Second Sister Nongmen has space
Chapter 352
Chapter 352
"Snapped!"
Before Zhang Qishan finished speaking, he was slapped heavily on the cheek.
Ping Shan yelled: "What stupid words are you talking about, if you say more, I will kill you!"
As he spoke, he dropped his sleeves to check on the injured.
These tribe soldiers are all from his tribe. It is not too much to say that he has been playing since he was a child. More than a dozen people have died on the way out. If there is a mistake, the tribe will not let him go.
Zhang Qishan covered his face and staggered back, a Wu Dynasty slave soldier stepped forward to give him a hand, and said in a low voice: "Brother Qishan, they came back so fast, those oily heads we touched..."
Zhang Qishan glared at him: "What are you afraid of, if you don't take something from a dead person, you won't take it for nothing.
You tell other brothers, this Pingshan is not a good thing, we have to leave immediately when we find an opportunity.
Don't guard me, go to work, and be careful not to be caught. "
The slave soldier hummed twice, and hurried to help set up the tent.
Zhang Qishan touched the small package in his arms, with a gloomy look on his face.
He originally wanted to follow the Pingshan Department to get some benefits, but after this battle, he saw that the Wuda tribe was not easy to deal with.
And it is impossible for Ping Shan to really trust himself, the people of Wu Dynasty. Maybe if he is defeated again, he will use himself to vent his anger, so it is better to return to Wu Dynasty immediately.
It's just that thieves don't leave empty space, they come all the time, and there must be something to gain.
People of the Di tribe like to bring mascots, and those dead people have valuable things such as agate seed jade and wolf teeth.
He is not greedy, each person only takes one piece, and as long as he brings it back to the Wu Dynasty, he can exchange it for silver.
Ping Shan didn't wait for the tent to be erected before he ordered the corpses to be prepared for burial.
According to the rules of the Di tribe, after death, these people need to apply balm, comb carefully, wrap them in cowhide and drag them behind the horses, and let the horses choose the direction to run.
But under the current conditions, there is no way to hold a funeral, so we can only dig a deep pit next to them and bury them together.
Just after cleaning up the two corpses, someone whispered to Pingshan.
Pingshan's face was gloomy, with murderous intent in his eyes: "No wonder my tribe has been in bad luck for a while, even Bawan died inexplicably, so there is dirt coming in."
The people of the tribe said: "What is the headman going to do? This kind of filth can only be eliminated by asking a wizard to do it."
Ping Shan said coldly: "The more ruthless the filth, the better. If there are no wizards, they will be buried alive, and it will happen to be buried with our people."
Zhang Qishan was directing people to build a tent when he heard someone calling him to help move the corpse.
Zhang Qishan didn't doubt that he was there, and was about to touch something else while he was messing around, so he took three slave soldiers from the Wu Dynasty and went there.
The big pit was dug one person deep, and several corpses were already placed beside the pit. Ping Shan was sitting on a saddle next to him, staring at him coldly.
Just as Zhang Qishan was about to salute, he saw Pingshan wave his hand, and several members of the Di tribe stepped forward and pushed him to the ground.
"Search them and throw them into the pit!"
Zhang Qishan struggled and shouted: "Headman Pingshan, why, why, we didn't do anything?"
Ping Shan just sneered, and those Di people immediately pulled open the belts of Zhang Qishan and the others, groped up and down, inside and out, and took out a few small packages.
Open it and look, there are some rough agate stones, a few unpolished small jade and spikes, and earrings that are too ordinary.
Zhang Qishan didn't struggle anymore, he was born as a gangster, so he didn't have any means of self-defense, those shady stolen goods had long been hidden in secret places.
Most people would have these things that are found out now, and they are nothing at all.
Without evidence, Zhang Qishan gained confidence: "Pingshan headman, if you want to bury us with you, don't find reasons to wrong us. You must know that we have resentment in our hearts, and what we bring to you is not protection, but the most vicious curse." .”
Several other Wu Dynasty slave soldiers were so frightened that they wept bitterly: "We are not convinced, we are not convinced!"
Ping Shan picked up a small earring in the package, held it in front of Zhang Qishan and said sharply: "You steal something from the dead, what is it? It’s for Aba. It’s not good for you to steal anything but this longevity pendant.”
Zhang Qishan's face froze, these earrings were obtained by playing dice when they were in the Xuyang Grassland, they didn't steal them now at all.
This Ping Shan was so determined to want the lives of himself and others that he even lied.
But I can't just tear my skin off.
He suddenly looked at one of the slave soldiers: "Qingshan, you should have stolen it, right? How could you do such a thing!"
The slave soldier whose name was called by him trembled all over: "Big... Big brother, I didn't take it!"
