July on the Tengri Grassland was originally the time when the heat was rushing to overflow with gold, but the Khan King's Golden Tent on the outskirts of Barona was in a white and solemn look. The plain curtains of the sky were waving with the occasional cool breeze from the north. The solemn and depressing atmosphere seemed to drop several degrees suddenly. The entire Golden Tent was shrouded in haze within a few miles.

The carriages and horses outside the large tent of the dome, less than 100 meters away from the golden tent, squeezed the tent door tightly. The horses were impatiently breathing, while the coachmen were hiding in the shade. No one knew when this meeting of the nobles, which was related to the future of the Luobei clan, would be held.

The Great Tabernacle is the most sacred and precious sacred object of the Luobei clan. It is rare to use it for ten or eight years. But once it is stretched out, it means that the Luobei clan has reached a situation that concerns the life and death of the entire nation. Participating in this kind of Donulu conference not only includes the noble elders of the Luobei clan, but also some small tribe chiefs who usually find it difficult to attend such meetings. Even those who never participate in political affairs will make exceptions to participate in such major events that determine the rise and fall of the clan.

The large tent of the Dome, which was enough to accommodate hundreds of people, was already full of people. Almost no one was absent or late for this conference. In addition to some of the remaining members of the Eastern Army who were still rushing from Helin to Barona, the upper class of the entire Luobei clan arrived here without exception.

Sitting in the center, Gas looked like a heir of the great chief. His two carefully decorated beards raised slightly with a big eagle hook nose. His brows were tilted up, and his eagle-like eyes flew over the faces of the people in the tent, as if they wanted to play a suggestive role. A white ribbon on his forehead added points out of thin air, and he had a momentum of no other than me. However, what disappointed Gas was that the noble elders and chiefs of various tribes seemed to not feel their suggestive gaze. At this time, in addition to talking with their big mouths, they were talking about the reasons for the death of the former chief Wadeya and whether there was a direct reason for the failure of the Eastern Expedition, more people were still smoking cigarettes or drinking tea in a deep breath, as if waiting for something.

With the arrival of several elders from the Tyumen tribe and ministers who were in charge of the daily affairs of the Luobei clan, the atmosphere in the tent seemed to become more enthusiastic. This was a vacuum period without authoritarianism. Once the chief who held the power of life and death of a clan passed away, people who had been suppressed for too long seemed to want to relieve it through this moment of catharsis.

Gas was very tolerant of the various psychological manifestations of the elders and chiefs in the account. He felt that he would give the other party some necessary room to vent his magnanimity and tolerance, and perhaps he could win the support of some nobles who still had no clear attitude. He glanced at the uncles and brothers sitting diagonally opposite him. Gas was most concerned about Watt, who was indifferent to him. This guy didn't know how to get Doni's support, which made his momentum rise a lot. Fortunately, his uncle passed away at this time, otherwise he would have to delay for a few more years, and I'm afraid he would be suppressed by the other party.

When Mises, Doni and several other powerful nobles in charge of daily affairs of the Luobei clan entered the tent, Gas's mind was on this person. Mises, who was in charge of daily affairs of the clan, had clearly promised to support him ascend to the position of the chieftain. With his support, he became much more stable. He glanced at the uncles and brothers who were still ignorant. Although the conference had not yet begun, the matter was already confirmed, and the commanders of the guards were no problem. Even though Vat had Doni's support, as long as the guards stood on their side, they could not reverse the overall situation. The Minister of the Hansen Alliance in Barona had already publicly expressed his support in public, and stated that as long as he ascended the throne, the Hansen Alliance would fully support the Luobei clan in confrontation with the Chidi people.

Just when Gas was proudly thinking about what kind of glorious attitude he should ascend to the position of chief, Watt was more considering how to deal with the upcoming crisis. The tough attitude of the Ano people was undoubtedly behind the Chidi people and even some other ethnic groups around him. Luo Bei's collapse will bring them unlimited opportunities for development and growth to the second and third-rate ethnic groups on the Tengri grassland. Judging from the performance of the Ano people in the previous few times, the patience of this guy, Jibo was extraordinary, and the Tanghe people last time

The Chidi people almost completely destroyed Luo Beiren without any clues. These were all preparing for this big outbreak. The Chidi people's rebellion was expected, and the guards had never used this move, that is, they were guarding against this move. They originally thought that the power of the guards and the remaining Dongzheng Army could barely deal with the Chidi people's provocation. As long as the Chidi people did not mobilize in full, they never expected that the Chidi people were so premeditated that even the Ano people were implicated in it, and there might even be more spyers.

