After several days of hustle and bustle, the Nadam Festival on the grassland finally came to an end.

This year's Nadam Festival is as lively as in previous years, as if it was not affected by the demise of the Yuan Dynasty.

But it is hard to say whether the mentality of the people in this ancestral land is still as calm as in previous years.

First of all, when the Yuan Dynasty was destroyed, these people were equivalent to losing their greatest backers.

Furthermore, except for the only two tribes this year, the rest of the tribes have come to the meeting, but nearly half of them have disappeared from the ancestral land. This matter is intriguing.

In fact, anyone can expect the consequences of those who disappeared, and they also know who the "murderer" is, but they are always silent about this matter.

And when this matter is pressed into my heart, it will always bring a little fear and confusion.

The warriors in the ancestral land were all in the limelight in this grand event. Whether it was riding, shooting, martial arts, wrestling or other things, they all beat Balahu and other teams, and they also had a different flavor.

This is probably related to the emperor who has just ascended the throne.

Hunbudor, Krier, Currygith and other Khans who had been in the gates of hell, of course they didn't care about these nouns and names. They have been living like years in their ancestral land these days, and now they can finally leave.

There were still those people who came at that time, and no one was missing.

Only mood, but it's completely different.

When they came, they were full of energy and ambitious, but when they returned, they were mixed.

He took the tribe's people to bid farewell to the new emperor Tiemur at the gate of the ancestral land. Kurigis and others took their respective men and horses to part ways without going far, and they didn't even have the interest in speaking.

Because they knew that they were completely controlled by Tiemur in their lives.

To be more precise, it was the medicine that Timur gave them.

The medicine like the tarsal bones made them feel that they would never be able to get rid of it in their entire lives.

If you can't get rid of this medicine, you can't get rid of Tiemur's control.

Why did such a killing god come out? He even pinched his seven-inches of people! Kurigis, Ji Simai and others were both angry and helpless when they were walking on the road. Perhaps it was similar to the feelings of Simke, Chidi, and Alahan.

They were snakes, but Timur grabbed their seven inches.

No matter how vicious they are, they have no room for resistance.

Only by being obedient can you relieve the pain.

At the gate of the ancestral land.

Timur led Ango, Simke and others to watch Jie Simai and other men leave.

Among the Khans of each tribe, only the Hebutai of the Qiyan tribe is still here.

There were only a few more than ten people following Tiemur, including him.

It can be seen from this that Timur already regarded him as a trustworthy confidant.

At this moment, there was a smile on the corner of Tiemur's mouth.

"Your Majesty, these people are really good at obeying the rules?"

The New Yuan court has been officially appointed as the Secretary of the Central Secretariat, which is not enough to describe a single step of success. Instead, Hu Che, the former left minister of the Ministry of War, asked.

From the Left Minister of War to the Secretariat, the gap between this is definitely like a natural barrier.

If it weren't for the destruction of the Yuan Dynasty, he would have never thought of looking up to the position of Zhongshuling by Tie Muer.

"I don't think they can resist the pain without that drug."

Tiemuer replied confidently: "So they will never be able to get rid of my control.

No matter what I want them to do, they have to obey their orders.

Haha, wait and see, it won’t take long, and I will make the grassland truly unify again.”

The grassland today can only be said to be in harmony with one's appearance.

The Yuan Kingdom was defeated and had lost the capital to be loyally supported by the grassland tribes.

To put it bluntly, the money fell from the tree and scattered.

"That old minister...congratulations to the emperor in advance."

Hu Che slowly bowed.

Tiemuer nodded slightly, turned his head to look at the mysterious middle-aged man, and said, "Sir, if nothing unexpected happens, the five thousand elite soldiers I promised you will arrive within half a month.

Now, you can tell me your name?

I can’t make it the day when I want to give you the commander of the great commander, and I still don’t know your name.”

"Tenboda."

The mysterious middle-aged man, who seemed mysterious from beginning to end, finally spoke his name slowly and his words were sonorous.

"Good name."

Tiemur chuckled and said, "It's so great, and sir has taken the second place."

And I hope that I can be competent in the Bole among them.”

If you say this to those ministers such as Ange, Ange and others will probably be deeply grateful to the emperor's grace and tears of gratitude.

However, Tengboda did not respond much.

His arrogance is written on his face, and he seems to be a person who doesn't know what bragging and slapping is, and he doesn't even understand the ordinary worldly style.

Or rather, he didn't think there was anything worthy of Timur's servitude.

Perhaps, even Zhao Dongting does not have such capital.

I still remember when Tengboda first found Tiemur, he talked about the Song Dynasty. In his words, he had no praise for Zhao Dongting, but it was just that he could do better.

Fortunately, after spending so long together, Tiemur also knew Tengboda's personality and was not angry. He just laughed again and said, "Whether I can build a great empire that can match the Song Dynasty depends on you."
Chapter completed!