The devil is coming

Chapter 382 Send troops!
Yu Minren was the name of this old man, and Xuehai Customs held a grand funeral for him.
In fact, from Zheng Fan's point of view, when he issued the order for "a rich burial", he was impressed by the old man's character and temper, and he wanted to give the sword master face.
Sword Master is many levels higher than Chen Daxia, but the two have many similarities. From the perspective of "licking honest people", there is no essential difference between Juggernaut and Chen Daxia.
Du Juan dared to entrust her child to the Sword Master before she died, and the Sword Master took the enemy's son out of the siege. This character was truly unparalleled.
Therefore, if you give this kind of person a few bowls of water, he will definitely give you a waterfall in the future. It is really a sure-fire business.
But after the matter was ordered to be taken over by the blind man,
Things suddenly deviated from Zheng Fan's original vision.
This is not just a rich burial;
But a real grand funeral!
Up and down Xueguan, all the soldiers from the Jin region tied white cloth on their arms. Two thousand cavalry opened the way and escorted the coffin for burial.
For this reason, very urgent projects were even stopped so that ordinary people could gather together to watch the ceremony.
Everything about the funeral followed the customs of Jin. Regarding the details, the blind man personally asked the elderly among the people and tried to be as meticulous as possible.
Therefore,
After standing on the city wall to watch the ceremony,
Only then did the sword master let go of his crutch and bowed to Zheng Fan.
He was grateful for Zheng Fan's courtesy to his ancestor, and at the same time, he was also grateful for Zheng Fan's kindness to Yu Huaping.
Uncle Zheng didn't show off or show off.
He just said calmly:
"This is what I should do."
After the Sword Master left, Zheng Fan stood alone on the city wall, rubbing his palms on the wall stacks, feeling the temperature of the city wall, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart,
The Juggernaut really doesn't understand politics.
for a while,
After a busy day, the blind man walked up this section of the city wall and came behind Zheng Fan.
Without looking back, I knew who it was by the sound of footsteps.
Siniang is the one who is attacked by the fragrance before she arrives.
Liang Cheng walked squarely, Fan Li walked very heavily, Xue San walked very lightly, and A Ming's boots made a clear sound.
Only the blind man,
I also carry that relaxed and carefree feeling when I walk.
"Things went well." Zheng Fan said.
Although he had some hindsight, Zheng Fan still clearly understood the blind man's intention of "managing things wildly".
The person buried was Zongzheng of the Yu family.
The old man pointed out the two silver-armored guards of Qian Kingdom.
Then he calmly begged for a knife to die.
The whole thing happened in full view of everyone.
Although Uncle Zheng cut off the man's head personally, it was also to satisfy the old man's thoughts;
The old man's approach was undoubtedly positive. He affirmed Uncle Hirano's contribution in the battle of Xuehaiguan, which was equivalent to affirming the contribution of the surrendered troops from Jin who accompanied Uncle Zheng to defend Xueguan. .
This is an affirmation that comes from the positive;
At the same time, the funeral was for a Jin person. The old man had a noble status. No matter how the Yu family fell into decline in recent years, he was indeed one of the most noble people in the three Jin lands.
Hold a funeral for a Jin person, have soldiers from Jin come out to pay homage, and attract people who are basically Jin people to watch;
This is a huge political show that can strengthen the morale of the military and at the same time win over a lot of people's hearts.
After all, even if it is said to be true, Zheng Fan is also a "Yan", a general of the Yan people, and a Pingye Bo personally conferred by the Emperor of Yan. The essence of his position as an invader and outsider, as well as the class antagonism in peaceful times, It is difficult to completely erase.
Since it can't be completely erased, then find a way to dilute it.
The basic base of warlords has never come from the respect and appreciation of the imperial court. Any center with a normal mind will be extremely resistant and repulsive to warlords and feudal towns.
The central government's pursuit of centralization is an instinct, and the vassal's pursuit of autonomy is also an instinct. There may be a tacit understanding between the instincts for a period of time because of mutual needs, but in the end it is an irreconcilable contradiction.
