As far as she knows, there are 17 tribes in Xianbei. But these seventeen clans did not communicate with each other in appearance. Some of them were still enemies, and old and dead did not communicate with each other.

How come we are herding together in the North today? Did she hear something wrong? Can't we have omissions?

"There's something wrong with the seventeen people asking for advice, the Regent." All the officials in the court were still surprised. Xiao Chen, the first prime minister on the left, frowned and watched the moon sink.

Although Xiao Chen is a man of Yelu Ji, he is absolutely good at the government of the dynasty. Ryukyu can't see it. Ouyang Yufei is not a man who doesn't know the goods. He has protected him for a long time.

Therefore, Xiao Chen is still the prime minister. He doesn't know what means Ouyang Yufei secretly used to make him so obedient.

After listening to the words, Ryukyu pondered for a moment. She also knew that there was something wrong with people who were old and dead and didn't communicate with each other.

What's more, the seventeen ethnic groups of Xianbei are distributed in the Mohe County grassland, which is north of the border between Xiongnu and their northern herdsmen.

"Xuan." After pondering for a moment, Ryukyu said in a deep voice.

"The 17 xuanxianbei people have come to see you." The herald officer quickly retreated, and one after another outside the hall immediately spread out far away.

The spring is bright, and the flying dust palace is shining with gold. It is solemn and dignified.

The figures outside the hall shook, and the seventeen Xianbei ethnic groups came in turn.

A small braid, a broad robe, seventeen men of five big and three thick, who looked extremely rough, strode up to the hall.

Without making a sound, the situation has been taken away.

That share of rough and domineering, fruit is rare.

There are only 17 people in the area, which gives a feeling that a hundred people and a thousand people can't match.

Ryukyu's eyes are a little deep.

I heard earlier that the seventeen ethnic groups of Xianbei are the most unspeakable force on the grassland.

Xianbei people are brave and good at fighting. They may be still on the Huns and Northern herdsmen, but their territory is far inferior to that of northern herdsmen and Huns.