Watt didn't want this important meeting to become a split conference for the Luobei clan. Facing the dual threats of the Chidi people and the Ano people, if this conference evolved into a split conference, the entire Luobei clan might really sink. His uncle-brother-in-law was undoubtedly in a position to rely on some power, but Watt suspected that even if he could really defeat him ascend to the position of the Great Chief, he could survive the war between the Chidi people and the Ano people? Can some verbal promises of the Hansen Alliance become shields to resist the attack of the Chidi people? Watt never believed in those white people. For them, the Tenggery Grassland was not the focus of their interests. It would be a dream to make their soldiers bleed for the Luobei people.

Watt's excessive calm made Gas a little uneasy. His uncle-brother's pro-Western Xinjiang tendency made many military generals deeply dissatisfied, but they won a lot of support within the nobles. The damn Tanghe people exchanged their cheap goods for countless cattle, sheep and horses on the grassland, and their power was gradually immersed in every part of the tribe. This accumulated cultural infiltration made the entire Luobei nation gradually abandon everything that the nation had originally, and replaced it with the worship of Tanghehua. Such transformation was unacceptable to Gas.

But those short-sighted nobles seemed to not see this. They only had a lot of benefits and benefits brought by commercial trade, their lives were more abundant and luxurious, entertainment became more colorful, and the gold in their pockets was heavier, and everything else was not what they wanted to consider. Seeing that the customs of their clan were gradually fading away, and the things of the Tanghe people were filled in every corner of the grassland, from food, clothing, housing and transportation to language, culture and commercial entertainment, they were deeply imprinted by the Tanghe people. The hands and feet of the Xijiang people really reached into the grassland in just a few years. Gas knew that his nation did not have the unique digestive ability of the Tanghe people to accommodate and collect. He believed that he could only take some extreme methods to resist this erosion. Otherwise, what would the Luobei people become? Will he become the second Mot or Tubu people and become the vassal of the Xijiang people?

Fortunately, although many nobles support Watt, many oppose the army, especially now that the Eastern Expedition Army formed by the expedition to the west and the southern expeditions was once again defeated by the people of Western Xinjiang. The hatred towards the people of Tanghe should be stronger. In addition to the commander of the Grand Commander Gerile, one of the three commanders in the guards has clearly expressed their support for taking office as the chief of the Grand Chief. Of course, the price is that he will be the commander of the western expedition after he ascended the throne, and another one will be the commander of the western expedition.

The leader also expressed his intention to agree with his ascension. Was knew that the commander of the Guards had a poor prestige in the military and his position in the Guards was shaky, so he had to spend more time to win over the other three commanders under the Commanders. Now he finally had a stable position. As long as the guards stood on his side, and with the support of Miser and a group of noble veterans led by Botel, the position of this chief should be said to be a matter of being able to catch a turtle in a jar.

As the elders and nobles in the tent arrived one after another, the voices in the tent gradually became smaller. Everyone knew that things seemed to be time to unveil. Look at Gas's arrogance, then look at Wat's calmness, and the chiefs of the small tribe who were a little closed-edge seemed to feel that the battle for the chiefs was actually unfolding among the uncles and brothers. The others seemed to watch the battle with a sense of watching the excitement. The matter was not about themselves. No matter who took the position, they would guarantee that they were aristocrats who belonged to the royal family of the Qiuming tribe.

When a middle-aged man quietly climbed into the tent under the curtain, Gas did not notice that the man who followed several powerful noble elders came in silently. He was wearing a simple traditional Luobei robe, and his head seemed to be buried very low, and not many people noticed that he was coming.

Seeing that the seats in the big tent were basically full, especially the important positions in the first row or two were full. Mises and Doni and the nobles in charge of financial affairs, Botel, the nobles in charge of law and religious etiquette, were even more likely to sit in the main seat facing everyone. In addition to the golden tent throne above, the four seemed to be clearly divided into two factions, Mises and Botel were on the right, while Doni and Botel were on the left, which seemed to symbolize something.
Chapter completed!