Therefore, from Zheng Fan's point of view, seizing the time to win people's hearts is the most important thing.
It is best to do it so that you are an official of the Yan people, but you can be regarded as one of their own by the Jin people.
The blind man thought of this and did it.
"Lord, one thing is to satisfy those who need it and satisfy ourselves. This is true mutual benefit."
Zheng Fan shook his head and said:
"I'm not that pretentious yet. What you did is right."
Incorporating funerals into political effects to make the best use of things is indeed a kind of blasphemy to the use of the dead, but at least the living people are actually satisfied.
Uncle Zheng is not a morally obsessive person, and at the same time, he is not ungrateful either.
The blind man walked to Zheng Fan's side and said: "My lord, my subordinates and Siniang have calculated it together. Our goods are quite sufficient. The problem of military pay is not big, but the supply of grain, grass and other materials, even if we include Yingdu's We will have a very tight time this winter as well.”
Tightness is actually a normal state, especially after the war, life everywhere will inevitably be very tight.
If people can avoid starving to death, the herdsmen can actually govern well.
But Xue Guan's pursuit is higher, and after many tossings, if it is just to ensure that the soldiers and civilians under the rule do not starve to death, then it is too dreamless.
“At the same time, until winter begins, and even during winter, it is expected that refugees will continue to come closer to us in search of a living. We will naturally accept them, but the food and grass load will be even greater.
This year is bound to be the most difficult year. Our plan is to complete the city defense before winter and at the same time settle more than [-]% of the people under the rule.
Then, in winter, we can spare our manpower to build our own workshops, warm up our own caravans, and put the system originally built in Shengle City back into operation.
When caravans come into close contact, the problem of shortage of food and various supplies will be greatly solved. "
Because you don't have to use gold and silver to trade, you can convert it into food and required supplies to "barter", so that those caravans can spontaneously become your supply transport team.
Gold and silver are good things, but they cannot be eaten or used to forge weapons at critical moments.
In fact, this situation already existed when we were in Shengle City before, but after moving all of a sudden, the originally functioning system needs to be rebuilt, and this takes time.
Simultaneously,
If there is no war between Yan State and Chu State Qian State again, the activity of trade will be opened up again.
All in all, after overcoming this year's difficulties, Xue Customs can enter a stage of healthy development in the future.
"For food, we can borrow it from our neighbors. Just as we imagined before, you and Liang Cheng can prepare the barbarian army with some snacks.
Our neighbor savage friends are hospitable and will never let us go hungry. "
"I feel the same way, Lord."
Zheng Fan turned around and looked at the blind man and said:
"Do you have anything else to say?"
"No more, Lord, you can go back and have a good rest."
This surprised Zheng Fan. Fan Li and Liang Cheng both advanced, but the blind man did not want to advance.
However, the blind man always acted calmly, so Zheng Fan didn't say anything more. He went down from the tower and returned to the house where he temporarily lived.
Seeing that Zheng Fan was back, Keshi took the initiative to fetch foot-washing water and help Uncle Zheng wash his feet.
It can be clearly felt that Keshi is making progress, because when she washes her feet, she also adds foot massage.
I don’t know where she learned it from, but she does it in a very orderly manner.
This woman's original life should have been to take care of her husband and raise her children in her husband's family, which was relatively well-off, until she grew old. However, after the war broke up her family, she had to break away from her original life and began to fight for the survival of herself and her children. .
"Has Si Niang come back?"
"Replying to my uncle, my wife sent someone back to say that the accounting office is busy today and she won't come back to rest in the evening."
Zheng Fan nodded,
for a while,
Road:
"All right."
"Yes, uncle."
Keshi helped Zheng Fan wipe his feet.
Zheng Fan walked back to the bedroom alone and lay down.
At this time, his mind was quite ethereal. There was no sadness or joy at all. He slowly closed his eyes and maintained this state of mind for a period of time. His breathing began to gradually become steady.
