I really became a king.

Chapter 403

However, Jiang Yi shot out ten streams of light with his index finger. The lights disappeared as soon as they were shot out, and when they reappeared, they were already above the heads of hundreds of Khorhan people who were leading horses.

Seeing this scene, the eight banner leaders and Korhan chieftains present all had solemn expressions, because they had no idea how to grasp these ten streams of light, which meant that if Prince Yi wanted to, he could appear on their foreheads at any time without anyone noticing.

After falling off his horse, the Korhan could still practice, but it was as if he was under some kind of curse and could only exert half of his strength.

In the grassland where the strong prey on the weak, they can only become the most vulnerable group, and be enslaved and slaughtered at will.

Just like these upstarts of the Eight Banners present here, judging from their cultivation alone, many of them are genuine martial arts masters, especially the eight banner masters and others, who are all at the sixth and seventh levels of martial arts, but unfortunately they can only display half of their abilities.

This is also one of the reasons why Jiang Yi dared to walk into this dangerous place alone. It would be difficult for these Khorhan people to keep the three of them.

"Is that a flying sword?" Su Moer's eyes lit up.

"If Su Moer likes it, I will give you a few to play with later..." Jiang Yi said.

"Okay, I'll keep my word." Unexpectedly, Su Moer did not refuse.

"Okay, okay." Looking at the petite little figure with white teeth, Jiang Yi found it more and more attractive.

Su Moer felt a little embarrassed and annoyed by being looked at, and thought that the rumors outside were indeed true. This Prince Yi was a lecher at heart, and the problem was that he didn't know how to avoid suspicion at all.

"Ahem..." Dong Chengyang next to him couldn't stand it anymore and spoke out to remind him.

Jiang Yi then smiled and looked towards the racecourse several dozen meters away. On the racecourse, ten streams of light were slowly circling above the heads of hundreds of Khorhan people.

After observation, Jiang Yi had already selected ten people. He no longer hesitated. With a thought, a warm crystal jade shot out from each of the ten flying swords and sank into the foreheads of the ten people.

Then, ten flying swords leaped lightly and instantly appeared in front of Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi waved his hand and the sword disk disappeared into his body.

The ten people who were chosen all looked at a loss, as if they didn't know what to do next.

"What are you still standing there for? Quickly concentrate and comprehend!"

Gulun, the leader of the Bordered Yellow Banner, shouted, and immediately woke the ten people up from their "helplessness". They closed their eyes and began to comprehend.

Jiang Yi looked at the ten selected people thoughtfully, smiled, and reached out to touch the teacup but found it empty. Then he remembered that the only teacup on the table had been put away by Su Moer.

But he was not annoyed. He flipped his hand and a jade pot with emerald green color appeared in his hand. He put a small pinch of Four Seasons Tea in it and Ziyou Fulong refilled it with hot water.

Suddenly a strong and unique tea aroma floated in the entire tent. Most people on the prairie are tea lovers. After smelling the tea, they swallowed subconsciously.

"Good tea!" Gulun, the leader of the Bordered Yellow Banner and the most mature and steady of the eight leaders, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Jiang Yi put the teapot to his lips and took a sip, then raised his hand to signal, "If there is a chance in the future, Gulun Banner Master may as well come to Kongtong and sit down. I will bring out better tea."

Gulun smiled and said nothing, but looked at the ten people in the racecourse.

Soon, in the blink of an eye, the ten people had absorbed the contents of the jade slip and opened their eyes at the same time.

His eyes were bright, no longer dull and lifeless as before, and he looked completely different.

As if they had sensed something, the war horses around the ten people kept tapping their hooves, as if they were expecting something.

However, the ten people did not make any move, but just stood there quietly. The other Korhan people around them had automatically dispersed to the side, leaving most of the racecourse to them.

"What are you still standing there for? Get on your horse!" Helian, leader of the Zhenghong Banner, couldn't wait any longer and his breathing became rapid.

After receiving the order, the ten Khorhan people who had absorbed the jade slips of power transmission turned their attention to the war horses beside them, and then without any hesitation, they jumped lightly and got on the horse's back.

The moment the ten men jumped onto their horses, Jiang Yi couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. These might be the real Khorhan people. No wonder the entire prairie was trying so hard to suppress the Khorhan people.

