The fat man raked the mountain, drank the wolf blood, and threw the wolf in his hand to the young Turkic soldiers.

The Turkic soldiers were hungry and thirsty, so they didn't care about so much. They took a few sips greedily and handed them to the older Turkic soldiers beside them.

The older Turkic soldiers only drank two sips. Before they could drink enough, Zhalishan said sternly: "Save it and leave it to the great sages. Do not use your blood..."

The elderly Turkic soldiers suddenly shivered and handed the dying wolf in their hands to the young man.

He had no doubt that Zhalishan could do such a thing. There were originally six people who escaped along the way.

Zhalishan killed three people unwillingly, and lived to this day with their flesh and blood.

He knew in his heart that if he hadn't been useful, Zhalishan would have been facing him long ago and would not dare to have any disobedience.

Zhalishan was very satisfied with the performance of the Turkic soldiers and said with a groan: "Pig, feed the wolf blood to the Daxian..." He said, pointing to the older Turkic soldiers and said: "You, go and make a fire... If you don't want to die, move more quickly."

The boy named Pig went to execute without hesitation.

The older Turkic soldiers were shocked and rolled and crawled to make a fire.

The big horse of Zhalishan sat like a wall, watching the two of them taking care of the Turkic Sage, the Great Sage of the Turkic Sage, and the other was busy making fire, just like a man, doing nothing and sitting comfortably.

The huge big cake had small mung bean-like eyes on her face, spinning around, thinking about something.

Suddenly he heard a slight moan from the room, and looked overjoyed. He rushed into the room, pushed away the pig who was serving the dilapidated wooden board, and squeezed in front of Shiyugu, with joy on his face.

Shi Yugu opened his eyes in a daze. He was already old and this year he was sixty-six.

This exhausted planning and desperate escape almost reached his limit.

Especially when he encountered Li Yide's attack, he and Mo Jilian were separated. Under the escort of his guards, he ran around until he fell off the horse and lost all his intentions.

In a daze, he woke up several times, but he felt that someone was carefully serving him and taking care of him. He didn't know who he was, and he didn't know even more about the current situation.

This time, he realized that his consciousness gradually became clear, and his body improved greatly. He tried hard to open his eyes, but was shocked.

A big face like a round cake appeared in front of him, and he was an extremely obese man.

The fat man had a funny smile on his face, and he almost couldn't see his two little eyes that had been squeezed into a slit by fat meat...

"Puff!"

Shiyugu found himself laughing. In this environment where life and death are uncertain and the situation is unclear, the Turkic plotter actually smiled because of his face.

I don’t know why this Shiyugu himself is really a fat man who looks too funny.

Seeing that Shinogu laughed out loud, the fat man seemed to think he was laughing at him at all, and then laughed: "Daxian is laughing, he is in good health!"

It would be fine if the fat man didn't smile, but the fat on his smiling face was shaking, which was even more funny.

Shiyugu couldn't help laughing louder, and as he smiled, tears rolled down.

Laugh for a while, cry for a while!

The fat man laughed, the fat man laughed, the fat man cried, the fat man accompanied the sadness.

The crying and laughing of Tsuyugu is caused by his life experience, but the fat man is simply accompanied by him. When he smiles, he is like an innocent child, and when he cries, he is like a sad child, and his true feelings are revealed.

Gradually, Shiyugu returned to peace. He looked at the funny fat man who was smiling bitterly with him. For some reason, he felt a good impression of Dasheng in his heart and sighed: "What's your name?"

The fat man said: "Roll the mountain!"

"Oh! A good name!" Shiyugu couldn't help but smile again. The name of Zhalishan is different. In the Turks, it means the God of Fighting War, which is the God of War.

But he really couldn't see that this funny fat man was called the God of War?

Zhalishan said complacently: "It was my mother who gave it to me. She said she couldn't get pregnant back then, so she went to pray for Zhalishan. On the first day of the first lunar month, she suddenly felt it again. I had it. My mother said that I must have been reincarnated from Zhalishan, so she asked me to Zhalishan."

Shiyugu looked at the fat man with a huge head and brain and asked again: "Who are you? Are you a Turkic or a Khitan?"

Zharuishan said proudly: "Of course it is a great Turkic man. My father doesn't know who it is. My mother, Ashide, later remarried to Turkic general An Yanyan. Her tribe was defeated and wandered to the grassland to participate in this conquest."

The atmosphere of grassland people is open, and it is not uncommon to not know who his father is, so Zhalushan said it very calmly.

Shinyugu's face darkened and he said, "What's the situation now? Khan escaped?"

Zhalishan sighed: "Khan has captured the Tang army alive. Even if he doesn't die, he will probably not be able to return to the grassland in his life."

Shinyugu unexpectedly glanced at Jai Ruishan and said with a little weakness: "Not to mention that Khan is extremely difficult to return to the Turks, even if he comes back, he will not have his seat."

Mojilian took the Khan position with the help of Queteqin and Shinyugu.

Because he has a little bit of work, he cannot convince the public.

Now that I have lost 100,000 troops, I can't convince everyone.

As long as the news of Mojilian's defeat and capture reached the Turkic royal court, someone would immediately replace him and become the new Khan.

It is impossible for the Turks to have the status of Mojilian again.

This is a very realistic thing for the Turks, who prey on the weak.

Zhalishan said with a confused look on his face: "Daxian, what are you going to do next? Go back to the royal court! The road to this day is dangerous, Zhalishan will escort you back to the royal court even if you fight to the death."

He patted his chest, and the fat on his body shook.

Shinyugu shook his head and said, "Turkish, I won't go back."

Zhalishan smiled and said in a confused way: "Why?"

Shinyugu looked at his boring hands and said, "If I go back, I'm afraid someone will not be able to sleep well. If I die or disappear, they will take care of my family and descendants in order to demonstrate their kindness and moral integrity. Once I go back, they will be in danger..."

His daughter is the princess of Mojilian, and his grandson is the first heir to the Turks!

As a veteran of the three dynasties of the Turks, no one is afraid of his talent and connections?

As the Turkic plotter, how could his talent and vision not see through this?

Zhalishan smiled and reached out to pat Suyugu's shoulders.

Shizuogu suddenly said, "Do you want to kill me?"

Zhaliushan smiled unchangedly and said, "You are an old man, and you are just a waste of food when you are alive. If you die, your family will be safe. I will help you..."

He turned his back on his face and did not drag on it at all. As he spoke, his hand was already pinching the back of Shiyugu's neck.
Chapter completed!