The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

Chapter 316 Rokubu

Jiang Fan nodded upon hearing this.

"Let's go together! So that we can have someone to look after us..."

It was the idea of ​​Beimeng State Master and Dora Yue'er to contact the tribes along the way, and Jiang Fan also felt it was necessary.

After all, if Dora Yue'er wants to regain the throne, she still needs support. Otherwise, even if she solves the problem of Ji Keli, she will not be able to regain the throne without support.

Dora Yueer chose several tribes that were friendly to her to lobby, but she was not sure whether she would succeed.

After all, she is now like a lost dog, without any strength to compete with Ji Keli. The only thing she can show off is her identity as a princess.

But at this time, her identity as a princess may not necessarily be an advantage for her. After all, who would be willing to take the risk to fight against Jikeli?

Jiang Fan was well aware of this, and it was extremely difficult for Dora Yue'er to persuade those tribes to help.

However, Jiang Fan thought it might not be a bad idea to give it a try. Although he was not completely sure, he still had some confidence that he could convince some of the tribes.

Dora Yue'er showed joy on her face when she heard this, and the Northern Mongolian State Master nodded slightly.

Everyone began to pack up the camp and head down the mountain before it got dark. They didn't have any war horses, so they had to walk entirely.

After all, the environment in the Kurdish Mountains is harsh and war horses cannot pass through at all.

When we were almost at the foot of the mountain, it was not completely dark yet, and with the reflection of the snow, visibility was not low.

Just like that, when everyone arrived at the bank of the Luoku River, it was just getting dark, and a round of moonlight shone down from the sky, illuminating the road very clearly.

We walked along the Luoku River for about two hours and saw rows of tents in front of us. That was where the Luoku tribe lived.

Because they live by the water and are close to the Kurdish Mountains, the Luoku tribe is one of the few tribes in the grassland that has not migrated.

As for other tribes that rely on water for survival, they will migrate to ensure the continuation of the tribe.

Standing on one of the hills, looking from afar and counting the tents in front of us, there are countless of them.

The population of the Roku tribe is about 10,000 people. The continuous tents on the shore of Roku look very spectacular.

The team stopped at a valley several miles outside the tribe, ready to provide support at any time. Dora Yue'er had no idea what the leader of the Roku tribe was thinking.

If a situation really occurs, the large group of people here will evacuate immediately and reunite at the designated location.

Jiang Fan followed Dora Yue'er, Beimeng National Master and Zhong Ling to the tribe. For them, it was not difficult to enter the tribe. Even if they encountered special circumstances, they could evacuate in a short time.

Under the leadership of the Northern Mongolian National Master, everyone sneaked into the tribe under the cover of night, and Dora Yue'er quickly found the leader's tent.

Compared to the tents of others, the leader's tent was obviously much larger, and there were many other tents guarding it.

At this time, converted into modern time, it was around nine o'clock, and most of the tents had turned off the lights and rested. However, there was a light in the leader's tent.

Although there were guards around, they were not numerous. It might also be because they had been peaceful for too long, so their vigilance was obviously not high.

The State Master of Beimeng avoided the guards and came to a place not far from the king's tent. Looking at the king's tent in front of her, she frowned with a strange look in her eyes.

Jiang Fan was slightly surprised when he saw her expression. Master Beimeng did not say much and took the three of them to sneak to the corner outside the tent.

At this time, the sound of several people talking came from the tent. One of the young voices said angrily:

"Father, the Tande tribe is too arrogant and overbearing. They even want to annex our Luoku tribe. They have given us a deadline of tomorrow to join their Tande tribe, otherwise, they will make us move out of the Luoku River. How can we survive if we leave the Luoku River?"

"Yes, father, our ancestors have lived here for countless years. How can we just move away? As for joining their Tande tribe, why? Is it because they are the most supportive of Jikeli?"

"Father, if it doesn't work, we can just go to war with them. The worst that can happen is that we will die!"

"Yes, if we go to war with them, we will die anyway. They are forcing us like this, do they really think we dare not resist?"

Angry voices rose and fell in the tent, from at least seven or eight people.

At this time, a steady and somewhat tired voice sounded.

"What can we do if we resist? Our entire tribe only has more than 10,000 people, while the Tande tribe has more than 20,000 people, among which there are more than 10,000 warriors who can fight. We only have a little over 5,000 people who can fight."

"Besides, if we go to war with them, do you think Ji Keli will let us go? The end result is that our entire tribe will be slaughtered by Ji Keli."

"Since they want the fertile land of the Luoku River, let's give it to them. We will move to other places. It will be difficult to survive if we leave here, but it is better than staying here and being exterminated."

After the voice finished speaking, countless unwilling voices suddenly rang out in the tent. But everyone finally sighed, seemingly full of helplessness.

Jiang Fan couldn't quite understand the conversation because they were speaking Northern Mongolian. Although Jiang Fan had asked Dora Yue'er to teach him, he could only understand a few words.

Dora Yue'er was very considerate. Every time the people inside said something, she translated it for Jiang Fan, so that Jiang Fan could understand clearly what was happening inside.

After Jiang Fan figured out the situation, the corners of his mouth curled up. He finally understood why Dora Yue'er chose the Roku tribe.

The Roku tribe was ostracized by Jikeli because of their loyalty to the former royal family. Now, Jikeli obviously wants to eliminate them.

The Tande tribe is the knife in Jikeli's hand. If the Roku tribe resists, it will definitely be completely wiped out.

They arrived at the right time. Dora Yue'er and Beimeng National Master nodded and walked towards the tent in front.

When the guards in front of the tent saw the four people, they wanted to react instantly, but before they could react, Beimeng's National Master raised his hand and waved it lightly, instantly immobilizing the two people.

The four of them ignored the guards and walked straight in, just as they entered the tent.

The people inside noticed the uninvited guests and they all drew their scimitars at their waists, looking at the four people with vigilance.

When they saw the four people coming in, they were slightly stunned. One of them, a sturdy man who looked to be about fifty years old, even exclaimed:

"Princess Dora, is that you?"

His eyes were slightly red, and there was a sense of uncertainty in his gaze.