Black Iron Crown

After Hamel Khan reached a consensus with Nayan beside him, he immediately sent messengers to each of the small tribes separated from the big tribes and led by Nayan one by one.

"Antak Begi Nayan! The Khan asked you to lead the tribe's warriors, cattle and sheep to the Khan Court, where Hamel Khan will announce a very important thing! It's about how to spend this time What a white disaster!"

These messengers rode well-trained horses on the snow-covered prairie. The thick snow affected the speed of the horses, but they still rushed to each small town at an extremely fast speed. tribe.

Although Hamel Khan is old, he also made great military exploits when he was young. Although he still couldn't avoid being swept up by the desperately powerful Ridka Empire, he also won many small victories. Let him have a very high prestige.

In more than a month, these grassland tribes who live by water and grass gathered in the Khan Court of the Alshan tribe. It is very difficult to bring the whole tribe to migrate in such icy and snowy weather.

Cattle and sheep have to travel long distances without getting enough fat forage, which will drastically reduce the amount of meat on their bodies. For nomads, this is no less than cutting their flesh.

But no one dared to disobey Hamel Khan's words of humiliation. When the tribes arrived at Alshan Khan's court, their cattle and sheep were already skinny.

In fact, it is not necessary to bring everyone together to discuss this alliance, but if they don't bring their own tribes, maybe some tribes who can't survive will start attacking their camp.

Hamel Khan sat on the main seat in the tent with a big horse and a golden knife, and several fat sheep that had been roasted until golden were exuding a tempting aroma.

"Khan, are you really planning to make a deal with the Ridkars?"

"Yes, the land of the Ridkar people can grow food, and they don't have to worry about food in winter! Since they don't have any shortage, let's borrow some from them so that we can get through this winter!"

"But... can they really lend it to us? Ten years ago, we were still endless enemies!"

"So what if they are enemies? I have already said that I will pay them back twice, and the greedy Ridkar will not refuse!"

"Double refund, how much cattle and sheep do we have to pay, isn't that a little bit of a loss?" A Nayan stood up and asked cautiously.

"A loss?" Hamier Khan cut off a piece of mutton with a small knife made of gold and stuffed it into his mouth.

While chewing, he said, "How can I do something that is at a disadvantage? Now they lend us food, and if they don't return it to them in the spring, then we have the final say?"

As he said that, he laughed out loud, as if he was complacent about his "wiseness".

"But Great Khan, what if the Ridka people don't want to lend it to us?" a Nayan said hesitantly.

Hamel Khan's laughter stopped abruptly. He stared at Nayan, his eyes widened like copper bells, and said word by word: "They won't borrow it! Then we'll get it ourselves!"

"The descendants of the wolf god will never die of hunger. If they dare not borrow it, then we will let them borrow the knife in our hand!" Hamier Khan said loudly.

"Now, do you have any other questions?" After saying this, seeing that no one was born again, Hamel Khan sat back in his seat.

And just when they were about to end the discussion, a guard wearing scales walked into the tent and said, "Great Khan, the Ridka envoys have arrived outside our camp, and now they are in our camp." How are you going to deal with it under your control?"

"A messenger from the Ridka people?" Hamel Khan stood up from the ground, and the rest of the Nayans also turned their attention to him.

"Bring them up, I'll see what tricks the Ridkars are up to!" Hamel Khan said.

After a while, three bloated-looking people wearing chain armor, lined with armor and face armor walked into the big tent.

"Dear Hamel Khan, I am an envoy from the Ridka Empire, and I am an envoy to your territory under the order of His Majesty the Emperor!"

The emissary standing in the big tent was Sir Horn, and an interpreter beside him used grassland language to translate Sir Horn's words to Hamel Khan.

"Ah! It turned out to be the emissary of the imperial capital. I don't know why the emperor asked you to come to me?"

"It's such a great Khan, but the snowstorm is so severe this year. His Majesty the Emperor of our empire feels that our distant neighbors will definitely suffer even more terrible disasters. As your friendly neighbors, we should support you."

"Oh?" Hamier Khan frowned, with a meaningful smile on his face, and said with great interest: "In this case, I would like to thank your Majesty the Emperor!"

"Okay, since my dear neighbor is so kind, then I will not be disrespectful, come and take my dear messenger friend down to roast two sheep for him and his people!"

Hamier Khan raised his hand to see off the guests, and then said: "By the way, your food should be delivered as soon as possible, I can't wait!"

Sir Horn didn't expect that Hamel Khan would do this to him, he was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then quickly said: "Wait a minute, Khan!"

"Oh, what are you doing?" Hamel Khan turned his head and asked.

"Uh...Actually, I came to your tribe this time to deliver some food to you, and another purpose is to promote an alliance between us!"

"Alliance?" Hamel Khan said: "I remember that we were still sworn enemies about ten years ago? Why did you choose to form an alliance with the enemy?"

Sir Horn forced a smile, and said: "There is no eternal enemy in this world. Our empire and your tribe live on the same land. It is beneficial to both of us to turn war into friendship. Why not do it?" ?”

Hamel Khan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Sir Horn. At this moment, Sir Horn felt as if he was being stared at by a wolf in the wild, and a sense of fear emerged from his heart.

Sir Horn stood there in a daze, not daring to move at all.

After a while, Hamel Khan withdrew his whole body and restored his smiling face: "You are right, tell me, what does His Majesty the Emperor want us to do?"

Only then did Sir Horn recover from the state of fear. He suddenly realized that his back was covered with sweat, and his innermost clothes were completely soaked.

After hearing what the interpreter said next to him, Sir Horn wiped the sweat off his face and said, "It is such a khan, our emperor hopes that you can form an ally with us. Once we and the northern border There is a war between the grand duchies, you can stand on our side and help us!"

"For this reason, His Majesty the Emperor is willing to give you one-third of the territory of the Grand Duchy of the North!"