The ten Korhan men who rode on horseback instantly became more imposing, and their entire bodies revealed a kind of bravery that came from their bones. The most important thing was that their cultivation strength instantly increased by almost double. With the combat power they could exert now, even among these new chieftains on the scene, they could be ranked in the upper middle level.

The ten men mounted their horses and stood there motionless, but Jiang Yi could feel their excitement and eagerness to try.

Jiang Yi smiled indifferently, stood up and said, "You should have a lot of things to discuss next, so I won't stay here any longer."

After saying this, he walked out without waiting for the new nobles of the Eight Banners of Korhan to say anything, and none of them spoke to try to keep him.

However, Jiang Yi walked a few steps and then stopped, pointing to the way he came, and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Su Moer to lead the way. I'm afraid I can't find the way out."

Su Moer turned her head and looked away, but Gulun, the leader of the Bordered Yellow Banner, stood up and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has come all the way here, so I will certainly not let you lose your way back."

After saying that, he clapped his hands, and an exit appeared on the east side of the tent.

Jiang Yi nodded, said nothing, and walked out.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

The voices of the new nobles of the Eight Banners, such as Gulun, came from behind, but they were unusually stiff. Jiang Yi raised his hand and waved backwards, then disappeared at the exit.

I originally thought it would be another winding path, but unexpectedly what appeared in front of me was a straight alley.

The two sides of the alley were filled with Korhan people, all silently watching Jiang Yi and the other two slowly walk by. After the three of them walked by, the straight alley behind them disappeared, replaced by various tattered tents.

When Jiang Yi and the other two appeared on the noisy market street again, they couldn't help but look back, but there was nothing unusual about the shantytown behind them.

"Your Highness, these Khorhan people may be difficult to control." Dong Chengyang frowned and whispered.

“Hehe…” Jiang Yi smiled and said, “That’s because they haven’t seen blood. When they bleed and it hurts, they will naturally behave themselves.”

Dong Chengyang stopped talking after hearing this, Jiang Yi continued: "Don't worry, I won't let them step past the Demon Realm."

After Jiang Yi left, the atmosphere in the entire racecourse became lively. The upstarts of the Eight Banners watched with their own eyes as the ten men rode freely on horseback. With the combination of man and horse, their fighting power increased explosively.

But then they fell into loss. It was then they understood why Jiang Yi dared to so confidently pass on the lost secret technique to the ten Khorhan people, because this secret technique can only be understood but not explained in words.

They tried every possible way, but the ten people who received the inheritance could not describe anything.

"We might as well agree to Prince Yi first. Once we have enough Korhan cavalry, we can plan to establish our own regime!" Helian, the leader of the Zhenghong Banner, said harshly.

"I'm afraid that Prince Yi will have a backup plan..." Gulun hesitated.

"Whether we have a backup plan or not, we have no other choice but to agree to Prince Yi first, and then seek independence when we have the strength!" said Eye, the leader of the Bordered Blue Banner.

"Yes, as long as we have hundreds of thousands of Korhan cavalry in our hands, we will not be afraid of the threat from Prince Yi, and we will have the capital to roam the prairie." Kulon, the leader of the Bordered White Banner, also spoke up.

Gulun wanted to say that it was inappropriate, but after seeing the fierce expressions of the new nobles of the Eight Banners present, he knew that it was useless to say more, so he nodded and said: "Then I will find a chance to meet Prince Yi again tomorrow. Remember, keep a low profile!"

The rest of the new nobles of the Eight Banners all nodded in agreement, but their eyes were a little vague.

Su Moer beside him sighed: "Did you see what method he used?"

No one could answer her, because according to Prince Yi, he could instantly restore the ancestral bloodline of hundreds of thousands of Khorhan people and regain the glory of the cavalry.

"I think it's better not to act rashly before we figure out the other party's cards clearly..." Su Moer hesitated, thinking of Jiang Yi's calm expression.

She always felt that Prince Yi was not so easy to use, and if things went wrong Korhan would suffer a great loss.

But she also understood that she had no influence on these new nobles of the Eight Banners. Her eyes were filled with worry. Thinking of what the other party had said, she vaguely felt that something big might happen at tomorrow's horse herding meeting.

(End of this chapter)