Wang Kang has never fought against the Inzadalan tribe. Knowing the background of this tribe, Wang Kang should be able to solve the problem smoothly when Anani comes back.

But this seems to make them think they are afraid and are very dishonest.

Especially Sorkin has been imprisoned by himself.

All these news were sent back by Li Ping, and they began to take some containment measures against the Fuyang Caravan...

"As far as I have learned, He Liancheng, the second leader of your Zhadalan tribe, is coming to make trouble before my coronation. You should know what the consequences are."

"No."

Sorkin shook his head and said, "No need to make trouble. Your coronation ceremony will never go smoothly. You have already put too many taboos. I have said a long time ago that the prairie king who is not recognized by the prophet is not orthodox!"

"Although the prophet has become a thing of the past, the prophet will definitely appear in the most dangerous times. You don't know how appealing the prophet is!"

"Yeah?"

Wang Kang said lightly: "Then I will let you see, I am the King of Grassland, the real King of Grassland!"

"Young Master, it's time for you to start preparing."

At this time, Zhou Qing came in to report.

"Take him away."

Wang Kang gave an order, and then walked out of the yurt. There were many ceremonies to hold a crown, and he also needed to be prepared.

However, Wang Kang arranged everything to be simple and just go through the motions...

Time passed little by little, and it also came to the right time for the ceremony.

Everything has been arranged.

Below the platform, there were already people standing. They were all leaders of various tribes and now they are subordinate to them...

At this moment, Wang Kang walked out.

He did not have a special outfit. According to normal rituals, he should wear the grassland costumes.

But Wang Kang really didn't like it, so he just kept it simple. What dares others say?

He came to this position and fought all the way, suppressing everything with his might...

From outside, Wang Kang was no different from usual, but when he came out, the whole field was silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him!

It’s been a long time since!

Finally someone has truly achieved the unification of the grassland, and this person is still a foreigner!

But no one dared to object!

Although he was a foreigner, he used his killing and proved that he finally achieved the name of Mangus and resounded throughout the grassland!

He is worthy of the King of Grassland!

This process is cruel, causing death to be unknown!

Looking around.

Even Wang Kang's state of mind could not help but fluctuate at this moment.

Finally got to this point!

How many people have he done, what he has never done in his life.

Only he knows how much he has paid in this process!

Standing on the top of the grassland with bones.

At this moment.

The soldiers who died in battle under his command appeared in his mind, including those enemies, Maodun, Wu Liang, Uppa, Wu Ji... too many!

The war is over.

The grasslands are unified and there will be no disputes from now on.

And the significance of this to him is also extraordinary!

In the vast grassland, there are so many warriors and resources, and they can be allocated at will when they need it!

Why did it come to this point?

Wang Kang was also a little confused.

This was not what I originally thought, but it was time, under inertia, pushing him forward step by step...

Wang Kang took a deep breath and was about to speak, then he was slightly stunned and looked to the west...

"Tait!"

The dense sound of horse treading came from far to near, causing the entire ground to tremble!

At this moment, everyone turned to look!

You can see a large number of black cavalry appearing in the eyes, which is more than just a thousand troops!

Their war horses are black, and their clothes are also black, like a black torrent.

There was a riot in the originally quiet field. Because the arrival was not good, what was the intention of a large army coming at this time?

No need to think about it at all!

"Who is it? Who is here?"

"Zhadalan Tribe?"

"They have such elite cavalry soldiers?"

"It's definitely not the Zhadalan tribe. The entire grassland has been pacified, and there is no such armed force anymore!"

"No, there are... and there are some ancient tribes in the west of the grassland!"

"Black war horses, black armor, they are..."

Hearing this, everyone looked shocked and could not express their words!

Someone already knows their identity!

"I'm so angry, they're here!"

Sorkin murmured: "Whenever the grassland encounters great danger, the prophet will appear. He will lead the grassland guardians to expel foreign enemies!"

"Foreign people who are the king of grasslands will definitely be tolerated by the laws of nature!"

"It's over, Wang Kang is over!"

Sanamo's face also changed drastically, and the thing he was most worried about was that...

On the grassland, there is a group of tribes passed down from the oldest. They have the most powerful warriors. They are the guardians of the grassland and the most believers in prophets...

They will all be accompanied by the prophet, that is, the prophet appears!

It's not that they are very powerful.

It is the prophet's appeal that can awaken the deepest faith of the grassland people!

This kind of power can overthrow all rule in an instant!

Although many people are now dependent on Wang Kang's killing, as long as the prophet appears and a call is called, many people will definitely rebel!

They can die for the sake of the prophet!

This is why it is said that the grassland king who has not been recognized by the prophets is not orthodox!

Because at any time, there is a possibility of being overthrown!

The riots throughout the field gradually expanded, and it was obvious that many people thought of this.

"Master, a large number of troops came from the west. The number of people is still uncertain, but they are coming in full force!"

"Master, the last general is willing to lead his army to resist and destroy them all!"

"Mr. Mangus!"

The ceremony could no longer continue, and this sudden change disrupted all deployments, and then many people came to ask for instructions.

At this time, Wang Kang raised his hand.

After all, he was a killer and his power was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. This action temporarily suppressed the riot.

"The one who came should be the prairie prophet!"

"Prairie Prophet?"

Saying it out of Wang Kang makes everyone more certain.

Some people's heart that had been silent for a long time began to be upset...

"Tell Sanar, tell his subordinates to be stable, tell Batu, and make his subordinates safe... You are also alert, mainly to control the Hu soldiers, and do not intend to act chaotic, stop immediately, and kill them directly without mercy!"

Wang Kang gave the order calmly.

"What should we do with the army coming? What should we do with the prairie predecessor?"

"Yes, if we control the situation all, we will be powerless to stop it."

Many people are anxious.

The Hu soldiers here exceeded the number of Wang Kang's army.

If they riot, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"They don't have to worry about it."
Chapter completed!