Suddenly, a figure rushed over and ran up to the throne with great strides and came to Allah Khan's ear and whispered for a while. Allah Khan's brow raised slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Where is Zamuhe? Are you still kneeling outside?"

"Yes!" the man took a few steps back and replied in a low voice.

"Diet?"

"Seven of the ten personal guards he brought were killed, but Zamuhe still held on. In the past ten days, he only drank water but did not eat anything."

"Go and bring him in!" Allah said lightly, and the man quickly bowed and left in a trot. Allah raised his foot gently and kicked Jijian who was lying on his lower abdomen and licked him away, "Get back!"

Jijian quickly kowtowed and retreated. In the blink of an eye, the entire golden tent turned into a dead silence. Not long after, the guard outside the golden tent dragged a ball of mud to the front of Allah Khan. The mud was put down and it was really like a ball of dough.

Zamuhe raised his head with great effort, trying hard to open his eyes and look at Allah on the throne. However, he was really too weak. He could not do such a simple action.

The clear footsteps sounded, and Allah slowly walked to the front of Jimuhe. He squatted down slowly and easily lifted Jimuhe.

"I didn't want you to come in, so I'll let you starve to death outside. My daughter went to your tribe to join you in peace, but because of your poor protection, he was kidnapped by evil people. Even the noble Nightmare Heavenly Lord died in your tribe.

Although I know you have no choice but to blame, your Nanmeng tribe is still unforgivable. If you don’t die, I can’t help but relieve the hatred in my heart, and I can’t explain it to the Heavenly Palace of Changsheng. But, I have decided to forgive you now. Do you know why?"

Hearing Allah Khan's words, a divine light of surprise suddenly burst out from Zamuhe's weak eyes. Although he was about to die now, since Allah Khan planned to forgive him, not only could the tribe save it, but he could not die.

"Don't be happy first. I just got a report from my subordinates. Last night, Eigu took his Jurchen tribe to sneak attack your tribe. All your tribes have been killed by Eigu, and the Nanmeng tribe... has been exterminated."

"Puff" Where can the Milk Wood He, which has been exhausted, withstood the lamp, withstand such a blow? As his mind trembled, a mouthful of old blood spurted out and ruined his only life.

He opened his mouth and tried hard to squeeze out the sound. His eyes were filled with desire. However, because he hadn't eaten for ten days, he even became a luxury to speak. He could only convey his wish with his eyes.

"Do you want me to avenge your tribe?" Allah asked indifferently. Whether from the voice or the expression on his face, Allah Khan was still so cruel. This is the most real scene of Allah. A person who can be cruel to himself is destined not to have mercy on others.

"Okay! I can promise you to avenge your tribe!" Allah Khan said expressionlessly, and when he heard Allah Khan's promise, Zamuhe's trembling body gradually calmed down. He breathed out from his mouth and slowly closed his eyes.

Allah Khan gently put down his body and turned around indifferently to walk towards the throne, "Train him out and bury him well!"

"Report to the great man, and the king of the North Court sent a memorial." A guard soldier ran over and held a pampering roll tied with red thread in his hand. He came to the throne and knelt down at Allah Khan and said.

"Oh? Memorial? Why don't you come here to say something in person? What else can you write? The words on our grassland are only a few words in total. What words can you explain clearly?"

"Khan, I think Egu doesn't dare to come!" Bruf picked up the gossip roll of the guards and waved his hand to let him retreat. After unfolding the gossip roll, a strange smile appeared on Bruf's face.

"Egu was here to apologize. He said that because his son was cruelly killed by Zamuhe on the day of alliance, it was disrespectful to the Khan and the Prairie Vow. So in anger, he led the tribal warriors to attack the Nanmeng tribe and defeated it.

But he did not kill himself, but expelled the Nanmeng tribe. He didn't know where the Nanmeng tribe went in the end. Please convict him, Khan, and Egu was willing to be punished?"

"Hahaha..." Allah Khan suddenly smiled, laughing so gloomy and terrifyingly, "Brove, which of the above sentences do you think is true?"

"Khan, I guess there is no word that is true!" Bruff put away the parchment with a sneer and said lightly.

"Hmph! You sent someone to the Jurchen tribe and told Aigu not to tell me these useless things. He only learned the scheming of the people of the Central Plains. Since the Nanmeng tribe has been exterminated by him, I want 70% of the property of the Nanmeng tribe, and the others belong to him, including the grassland pasture.

However, you must solemnly tell him that I will remember the account of the Southern Meng tribe's extermination without authorization. As soon as the war with the Central Plains Jiuzhou is about to begin. If he can make great contributions, I can live without blame. If the battle is not effective, I will settle the new and old accounts with him."

"Yes! Great Khan!" Bruf was ordered quickly. Suddenly, Bruf raised his head and hesitated, "That Great Khan... you just agreed to Zamuhe..."

