We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The old man looked at the chubby white bear, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"This is a snow bear."

He Conglong looked puzzled: "Snow bear?"

This was different from what he had heard from His Highness. He remembered that His Highness had said that this kind of bear should be called a polar bear.

Of course, it may also be called differently.

Look at this little bear, it’s completely snow-white and has such a unique and magical appearance. There must be only one of its kind in the world.

The old man picked up the little bear, stroked its soft fur, and continued:

"The Snow Bear is one of the gods worshipped by our Solon tribe. Our shaman chief priests believe that they are the embodiment of wind and snow, and the embodiment of the gods' will.

This bear is very rare even in our Soran Khanate. They only come from the north occasionally, and sometimes you may not see one for decades.

A few months ago, a tribesman reported to the Khan that an adult snow bear was spotted in the north of the Khanate.

The Khan sent Jitaihan and me with 800 warriors to search for the snow bear in the north.

When we arrived at the place, we found nothing. We only heard that the snow bear had gone south again.

In order to find this snow bear, we had to continue going south, getting farther and farther away from the Khanate of Solon.

This trip means we lose the chance to return home."

The old man sighed deeply, and He Conglong saw a hint of complicated regret in his eyes.

He Conglong didn't know whether it was worth leaving his hometown and paying such a huge price for a so-called sacred beast, the snow bear.

The Solon tribe also believes in shamanism, and this sect is widely spread in the Northeast.

The shamans in the tribe have a high status and are known as the intermediaries between gods and humans.

Shamanism is a primitive polytheism that connects various natural objects and unpredictable natural phenomena with human life itself, and endows them with subjective "divinity", that is, all things have spirits.

They worship natural phenomena and animals, and a magical animal like the snow bear will naturally make them pursue it at all costs.

The old man sighed deeply and continued, “I won’t say much about the hardships along the way.

In short, we found the female bear in Shiwei, but it was seriously injured and dying.

We couldn't save it, but we found a newborn baby next to it, which is this bear.

We fled with the little bear and wanted to go north back to the Khanate of Solon, but we were blocked by wind and snow and had to continue heading south.

Finally, we encountered the Black Water Mohe and a conflict broke out. Jitaihan and his men wanted to fight to the death, but I couldn't bear to see the warriors die in vain, so I could only endure the humiliation and lie dormant for the time being.

After listening to the old man's words, He Conglong also felt the same way.

They suffered so much for a bear. Even though it was their belief, He Conglong still felt it was not worth it for them.

He couldn't help but ask, "This bear is so precious, why don't you keep it with you, but offer it to King Feng?"

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I was once a shaman, and I believe this snow bear is the incarnation of the Snow God."

"But ever since we encountered it, our tribesmen have continued to die one after another, and it hasn't brought us any good luck."

The old man spoke in a soft voice and gently flicked his small bear ears.

"I understand now. This little fellow is not some incarnation of a god. He is just one of the countless living beings in this world, just like us."

"But this bear is extremely rare. It has been fed with human milk by women in the tribe who have given birth, so it is quite intelligent."

"I'm giving it to King Feng to show the sincerity of my Sauron tribe. I believe that with King Feng's kindness, he will treat this little fellow well."

After hearing this, He Conglong also understood what the old man meant.

This polar bear is completely snow-white without a single stray hair. It is truly extraordinary and looks like a strange beast at first glance.

The Sauron tribe simply cannot keep such strange beasts. As the saying goes, an innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure. Keeping them in the Sauron tribe will bring disaster sooner or later.

It is better to present it to His Highness and seek protection.

"In that case, I will accept it on behalf of Your Highness."

He Conglong did not refuse, after all, his prince really liked these strange little animals.

The inseparable Saker Falcon and two tigers beside him are proof of this.

I just don’t know how big this little bear will grow. Will it have a body as majestic as a tiger?

He Conglong chatted with the old man for a while until it got dark, then he said goodbye and left the Sauron camp.

There were two of them when they came, and when they left, there was one more person and one more bear beside them.

In addition to the little white bear, the old man also asked Ji Taihan to follow He Conglong.

Jitaihan was the Sauron warrior who almost killed He Conglong with a mace.

He is of noble blood, a member of the royal family, and the leader of this tribe.

However, he is young and lacks experience, so he does not have leadership.

Considering that He Conglong was going to challenge other tribal leaders, the old man asked him to go and help. It happened that he also knew some Mohe language and could communicate with He Conglong through Wanyan.

As a general of the Fengtian Army, He Conglong was broad-minded and did not hate him just because he almost lost to someone.

On the contrary, He Conglong likes brave generals, and Ji Taihan also appreciates He Conglong's willingness to cover his subordinates, and the two of them can be said to appreciate each other.

In the next few days, He Conglong and Jitaihan continued to travel between the tents, annexing the small tribes that had surrendered to the Heishui Mohe.

People like Youjitaihan were no match at all and were all defeated in the duel, and the slaves under their command were also swallowed up.

He Conglong did not expect these small tribes to help him rebel against the Heishui Mohe. It would be enough as long as they did not come out to stop him when things changed.

The number of slaves under his command increased, and now there were thousands of them.

And under He Conglong's deliberate control, these people's camps were all close to the Sauron tribe.

In other words, the tribes surrounding the Sauron camp are all He Conglong's people, or in name only, He Conglong's slaves.

At this point, He Conglong stopped the challenge.

Now they have gathered thousands of people and become a larger force among the Heishui Mohe. If they continue to expand like this, it will inevitably cause fear among Dudi Jina Si.

He Conglong stopped expanding and began to consolidate his power.

At the same time, Mudi City welcomed a visitor.

The visitor was wearing a white short robe and a hood. He quietly arrived at the foot of the city in the early morning. After being discovered by the defenders, he was hoisted up the city gate in a wooden basket.

After this person stood firmly on the city wall, his first words were shocking:

"I am Jie Quan, the deputy general of Liaoyang. Whoever is in charge of Mudi City now, tell him to come see me!"

The defenders did not dare to delay and hurried to call Yelu He.

Yelu He hurried over and was stunned when he saw Jie Quan: "It really is you."

The two had dealt with each other before. They had fought on the battlefield when Jie Quan was a general under Yang Zhongsi, so they were old rivals.

When we meet again now, our identities are completely different, from enemies to colleagues.

"So it was you who was guarding the city. It seems that Brother Yelu has turned over a new leaf and surrendered to Your Highness?" Jie Quan asked.

Yelu He nodded, then said seriously, "General Jie, did you bring troops with you?"

Jie Quan nodded and said, "General **zhi learned that General He had been killed and Mudi City was under siege. He immediately led his troops to support us. They are now a hundred miles outside the city!"