"So what?" Zhu Xiuchang matched the folding fan with the appearance of a man and a woman sleeping in the neck, and beside it was the colorful words of Yang Chengzu’s seven crooked handwriting. This came when men and women were joking in the boudoir, who thought that the open princess actually took it in her hand?
"If the palace doesn’t come, who will stop you crazy women? Besides, let those officials bite if they want to. I don’t care!"
Outside the capital, the encirclement of Mongolian fighters has been initially completed. More and more tribes have come to meet with war benefits, and some tribes have not got anything. In front of Bodi Khan, they expressed their dissatisfaction and hoped that Khan could divide an area for himself so that he could make up for his losses.
After Mongolia’s continuous crackdown on its own disputes, it is not a problem to shout in front of the heads of various tribes, but to draw a knife and slash it.
Although Bodyhan has built a new Dabansheng City, it shows that this tribe is strong, but he still doesn’t have the strength of the various tribes to keep their word, and it is not possible to change the whole military account overnight. It seems to be a large vegetable market, and from time to time, people around him burst out swearing and pushed it, just fighting in the golden account.
Bodi Khan has no power to control these things. If he is a little cruel to anyone, maybe the tribe will leave and grab things from other places one day. What he wants to maintain now is a military situation and put enough pressure on them to bow their heads and negotiate on decency … The grassland has not talked about decency for many years.
A few leaders were crazy. After a noisy tent, he finally got a promise and bowed down and went out. Only Bodie and a Han man in a long gown were left in the tent. Even these leaders who love Mark were not clear about their identity, but the only thing they knew was that there was absolutely no hope for this Han man and his companions to fight in Gubeikou directly this time.
The materials obtained in the border areas where they ravaged were very limited, and the level of wealth in the hinterland areas was not at the same level. When they reached Miyun, although most people fled, the profits from the war were enough to ensure that this winter was better than a winter.
This Han Chinese and others have been purchasing furs by themselves for many years, and they are the god of wealth in the grassland. Without them, people can’t live well. Therefore, although he has no troops, everyone is polite enough to him, and some people generously invite him to his tent for a drink.
When there are two people left, Bodie patted the Han Chinese on the shoulder and took him to sit. "My friend, I don’t have to be at home in my tent. Whatever you want, I will tell you. Some people are said to have caught a few good families. Are you interested in choosing one? Or a lovely person as beautiful as a flower in our family can also give it to our distinguished guests. "
The Han Chinese smiled and waved his hand. "Sweat doesn’t have to be like this. It’s just an individual acting on the orders of my family. You need food, food and livestock. I hope that in the next five years, we won’t have to rest when there is a great need for war. You can also get the materials you need from the horse market. The most important thing is to keep the peace to keep the business road open. Everyone can make money from Gao Bilik …"
Bodie smiled nobly. "My friend, you can rest assured that the promise of grassland men is like the wind, and if you don’t come back to promise you things, you will definitely do it. The fighting of the Wuliangha tribe is getting worse and worse in Dalian. This time, he can’t send many troops, so it’s nothing worth meaning. However, the horse market trade is too cunning for you Han people. If we don’t want to do something, all the livestock in the grassland will become the profits of the Han people and our people will starve to death."
Nahan didn’t refute this statement, meaning that he replied with a smile, "It’s normal to sweat if the business is rewarded with sweat. If we mow the grass valley as we did in the past, our members are still willing to help us to carry on the transaction as usual, but we can’t sweat if there is no great change for five years like this. You must know that this time, our members need to smooth the beginning and end, and it will be very troublesome if we are not careful. We are your important partners and best friends. If we are affected, we will probably have some difficulties if we want to enter after sweating."
Bodie nodded. "Well, that’s settled then, but before the Great Emperor promised to release the frontier market, I want to let the idlers get addicted and take away as many people and money as possible. This requires a lot of help from your side. You Han people are too many and too cunning to find hidden gold and food."
"Great Khan, rest assured that our master has arranged special personnel to help you lead the way and is responsible for conveying money, food and materials, and some grassland objects. Our master can also trade with you to give you food, cloth, weapons and iron, but what do you need so much gunpowder for? It seems that your army is not a firearm owner. "
"It’s nothing but that Zhao needed some gunpowder. He just gave him gunpowder to make his tribe hungry and sweaty, but it’s not so stupid. If it’s inconvenient, forget it. What really matters is the Jiubian Qinwang Division. You must ensure that you hold off those troops. If they get there before us, my warriors and I will suffer great losses and our friendship will be over."