"Bruff, you have been with me for so many years. Can't you hear what I said to stabilize Egu? If he really wants to apologize, he should be kneeling outside the golden tent like a mudwood to wait for my hair to fall, instead of sending a memorial that does not exist on the grassland.

And I am sure that the Egu tribe is ready for war. If I do not appease him, but scold him harshly, then he will immediately betray me and even surrender to the Great Zhou without hesitation."

"Then...when will we gather our forces and when will we punish that traitor?"

"Gather troops? Of course it is now." Allah Khan slowly stood up and walked down from the throne step by step. "When will sanction them? Of course, when they celebrate victory. On the grassland, no one can violate my orders. Even if he is Egu, it will not do it!"

The entire grassland turned into a dead silence, and the sky above the grassland was filled with a solemn atmosphere. The Nanmeng tribe was slaughtered overnight by the Jurchen tribe. This news swept across the entire grassland like a tsunami.

What is terrifying is not that the Nanmeng tribe, which is the Golden Tribe, was exterminated. What is really terrifying is that it was overnight. When did the Jurchen tribe have such strength? Also, how could the powerful Nanmeng tribe be exterminated overnight?

All doubts were stirred up in the hearts of the leaders of various tribes. They were destined to be unable to get answers to these questions. However, an extraordinary scene occurred. If such a big event happened, huge waves should be set off on the grassland. However, the entire grassland was calm.

All tribes are waiting for their Khan's attitude. Everyone is watching, watching what fate the Jurchen tribe will face and what kind of punishment they will receive? No one will doubt whether the Jurchen tribe will be severely punished. If Allah Khan can tolerate this, then the extermination of the grassland will still happen.

The dead silence lasted for a day, and suddenly, a violent news broke out on the grassland like a sudden roll of wild sand. The leaders of every tribe couldn't believe their ears when they heard the reports from their subordinates.

After repeated confirmation, they finally confirmed that they had heard nothing wrong. No matter whether they were asking, no reward or punishment, let them go? This is Allah's attitude, this is what the royal court means. So, the former golden tribe, Nanmeng tribe, died in vain?

All the tribe leaders felt the trembling in their hearts. If they weren't crazy, they would have sweated wildly. If it were just such a result, how could those small tribes feel safe?

The kings in the South Courtyard are gone, and the golden tribes are gone. Such major events can be easily taken over. Then, is it okay for these small tribes to be destroyed and then hand over the stolen wealth?

In an instant, the atmosphere on the grassland changed again, and everyone became in danger, and all the plants and trees were soldiers. However, all this did not stop the carnival of the Jurchen tribe at all. There was even something called ambition growing and spreading in the heart of Egu.

Liangzhou, Sheep Head Castle!

Mo Wuhen and Gongziyu arrived quietly a few days ago, and the one who escorted them along the way was the 50,000 reassembled Night Demon Army. Of course, the Night Demon Army can no longer be called the Night Demon Army. Mo Wuhen wrote it in person and gave a new name for the reassembled army, the Chang Xuan Repent Army.

Although their weapons and armor styles were all from the Night Demon Army, the glory of the Night Demon Army has long passed.

When Mo Wuhen came to Liangzhou, he did not immediately restore the spiritual power of Liangzhou. The altar in Liangzhou had been opened and had to wait for another month to open it again. Mo Wuhen might be conceited or pride. He did not obey Gongziyu's persuasion and came to Yangtou Castle for inspection. This is not counting. Mo Wuhen also moved his headquarters to Yangtou Castle.

The Sheephead Castle is the gateway to Liangzhou and the only checkpoint outside Liangzhou. It is located outside Jiuzhou, but because it is controlled by the Great Zhou court, it is also included in the Jiuzhou territory.

In addition to patrolling the border, Mo Wuhen came to Sheephead Fort, and also visited the Imperial Army to reward the great men who spontaneously took up weapons to guard the Sheephead Fort last year. Although they did nothing in the end, this friendship to defend Jiuzhou made Mo Wuhen, the emperor, very moved.

As soon as he arrived at the Sheephead Castle, Mo Wuhen got the news that the Nanmeng tribe, the former golden tribe, was slaughtered overnight before he could even sit down. This was like an unexpected joy for Mo Wuhen.

After waiting for a day, the latest information was once again sent to Mo Wuhen's case. This time, Mo Wuhen couldn't help but clap his hands and praised him. Holding the information in his hand, Mo Wuhen's cheeks were red with excitement.

"Hahaha... Allah, Allah, this piece is really bad! It is already an unexpected surprise that the Nanmeng tribe was destroyed. Now that he has played such a bad move, I am overjoyed. In order to stabilize the Jurchen tribe and invade the great rivers and mountains of our Great Zhou, he actually laid such a hidden danger. Hahaha... It seems that I overestimate him."
Chapter completed!