Zhang Qishan turned his head to Pingshan: "Boss, this Qingshan is my brother of the same father and mother. He offends the dead soul without reason, so he can be punished as he pleases. Can you let him do hard work to forgive his crimes?"
Pingshan didn't pay attention at all: "I don't listen to what you Wuchao pigs explain, just fill in the holes!"
Zhang Qishan was in a hurry: "Since the leader wants to kill us, why not use our lives for more benefits."
"Your lives are worthless, and I don't want to see your face again, so bury it! Go over there and continue to be slaves to our clansmen."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two slave soldiers were thrown into the pit, and the howls were earth-shattering.
Zhang Qishan didn't dare to betray him anymore. While struggling with the Pingshan tribal soldiers who pulled him back, he shouted to Pingshan: "We are willing to go to the Wuda tribe as undercover agents to help the leader open the way."
Pingshan frowned, and waved to stop the soldiers from moving: "I'll throw it later, what are you talking about, are you willing to go to the Wuda tribe to open the door?"
Just now the clan soldiers said that someone stole the amulet of the dead, he didn't have to think about it and thought it was these slave soldiers who were doing the strange thing.
Returning from failure this time, he was holding back his anger and was about to vent his anger, so he decided to bury these Wu Dynasty pigs with him.
Unexpectedly, the stolen goods were not found.
Ping Shan couldn't lose his majesty in front of other people, so he could just use an earring to talk about things, if Zhang Qishan dared to refute again, he would be beaten to death.
But at this time, when Zhang Qishan said that he could open the wooden wall of the Wuda tribe, he decided to listen to a few more words.
The Wuda tribe's platoon crossbow was really powerful, and with just two arrows, he was terrified.
If someone goes to explore the way, I will be happy, anyway...
He looked at Zhang Qishan and thought to himself: They are going to die anyway, so just use it one more time.
After only a few words, he turned around before the gate of hell, Zhang Qishan's face was already dripping with cold sweat, he nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes!"
In the Wuda tribe, Song Liyun did not rest at this time. After Xiaoshitou and Zhao San were taken away by Song Dekui, she simply washed up and asked the beggar about the situation in the tribe.
"Young Madam, don't worry, as long as we don't fight, the Pingshan tribe will not be able to break through. When Wudan and the others came back in the middle of the night, I sent someone to send the news to Madam. Madam should be on the way back with troops now!"
The beggar was sitting by the firepit, holding hot tea in her hands, looking very weak, but still holding on to her spirit to accompany her.
(End of this chapter)
"Snapped!"
Before Zhang Qishan finished speaking, he was slapped heavily on the cheek.
Ping Shan yelled: "What stupid words are you talking about, if you say more, I will kill you!"
As he spoke, he dropped his sleeves to check on the injured.
These tribe soldiers are all from his tribe. It is not too much to say that he has been playing since he was a child. More than a dozen people have died on the way out. If there is a mistake, the tribe will not let him go.
Zhang Qishan covered his face and staggered back, a Wu Dynasty slave soldier stepped forward to give him a hand, and said in a low voice: "Brother Qishan, they came back so fast, those oily heads we touched..."
Zhang Qishan glared at him: "What are you afraid of, if you don't take something from a dead person, you won't take it for nothing.
You tell other brothers, this Pingshan is not a good thing, we have to leave immediately when we find an opportunity.
Don't guard me, go to work, and be careful not to be caught. "
The slave soldier hummed twice, and hurried to help set up the tent.
Zhang Qishan touched the small package in his arms, with a gloomy look on his face.
He originally wanted to follow the Pingshan Department to get some benefits, but after this battle, he saw that the Wuda tribe was not easy to deal with.
And it is impossible for Ping Shan to really trust himself, the people of Wu Dynasty. Maybe if he is defeated again, he will use himself to vent his anger, so it is better to return to Wu Dynasty immediately.
It's just that thieves don't leave empty space, they come all the time, and there must be something to gain.
People of the Di tribe like to bring mascots, and those dead people have valuable things such as agate seed jade and wolf teeth.
He is not greedy, each person only takes one piece, and as long as he brings it back to the Wu Dynasty, he can exchange it for silver.
Ping Shan didn't wait for the tent to be erected before he ordered the corpses to be prepared for burial.
According to the rules of the Di tribe, after death, these people need to apply balm, comb carefully, wrap them in cowhide and drag them behind the horses, and let the horses choose the direction to run.
But under the current conditions, there is no way to hold a funeral, so we can only dig a deep pit next to them and bury them together.
Just after cleaning up the two corpses, someone whispered to Pingshan.
Pingshan's face was gloomy, with murderous intent in his eyes: "No wonder my tribe has been in bad luck for a while, even Bawan died inexplicably, so there is dirt coming in."
The people of the tribe said: "What is the headman going to do? This kind of filth can only be eliminated by asking a wizard to do it."