After reaching the realm of a sixth-grade warrior, the circulation of qi and blood can be more closely related to one's own body. To a certain extent, sleep and trance can almost be switched equally.
An obvious advantage of this is that as long as you don't have too many distracting thoughts in your mind, the problem of insomnia is almost non-existent.
After Zheng Fan entered the bedroom, Hakka brought hot water into her room. After pouring the hot water into the tub, she took off her clothes and started taking a bath.
She wiped her body with her hands, feeling the smoothness on her body, which looked very sacred and solemn.
There is no joy like normal people taking a bath, but instead there is a solemnity like before going to the execution ground.
Yes,
It was really the execution ground.
She was a widow and was lucky enough to be able to stay with Uncle Hirano as a maid, but what she wanted was more than just a maid.
It is precisely because she has experienced days of upheaval and panic that she is more urgent to seize all the opportunities in front of her.
She believed that Uncle Hirano was interested in her. She believed in her appearance and her body.
Otherwise, when the savages attacked the city, there were so many refugees on the street, including many women. Why did Uncle Hirano look at me differently?
I still remember when I took the initiative to rub Hirano's hand with my chest. Hirano's reaction at that time, looking back now, was really interesting.
Thinking of this,
A smile appeared on Keshi's lips.
At that time, I was actually really open-minded, and I was a little bold enough to deliberately tease the man in front of me.
But this time...
Keshi took a deep breath,
She was very afraid of Si Niang,
I'm really, really scared,
She knew that she was no match for that woman.
People inside the house call her Madam, but people outside call her Mr. Feng.
This is a woman who can do great things for her uncle. Therefore, she is more powerful than all the female relatives in the inner house, and her status is more unshakable.
But, today is a good opportunity.
She must seize this opportunity and make herself a member of her uncle's room.
Even if she is just a concubine, even if she has no status, she is willing to do so. After all, this is a kind of guarantee!
For this reason, she was willing to bear the consequences of that woman knowing about it.
"Whoa..."
Keshi got out of the tub and put on a black skirt.
Subsequently,
She opened the door and came out.
There is a corridor between the front house and the back house, which is actually not that far away, because this is only the uncle's temporary residence, and he will move here after the Hirano uncle's house is built.
The weather was getting hot, and even at night, it was still a little stuffy, but Keshi felt very cool.
just,
Keshi walked and walked,
Go, go, go,
The road that originally only took a moment to walk was actually not able to be walked by Keshi.
At first, because she had too many thoughts in her heart, she didn't notice anything unusual, but slowly, she realized something was wrong. Why hadn't she walked out of the corridor yet?
Keshi calmed down and continued walking forward, but the corridor seemed to have become too far away, and he still couldn't get out.
Keshi was a little surprised.
He turned around and wanted to walk back, but his feet were a little sore when he reached it, but he still couldn't walk out.
Before she got married, she had heard her grandmother talk about ghosts breaking into the wall, which meant that if a person entered it, he would not be able to get out, unless he waited for dawn.
But this is where Mr. Hirano lives.
Keshi felt that even if there were evil spirits in this world,
You don't dare to let evil spirits run wild here, right?
The old people once said that the butcher can restrain evil spirits because his body is stained with blood, so the butcher cannot get close to him. How many lives must be stained on Uncle Hirano's body, how dare those evil spirits dare?
However, what Keshi didn’t know was that,
Just on the steps outside the cloister,
There was a baby with empty eyes standing, and behind this baby, there was another baby wearing crotchless pants crawling towards here, but he did not dare to go down the steps, so he could only turn his body sideways, lower his lower body, and then Use your little feet to slowly touch the next step.
What Keshi didn’t know even more was that,
Uncle Hirano’s house,
the most,
That's evil.
A charming smile appeared on the corner of Mowan's mouth.
Everyone has auras emitted from their bodies, and since Magic Pill is a soul body, it is naturally particularly sensitive to these auras.
When Mr. Ke was taking a bath earlier,
Mo Wan, who was taking care of his children in the back house, smelled a strong breath of the revival of spring.
