The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Now, it belongs to Wang Kang!

He was sitting on that large animal skin seat, condescending!

Below, are eight barbarians, some middle-aged and some elders.

These eight people are the highest level of the Naiman tribe, in charge of various matters and responsible for other tribes.

And in the middle is Golmud!

After Wu Liang was captured and killed by Wang Kang, he sat in this position.

It didn't take long.

It became like this.

Golmud wanted to cry but had no tears. Could it be that he really couldn't get rid of this demon?

The Tatar tribe was wiped out, and he joined the Naiman tribe, and finally got into this position, and the Naiman tribe was ruled by him again...

There is no thought of resistance at all.

They were all overwhelmed by his killing and his iron-blooded style.

Totem is the belief worship of grassland tribes.

Now it has changed, and it has become Wang Ziqi!

And the man sitting on the beast seat became their god of faith...

"Meet the great Mangus!"

These eight people knelt before Wang Kang.

Wang Kang looked down and had to say that this feeling is good, or the feeling of dominating others is good.

Now he has a new goal!

Put his king flag on every tribe on the grassland.

Of course, there are still big obstacles, such as Wu Ji, who is his first target to eliminate...

Thoughts flashed.

Wang Kang stood up and walked in front of them.

"You, look up!"

Wang Kang said, "I know you can understand the Central Plains dialect."

"Yes, Lord Mangus."

Zigmu raised his head tremblingly.

He does understand the Central Plains dialect, which he learned from Wu Liang.

"Now the Naiman tribe, are you the person in charge?"

"Yes."

Qi Gemu was even more frightened, he was the person in charge, should he be killed?

"Immediately send someone to find Wuji, and explain everything that happened to the Naiman tribe and what I have done!"

"No, Lord Mangus!"

Zigmu said loudly: "I am really devoted to you, and I am loyal to you. You are our leader. Ukrainians have nothing to do with us..."

"you misunderstood."

Wang Kang continued: "I just want you to pass the report, and you can do it as soon as you can, understand?"

"clear."

"it is good."

"Also, call me all the blacksmiths of the Naiman Tribe, also at the fastest speed, I can only give you two days, just say it's my call, understand?"

"Understood, I will fulfill your request."

"it is good."

Wang Kang squatted in front of him, and said in a low voice: "From the Tatar tribe to this place again, you should be very capable and help me do things well. You may be better than Modun and Wuji. I understand. ?"

Qi Gemu raised his head, looked at Wang Kang, and his heart beat violently.

He is not a fool.

Naturally, he could understand what Wang Kang meant.

Could it be that I, Zigmu, will not die, but have changed my luck instead?

From now on, I will be the spokesperson of Lord Manggus?

As for Ukrainians?

He took it for granted that he would be wiped out by Wang Kang.

There is no doubt about this!

"Thank you, Mr. Mangus."

He kowtowed and said, "Zigemu swears allegiance to Lord Manggus to the death."

"Don't thank me in a hurry, the rights I give you depend on your loyalty, understand?"

"understand!"

Zigmu prostrated deeply at Wang Kang's feet.

"Go do it."

"Yes."

Zigmu beckoned the others to leave.

After they left, Gao He asked suspiciously, "Are you going to attack Wu Ji?"

"Correct."