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Chapter 316 Great Victory in Hexi, Death of Dalun

Bawu was generous and popular in the military camp.

He was also able to find the best route when escaping, and more and more soldiers followed him.

By the time he escaped for twenty miles, the sky was already getting dark.

There were already more than 300 people around Bawu. Bawu allocated a place for everyone to rest, and took his own people to search for some wild vegetables, and finally settled down temporarily.

Bawu's family was poor, and he knew a lot of wild vegetables and fruits. Although these things didn't satisfy his hunger, they still warmed his body.

From the panic when he ran for his life at the beginning, Bawu has calmed down a lot.

While escaping, he was also thinking. He remembered the words that monk Yuantong had said to him when he was in the manor.

At the beginning, Bawu only felt that it was crooked. Why are all people born equal? ​​Is the humble slave and the noble Zanpu equal?
But when he was fleeing, Bawu realized that what Yuantong said was right.

Those heroic prosecuting warriors would attack their own compatriots in order to escape, just like those slaves who fought for a meal.

Along the way, there were also commanders of thousands and centurions who relied on their identities to ask for food and protection from Bawu's team.

Without exception, these people were all chopped down by their own soldiers.

When fleeing for your life, in the wilderness, no matter you are the castle owner or what, you are just a fleeing person.

Ba Wu just looked at all this coldly. It turned out that when beheading, those high-ranking officials and nobles would beg for mercy and pee their pants just like ordinary people.

Maybe Monk Yuantong is right. Everyone is equal. The so-called high and low are just the shackles that these big men put on everyone.

What will happen to Tubo in the future?
Bawu didn't know, but he knew very well that if he couldn't go back safely, his younger siblings would be bullied, and his manor might not exist anymore.

After losing his glory and will to fight, Bawu finally found a reason to live.

For the family.

Most of the people in this team have the same idea as Bawu.

Most of them are ordinary soldiers, and they are also the lowest level of free people or small warriors in the entire Tubo system.

They huddled together, and they didn't want to be angry anymore, and became cannon fodder for those Tubo nobles.

Just after setting up camp, suddenly the whistle of a sentry came from outside the forest.

Ba Wu immediately rushed over with his weapon, only to see a team of one hundred people approaching the forest.

Is it Tang Jun?

Bawu tensed up.

Several people in the lead were still riding horses, and one of them was holding a torch, which made Bawu's eyes shine.

Winter Marang!

Bawu's heart tightened, Dongri Malang was his superior, the chief of his department, should he go out now or stay in the forest?
A soldier beside Bawu made a nervous voice, and Dongri Malang immediately drew out his knife: "Who is in the forest!"

Bawu sighed, it was impossible for him to hide his whereabouts with more than 300 people.

He calmly walked out of the woods and said, "Your Majesty Malang! I am Bawu!"

Draw weapons?

Winter Marang stretched out his torch, illuminating Bawu's face.

Only then did he remember that Bawu was a centurion under him.

Winter Marang breathed a sigh of relief.

Dongri Malang just wanted to say something to appease Bawu, and the nobleman on the horse beside him immediately said:

"Bawu, how many people do you have under your command?"

Ba Wu thought for a while, and said truthfully: "There are more than 300 people gathered here, all of whom escaped from the barracks."

Hearing 300 people, Dongri Marang and another nobleman were overjoyed.

Dongri Marang immediately said: "Hurry up, come with me to see the big talk!"

big talk?

Ba Wu was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Shang Qi Xin'er to be here?

Before Bawu could react, Dongri Malang immediately got off his horse and pulled him, leading him to Shang Qixin'er.

Although she was running away, Shang Qi Xin'er didn't look embarrassed.

A personal guard was offering the delicious meat with both hands, and Bawu quickly judged that it was horse meat.

Shang Qixin'er's meat-eating posture was still elegant, but Bawu's stomach growled, and he couldn't help swallowing.

When the torch was lit, Shang Qi Xin'er could clearly see Ba ​​Wu's appearance.

He opened his mouth and said, "I know you."

Bawu immediately knelt down.

Shang Qixin'er has a good memory, he said:
"It was at Dangjin Mountain Pass. This Dalun gave you a fair verdict, right?"

Speaking of this, Bawu recalled the first meeting with the monk Qi Xin'er.

A suing samurai shot and killed Bawu's slave, and Shang Qixin only asked the samurai to pay her silver cakes.

Later, when Jinshankou was defeated, Bawu was summoned by Shang Qixin'er and asked about his defeat.

From that time on, he was labeled as a coward.

Thinking of this, Ba Wu felt unjust in his heart.

What bullshit just judgment!

Shang Qixin said to herself: "You still have 300 people?"

Bawu nodded.

Shang Qi's heart showed joy: "You escorted Ben Dalun back to the host country, you are still a manor owner, right? Ben Dalun will give you a few more slaves!"

Ba Wu felt a little disapproving, he originally wanted to agree.