Speaking from the bottom of my heart and not talking about external interference, in fact, every son does not want his father to find a stepmother for him.
Once upon a time, Mowan came forward to stop Siniang from trying to get close to her father.
It's just that my father is so shameless.
He actually threw himself out beforehand!
Gradually, Magic Pill acquiesced.
In any case, Siniang is also one of the demon kings and cannot accept it, but she is still psychologically comfortable after all.
But what is this woman?
How dare she try to put her dirty paws into her father's bed?
presumptuous!
Bold!
Madness!
I don't think about it!
Just walk around here until dawn, wearing nothing underneath, you deserve to catch a cold.
Magic Pill turned around,
at this time,
Little Marquis has almost succeeded in descending the steps.
Mowan walked over, directly picked up the young marquis, and walked back to the bedroom.
From an outsider’s perspective,
It's like the little Marquis is floating in the air,
He seemed to want to play outside for a while longer, kicking his little legs in protest from time to time.
then,
A stone flies away,
"Clap clap clap!"
He slapped the little Marquis's ass several times.
The young Marquis stopped resisting immediately.
He just put his fingers into his mouth and sucked them miserably.
.........
"Ugh."
Xue San walked into a secret room while stretching.
Here, the guards are tight. When Xue San comes in, every guard stationed here will salute Xue San respectfully, and no one dares to ask about the injury on Xue San's face.
This place is Xue San's lair. In jargon, it's a devil's cave.
Xue San had personally trained a group of people to serve as spies to spy on the military during wartime. On weekdays, he monitored the surrounding areas, which was equivalent to the military commander of this era.
It's just that in terms of size, it cannot be compared with the Secret Intelligence Department of the Yan Kingdom and the Silver Armored Guards of the Qian Kingdom, but in the future, who knows?
Xue San didn't want to come today, but he couldn't sleep at night, so he came over to take a look.
Who knew that as soon as he entered the cell, he saw one of his men squatting next to the older woman, his hands roaming around the woman's body with an evil smile on his face.
"Third Master."
"Third Master."
The call from outside made the man stand up, face Xue San, straighten his back and shout:
"Third Master."
Xue San pointed at him and said:
"Don't stop, keep going, keep going."
"No, Third Master, this subordinate is asking a question. This silver-armored guard has a very strict manner of speaking. I feel that I will never be able to speak without being punished."
"Oh? I'm asking, are you comfortable?"
"No, no, Third Master, I..."
"It's okay, it's okay. What are you doing in such a panic? They are just two silver-armored guards. In the Qian Kingdom, they are naturally famous and no one dares to provoke them.
But this is Yan Tu, this is Xue Customs, this is our territory, we can’t tolerate them being wild and arrogant, right? "
"Yes, yes, it's Third Master."
"Brothers are also lonely. It is actually right for them to have fun."
"Thank you, Third Master. Thank you, Third Master."
Xue San continued to smile at him,
Then he said to the other subordinates around him:
"Take him!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
Several men around him immediately stepped forward and detained the man who had been guarding the silver armor with thin hands.
"Third Master, Third Master, what's going on, Third Master, Third Master?"
"Haha. I miss women. It's not that there are no red tents in the city. The ladies in the red tents are still waiting for you to take the money to open a business.
It really doesn't work. There are so many homeless people outside. It's easy to marry someone else's girl, as long as you can afford food and drink for their family.
But she, and she, these two people, you know who they are, right?
It is true that she is a silver-armored guard, but she is a woman given to our uncle by Qian Guo. Although it is impossible for him to accept them, and he will not accept them, they have actually been marked with his mark. "
Xue San waved his hand,
continued:
"First castrate, then chop off the hands and feet and feed them to dogs."
"Yes."
"Yes."
“No, Third Master, Third Master, Third Master, please give me another chance, Third Master, Third Master, Third Master, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh chance”
Xue San turned his back, took out a mint leaf from the box, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.
"Don't blame me for being cruel. People like this who can't even control their own hands and feet will only kill everyone when they go on missions in the future.
