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Chapter 160 Hana's Trick
Hana came out to sit in the tent drinking some wine, looking at Minmin Timur in front of him: "It's a pity that your elder brother died."

"I want revenge."

"I'll help you with a plan when I'm free." Hana swallowed the beef, "It's definitely useful."

With the exquisite Mongolian knife in his hand, he cut off another piece of oily and tender meat from the roasted calf, closed his eyes and bit it down, and said with a satisfied smile: "It's really fragrant, when the group of Han people are wiped out, all the beauties, cattle and sheep in the world will be gone!" is ours."

The young general Battelle beside him said: "It's all over the Central Plains, lead the troops to the south, the women in the south of the Yangtze River are water spirits."

The girl standing in front of Hana, seeing that Hana did not mention her brother's death, looked at Hana with a pair of watery eyes: "Master Wanhu, what should I do with my brother's hatred, I can't wait."

"Your brother died in Shanxi, and it was the Ming prince who was the culprit. My scouts in Gansu learned that he was in Daying. Han people have loved beautiful women since ancient times. Get close to him and get rid of him."

A cold light flashed in Hana's eyes.

"Understood." The girl nodded.

"From today onwards, you are no longer Wang Baobao's younger sister Minmin Timur, but you are Na Ren, a helpless woman in the grassland."

"Na Ren?"

"Na Ren, this is what the Han people mean by the sun. The sun and the moon are bright. The Han people pay special attention to these terms, understand. If your identity is exposed, you can say that you are Na Ren."

"why?"

"You are Na Ren, a girl from the grassland. They will not kill you if they catch you, but you are Wang Baobao's younger sister. Xu Da will not let you go if he dies."

Min Min Timur nodded, remembering what Hana said.

When Hana was an official on Taiping Road, he liked the cultural etiquette of the Han people very much, so he specially studied it.

Han people value friendship, don't kill people randomly, and love to be particular.

"Remember, Na Ren, just kill that Ming prince directly to avenge my eldest brother."

"It's a bit difficult for you to kill him, you have to seduce him. Xu Da and Chang Yuchun beside him have killed countless soldiers of mine. If you charge hard, you and I are no match for them."

Hana Chu was driven out from Gansu by Chang Yuchun, Xu Da's army was unstoppable, this was what he feared the most.

"Masters Wanhu can escape from the hands of the Emperor Ming, I'm afraid they will do something to those reckless men." The young general Bei Yuan who was pouring wine next to him flattered him.

"Okay, okay, what do you know, don't mention that Ming emperor, don't follow here and obstruct my eyes, get out." Hana was upset, threw down the wine glass, and kicked the young Beiyuan general.

The flattery was wrong, and the young general who got out of the big tent still didn't understand what he said wrong. Didn't Master Hana escape from the hands of the Ming Emperor?

The entire prairie knows about this and is proud of it.

Hana was furious because Zhu Yuanzhang was the leader of the Haozhou Rebel Army back then, and he met his soldiers and horses in Taiping, Anhui.

I am a descendant of Mu Huali, the founding hero of Mongolia. The Mu Huali family is a prominent family in Mongolia.

Unexpectedly, it was destroyed in the hands of this Ming farmer. For the sake of face and the glory of the Muhuali family, he lied.

At that time, he was Wanhu of Taiping Road (now Dangtu, Anhui). This Wanhu was his hereditary military position in Dayuan, and he fought bravely.

When the native farmer confronted him, he was killed by him and suffered heavy losses. Even their Tang He was injured by an arrow in his brave battle.

At that time, the scenery was mighty, and he suppressed these rebels, and he won the battle.

after.He only regarded Zhu Yuanzhang's rebel army as a group of peasants, and relaxed his vigilance.

Hana recalled that day, it rained suddenly that day, and he really didn't know whether it was God helping the farmer or he was unlucky.

It rained heavily that night.

Zhu Yuanzhang, a local farmer, attacked his camp at night in the rain. In a panic, he got on his horse in order to escape, and was surrounded by Xu Da and Hu Haihai.

I am a prairie warrior, how could I be captured by a group of lowly Han people like them.

Unexpectedly, I miscalculated.

After being exhausted, he was tied up and brought in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

He held his head high and held his chest high, as if he didn't care, and if he didn't kneel down, he wouldn't kneel down to this group of Han people.

