Miss Almighty

Chapter 173 Psychological Warfare (2)
"Yes, he will indeed not let you go." Temur pulled Zoligetu to force him to look at himself, "But what if there is an Usul tribe behind you? I think you should know that Lord Agula is here The Wusur tribe has a pivotal position, as long as he is willing to help you, you can survive."

Zhuoligetu's expression changed again, he hesitated for a moment, and he asked, "Then... how are you going to help me?"

Timur suddenly laughed. "So, have you decided to agree to my previous proposal?"

"I..." Zhuo Ligetu opened his mouth, and then said: "You first tell me how you are going to help me, what is your plan? You must not let Father Khan suspect me, otherwise, I would rather you Kill me now."

"Don't worry, Mr. Agula has already planned to assassinate Battelle on the battlefield and blame the Central Plains people. At that time, no one will doubt you, and you can also boost morale. And once Battelle dies, you will be the leader of the Tengger tribe." ,how?"

Zhuoligetu looked at him suspiciously. "You said before that Agula will help me inherit the throne of Khan, is that true?"

Timur laughed. "Of course it's true! As long as you agree, Master Agula will use his power to help you inherit the Khan throne."

"How do I know if you're lying to me?" Zhuo Ligetu looked suspiciously at Temur, "Why should Agula guarantee me that? He really has the strength to help me inherit the position of Khan?"

Temur stood up, the smile on his face faded little by little, and finally turned into a cold face, he looked at the embarrassed Zhuoligetu and sneered. "Look at you now, Zhuoligetu, do you think you have any other choice besides trusting us now? If you don't want to, even Master Agula can't help you." He regretted He sighed deeply, "People don't kill themselves, Zhuoligetu, you should think more about your future. Don't forget, your mother is from the Central Plains, your identity is subtle, and your elder brother wants to kill you , and your father Khan will never pass the seat to you, think about it, once he dies, what will your brother do to you?"

Temur shook his head again as he spoke, looking at Zoligetu sympathetically. "No, you can't wait for your father Khan to die, because if you refuse to cooperate with us, you will be sent to the battlefield tomorrow. Think about it." After finishing speaking, Temur turned to the guard in charge Zhuoligetu's soldiers said: "Keep an eye on him, no one is allowed to see him!"

"Yes." The soldier said concisely, with a mechanical and indifferent voice.

Temur snorted coldly, turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he stopped suddenly and said, "If you feel bored staying here, please help me treat the third prince well."

"Yes." At the same time as the soldier's indifferent voice fell, Zhuoligetu struggled hard.

Hearing the sound of Zhuoligetu, Temur sneered, opened the door curtain and walked out without looking back.

After a while, when he was far away, the soldier came to Zhuoligetu and helped him sit up, and then checked his wound.

"The wound is bleeding, and we need some medicine." Hei Lang, disguised as a soldier, took out a porcelain bottle and poured out the medicine powder inside, and spread it on Zhuoligetu's bleeding wound. As soon as the medicine powder was sprinkled on, the bleeding stopped.

Zhuo Ligetu looked at the bloody wound, gasped and praised: "Uncle, your medicine is really powerful."

"Why didn't you let me kill him?" Hei Lang asked coldly, his body full of murderous aura, and he managed to resist breaking Temur's neck just now.

Zhuo Ligetu pressed Hei Lang's trembling hand because he was too angry, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, if you do that, the pain I suffered before will be in vain."

"Then why did you show him the show?" Black Wolf asked, seeing Zhuoligetu's sudden change of expression, he continued: "Don't think I don't know, you were just acting on purpose."

"Uncle, I have to convince him that I am incompetent, and I can let him knead and control me. Only in this way can I have a chance to bite them back."

"You want to use Agula to get the position of Khan?" Hei Lang quickly understood the key point. He grabbed Zhuoligetu and said a little excitedly, "You can't inherit the position of Khan, I will take you away!"

"No! Uncle, I have a reason to stay."

Hei Lang was excited, his whole body was rolling with murderous aura. "What's the reason? The Fang family and the prairie people have a deep blood feud. What is the reason why you must stay? Is it because of the Khan position?"

"Yes, Uncle, you are right, I am indeed for the Khan position." Zhuo Ligetu said, seeing Hei Lang's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, he held Zhuo Ligetu and continued, "Uncle, Listen to me, I want to inherit the throne of Khan because I swore in front of my mother's corpse that I must inherit the throne of Khan, and then return all the pain that others have inflicted on us!"

"What do you mean?" Hei Lang's face became very ugly, "Someone bullied you on the grassland?"

Zhuoligetu laughed at himself. "It's not just bullying? It's just a matter of fighting for power and intrigue. Don't you understand, uncle? My mother is a woman who was snatched by my father. She has been carefully fighting for his favor in order to survive. If she was not proficient in medicine, I would have been killed Someone killed her in her stomach. In the following years, we have been living cautiously and trembling like walking on thin ice, but unfortunately, in the end, my mother was still killed by someone."

"What did you say? Your mother was killed by someone? Who was it?" Hei Lang grabbed Zhuoligetu angrily and asked.

Zhuoligetu gritted his teeth and said: "They are not one person, but many people, so I want to stay, I want to use Agula to help me become the Great Khan of the Tenge Tribe, and then take revenge one by one! So Battelle must die! His mother did a lot of harm to us back then."

"I'll help you kill him."

"No! Uncle, let Agula do it! If you want to take revenge, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

The black wolf hesitated, and Zhuoligetu kept looking at him pleadingly, and finally the black wolf gave in. "I promise you."

"Thank you, Uncle." Zhuo Ligetu smiled, "Uncle, you can tell Temur that I have figured it out."

Hei Lang nodded, turned and walked outside.

Dasheng Guancheng Tower, Ji Yue's lieutenant walked around quickly, and finally came to the door of a heavily guarded room. After reporting, the guard opened the door and let him in.

In the room, Rong Lie sat at the main seat, Ji Yue, Ji Teng, and He Lan Qianhua sat separately.

The lieutenant kneeled on one knee to salute. "My lord, the news came from the scouts in front just now. The ten coalition forces of the prairie people have developed a rift, and now they are doing their own thing. Because only the Usul tribe still has food, but they are only willing to share a small part of the food with the other nine. The tribe, now their relationship has become more and more tense."

(End of this chapter)