The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Mo Dun stopped him by the waist and pulled him onto his animal chair, his hands had already been inserted into the woman's clothes.

"what!"

The woman let out an exclamation, and her face turned rosy.

Mao Dun said in a low voice: "I am very angry now, you have to help me vent my anger!"

"It's the big boss!"

"I belong to you, you are much stronger than your father!"

She is not a woman of Modu, or she was not before.

She had belonged to his father.

But after his father died, his father's women belonged to him.

This is not uncommon among grassland tribes...

Mao Dun took a long breath, and said: "Molihan, my younger brother Tarot died at the hands of that Zhao countryman, do you know?"

"I know, big boss!"

The next strong man answered.

"Do you know what to do?"

"Kill him and cut off his head!"

"it is good!"

Mao Dun said in a cold voice: "Go to rectify my iron cavalry, tell the soldiers to take care of the horses, the Death Scythe should also be dispatched."

"Wang Kang, isn't he trying to stop me? I'm waiting for him right here..."

"Yes!"

Merrihan responded and left.

Time passed day by day like this, one after another the affiliated tribes came to Tataer, and the Donggong Day finally arrived.

And on this day, Wang Kang also came here with Sanamo.

A big battle is about to break out...

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[Author's digression] The third update!

Chapter 739 Uncontrollable!

Donggong Day!

It is the biggest festival of the Tatar tribe in a year!

On this day, all tribes will come to pay tribute to various items, gold, silver, treasures, silk and jade, cattle, sheep and horses...

This is a secret rule of the Tatar tribe, and it has become a custom over time!

Also on this day.

When all the tribes gather, the big leader will show his kindness, hold a bonfire party, kill sheep and cattle, entertain everyone, sing and dance, and gather together...

But this year's Donggong Day didn't have much fun.

Because just before, the great leader Mao Dun announced that he would attack Zhao State in the winter, and asked all the affiliated tribes to come with soldiers. After the Winter Tribute Day, they would officially send troops.

This in itself added some other colors to Donggong Day, and because of the recent turmoil in the grassland, Zhao Jun messed up and attacked various tribes, which aggravated the dignified atmosphere.

One by one the tribes reached the Tatar Plain.

"The warriors of all the tribes are left on the periphery, and only the leaders of the tribes can enter."

There were keepers shouting.

This is also the usual practice, how can you bring a large number of soldiers and horses in when you come to pay a visit...

"Hey, Polyde!"

"Temur, you're here too!"

"What tribute did your Sanggan tribe bring to the chief this time?"

"Women, there are women from Yue State, and there are women from Zhao State."

"What about you? What did you bring?"

"Hey, don't mention the battle with the Naiman tribe, there were heavy casualties!"

"That's bad luck."

"I'm not bad, but Risong's luck was bad that day. I heard that he was attacked by Zhao's army and everyone died!"

"Humph!"

"It won't be long before they jump around. This time the big boss summoned us to attack Zhao Guo!"

"However, speaking of it, these Zhao people seem to be different from the ones we met before. They are very powerful. Many tribes have been attacked. Look at Dulatu, all his people are dead."

"Yes!"

The leaders of the various affiliated tribes communicated with each other, some in harmony, and some indifferent.

Mouton is not so strict about the division of the territory of the tribes under him, and often acquiesces in disputes between them.

"There are a lot of people here."

Wang Kang spoke next to Sanamo.

He was dressed like a barbarian at the moment, and he had a beard on his face, making it hard to recognize.

There is a big difference in appearance between Zhao Guoren and grassland barbarians.

At this moment, Wang Kang pretended to be Sanamo's follower.

"Then what do you think?"

Sanamo whispered: "The Tatar tribe has the power to dominate the grasslands, and your [-] reinforcements are almost here, it's time..."