The Han Chinese smiled. "It’s not a problem for my family. Don’t worry, there won’t be border troops coming to Qin Wang before the specified date. Now this stage belongs to you and your warriors, but when can our master ask that person to be handed over?"
Chapter six hundred and twenty-six Missed
Bodie didn’t know why these Han people insisted on a military attache named Yang Chengzu rather than this time. Of course, it was to release the horse and restore the Central Plains grassland trade route in response to the state war, and it was also to want this Yang Chengzu head.
It seems to him that these Han people’s hand-eye influence goes deep into all walks of life, which can make their army advance smoothly and make the diligent border troops rush to the rescue when they can’t. Since they have such strong ability, they must insist on catching a military attache. Otherwise, why don’t we hire some people to cut him down?
For Mongolians, these abacus are too complicated and do not conform to their thinking habits. However, the grassland Han people have their own wisdom and care. Since these people want this person so much, this person can’t be handed over so easily, and it is necessary to exchange him for enough benefits to make delivery.
Distinguished guest: As far as I know, the man named Yang Chengzu doesn’t seem to have been caught yet, but I have ordered the heads of all tribes to cut off his head and give it to my guests once he is found.
The Han Chinese smiled. "Khan seems that the news we got is not quite the same. Yang Chengzu has fallen into the hands of Qi Mude, and his head is still in good shape. It seems that his neck has not been cut off. Of course, this is not a bad thing. I hope that Khan will hand over people to beheading. I will do this myself."
Yang Chengzu and Guo Jiujie didn’t expect the Mongolian fighters in that small village to persist for how long, and they couldn’t play anything in front of the Mongolian soldiers in the gatehouse. It took six or seven good archers to suppress all the young people in Zhuang and then they could break the door smoothly.
However, the Mongols don’t know what’s going on, but they haven’t attacked the village. The two men turned around the wall and didn’t see any clues. The heads of the families warmly invited them to dinner and patted their chests to ensure that even if the young people in this village poured their lives, they could ensure that these people were safe and then showed them a magic weapon and an escape tunnel.
According to the patriarch, the tunnel can lead directly to a dense forest behind the village, and then you can escape along the tunnel until it gets dark, and then you can escape to a famous mountain nearby. Although there are many Mongols, there is no possibility to go into the mountains to search for people. After hearing this, these people relaxed and ate something, and then they went to the tunnel.
But it didn’t take long to find that the root of the tunnel was a large cellar, and there was no road in front of it. When everyone turned around and wanted to go, they found that the entrance of the tunnel had been sealed and pushed improperly, and it was hard to open it. In front of them were dozens of Mongolian men with bows and arrows.
At this step, Guo Jiujie realized that she had been betrayed by the heads of the fathers, and a series of vicious curses came out of her mouth. The Mongolian officer who was plotting to raze the whole village sneered and said, "We have finished this work for you without any effort. There are no men in this village."
After going to Guo Jiujie and other talents, it was found that the body of the patriarch had been cut into two pieces, and there were more than a dozen dead bodies around the village. Obviously, the villagers were brought to the yard by Mongolian soldiers and then sentenced.
All the children, including babies, old people and men, were killed. In the room, women screamed or wailed and men laughed. Many soldiers lined up outside the room. Whenever a person came out with his robe in order, the man behind him would rush in at once.
In order to compete for a position or come first, some Mongolians tore up in the team and punched each other, tearing at their opponents’ bodies and hair and rolling up bursts of smoke.
The eyes of some Mongolian soldiers behind the platoon fell on Guo Jiujie, and the female soldiers around her happened to coincide. These soldiers surrounded Guo Jiujie, and the female soldiers around them realized that it was not good to rob the front of Miss Guo Jiujie, but Guo Jiujie was taller than this female guard. This kind of shielding significance is not obvious.
A few Mongolian soldiers seem to be unable to hold out their hands to touch Guo Jiujie’s face, while others touch the female soldiers’ chests. Although two women have kung fu, they can’t play martial arts with ropes, and the scene is not optimistic.