When you pull him out later, don't let the blood rush out. I'll sleep here tonight because the smell of blood makes me sleep soundly. "
.........
The next day,
While eating breakfast, Zheng Fan clearly noticed something was wrong with Hakka.
"what happened?"
"If you tell me uncle, it's okay."
"Your voice is hoarse? Are you catching a cold?"
"Maybe I slept too cool last night."
"Go to the pharmacy to see the doctor later."
"Thank you for your concern, uncle."
"Ah."
Zheng Fan took a fried dough stick and was tearing it apart to dip into the soy milk, when he noticed Fan Li coming in a hurry:
"My lord, something happened outside Beicheng."
"North City?"
Beicheng faces the snowfield, what will happen?
Zheng Fan didn't care to continue eating fried dough sticks and got up directly and left the mansion with Fan Li.
After riding Pixiu out of the north city gate, not long after, we arrived at an area less than five miles away from the north city wall of Xueguan Pass.
There are already many Snow Customs cavalry cruising around.
Here, there are probably hundreds of corpses dressed in Jin costumes stacked high and neatly.
The bottom layers are of men, the middle are of women, and the top are the bones of children.
From small to large, the walls were built in the shape of a pyramid.
It was probably the Sentinel Cavalry who was patrolling out of the city this morning who discovered this situation and reported it to his superiors.
Just at this time, Liang Cheng came back from riding horses from the north. Next to Liang Cheng, there was Xue San, who was also riding a horse.
When Liang Cheng rode up to him, Zheng Fan lowered his voice and asked directly:
"What's going on? Didn't I tell you to pause the arrangements?
Even if you have to arrange it, just make a little show, killing so many people just to frame it? "
Liang Cheng immediately understood what the master meant and immediately explained:
"My Lord, this matter has nothing to do with my subordinates. It was not done by my subordinates."
Xue Sanze responded:
"My lord, these people are not from our Snow Customs. Look at their clothes. Although they are Jin people's clothes, they are basically in dilapidated condition. I think they must have escaped from the snowfield.
Specifically, my subordinate has sent people to inquire about a small savage tribe nearby. There is a downline that my subordinate has developed recently, and they should be able to get information. "
Zheng Fan nodded after hearing this.
Although the main force of the savages who entered the customs were basically buried in the Shan Dynasty, most of the large number of people and property that the savages robbed in the early days had actually been escorted back to the snow plains by the savages before Uncle Zheng attacked the snow customs and closed it.
Therefore, there were a large number of Jin slaves on the snowy plains at this time.
Just as Xue Sanchi said, these piled up corpses should be those Jin people who were previously kidnapped and returned to the snowy plains.
I didn't have to wait long, because the small tribe of savages was nearby, and this time it was not just the informant, but also the leader of the small tribe.
Obviously, the informant in the tribe who contacted Xue San should also have been arranged by the tribe leader.
This small tribe is called Hailan tribe, with a population of only one or two thousand, and is adjacent to the Xueguan Customs line.
Because it is too close to Xueguan, this tribe is most afraid of it, so the leader will use the method of "informant" to maintain contact with the Yan people in Xueguan.
But this time, he must have known that something serious was going on, so he came here in person instead of just asking an informant to pass on the message.
"The leader of the Hailan tribe, Hailan Yanggu, has met Uncle Zheng. Uncle Zheng is blessed with good health and longevity, and is blessed by the stars."
Zheng Fan was still riding on Pi Xiu. After the other party saluted him, he lowered his head slightly, and then pointed at the corpses of Jin people that had been built up.
asked:
"Who killed it?"
Zheng Fan asked very directly.
"In reply to Uncle Zheng, it was the Naiman tribe who killed him last night. They also built this pile of corpses."
"Naiman tribe?"
Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes and said:
"Sounds familiar."
"Replying to my uncle, the leader of the Naiman tribe is the Naiman King who was conferred by the Yan Kingdom. He is..."
"Snapped!"
Zheng Fan, who was sitting on the Pixiu, heard this and whipped down his whip, hitting the face of the leader of Hailanyanggu tribe, and a blood mark immediately appeared on his face.
