This cold sound sounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on her in the yurt.

Among so many people, she is the only one who dares to directly interrupt the leader's words.

She has a pair of bright eyes, like a light blue sky, clear and transparent, and as if bottomless, giving people a feeling of wisdom.

Especially the eye sockets that are deeper than ordinary people are more prominent and full of exotic style.

Her skin is fair and not as rough as other Hu people who have been blown by the wind for many years, but is very delicate.

The slender figure is wrapped in a large white fur, and the fur is pure white hair, soft and holy.

She is the flower known as wisdom on the grassland today, Anani!

He is also the leader of the Tatar tribe and the most trusted person.

"Answer Anani's question."

Maodun shouted coldly.

The Hu people below responded: "I have already found out that the general of the Zhao army seems to be named Wang Kang."

"Is it him?"

Anani's beautiful eyes flashed with a light, as if she was reminiscent of her memories.

Maodun asked, "He is the person you told me before?"

"It's him!"

Anani said, "I have traveled in Zhao State and participated in the provincial examination. He was the chief examiner at that time. If he really brought troops to him, it would be a bit troublesome!"

"snort!"

Maodun snorted coldly, "What can I do if I am just a Zhao native?"

"Maoton!"

Anani said directly: "If you still have this attitude, you will suffer a great loss. Wang Kang is definitely not an opponent to underestimate!"

In the Tatar tribe, Maodun is the absolute king, and no one even dares to speak loudly to him.

But Anani called her name directly, which shows that it is generally true.

"Anani, are you too nervous?"

Maodun said in a low voice: "I have already inquired about this group of Zhao army. There are only only more than 20,000 people, and they cannot withstand the rush of the iron cavalry under my command. They are now scattered like rats, what will be the future for them!"

"Send the order, if the tribes that are about to come, if they meet them, they will be wiped out. If they are unfortunately destroyed by the Zhao army, then go to die. Such a waste tribe deserves to die!"

"I have told you a long time ago that we are going to attack Zhao State. Don't make a big splash, you are not not listening."

Anani said coldly: "Now that this news is spreading, and Wang Kang's purpose of bringing troops must be stopped."

"Prevent?"

"Ha ha!"

Maodun laughed and said, "What should he stop him? I'm waiting for him to come. I want to attack Zhao State, but no one can stop him. Not only Zhao State, but also the entire grassland, will also be unified by me. I want to establish an unprecedented royal court!"

He said as he looked upon Anani, and said with admiration: "At that time, you will be my princess!"

"Maoton!"

Anani's voice raised and coldly said: "I help you, don't want us grassland people to live in ignorance, still so backward, and still survive in killing each other, even eating raw food and drinking blood!"

"We grassland people should be civilized, knowledgeable, educated, and have the Three Bonds and Five Constant Permanence like the Central Plains countries..."

"Enough!"

Maodun said annoyedly: "I have done these things as you ask. Don't you understand my intentions?"

"I have force, you have wisdom. In the words of the Central Plains, we are the combination made by heaven."

"Put your dirty thoughts away."

Anani said in a low voice: "I saw greed and tyranny in your eyes..."

"Go out, get out for me!"

Maodun said coldly: "I think you have been in the Central Plains country for a long time, and your thoughts have been assimilated. You should change..."

"I'm out."

Anani said in a deep voice: "I am reminding you one last time. Don't underestimate Wang Kang, otherwise you will suffer a great loss."

After saying that.

Anani walked out of the yurt, and she stood on the platform and looked up at the blue sky.

Under such a pure sky.

People living on the grassland should also be peaceful. They should not kill each other for a long time and should not compete with each other.

It should be unified.

There is a country, a system, and a polite law...

I always thought Maodun was the one who could save the grassland, but now it seems to be wrong. The tyranny in his bones cannot be changed.

It will only bring more suffering and killing to the grassland people!

Now this kind of exposure is becoming more and more obvious, I am helping the evil...

So who is the one who can save the grassland?

Anani's eyes were empty, and a name suddenly flashed in her mind...Wang Kang...

"Wang Kang!"

Maodun spit out the name in a low voice, his expression became cruel and a little excited!

Someone dared to challenge him!

It's really ridiculous!

Anani has mentioned this person to herself more than once, saying that he is knowledgeable and that he is wise and tricky...

In his words, he highly praised this person.

It just so happened that he was here!

Give myself a chance!

Maodun thought, and remembered Anani's attitude just now, which made him feel irritable!

Why do she always keep a distance from herself?

"Damn it!"

"Sooner or later she is mine!"

Seeing Mao Dun's face was gloomy and unstable, his subordinates were banned from their voices and did not dare to move.

"Big leader, why bother to get angry with her? Sooner or later, she is not yours."

At this time, a woman next to her spoke.

This woman is over thirty years old and is dressed a little revealing, giving her a sense of charm.

Maodun stopped his waist and pulled it to his beast chair. His hands were already put into the woman's clothes.

"ah!"

The woman exclaimed and her face turned rosy.

Maodun said in a low voice: "I'm very hot now, you want to help me vent my fire!"

"It's the big leader!"

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

She is not Maodun's woman, or she was not before.

She once belonged to his father.

But after his father's death, his father's woman belonged to him.

This is not uncommon among grassland tribes...

Maodun exhaled a long sigh and said, "Murihan, my brother Tarot died at the hands of the Zhao man, do you know?"

"I know, the big leader!"

The next strong man responded.

"Do you know how to do it?"

"Kill him and cut his head off!"

"good!"

Maodun said coldly: "Go and clean up my cavalry and ask the soldiers to take care of the horses. It's time for the Scythe of Death to be dispatched."

"Didn't Wang Kang stop me? I'm waiting for him..."

"yes!"

Murrayan left.

As time passed day by day, the affiliated tribes came to Tatar one after another, and the Dong Gong Day finally arrived.

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

A big war is about to break out...

Please give me a silver ticket!

[Author’s off-topic]: The third update!
Chapter completed!