Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 563 - 102: Holy Sanctuary Shattered! Slaughtering the Gods! (Part 2)

Chapter 563: Chapter 102: Holy Sanctuary Shattered! Slaughtering the Gods! (Part 2)

From now on, he is also one of the Khans of the nomads.

He is someone who cannot be subordinated to others.

Duncan could have plundered directly, but he chose the most peaceful way to exchange, as Khan Kree would clearly understand his intentions.

The tent fell into a deathly silence.

Outside, cheers erupted repeatedly, for Duncan had ordered a fifth of the spoils to be distributed to the nomads of the entire Torghut tribe, another portion to the elite grassland warriors who followed him, and the largest share to Khan Kree. As for himself, he took nothing.

All he wanted was this grassland cavalry, the Torghut Khan’s Personal Guard.

Before him, Khan Kree pondered for a long time, finally raising his head without answering Duncan, instead looking at his elder son Bokree, who was guarding Duncan’s side. With an incredulous expression, he asked, "And you?"

"Bokree? My son."

"Will you also follow him to leave and establish a new tribe?"

The people around were shocked, and Kree Khan’s other sons were incredulous, knowing the eldest son’s inheritance rights were paramount.

Bokree was a burly grassland warrior who did not hesitate, firmly stating, "I am now the Khan’s Personal Guard of the leader, and I am willing to follow him and leave."

His words signified a willingness to abandon everything here, to give up the tribal inheritance rights.

He was confident that following Duncan would bring him more in the future.

Duncan not only took his Khan’s guards but also lured away one of his most valued sons, no, two sons, for behind the Khan’s Personal Guard was his son with a concubine, ranked sixteenth.

Finally, Khan Kree sighed, saying, "Then go."

The eagle from the grasslands will never be confined to one place.

From today onward, the Torghut tribe will always be your allies, but I have one condition.

Duncan slowly said, "Please speak."

Khan Kree gazed at the man before him and solemnly said, "You must marry one of my daughters, even if she becomes a concubine."

"I will marry off the tribe’s two most beautiful maidens as a dowry."

His eldest daughters were married; the daughter eligible to marry Duncan was currently eleven years old, so he needed to select the maidens for the dowry.

The significance of this was not the people, but the blood alliance through marriage.

Duncan slowly nodded, understanding the rules of the grasslands.

As the two leaders settled everything, the entire Torghut tribe soon erupted in cheers.

Gleya stood at the back of the crowd, witnessing this man transform from having nothing to becoming one of the grassland tribal leaders in just half a month.

His generosity was so much that he almost did not seem mortal, even she herself was almost overwhelmed by the gold.

No more waiting!

Waiting would leave me without even a sip of soup.

The night deepened.

Gleya carefully dressed up, and after the celebration ended, she quietly sneaked into Duncan’s tent. The Khan’s Personal Guard outside glanced at her and then looked away, as everyone silently acknowledged the enchanting sorceress as Duncan’s concubine.

A whiff of wine hit her as soon as Gleya entered the tent, where she was instantly seized by the waist and stripped naked. Though she was a powerful sorceress, at this moment she seemed like a shivering lamb, letting the man holding her hands mold her delicate body.

Gleya took a deep breath and silently cast a physical enhancement spell on herself, readying herself to face the storm and being lifted single-handedly into midair.

The night swiftly passed.

At dawn the next day, Duncan assembled his elite cavalry, also informing Khan Kree to head southwest, creating an impression of wanting to conquer the allies of the Aztecs first. He himself led 800 elites, executing a thousand-mile raid to assault the Aztec capital in one swift stroke.

The enemies here were too weak!

Duncan now understood why, in the Root World, the Spaniards could conquer the Inca Empire with a mere 168 men and destroy the Aztec Empire with 600 men. Although supported by favorable circumstances and strategic cunning, it also proved they were indeed indigenous civilizations.

One must know that during that era, the weapons were matchlock guns, with mediocre power, and the combat strength of the entire Indian civilization was only fit to fight the Dark Ages’ indigenous people.

Mongolian Grassland Warriors versus Native American Indigenous People.

Duncan wondered how he could even lose.

He personally led the grassland Khan’s Personal Guard in a thousand-mile raid, each man mounted with two horses, traversing the vast plains of the subcontinent. Near the Picano River, they encountered a force coming to aid the allies, Duncan’s presence projecting an air of divine descent. The 800 cavalry charged fiercely, crushing the enemy’s force of 10 to 20 thousand in a single assault. After slaying the opposing general on the field, the fleeing natives filled the mountains.

Meanwhile, Khan Kree also brought good news, the Torghut tribe’s warriors dispersed in battle, quickly conquering the surrounding tribes.

people overcame 30,000 troops.

The next day.

Inside Aztec Kingdom territory, Duncan split his troops into two, capturing the Picano River’s ferry. Bokree led 200 cavalry to decimate thousands of enemies, collapsing a force attempting to support nearby allies.

Until this point, Aztec King Montechma I hurriedly realized the enemy had invaded their kingdom’s heartland.

A large number of lower-class civilians defected during the battle, Duncan’s forces grew stronger, and with the vassal army he gathered, his troops expanded from 800 to over 10,000, although this multitude was largely lower-class and their combat abilities were mostly just at the level of cheering.