Hailan Yanggu didn't dare to complain or even cry out for pain. He just immediately knelt down and kowtowed continuously, shouting at the same time:
"The Naiman tribe was originally a medium-sized tribe in the snowy plains, with a population of more than [-] and nearly [-] string-controlling men. Recently, due to the continuous annexation of several tribal warriors and the loss of tribes in Jin, the power of the tribe has expanded rapidly.
These Jin slaves, no, these Jin people, escaped from the Naiman tribe last night. They wanted to escape back to Xueguan, but they were caught up by the Naiman tribe's cavalry and shot here. "
"Then why are they standing up?" Zheng Fan asked.
Naiman tribe, if nothing else, when the alliance was formed here to declare peace, the leader of the Naiman tribe should have been present, so I had an impression of the name of this tribe.
"The prince of the Naiman tribe wants to build a Jingguan here to show slaves who dare to escape in the future what will happen if they escape."
"Oh, is it for slaves?"
"Yes, yes uncle."
"Snapped!"
Zheng Fan whipped down the whip again, hitting Hailan Yanggu's body.
Hailan Yanggu's body trembled,
He gritted his teeth and didn't dare to scream.
"Tell me again, who is this for?"
Zheng Fan didn't wait for Hailan Yanggu's answer.
Directly said in a deep voice:
“This is obviously for Xue Customs, it’s obviously for Uncle Ben, and it’s obviously for Dayan!
OK,
Uncle Ben didn't bother him,
He actually dared to slap his nose in front of Uncle Ben!
lifeless things,
I really think this uncle is made of clay! "
said,
Zheng Fan pointed directly at Hailanyang Valley and said:
"Send a message to all the tribes in the snow plains on behalf of my uncle. The Naiman tribe has offended the majesty of the Yan Dynasty, and they must be punished. Dayan's iron cavalry will be out in the near future, and they will flatten the Naiman tribe. Their tribes will be annihilated, and the chickens and dogs will not be killed." Keep!
All tribes in the snowy plains, those who dare to help the barbarian tribe will be deemed to be guilty of the same crime! "
.........
"General, is the Snow Customs in front of you? It's really majestic, no less than the Tumancheng." Brother Ke Yandong said with emotion.
Next to Brother Ke Yandong, he is good at metal skills.
"Young Patriarch, this is Xueguan, but Xueguan is very big. You see, from this mountain range to that mountain range, there are many fire forts and fortresses, all of which are part of the Xueguan city defense system.
The place where a lot of construction work is going on is residential buildings.
The tribe of the young patriarch will also be properly settled. Our uncle has prepared enough tents. We will give you some time to wait until winter comes. Our uncle guarantees that the young patriarch and your tribe will be able to move into the house. Abandon. "
"Hahaha."
Brother Ke Yandong laughed,
Road:
"Brother Jin Shuke, you must have stayed in Yandi for a long time. Have you forgotten? Why do we barbarians think that living in a tent is an injustice?"
Jinshu Ke heard this and immediately laughed.
But they both laughed and laughed together,
Jin Shuke's laughter stopped abruptly.
front,
A figure appeared speeding towards him.
Although he is wearing ordinary armor,
But what he was riding on was no ordinary war horse.
Brother Ke Yandong also saw the person who was speeding towards him.
Pointing forward,
Regarding the metal skills around you, you can say:
"Then he's riding a brave beast, right? Can your Snow Customs even afford a sentinel ride so extravagantly? Hahahaha, can I also beg one to come and ride it?"
Jinshu didn't take what Brother Ke Yandong said.
Just turn over and dismount.
Kneel down on the ground,
"I will finally meet Uncle Hirano!"
"..." Brother Ke Yandong.
The visitor was none other than Zheng Fan, who was riding a Pixiu. In the entire Snow Customs, Uncle Zheng was the only one who was qualified to ride this Pixiu.