Ping Shan said coldly: "The more ruthless the filth, the better. If there are no wizards, they will be buried alive, and it will happen to be buried with our people."
Zhang Qishan was directing people to build a tent when he heard someone calling him to help move the corpse.
Zhang Qishan didn't doubt that he was there, and was about to touch something else while he was messing around, so he took three slave soldiers from the Wu Dynasty and went there.
The big pit was dug one person deep, and several corpses were already placed beside the pit. Ping Shan was sitting on a saddle next to him, staring at him coldly.
Just as Zhang Qishan was about to salute, he saw Pingshan wave his hand, and several members of the Di tribe stepped forward and pushed him to the ground.
"Search them and throw them into the pit!"
Zhang Qishan struggled and shouted: "Headman Pingshan, why, why, we didn't do anything?"
Ping Shan just sneered, and those Di people immediately pulled open the belts of Zhang Qishan and the others, groped up and down, inside and out, and took out a few small packages.
Open it and look, there are some rough agate stones, a few unpolished small jade and spikes, and earrings that are too ordinary.
Zhang Qishan didn't struggle anymore, he was born as a gangster, so he didn't have any means of self-defense, those shady stolen goods had long been hidden in secret places.
Most people would have these things that are found out now, and they are nothing at all.
Without evidence, Zhang Qishan gained confidence: "Pingshan headman, if you want to bury us with you, don't find reasons to wrong us. You must know that we have resentment in our hearts, and what we bring to you is not protection, but the most vicious curse." .”
Several other Wu Dynasty slave soldiers were so frightened that they wept bitterly: "We are not convinced, we are not convinced!"
Ping Shan picked up a small earring in the package, held it in front of Zhang Qishan and said sharply: "You steal something from the dead, what is it? It’s for Aba. It’s not good for you to steal anything but this longevity pendant.”
Zhang Qishan's face froze, these earrings were obtained by playing dice when they were in the Xuyang Grassland, they didn't steal them now at all.
This Ping Shan was so determined to want the lives of himself and others that he even lied.
But I can't just tear my skin off.
He suddenly looked at one of the slave soldiers: "Qingshan, you should have stolen it, right? How could you do such a thing!"
The slave soldier whose name was called by him trembled all over: "Big... Big brother, I didn't take it!"
Zhang Qishan turned his head to Pingshan: "Boss, this Qingshan is my brother of the same father and mother. He offends the dead soul without reason, so he can be punished as he pleases. Can you let him do hard work to forgive his crimes?"
Pingshan didn't pay attention at all: "I don't listen to what you Wuchao pigs explain, just fill in the holes!"
Zhang Qishan was in a hurry: "Since the leader wants to kill us, why not use our lives for more benefits."
"Your lives are worthless, and I don't want to see your face again, so bury it! Go over there and continue to be slaves to our clansmen."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two slave soldiers were thrown into the pit, and the howls were earth-shattering.
Zhang Qishan didn't dare to betray him anymore. While struggling with the Pingshan tribal soldiers who pulled him back, he shouted to Pingshan: "We are willing to go to the Wuda tribe as undercover agents to help the leader open the way."
Pingshan frowned, and waved to stop the soldiers from moving: "I'll throw it later, what are you talking about, are you willing to go to the Wuda tribe to open the door?"
Just now the clan soldiers said that someone stole the amulet of the dead, he didn't have to think about it and thought it was these slave soldiers who were doing the strange thing.
Returning from failure this time, he was holding back his anger and was about to vent his anger, so he decided to bury these Wu Dynasty pigs with him.
Unexpectedly, the stolen goods were not found.
Ping Shan couldn't lose his majesty in front of other people, so he could just use an earring to talk about things, if Zhang Qishan dared to refute again, he would be beaten to death.
But at this time, when Zhang Qishan said that he could open the wooden wall of the Wuda tribe, he decided to listen to a few more words.
The Wuda tribe's platoon crossbow was really powerful, and with just two arrows, he was terrified.
If someone goes to explore the way, I will be happy, anyway...
He looked at Zhang Qishan and thought to himself: They are going to die anyway, so just use it one more time.
After only a few words, he turned around before the gate of hell, Zhang Qishan's face was already dripping with cold sweat, he nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes!"
In the Wuda tribe, Song Liyun did not rest at this time. After Xiaoshitou and Zhao San were taken away by Song Dekui, she simply washed up and asked the beggar about the situation in the tribe.
"Young Madam, don't worry, as long as we don't fight, the Pingshan tribe will not be able to break through. When Wudan and the others came back in the middle of the night, I sent someone to send the news to Madam. Madam should be on the way back with troops now!"
The beggar was sitting by the firepit, holding hot tea in her hands, looking very weak, but still holding on to her spirit to accompany her.
(End of this chapter)
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