Regret is always the most useless emotion.

You can only focus on the present.

In fact, when Yu Fuluo was still in good health, he also had a slight test. Yes, he only dared to test the attitude of the Han people towards his heirs. At that time, the cavalry said that this was the Southern Xiongnu's own business...

Therefore, the attitude of the Han people may be equivalent to lack of attitude.

Yes, who would have any special attitude towards a piece of meat?

At most, I just want to consider whether it is used for barbecue or for stewing soup.

The moonlight shines down and shines on the door of the tent, forming a gap.

In the silence, some laughter came in.

『King...sooner or later...kill...

The third prince frowned, then stood up with a sense of intent, walked to the other side of the tent with the sound, and then put his ear on the inner wall of the tent, and the sound outside suddenly became clearer.

『…The king has an order, and when the king dies, he will kill him…』

『What does this mean?』

『What else can this mean?』

"No, this is a real brother, really... the king really wants to take action?"

"What brother? There is only one wolf king in the desert! When did you see the wolf king and his brother?"

"This...this is...this is...

"But what if the king really ordered him to be killed?"

"What else can you do? Be obedient to your orders, do you still want to resist the order? That's the king's order!"

『…』

The third prince, who was standing on the edge of the tent eavesdropping, his head buzzed and blood poured on his head!

After a while, there was no sound outside the tent, and the third prince walked back to his original position and sat down, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking about...

The two people who were talking outside the tent just now hid in the shadows, then looked at each other, "How is it? Can he hear it?"

『I don't know…』 Another person said, 『It may have heard it, or it may have fallen asleep, but I didn't hear it…』

"What should I do? Otherwise, I will say it again during the day tomorrow?" another person said.

The first person wanted to slap the other person in the head, "You idiot, how can you talk about this every day? There are many people during the day, and if you are seen and bumped into it, it will be more troublesome? And if you say it a few more times, you won't doubt it?"

"Uh...I, I won't doubt..." another person said.

『…』The first man was speechless. After a moment, he had an idea, 『Let's go to another place…』

"Where to go?" said another person.

"Stop talking nonsense, just keep up!"

The two of them walked in a certain direction with the cover of shadows.

The moonlight is dark.

Everything is quiet.

Suddenly, outside the tent under house arrest of the third prince, the guards shouted loudly, and then a few short screams rang out...

The third prince was startled and immediately felt relieved, and then there was another chaos.

The sound of footsteps in the outside room sounded, and then the curtain of the tent opened.

A tall figure, carrying a blood-stained sword, walked in and fell to the ground, "King..."

The third prince heard his familiar voice, but he couldn't see the expression of the man in the darkness, "I, I'm not the king yet."

"No. You are the king now, our Wei people, the only king at the moment." The tall figure fell down there, his voice resolutely. On him, there was a strong smell of blood, and there seemed to be a madness in his body to take everything out.

"King, we are Shiwei people! Shiwei people!" The man said, "Those people betrayed us... Many of our Shiwei people have forgotten their hometowns and thought that the Han land is their home! They are their betrayers!"

The third prince clenched his fists.

Didn’t the Great Khan of the Huns start his own business with only hundreds of soldiers and build a huge empire, but now his people have ten times and twenty times the people at that time, but they only know how to be submissive and even lose their own customs and languages, and follow the Han people to pick up leftovers!

The one who is wearing a Hanfu, holding a fan in his hand every day, and opening his mouth is just like the big prince of the Han family. Do you still remember who his ancestors were? Has he touched a few times?

If the prince continues to command the Southern Xiongnu, perhaps there will be no Southern Xiongnu in the future...

"Master, don't hesitate..." The tall figure took a step forward and approached the third prince. "After issuing the order, we will all listen to you. I have heard that the eldest prince wants to kill you..."

"Badu," the third prince raised his head, "But he is my brother."

"Yes, but he wants to kill you, that is the enemy, our enemy, the enemy of the entire Southern Xiongnu, they! They are betrayers!" Badu replied, with a strong smell of blood in his voice.

The third young master's eyes flashed and he stood up, "If we do it, many people will die and implicate innocent people."

"We will die if we don't act! If we don't act, there will be no Shanyu and only Han dogs!"

"We don't have many people!"

"We don't need many men, we just rushed to the royal court's tent! If they are not prepared, we can succeed!"

The two of them answered questions quickly.

The third young master exhaled a long breath and said, "The last question. Han people..."
Chapter completed!