Without the slightest mental preparation, Brother Ke Yandong really didn't expect that his tribe had not yet entered the Snow Customs, and he could actually see Uncle Hirano like this.
For a moment, Brother Ke Yandong once again recalled the fear of being dominated by Marquis Jingnan that day in the military stronghold.
His biological father and a group of elders are now serving as personal guards around Marquis Jingnan!
"Bang!"
Young Master Keyan was in a panic and fell off his horse. Then, regardless of the pain, he immediately knelt down towards Zheng Fan:
"Young chief of the Keyan tribe, Brother Ke Yandong, please see Uncle Pingye. Wish you all the best for Uncle Pingye!"
The Ke Yan tribe warriors around Brother Ke Yandong and the nearby tribesmen were stunned for a moment when they saw this, and then followed their young clan leader and knelt down in front of the visitor.
"Are you Brother Ke Yandong?"
Zheng Fan asked, holding a riding whip and pointing at the kneeling man in front of him.
"Yes, the untouchable is Brother Ke Yandong. The untouchable is frightened. It should be the untouchable who led the tribe into the Snow Customs and then knelt down in the city to greet you. How dare you bother the uncle to come out to greet you in person? It is really a shame for all the untouchables and Keyan's tribe. All the people..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
"Yes Yes Yes Yes."
"Brother Ke Yandong, I, in the name of His Majesty the Commander-in-Chief of Xue Customs, personally conferred the title of Earl of Pingye, order you to immediately mobilize our warriors to be at my disposal."
"Yes, Brother Ke Yandong accepts the order. Everyone in Ke Yan's department is willing to die for my uncle!"
Brother Ke Yandong immediately ordered his men around him to summon the adult male warriors of the tribe immediately without any mistakes.
At this time, Jin Shuke, who had already stood up, deliberately walked to Zheng Fan Pai Xiu, raised his head and asked Zheng Fan:
"Uncle, is this what you want?"
In fact, this is why Jin Shuke wanted to show off his relationship with Ye Bo on purpose in front of Brother Keyandong and the Keyan tribe.
After all, everyone is barbarian. Although they are not from the same tribe, they are all fellow villagers in different places, so Jin Shu wants them to see the privilege and closeness of his uncle to the former celebrity.
how to say,
It was simply a carbon copy of what Zheng Fan looked like when he was in front of Jingnan Marquis.
When Jin Shuke asked this question, Brother Ke Yandong also pricked up his ears and listened. Before his tribe entered the Snow Customs, Uncle Hirano rode over to mobilize troops. Who was he going to fight?
After assigning Brother Ke Yandong and seeing that Brother Ke Yandong was very obedient, Zheng Fan also became amiable when faced with Jin Shuke's question.
He pointed to the north,
Road:
"There is a little child in the north who is disobedient and needs to be spanked."
At the same time, Zheng Fan seemed to know that Brother Ke Yandong was also listening, and Zheng Fan said seriously:
"Let Uncle Ben see if the barbarian cavalry can deal with the savages."
Brother Ke Yandong immediately hit his chest and shouted:
"The warriors of Keyan will never let you down, uncle!"
Zheng Fan smiled and said:
“It’s a mule or a horse, we have to take it out for a walk;
If Keyan's tribe can fight well, I will give you cattle, sheep and wine, and your treatment in the future will be the same as that of a regular army under my command;
If the majestic barbarian cavalry can't even deal with the savage tribe, then get out of there as soon as possible. "
"Please don't worry uncle, we will fight to the death!"
Brother Ke Yandong issued a military order. As a barbarian, Jin Shuke also knelt down with Brother Ke Yandong. After all, this was related to the status of soldiers and horses with barbarian elements in the Snow Customs in the future.
"Okay, I hope you and other good people will use their lives to show their majesty.
To know,
At the beginning,
But the eldest prince wanted to kneel down in front of Ben Bo and begged and begged so hard that Ben Bo had no choice but to agree to accept his dowry.But if you yourself are useless, don’t blame me for not showing favor to the eldest prince!After all, my snow customs is definitely not a place to collect waste! "
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