The local peasant asked himself, if he persuaded him to surrender, he would not treat him badly, this is all bullshit.

Our grasslands are all of noble blood, how could we join forces with them.

Then he shouted: "I am from the North, and I will only be loyal to our Great Yuan Mongol Emperor. I would rather die than forget the North!"

Originally thought that he would be killed by this tall and burly man, but he didn't expect this ridiculous farmer to recruit him.I appreciate my backbone.

I remember he sighed and said: "This man is loyal, don't hurt him first!"

He also heard that he was a descendant of Mu Huali, so he took a high look at him.

I replied disdainfully: "The defeated general dare not humiliate his ancestors, he only wants to die quickly!"

Later, the Ming emperor personally untied him from the rope, returned him the scimitar, bow and arrow that had been seized, offered him silver taels, and said to him: "Killing someone for no reason is unrighteous. You are a loyal person. Let's go." , your horses are outside!"

After hesitating for a moment, he took his weapon and silver, walked out of the big tent, jumped on his horse without even thinking about it, and left in the dust.

For Mu Huali's glory, he returned to the grassland and told his honorable emperor that he bravely broke through the siege.

It was also said that Zhu Yuanzhang, the leader of the uprising army, had a trowel face and a protruding chin. Since then, this extremely ugly person has been spread in the grassland.

Over the years, wherever they went, they would vent their shame, kill their people, rob their women, and burn their food.

Wang Baobao's younger sister looked at Hanachu who was sitting on it. He was in a daze with a grim expression on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Lord Wanhu!" Na Ren shouted.

"Oh." Hana turned back and said: "Our blood is noble, how can this world be reserved for those lowly and lowly people? Killing the Ming prince this time can also be regarded as a meritorious service for my grassland, for the sake of your family. glory."

Na Ren nodded: "I don't know that Ming prince."

"It's easy." Hana shouted at the young general who just got out, "Battelle, get out of here."

"Lord Wanhu." The young general was kicked by Hana just now, knowing that he could not mention the Ming emperor, now he stood tremblingly at the door of the big tent and said, "I am here."

"Go and draw a portrait of the Ming prince, and then give it to Naren." Hana said.

"what……"

"Battle, do you have a question?"

"No."

Battle went down to find the painter.

"Na Ren, I won't attack those peasants during this period of time, lest they raise their vigilance."

Hana debuted: "I heard that he was Zhu Yuanzhang's favorite son, killing him made him die of heartache.

The Han people are most concerned about what is the eldest son and what is the continuation. After you go, you can not only take revenge, but also fight for infinite glory for the grassland.Go, noble Naren! "

In another large tent, Battelle murmured to the painter: "A trowel face, a ground covering the sky, a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, how good-looking the son of this kind of person can be, you Han people know better than me."

Although Battelle looked down on these lowly Han people, he had to admire their wisdom.

Guo Shoujing knew that there was also Wang Zhen, who made paper and built houses, and they were omnipotent.

They are also very dangerous. Only by killing them can Da Yuan settle in the Central Plains with peace of mind.

This painter is from the land of Gansu. He stroked his beard and said, "Since ancient times, there is no difference in the appearance of father and son. If you grow beans, you will reap beans. I think it's just a young trowel face, with the ground covering the sky." The painter began to paint seriously.

"Draw quickly, and hand it over to Min Min Timur, no, it's Naren." Battelle stretched after finishing speaking, and ran to participate in the sheep picking contest.

Not long after, Na Ren came to the big tent and said coldly to the painter, "Is the painting finished?"

"The painting is finished." The painter is graciously painting the portrait on the ground.Looking at this prairie woman, she is noble and beautiful, and she is absolutely unrestrained.

The painter swallowed, and lowered his head.

After remembering the appearance, Na Ren rolled up the portrait and threw it into the fire.

She felt a little nauseous, her brother was a prairie warrior, she was so noble, but now she wanted to get close to him, this disgusting Prince Ming.

Regarding the portrait of Prince Ming Ming, she believed that he was ugly, and Mr. Hana had seen them before.

After staying in Shanxi for several years, the Han people speak very fluently, and it is impossible to tell it after wearing the clothes of Han women.

Her goal is to get close to the ugly prince and kill him.

After the portrait was reduced to ashes, Na Ren rode towards Gansu.

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