Fiercely, a soldier picked up the female soldier in a long way and walked to the next room, but then he felt a pain in his body, a staggered body and a hand fell to the side, and a young Han Chinese man had knocked him aside.
Yang Chengzu’s body was also tied firmly, and even the embroidered spring knife from the mouth blowing hair and sharp sword was handed over. As soon as he knocked down the Mongolian soldier himself, before he could fall to the ground, more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers came around and rained fists, while the knocked Mongolian soldier took out a knife and was about to be cut off.
A roaring sound of a whip whipped off the Mongolian soldier who raised a knife screamed and avoided the single knife in the whip’s hand, and the man who waved the whip and led the troops denounced "You pigs, who dare to hurt him? Mo Rigen ate you alive! I want women to line up by themselves! "
On hearing that all the Mongolian soldiers in Mo Rigen and Kedun had no courage, they ran back to their respective teams to queue up. Several soldiers helped Yang Chengzu up and tied Guo Jiujie and others into a string and marched to the outside of the village. A team of cavalry lined up outside the village. Each horse had a woman who couldn’t stop crying. It was probably from the village that she picked her eyes and left the village with a dead end.
The cart behind the horse was full of grain, tied up animals and live chickens, and the leading officer whipped Yang Chengzu. "Han people, we can’t wait to see you. Don’t try to play tricks, or we will trample you alive!"
These people are tied up and can’t walk fast. They stumble forward and stumble. Guo Jiujie Yang Chengzu is close by walking. "Yang Chengzu, let’s discuss something and find a chance to give me a chance. I can’t embarrass Wuding Houfu!"
"Stop dreaming. If I could kill you, I would have killed the Mongols. Don’t worry, let’s wait for the opportunity."
In this uneasy mood of unknown future fate, this group of people were escorted by this group of soldiers until they came to the front of the tall elephant, and then they met the captain named Mo Rigen and his lean guard.
Chapter six hundred and twenty-seven Duel
This Mongolian team has set up a simple camp according to the nomadic customs of the grassland. Someone lit a wok and cooked porridge.
The main dairy products in grassland are different and developed through looting. Soldiers have cooked sticky rice porridge, and some people have lit a fire to simply treat the captured animals and then roast them.
You can see the tall elephant from a long distance. When you get near, you will see the tents around you. The tent has different styles. The size of this tent can accommodate almost 50 people. The grassland is decorated with colorful silk and pearls. It is too extravagant to make such a tent. The dazzling light from the sun on the top of the tent symbolizes the prestige of the tent owner
Mo Rigen, tall as a bear, took his elite guard to form a circle in the center of this tent, and protected it inside. When he saw this group of people coming to Mo Rigen, he directly greeted them, and then he held out his huge hand and grabbed Guo Jiujie.
"Han Chinese woman! Haha, Wutu, you did a good job. This woman is mine, and the one next to her is mine. What else did his man bring? All cut! "
Yang Chengzu once again blocked Guo Jiujie’s front to protect her, but after being pushed by Mo Rigen’s hand, she was thrown to the side. When Guo Jiujie was ready to grind his teeth and rushed to the fire next to it, a maid in a tight Mongolian robe came out of the tent with a command of Kedun.
What is that string of Mongolian words? Yang Chengzu couldn’t understand it. It was Mo Rigen’s face that didn’t look as good as just now. Then he got up and took himself to the tent together with the female soldier Guo Jiujie.
This huge tent is covered with a thick scarlet carpet. If you step on it, it seems that you can’t feel the hard ground in the cotton pile. The tent decoration is more gorgeous than the outside. The four-walled colorful curtain and brocade screen are more luxurious than the furniture attendants, but there is a maid who is several or four times shorter.
A few short hours later, a beautiful woman wearing exquisite gauze, melon face, fox eyes and peach cheeks, wearing a hat with upturned eaves and spires, surrounded by tassels of agate, jade, coral and pearl, is not so much a shade as a kind of light clothing, but a lazy reclining chair with two slender white legs, and it seems that she doesn’t mind being exposed at any time.
See a line of people came in, she looked at Yang Chengzu a few words commanded to go to four maids and went out, and the woman looked at Yang Chengzu suddenly smiled and revealed a mouthful of Bei tooth. "Yang Chengzu couldn’t think of it. Isn’t it awesome when he was in Anlu? How does it feel to be a prisoner today? "