Crossing the grassland, the rough general, please set me free

Think for a moment,

"Well, Miss Lin, I can send someone out to help you find out the news about the Bahrain tribe."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu stopped crying immediately.

"really?"

Monk nodded.

"I have a friend in the Chaha tribe. I can send someone over to inquire. The Chaha tribe and the Balin tribe are related by marriage. Now the four tribes are jointly attacking Balin. We can't inquire openly, so we can only find out in a roundabout way."

Hearing that Monk wanted to help Lin Shu, Zhuoma excitedly took Monk's arm.

"Brother, you are so kind. This way Sister Lin doesn't have to take any risks."

Turning to Lin Shu, he said, "Sister Lin, you can stay here peacefully for the time being. Don't worry, we won't tell anyone about you."

Lin Shu nodded gratefully.

The only way now is to wait.

. . . . . . . . .

Bumtai and his group hurried and finally arrived at the coalition base southwest of Balin before dark.

Before entering the tent, I heard the sound of quarreling inside.

Bumtai lifted the curtain unhappily and walked in with a sullen face.

When everyone saw that it was Bumtai, the tense atmosphere they had previously had weakened instantly.

Bumtai ignored the crowd and just sat down at the top seat, looking at them.

"What? Stop arguing?"

Natu'a on the side snorted in his heart,

The eldest prince is in a bad mood now and is worried about having no place to vent his anger.

The Soha tribe is the strongest among these tribes. It has money and people, and has the Central Plains as its backing.

Everyone seems to be on an equal footing, but in reality they all follow the lead of the Soha tribe.

"Bumutai, you're here just in time. Please judge for us. During the attack on the Balin tribe, so many of our Qidahan tribe members died, the most of the four tribes. What's wrong with us taking the former Balin camp?"

The speaker was Gegen, the leader of the Qidahan tribe.

"Gegen, only your people are human, while people from other tribes are not human? So many of you died, is it because you are too weak?" The speaker was Hu Richa from the Zhelin tribe.

"Hu Richa, you're talking nonsense. Our Qidahan tribe is attacking the strongest defensive point of the Balin tribe in the west. Without us holding them back, how could you have captured the other positions so quickly?" Gegen said unwillingly.

"Humph, our Zhelin tribe still needs your help to delay it. Stop flattering yourself. The reason we were able to capture Bahrain so quickly this time was not because Yan Lie was away."

"Snapped!"

The sound of a teacup falling to the ground and breaking.

Everyone looked at Bumtai, who had been silent and had a sullen face.

They glared at each other and stopped talking.

"Do you all think I'm dead? When will it be your turn to decide how to divide the land of the Barin tribe?"

The people below looked at each other and wanted to say something, but in the end their voices were drowned out by their throats. After all, they were still counting on Bumtai to lead them.

Seeing that no one spoke, Bumutai continued,

"Since the location of the Balin tribe's camp has caused you so much trouble, I won't make things difficult for you. This area will belong to my Soha tribe. The other places will be divided among you three."

When everyone heard this, they immediately became unhappy again.

I was about to speak,

But he felt that today's Bumtai was different from before, and he was afraid of angering others, so he finally eliminated himself.

Anyway, it finally fell into Bumtai's hands and not into anyone else's, so no more words were said about the land distribution.

After sending a few people away, Bumutai pinched his eyebrows.

"But is there any news back?"

Natu'a was stunned. Why was the eldest prince still thinking about this?

Then he shook his head.

Bumtai sighed and walked out of the tent with his hands behind his back.

"Bumutai, I'm going to kill you." A female voice sounded.

Bumtai heard someone calling him, turned around, and saw that it was Helian Zhen, who was in dishevel, rushing towards him with a dagger.

Natu'a was quick-witted and quick-handed, and kicked the man several meters away.

Bumtai walked towards her with a calm expression.

"Oh, it's Princess Helian?"

Helian Zhen was kicked by Natu'a and spit out a mouthful of blood. He said viciously,

"Bumutai, you will not die a good death. You will suffer retribution. I kindly gave that bitch Lin Shu to you, and you actually ordered an attack on the Balin tribe at night."

The attack took place that night, and Helian Zhen and his close associates didn't get far before they were surrounded.

The close associates in front of him fell one by one, and finally he was captured.

But the men here are not human, one after another, they torture and ravage her every night.

She had once been the proudest little princess of the Balin tribe. When had she ever suffered such humiliation? How could she face Yan Lie in the future? How could she marry him?

That bitch Lin Shu, who knows how she's making fun of her now?

The words I used to scold Lin Shu came back to me!

All this was caused by Bumutai and Linshu. She wanted to kill them?

"Bitch?" Bumtai murmured these two words, remembering how Lin Shu angrily called him a bitch.

There was a fierce look in his eyes. He wanted to strangle her neck, but seeing her current state, touching such a woman would simply dirty his hands.

"How can you, a fellow who has been ridden by thousands and oppressed by tens of thousands, have the right to criticize her? Natu'a, it seems that Her Highness is not tired yet. Let someone take her away and let the brothers of the coalition army work hard to serve Her Highness."

Natu'a looked at Bumtai in disbelief, and found that the eldest prince had become more and more abnormal since Miss Lin jumped into the river?

"Bumutai, you bastard, let me go, I'm going to kill you, Bumutai, you will not die well..."

Helian's desperate cries were gradually drowned out by wild and rough laughter. . . .

. . . . . . . . . .

Inside the Bahrain Ministry.

Yan Lie’s tent has been set up.

Dunzhu was cleaning inside. When she saw Yan Lie coming back, she immediately came up to him and asked anxiously. This was the question she asked most often every day.

"General, is there any news about the girl?"

Yan Lie sighed and shook his head.

After hearing this, Dunzhu stopped talking, turned around silently and continued with his work.

Yan Lie woke up before dawn and took his men to the surrounding area to gather information and look for the lost tribesmen.

Fortunately, in the past two days, there have been some lost tribesmen who have come here according to the old marks left by the Balin tribe.

It is also a gratifying thing.

Just then, Jeddah came over.

"General, our people said that Bumutai has returned to the coalition headquarters."

Yan Lie stood up immediately when he heard Bumtai's name.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the hand holding the saber tightened its grip.

It seemed as if the handle of the knife was about to be crushed.

He walked out of the tent quickly.

Jida followed, but was stopped by Yan Lie.

"You don't need to follow me. I'm going to see the Khan."