moment, it was still the powerful patriarch who dared to use the power of a small clan to help Aconitum and fight against the powerful Turks more than ten years ago!

If you are a friend, you can do anything and don’t care about anything. Your son, sent to the battlefield, will be burned to ashes and brought back to the clan. If you want the nine surnames to form a alliance, I will help you with all my heart. Even if you want to take your life, it’s just a matter of one sentence.

But now you betray me, and you are the enemy. Even if you starve to death, you won’t touch your lips!

Sitting here, what Luo Dun thought the most was the war more than ten years ago.

In the third year of Renshou, the Western Turkic Datou Khan had already occupied the East. The Turkic land had the momentum to unify the former Turkic land. Now the father of the Turkic Shibi Khan, Qimin Khan, was relying on the Sui Dynasty and surviving in the Hetao area.

At this time, the tyrannical rule of Datou Khan triggered great rebellion among the tribes of the eastern Turkic rule. At that time, the nine tribes also took advantage of the situation and started a war against Datou Khan's rule!

At that time, Lao Xu dared to join the war. It turned out that he was just a good Chinese merchant. However, he did not expect that he would command the army and rush forward against the enemy. Lao Xu dared to be the best player!

At that time, with the help of Lao Xu Dan, the nine tribes defeated the army of Datou Khan one after another, and were in a state of great power.

But at that time, Qimin Khan, who was supported by the Sui Dynasty, began to counterattack. The governor of the Mayi County of the Sui Dynasty came to contact the center and asked the nine tribes to support Qimin Khan. At that time, Lao Xu dared to oppose it, but as a Han man, he was alone and the opposition was suppressed.

As a result, after defeating Datou Khan, Qimin Khan, another backhand attack. The once powerful nine-subject tribe coalition army lost a lot, and Luo Dun's beloved son also died in the battle. Gaida's ambitions disappeared.

Old Xu dared to leave sadly, retreat to Shenwu, and concentrate on cultivating his beloved grandson. Luo Dun enjoyed himself and was completely ambitious. After barely maintaining the support of the Sui Dynasty on Yinshan Mountain for more than ten years, as the Sui Dynasty declined, he finally chose to join the clan and compete with the Turks.

The power of the treacherous Qimin Khan continued to expand. After he died of illness and passed the throne to his son Shibi Khan, what he left was a huge and powerful Turkic Empire.

The Great Sui Dynasty, which once tried its best to support the Khan of Qimin, has weakened in the internal strife and is close to the point of falling apart. Shibi Khan has already sent his subordinates to capture Yanmen County, Mayi County, and is preparing to open the road to the Central Plains south!

The success and the defeat of the enemy is nothing more than that.

A cold sneer appeared on the corner of Luo Dun's mouth, and then shook his head indifferently.

What else can I do? When I returned to the clan with my son's ashes and buried him in the elegy, I had already died. Over the years, all I have lived is just a shell.

The only thing I care about is Buli, the little wolf girl adopted in her later years, but Buli has already gone to join Xu Le. The grandson that Old Xu dared to raise should be able to protect her, right?

The moonlight shone down from the shabby tabernacle, illuminating the figure of Old Rodon like an old rock.

The sound of footsteps outside sounded, and then the curtain of the tent was lifted. The tall Lielie walked in silently with the straight knife around his waist.

Luo Dun didn't even raise his eyelids and regarded Lie Lie as nothing.

Lielie stood there, looking at Luo Dun, his face gloomy. On him, there was a strong smell of blood, and there was a madness in his eyes that he was willing to take everything out.

Lielie has always regarded himself very highly. There is indeed no better person among the Liang Haite tribe.

When Luo Dun was disheartened and entertained himself with food, Lielie was unwilling to live in Yinshan Mountains as the head of a small tribe who made a living by catching foxes.

Shibi Khan's father Qimin Khan started his business with only a few thousand tents of defeated soldiers in Hetao. Until now, his son has a population of thousands of miles, with 400,000 strange men in control of strings, which threatened the Sui Dynasty and could enter the Central Plains and establish a generation of hegemony at any time.

Lielie thought that even if he could not achieve the achievements of Qimin Khan Shibi Khan and his son, he could at least be a tribe leader who could be called the wolf flag of Khan!

So he chose to follow the black fruit and compete with the Turks.

But during the daytime battle, Lielie realized that his proud ability was nothing in front of Xu Le. He thought he was as striking as a nerve, but when Xu Le rode alone, the smoke disappeared and the thought of escaping in his heart was left!

Although he was lucky enough to survive, he had already made a big fool of himself. The look of more than a thousand soldiers of Yue tribes no longer had the respect he had before. As the new patriarch of the Liang Hai Special tribe, the two Turkic nobles were too lazy to summon and comfort him alone.

Such a huge gap made Lielie's mentality almost collapse within one day.

He rushed back to Liang Hai's special troops like a wind, and took down all the tribesmen who were closest to Luo Dun. He did not even use any other means of subjugation, nor did he say a word to them, and ordered them to be killed!

At this time, only madness can cover up the panic in his heart.

After conquering the Liang Haite tribe with bloody means, Lielie came again and went to guard the king's tent with the title of the Liang Haite tribe.

At this moment, there is no way out. Only by letting the Qianyue tribe and the Turkic people standing behind them think that they are a good dog and have value in use, can they continue to survive. Only by being able to do this little strength will not be annexed and survive in this troubled world!

As for the dream of holding the wolf flag and calling him a sweat, Lielie's heart disappeared within one day.

Heiguo asked him to kill Luo Dun, and Lielie obeyed the order without saying a word, without any hesitation.

The contemptuous meaning of Luo Dun's words made Lielie, who had walked into the curtain of tents and was about to say a few words of hypocritical words, was beating violently. He was no longer in the mood to fill the scene, but he slowly pulled out the straight knife from his waist.

The blade was cold and cold into the water, with blood marks on it. It was the trace left by Lielie who killed a member of the Liang Haite tribe with his own hands.

Lili took steps and slowly rushed towards Luo Dun, who was sitting upright.

Luo Dun finally raised his eyelids, but there was no sign of begging for mercy at all. He just sneered: "It's the old man, I'm blind!"
Chapter completed!