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Chapter five hundred and fifteen blood feud

Chapter 515 Blood Revenge

The eight robbers surrounded Zhang Haotian. Everyone had a look of alertness in their eyes, but when they saw the blood-stained White Wolf King in front of his chest, they were stunned at first, and then everyone's faces were shocked, surprised, and even surprised.

At this time, the oldest middle-aged man among the eight people with a scar on his forehead turned over and got off the horse, walked to Zhang Haotian, looked at his blood wolf tattoo carefully, and suddenly roared twice, and the other seven strong helmets all put down their rifles, and one of them turned his horse's head and galloped towards the valley.

The middle-aged man roared again, and all the remaining strong helmets were dismounted. Although he surrounded Zhang Haotian, there was no trace of hostility in his eyes.

Standing silently, as the revolving strong helmet disappeared into the valley, more than ten minutes later, a sound of horse hooves sounded in thunder, and at least hundreds of riders rushed out of the valley, and the dust raised was like a long yellow dragon.

After a while, the more than one hundred riders came to Zhang Haotian and stopped. Suddenly, they were divided into two rows neatly, and a path flashed out in the middle. From this path, there was an old man in a thin body, gray hair, dark skin, old and wrinkled face. He walked out on a white horse. When he looked at Zhang Haotian's appearance, his face was already full of excitement. He waved his hand and immediately a Mongolian man got off the horse and bent down. The old man in a blue robe stepped on his back and took off his horse.

Zhang Haotian's chest was still exposed at this time. The old man in blue robe walked up to him, looked at the bloody White Wolf King tattoo on his chest, slowly stretched out his hand to stroke it, his body trembled, and then raised his head, looking at Zhang Haotian, who was nearly one head taller than him, his eyes were filled with endless excitement, and he was saying something to him.

At this moment, Zhang Haotian's heart also jumped wildly, because he understood that he had finally found the source of his life. This old Mongolian man undoubtedly had the answer he longed to know. From now on, he will no longer be a rootless person.

Controlling the leap in his heart, seeing that all the Mongolian men were dismounted, he sang: "Who of you can speak Chinese?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the old man in blue said, "Don't ask them, I know Chinese, I have a spirit in the immortal world, and I will not destroy my Tatarot tribe, little prince, you are finally back."

What the old man in blue said was a very standard Chinese northern voice. As he spoke, his lips kept twitching, and tears flowed out of his eyes, which was obviously extremely excited.

Hearing him calling him "Little Prince", Zhang Haotian was not surprised, because through the previous clues, he had guessed his life experience to eight out of ten. Facing this old man who could speak standard Chinese, he only asked: "Is the Tatarot tribe a tribe of Tolei Khan, and am I a descendant of Tolei Khan?"

Looking at Zhang Haotian's tough and heroic face, tall and burly figure, the old man in blue nodded hard, and then said proudly: "Yes, the Tatarot tribe is the family of Tolei Khan. Mengge Khan and Kublai Khan all came from here. The Great Yuan Empire is in our tribe. Little Prince, you are the only heir. The whole grassland belongs to you. Your name is Hadan Batel. In our Mongolian language, it means a tough guy hero. This name was chosen by your father. He wants you to shoulder the important task of revitalizing our Tatarot tribe and avenge all the dead tribesmen."

When Zhang Haotian heard the word "father", he felt his heart and his whole body tremble. However, he knew that this was not the place to speak, so he said, "Old man, let's go to the valley and say, tell me in detail."

At this moment, the old man in blue bowed and said, "Little Prince, my name is Uenqi. He is the great shaman of the Tatarot tribe and the most loyal servant of your family. I have been separated from my little master since I was a child. Please come with me now, and I will tell you everything."

After saying this, he turned around and shouted something to everyone in a very loud Mongolian language. Zhang Haotian couldn't understand anything else, but he could hear the pronunciation of "Hadanbatel". He knew that Uenqi was talking about himself. With his voice, all the fierce and fierce Mongolian men standing around him fell respectfully to the ground, as if they had seen the gods who blessed him.

Zhang Haotian was eager to know his complete life experience, so he didn't say anything more, but instead turned on his "good temper" and asked Wu Enqi to lead the way, surrounded by a large group of Mongolian men and headed towards the valley ahead.

Not long after, he arrived outside the valley. Zhang Haotian looked around and saw several observation platforms on the top of the hill at the entrance of the valley. There were two Mongolian men on each observation platform. It was vaguely seen that the platform was equipped with a cylindrical high-power telescope. He knew in his heart that standing at such a height and with such telescopes, the movements within several miles around the valley could allow people on the observation platform to see it. It was not easy for outsiders to attack. It was no wonder that Prince Aldon Leng's several encirclements could not succeed.

When I entered the valley, I saw that it was a bottle-shaped terrain. The entrance was small, but the inside suddenly opened. At this time, I could see about two or three hundred yurts densely built. Even if there were people living in these yurts, there would be no more than one thousand. From time to time, women and children were playing outside.

Wu Enqi looked at Zhang Haotian silently and sighed, "Little Prince, when our Tatarot tribe entered the Shengling Prison Zone forty years ago, the largest number of people in the four royal tribes, with a total of more than 10,000 people. But now, there are only 800 people, and there are more than 200 children under the age of sixteen, less than 10% of the past."

