Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 574 - 105: Capturing Three Kings, Destroying Four Nations (Part 3)
Capture three kings and destroy four nations.
A powerful Eastern nomadic tribe called the Torgut tribe surged forward triumphantly. In just a few months, they conquered four countries in succession, even capturing three kings alive. Just one more, and they could have a mahjong table.
All of a sudden, more than half of the kings of this land were gone, all captured by the Eastern nomads.
And at some point, Hegel’s figure had already departed.
The Assyrian Gulf.
This land once had a country too, but it soon perished.
At this time, a mighty nomadic cavalry appeared on the horizon, followed by troops from all directions gathering here one after another. As far as the eye could see, there were nomadic tents everywhere, and among them, the most luxurious golden tent was located in the southwest, looking like a mobile palace, luxurious and magnificent.
"Over there is the golden tent of Khan Chahatai."
Borkele pointed to the distant golden tent, respectfully addressing the man beside him: "He conquered five small neighboring countries and fought against the Undead Legion in the Gata region."
"With mixed victories and defeats."
This name made Duncan thoughtful.
He raised his whip, saying, "Let’s go. Let’s meet him."
During this period, there were no major battles, and Duncan, with slightly minimal effort, had captured three kings, destroyed four countries, and earned five or six points of Legendary Level, calculated together. These small countries on this land had a population of only a few million, with many following a tribal system.
Behind him, a few dozen Divine Favor Khan’s Personal Guard protected him on either side, their sharp eyes watching others.
In the distance, the nomads seemed to have heard the commotion, and soon someone came to lead them to the golden tent. Compared to Duncan’s ordinary entourage, Khan Chahatai, who had arrived earlier, was much more imposing. He didn’t even ride a horse, instead sitting directly in a magnificent golden carriage that looked like the emperor of the Eastern countries, his aura completely overshadowing the other steppe Khans.
They have truly thrived.
As the first nomadic tribe to attack Europe and Central Asia, the regions conquered by Khan Chahatai were very rich.
It’s said that he also took in several of the queens of various kings, up to more than a hundred of them.
Duncan has now completely replaced Khan Kelie, becoming the leader commanding the Torgut tribe. The steppe culture involves multiple tribes annexing each other. After conquering the subcontinent, whether proactively joining or being passively annexed, all other nomadic tribes have become part of the Torgut tribe.
The Torgut tribe now boasts a population of hundreds of thousands.
In front of the golden tent.
Duncan unexpectedly saw a row of imprisoned captives. He turned and asked, "What’s this for?"
Behind him, Borkele whispered, "Showing off military power!"
"These are royal and noble captives from other tribes, some of them even kings."
Understood.
Showing off that they conquered several countries, right?
We’re all fighting against small countries with populations of hundreds of thousands to millions; there’s actually nothing much to boast about. If Duncan were to bring over all the tribal chieftains of the subcontinent’s indigenous tribes, this place wouldn’t be able to hold them all.
"Go."
"Bring over the three kings we just captured too. No need to lock them up; just arrange them outside."
Speaking of captives, what a coincidence, Duncan had just captured three kings.
At this moment.
A loud eagle’s cry echoed.
As group after group arrived at the golden tent, many tribal leaders of the steppe nomads also gathered. After Duncan entered, he looked up and saw a robust middle-aged man. This should be the most powerful steppe tribal leader.
The haven was pressured to act, as over hundreds of years, nomads were beginning to show signs of Mongolization.
An upgraded version of the Huns.
The steppe conference had not yet started, and it was already in chaos inside, because Khan Chahatai placed his seat at the center, resembling the throne of an emperor, to showcase his power and wealth.
Duncan was seated at the right corner, and Borkele wanted to draw his blade after seeing this, but Duncan stopped him with a look.
According to steppe rules, in such a situation where there is a dispute and no clear hierarchy, a fight is the ultimate solution.
"Are you a Northern Barbarian?"
The other party’s tone was filled with distrust, looking down at Duncan, saying in a deep voice: "Where is Khan Kelie? Why isn’t he here?"
Duncan calmly met the other’s gaze, saying lightly, "I am now the Khan of the Torgut tribe."
"As for Khan Kelie."
"He has decided to retire honorably, enjoying his old age as a king in Tnor."
Duncan ascended too quickly.
Combined with his identity, even with the favor of the divine, he was still excluded by other steppe leaders. His leadership of the Torgut tribe in coming here most likely aimed to get a share of the pie. They did not consider themselves defeated by the Undead Legion, merely suffering a small strategic setback.
If sitting down to negotiate could solve things, the steppe wouldn’t be in such chaos.
Duncan coldly observed everything, finally leaving early when the conference ended. The steppe tribes had too many voices; only when they had one voice would the great expedition truly begin.
"Summon the troops."
"There is a hard battle to fight next."
Duncan’s gaze was icy. The divine’s power would not easily act within the steppe; they would likely have to fight each other in earnest.
Currently, there are more than a dozen Eastern nomadic tribes, with a bunch of Khans, the largest leading hundreds of thousands of people, and the smallest leading only tens of thousands. Duncan doesn’t have many competitors. Judging by how he was snubbed today, they would find a reason to declare war on the Torgut tribe in at most half a month.
Sure enough!
Soon, a storm of public opinion rose among the steppe nomads, focusing on Duncan’s identity as an outsider. They claimed he was not of nomadic descent but came from the Northern Barbarian Race, and even with divine favor, he could not become the leader of the steppe.
Whether one can be the Khan depends not on identity but on beating all other tribes into submission.
Subsequently, the news that Khan Kelie was imprisoned by Duncan also spread.
No chance for Duncan to explain, nor did he need to explain. A few days later, the leaders of the other steppe tribes united to prepare to send troops to annex the Torgut tribe.
Here they come.
This battle could not be avoided. Whoever wins will become the heavenly Khan of the steppe.
Torgut tribe VS the tribes of the Steppe. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
A civil war erupted instantly.
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