What a beautiful name for Tian Shanyu.

Once upon a time, Maodun thought so.

Yi Zhi thought to himself that if he wanted to be named Tian Shanyu, he would at least have to annex the celestial phenomena and the Nanfan.

However, it is not easy to defeat the big move.

The most important thing is Qin Mo.

Of course, Ashin is still a backbone person.

Compared to those cartilage, it is much more useful.

He was very satisfied.

"Asina is loyal. If one day Ben Shanyu becomes Tian Shanyu, then Asina is the most loyal servant under Ben Shanyu!" Yi Zhixie praised.

Ashinji hurriedly said, "Thank you, Shanyu for the praise."

"Get up, you are so outstanding, this Chanyu must reward you, just think...you are the master of the right people!" Yizhi said with a slight echo.

"I thank Shanyu!"

"Get up quickly. As long as you work hard, my Shanyu will never be stingy. The glory of the Asana clan will one day bloom in Beinu again..."

Before Yi Zhi finished speaking, he felt a pain in his neck. In a vague way, he seemed to hear a hidden weapon breaking through the air.

He suddenly looked at Ashinji, his eyes full of horror, and his right hand couldn't help but touch the stinging place.

It was fast, and in just two or three breaths, his eyes turned black and his body shook even more.

He wanted to call for help, but his throat seemed to be blocked.

Yi Zhixie tried his best to create some movement.

But the next second, his eyes turned dark and he lay on the table.

Silent.

There was no one else in the car except Asinaji.

It is a fact that Northwest slaves have no generals. It is because Northwest slaves are lucky to be able to reach today.

As soon as Qin Mo became the leader, all of these people were panicked.

A few years ago they were not generals, but were they generals a few years later?

Not that easy.

Ashin took a deep breath and carried Yi Zhi, who had died suddenly, to the side of the bedside, then opened the window and said to the driver of the horse: "Move slowly, Shanyu is asleep!"

Hearing this, the coachman quickly slowed down.

Ashin Ji knew very well that he had completed the organizational tasks and completed them successfully. At the beginning, he did not express his opinions easily.

Instead, when Yi Zhixie was forced to the corner of the wall, he stood up. Sure enough, Yi Zhixie easily agreed.

The withdrawal of troops at night was dark, which laid the foundation for this assassination.

He touched Yi Zhixie's body, touched the royal seal given by the big knot, and took away Yi Zhixie's treasure knife.

I wanted to chop Yi Zhi's head with one knife, but the blood would inevitably attract the attention of outsiders.

With these two things, it's enough.

Ashin Ji hurriedly got out of the car, secretly found the connector, and disappeared into the darkness.

He knew very well that his strength was far from being as terrifying as it was on the surface.

The Northwest slaves were infiltrated by the Dagan Spy War Department a few years ago, leaving Yi Zhixie to strategically capture Yuezhi and Dashi.

All of this is done in a very concealed manner.

At dawn, the convoy arrived at Da Tanzhou City.

The Minister of the Subu family stood outside the carriage and said respectfully: "Shanyu, Da Tanzhou City has arrived!"

More than 100,000 people were waiting for Yi Zhixie.

But there was no response for a long time.

Minister Lan whispered: "Are you too tired and sleeping?"

The Minister of the Subu nodded, then knocked on the door of the carriage, increasing the voice, "Shanyu, Da Tanzhou City has arrived!"

He shouted three times in a row, but no response.

At this moment, the Minister of the Subu family realized something was wrong, looked at the Lan family, then pushed open the door, and plucked up the courage to get in the car.

Looking at Yi Zhixie lying there, the Minister of the Subu family called out a few more words, but still did not respond.

The Lan family walked over and gently pushed Yizhixie.

Still no response.

He pretended to be brave enough to put his hand under Yi Zhi's slanted nose.

At that moment, the Minister of the Lan family was so scared that he exclaimed and sat down, "No, no, Shanyu, Shanyu... Something happened to Shanyu!"

One word stirs up a thousand waves.

The news of Yi Zhixie's sudden death spread quickly. At that moment, the army was as if struck by lightning.

Everyone is confused.

How is this possible? Shanyu has always been in good health. He was in his forties at that time. How could he die suddenly?

All the ministers gathered together, and the army entered the city, and they knelt on the side of the carriage.

It happened to be dawn, and the first ray of sunlight shone on Yi Zhixie's body.

Yi Zhi closed his eyes tightly, his face turned pale, but corpse spots appeared, and he had obviously been dead for a while.

Everyone knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

The Northwest slaves lost the Shanyu at this time, just like the wolf pack lost the wolf king.

How to defend against a strong enemy?

Smallpox is raging, and everyone feels unparalleled pressure.

Just as everyone was mourning, the Subu people said, "Last night, only Ashinaji got on the Shanyu's carriage. Come and call Ashinaji..."

Everyone also came to their senses, "Where has Ashina gone after death?"

Everyone glanced at the crowd, but did not find Ashinaji's figure.

After searching for a while, there was no sign of him.

At this moment, even their mentally retarded understood that Yi Zhixie's death had something to do with Ashinaji.

"Ah, damn Ashina traitor, I have said a long time ago, Ashina should not be trusted!" Subu was furious, "Go and arrest me of the Ashina people. I want to cut off all their flesh with one knife!"

However, it was too late. The core figure of Asina's family had long disappeared, and all the people left were shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Lan Shi couldn't stop trembling, "The inner ghost is not Yuezhi or Dashiren. The inner ghost is right beside us. Asanna assassinated Shanyu and escaped without a trace.

But we didn't realize that they were planning this very early."

Once the panic spreads, it will be difficult to curb.

On this day, Yi Zhi died in a slant, and the northwest slaves had no heads.

Fortunately, Yi Zhixie has four sons and two daughters, so he can support Zuo Xianwang, but the slaves in the northwest cannot be dispersed.

After finally calming everyone's emotions, he escorted Yi Zhixie's body away from Da Tanzhou City, but a worse news came.

The Huyan generals guarding the city of Moyan were assassinated, and the guardians of the other cities were also dead, and the sick were sick.

It seemed as if a pair of invisible big hands had stopped their throats.

Make it difficult for them to breathe.

Even when you go to bed at night, you have to have dozens of people guarding you.

People must taste the food and drink water first, and then they dare to speak out after making sure it is correct.

However, the pain came silently.

They first developed fever without signs, then they felt pain all over their bodies, vomited continuously, had difficulty breathing, and even had acneal necrosis in some people.

In just a few days, nearly half of the Northwest slave soldiers were infected with this terrible disease.
Chapter completed!