"Then why do we still go south?"

The old man was a little puzzled.

"How do hunters on the grassland hunt? They keep coming forward and bleed their prey, driving them to run for survival, and instead exhausting their last trace of vitality and putting their prey in danger. We are the same!"

Mu bit open the leather bag on his hand and drank the strong wine: "This time we go to the south, we must plunder it, otherwise how can we survive the winter of the grassland? If the Xia Kingdom is weakened this time, then we will do this every year in the future and keep bleeding it! One day, I will ask the King of Xia to recognize my status as the king outside the border!"

Something else is hidden in my heart and didn't say anything.

Once the tribe's strength is completely stable and Xia falls into four battles and continues to weaken, he can officially establish a country, and even use his own grassland culture to erode the culture of the Central Plains and truly enter the Central Plains!

Although this day may be very long, he has a wolf-like character and perseverance!

"good!"

When the old man heard this, he sighed silently: "I originally thought that you were confused by the messenger. Now it seems that Mu, you are still our most wise leader! Don't worry, the heads and shamans in the tribe will fully support you!"

"very good!"

Mu Daxi said: "You must believe me, I, Mu, will surely lead our entire tribe to the best life!"

Even became the king of Jiuzhou!
Chapter completed!