Of course, Zhang Haotian knew what was causing it, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Wu Enqi, where do you live, let's talk about it when you go in."

Wu Enqi nodded, turned around and waved his hand, and said something to the men behind him. The men dismounted and dispersed.

At this time, Wu Enqi took Zhang Haotian to continue walking. After walking about a hundred meters, he arrived in front of a yurt. From the appearance, it was undoubtedly the largest yurt in the valley.

Before he got off the horse, Wu Enqi called out, and two middle-aged women in bright Mongolian robes came out from it. They looked decent, but their figure was very strong, which was still different from ordinary Han women.

The middle-aged woman in a red Mongolian robe bent down, and Wu Enqi stepped down from her back, and the woman in a green Mongolian robe walked to Zhang Haotian's horse and bent down, naturally waiting for him to step down.

Zhang Haotian would not do this, so he jumped down from the other side.

Seeing this, Wu Enqi said, "These two women are my maids, little prince, you don't have to pity them."

Zhang Haotian knew that this must be the rule left by the original hierarchy. He shook his head and walked in. He saw that there were about a hundred square meters in the account, with carpets with various patterns on the ground, and a statue of Genghis Khan was enshrined in the middle of the tent. There was nothing else except the long table.

Zhang Haotian said, "Uncle Wu Enqi, don't you live here?"

Wu Enqi nodded and said, "Of course not. This is the main account, the place where the tribe discusses major issues. I live in the yurt next to me."

Zhang Haotian said "um" and was eager to know everything about his life experience, so he found a table to sit down on the ground. However, Wu Enqi asked him to sit next to him after the main case facing the curtain.

After sitting down, Uenqi stared at him and said, "Little Prince, Asgen, why didn't he come back with you?"

Zhang Haotian was stunned and said, "Asgen? Who is he?"

When Wu Enqi heard this, he also showed surprise and said, "Asgen is the most loyal male servant under your father. After your parents died, he took you, who was only seven months old, to China to find your grandparents, according to your mother's will. Have you never seen him before? This is strange, how did you find here?"

Hearing the sentence "After your parents die", Zhang Haotian's body trembled, and his heart felt like he was stabbed hard and dripped blood. After a while, he said: "Uncle Uenqi, I was picked up from a garbage dump. Except for the blood wolf on my chest, I don't know any clues about my life experience. Here, a friend of mine judged it from my tattoo. Baccarel, the director of the Ulaanbaatar National Library, also gave me guidance."

Uenqi looked at him and hadn't spoken for a long time. After a while, he said, "Those guys are so cruel. They actually chased them to China. If Asgen hadn't encountered an emergency, he would never have left you."

Zhang Haotian had already understood his life experience and stared at Wu Enqi and said, "Uncle Wu Enqi, you know everything about me, I really want to know."

Uenqi nodded and said, "This has to start forty-three years ago. At that time, Mongolia had already established a republic and the four royal families gradually declined. However, they still have a certain influence in politics. Among them, headed by the Tatarot tribe, your father is the twenty-three generations of Tatarot Kings. At that time, several incidents of foreigners trying to excavate the tombs of the Holy Ancestors. One time, they almost succeeded. Fortunately, your father secretly sent people to kill all of these people and covered up the place they dug again, so that he kept this secret. And

He also found out that the government was involved in this matter, and joined forces with the other three royal families to protest strongly. The government knew that the four royal families were still respected by the people in Mongolia and did not dare to make this matter big. So he sent people to negotiate quietly with the four royal families. Finally, he decided to set up the triangular area of ​​Arqin, Checheergele and Mulun, which covers an area of ​​100,000 square kilometers, as a sacred area, and the four royal families led their own people to manage and develop. The government would never intervene, but set the rules that other modern weapons should not be allowed to privately own, except for carriages and pistols."

Zhang Haotian also heard Bakyarei say about this incident, but only then did he realize that the mysterious deaths of the expedition team members were actually done by his father to protect the holy tomb. However, this also proves that Genghis Khan's tomb is indeed in this area. Even if it was extremely secretly buried at that time, as a descendant of the direct descendant, how could the people of the four royal families not know the general location of the tomb?

At this time, Uenqi continued: "After defining a secret agreement with the government, the four royal families came with their own people who were willing to follow their own people. At that time, there were more than 12,000 people in our Tatarot tribe, more than 9,000 Prince Aldon Leng of the Boyan tribe, more than 8,000 people in the Morgen tribe, and the Prince Surile had the least, less than 6,000 people. The forbidden area of ​​the Holy Mausoleum was very large, so everyone chose places to occupy and develop. Our Tatarot tribe took three years to build the Badatota Castle, which is now the Amur Castle."

When Zhang Haotian heard this familiar name, he immediately said: "Amur Castle, is Aldun Rang's place now?"

Uenqi nodded and said, "Since the Holy Ancestors went to the Emperor of Eternal Life, our Tatarot tribe has always been the leader of Mongolia, and it is no exception. At that time, you must listen to your father's name. On this land, your father is the supreme Khan. In Mongolian language, Badatota means commanding all directions."

Zhang Haotian couldn't help but say, "Will it become like this later?"
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