I only heard Dongri Marang beside Bawu say:

"Bawu, let your soldiers take out food to worship the nobles here!"

Dongri Malang's tone was harsh, just like in the military camp, bossing Bawu around.

Ba Wu lowered his head silently, but he thought of what Monk Yuantong said.

All men are created equal.

Shang Qi encouraged Ba Wu a few words, she didn't seem to want to spend more time with this lowly Tubo warrior, so she asked him to go back immediately to rectify the soldiers and protect them to set up camp.

Ba Wu walked back to the woods, and several of his subordinates immediately surrounded him.

"Brother Bawu, how are you doing?"

Bawu looked at the soldiers around him, sat down and said, "Call the backbone, let's have a meeting."

The backbone holds a meeting, which is also what Bawu learned from Monk Yuantong.

He has made up his mind, but to get 300 people to follow him, a meeting must be held to unify their thinking.

The prestige backbone of the defeated army sat around Bawu.

Bawu extinguished the torch, and no one could see the other's face.

Only then did Ba Wu say: "There is a lot of talk in that team."

"Big theory?"

Everyone started to discuss that Shang Qixin'er had a lot of prestige in the host country, and many ordinary soldiers were still in awe of him.

Bawu lied and said, "Da Lun asked us to offer the food."

After saying this, he immediately fell silent.

The Tang people cleared the wilderness in the west of Hexi. They escaped and collected nothing to eat all the way.

Relying on wild vegetables and fruits can barely satisfy their hunger, and now Da Lun wants them to offer all their food?
The crowd was excited, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Bawu continued:
"There are only more than 100 people around Dalun."

Bawu's tone was flat, but it revealed awe-inspiring murderous intent.

Everyone stopped talking immediately, and after a long time, one person squeezed his throat and said:

"They are all born naturally, why do you want us to hand over the food!"

"Yeah! It's all like this! Why do we have to hand over the food!"

The discussion became heated, and gradually some people began to say outrageous things.

"Isn't the defeat the responsibility of Dalun?"

"If it weren't for Dai, then that trash couldn't hold the battle, would there be such a big defeat?"

"Dai is defeated again and again, what a sacred family! Shit!"

"On this point, people are still putting on airs!"

Seeing that the emotions were almost set off, Bawu just said lightly:
"There's horses and horse meat over there."

The scene was quiet for a while, and finally someone pulled out the knife.

"Boss Bawu, we will follow you!"

Ba Wu in the dark smiled, and said, "Da Lun met Tang Jun in an ambush in the forest."

"That's right!"

While Shang Qixin'er was still enjoying the horse meat, Bawu, who was passed on by Dongri Marang, came back again.

Shang Qixin wiped the oil on her hands, and was about to see that low-level warrior again.

Suddenly there was a cry of killing, and he heard screams one after another.

"Bawu!" Dongri Malang looked at the long knife pierced into his abdomen, and pointed at Bawu.

Bawu smiled coldly, and then some soldiers rushed up and chopped off Dongri Malang's head.

Among Shang Qixin'er's subordinates, there were already many noble officers, and they were not the opponents of the soldiers who were like wolves and tigers at all.

And among these 100 people, the most skilled fighter is Gar's personal guard.

But Shang Qixin was afraid that Gal would be unfavorable to her, so she asked Gal to camp behind with his men.

And Gal was also afraid that Shang Qixin'er would kill him and take his own bodyguard, so he camped far away.

Hearing the sound of slashing, the vigilant Gar immediately called for his men.

"Hurry up!"

Although he didn't know what happened, Gar knew that he couldn't control others at this time.

He immediately led his men to flee the battlefield.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Shang Qi Xin'er's subordinates were all killed.

Shang Qixin'er looked at Bawu under the torch, knelt on the ground and said:

"Don't kill this theory! After I go back, I will make you the owners of the manor!"

"No! Castle Master! I will entrust you with the most fertile land!"

Seeing Shang Qixin'er kneeling and begging for mercy, Bawu felt even more bored.

It turns out that a high-ranking Dalun will also beg for mercy.

Without any hesitation, Bawu went up and chopped off Shang Qixin'er's head with a knife in his hand.

Then Bawu said: "Take everything away, hang the corpse and head on the tree, they can delay the pursuit of Tang Jun."

With the captured grain, gold and silver, Bawu led his people out of the forest overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, the cavalry regiment led by Zheng He, guided by the hounds, came to this forest.

Seeing the head hanging high above the forest, Zheng He checked the rewards and quickly confirmed Shang Qixin'er's identity.

Shang Qixin is dead? !
It seemed that he died of internal strife, Zheng He quickly ordered his men to put Shang Qixin'er's head down.

Then he wrapped up the other heads on the tree, sprinkled lime and dried them for storage, and sent them to Zhangye city immediately.

Now, Li Yan in Shazhou City received the system's prompt.

[Hexi victory, air luck +2000 points! 】

(End of this chapter)