The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 240:

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"Who is Kulcha Inerji?"

"He is my biological uncle. His bloodline is purer than that of my father. My father is the son of a concubine, but he is the son of the mistress." He Lianzheng said, "But he has never complained for many years. , loyal to his father, who always felt that he was indebted to him, so after accepting the grant from King Shunyi from the court, he gave him the position of leader of the Golden Lion Clan. He also controlled 20,000 Golden Lions and horses, so Yin Er Apart from his father, the Ji family is the most powerful person."

"How much strength can you have now?"

“Many of Yin Erji’s most elite Golden Lion Battalion died on the battlefield in Dai Viet. Now the king’s army is less than 20,000, and the White Deer and Blue Bird each have 10,000. The key issue is that the Yin Erji clan cannot have another civil war, otherwise It will never recover from the fall, and the White Deer and Blue Bird will not participate in the Yinerji Civil War, which is equal to 20,000 for me and 20,000 for my uncle."

"It's really evenly matched." Feng Zhiwei sneered, "I don't understand. What good will it do to him to join this Golden Alliance and overthrow Yin Erji's rule?"

"Under my command, he will always be just an empty-headed clan leader. He controls the soldiers but cannot move them. Once I am expelled, he will be the veritable number one Yin Erji. The strength of both sides belongs to him alone. Even if the Jinpeng tribe is now If the situation is strong, he can still be ranked second, occupy a good pasture, and become the king in his own territory. Why not?"

"Good abacus, good abacus." Feng Zhiwei praised leisurely.

"Hongjile followed the other as expected." He Lianzheng smiled bitterly, "I originally planned to go back to the royal court to subdue my group of distant and near-branch brothers who were ready to move, and then have a good fight with the Jinpeng tribe, but now he has taken the lead. I came here to use the Golden Alliance, which has been dormant for thirty years, to conquer the enemy without a fight. Once I am deposed by the twelve masters, I will just wait and escape with my tail between my legs."

"I won't escape with you." Feng Zhiwei smiled slightly.

"I won't accompany you to escape." The eavesdropping party Peony Huaer appeared out of nowhere, "I will be the concubine of Hongjile Jinpeng. You can do whatever you want."

"Haha." He Lianzheng looked at this pair of "mother-in-law and daughter-in-law" with different styles but the same toughness. He suddenly felt that his mind was relaxed, and all his worries were swept away. He pulled his mother's horse with his left hand, and pulled his mother's horse with his right hand. Feng Zhiwei pointed the horse's reins at the front and said with a smile, "Why should his grandma run away? Just for this mother and this wife, He Zhengzheng has to climb to the Binggu River!"

Feng Zhi smiled slightly and looked up at the sky, as if he didn't hear anything.

Peony Huaer smiled happily, "Son! You finally have a conscience for once. It's not in vain that my mother killed you when you were a child..."

"Bang!"

The Queen Mother Peony was once again thrown into the mud by her son who had just expressed her filial piety...

On the banks of the Binggu River, there are twelve large golden-domed tents, surrounding the huge purple felt tent in the middle. There are blazing bonfires on all sides. Countless warriors holding long spears and short knives are roaming around to guard, and the security is tight.

This is a barren land on the grassland, a vacuum of power in the territory of the Twelve Tribes. Historically, the Twelve Tribes had to get together, but did not feel comfortable going to each other's territory to solve the problem, so it is here. Meet.

The snow outside the tent is covered with snow, and the frozen soil with no grass growing on it makes a thumping sound. The stove inside the tent is warm and melting like spring.

"I heard that Zadalan Yin'erji passed through Changshui last night." A thin old man leaned over and asked a white-faced man, "Hongjile, will anything happen?"

The white-faced man smiled coldly. This man's appearance was ordinary. His only eyes were shining brightly when they opened and closed, which made people feel awe-inspiring. It was the man who single-handedly caused thousands of Inerji soldiers to die on the battlefield and caused the death of Kuku Lao. Hongjile Motetu, the leader of the Jinpeng tribe who died suddenly.

In response to Kurcha Yin Erji's question, he simply said, "No matter how ferocious the young bird is, it can't compete with the goshawk that has been soaring in the sky."

There was a burst of understanding laughter in the tent.

"Such a young person, I'm afraid he will be frightened when he sees Wang Jun coming to pick him up!"

"He will definitely have to go around Binggu River."

"In this generation, the Erji family has no chance."

Kulcha Yin Erji was a little embarrassed and his face was not very good. Hongjile immediately said: "Yin Erji's generation is not successful. There are still heroes from the previous generation. Our Kulcha was Yin Erji back then. The most powerful warrior in the clan!"

Kulcha smiled sarcastically, wondering when had he ever been named the "No. 1 Warrior"? On the contrary, that woman Liu Mudan was dubbed the "No. 1 Fool".

"I wonder what kind of Princess Shengying the imperial court will marry to Zadalan this time." Suddenly someone said slowly and almost dreamily in a group of rough teasing laughter, "What kind of beauty will she be? Shengying... Shengying... it sounds really good."

"Kled!" Someone threw a roasted leg of lamb at him, "Just thinking without doing anything is not the true nature of a prairie man. With your reputation as the most beautiful man in the prairie, you are so heroic. If you fall in love with me, why don’t you quickly throw yourself into my arms?”

With a flick of his disgusted sleeve, he dropped the leg of lamb to the ground. The man in the red leather robe on the carpet sat up and frowned: "You are so dirty."

As soon as he sat up, his long hair fell down leisurely. It turned out to be extremely rare platinum hair. It truly shone like platinum in the firelight. However, the flowing moonlight-like hair color was not as charming as his eyes. Intoxicating, like a silver fox walking among thousands of miles of ice on the top of the mountain, rejuvenating thousands of miles away.

His slightly raised eyebrows looked like they were drawn with an ink pen. They could no longer increase or decrease in beautiful arcs. They were bright and charming on the crystal-like transparent skin.

Silver hair and red robe, infinitely brilliant.

"Let me tell you." He leisurely took the finger of a woman holding a pot beside him and played with it slowly, "I'm not interested in how you divide the territory. When the time comes, let me play with Princess Shengying. That’s it.”

"Sure!" Hongjile laughed, "I am a princess after all, so you can't play like you did before."

"Why not?" Kled blinked and said with a smile, "A woman from the Central Plains marries a chicken and a dog, and if she is really a great princess, do you think she will marry in the grassland? Don't worry, her identity is I will only follow Zadala. Zadala is not the king, so she is not the eldest concubine, not the eldest concubine. Why can't I play to death?"

Hongjile chuckled and said, "It's up to you, it's up to you." He glanced at Kled and didn't intend to argue with him. This kid was the youngest among the twelve leaders, but he was also the cunning and ruthless. It's spicy, he is really as cunning as a fox and as vicious as a snake. The son of a slave girl who was the last in the ranking eventually became the leader of the clan. In the process of becoming the leader of the clan, none of his parents, brothers, sisters and sisters... could survive.