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Chapter 134 Should Han people be pointed at guns?

"The South Vietnamese know best how to deal with the South Vietnamese."

In the pass where a certain tribe in South Vietnam lived.

A thin man with thin and slightly sunken cheeks was thinking about something.

And in front of him was a dead body with countless tattoos on his face and strong muscles. He could tell he was brave just by looking at it.

It was Baro, a rare warrior in South Vietnam.

The scene seemed a bit weird, the man stopped thinking, looked at Baro's body, and saw a dagger.

It was this dagger that pierced Baro's heart from the back of his heart, killing him with one blow.

The man flicked the dagger with his fingers, chuckled a few times:

"Such a warrior is difficult to deal with in the mountains and forests, so he died at home in the end."

"What are you doing?!!"

At this moment, Barnihan went up to the second floor, and suddenly saw a man suddenly appearing in his house, with an iron gun in his hand, he shouted loudly:
"Who are you and why did you come to my house?"

Then, subconsciously, he glanced forward and saw his father's body.

"father?!"

Barnihan immediately let out a cry of pain, instead of rushing forward, he pointed the tip of the gun at the man, gritted his teeth and said:

"You killed my dad??!"

Facing the spear, the man showed no fear on his face, he just waved his hand and said in a relaxed tone:

"Do you think I can kill your father?"

Barnihan looked the man up and down.

This thin physique really can't be his father's match, even his mother might be able to push him to the ground.

And my father, although his personality is relatively honest, even because of the exchange of Han troops these days, he is more fond of the Han family, and has a certain affection for the Han people, a foreign race.

But it's not enough to just relax your vigilance towards people you don't know.

"go away."

Barnihan nodded with his spear, motioning for the man to step aside.

The man was also very obedient and quietly walked aside.

Barnihan stepped forward to inspect Barrow's body, pulled out his dagger and glanced at it, his hands were trembling:
"The dagger of the Han army?!"

"Did the Han army do it?!"

"The Han army and the God of Tianzhu are enemies. I already knew that they had no good intentions!"

The man on the side didn't leave. Seeing a wooden barrel behind him, he simply sat on it and said:
"The spear in your hand is the spear of the Han army, right?"

"Just now you used this spear to hunt deer, so the deer hunters are also Han soldiers?"

"How did you know I was hunting deer?"

Barnihan regretted it even more, if only he hadn't been in a hurry to hunt deer just now.

Otherwise, the father would not have been killed, and it turned out that the murderer was still unknown.

The man looks complacent:

"When you were gnashing your teeth just now, you didn't chisel your teeth."

"In this grade, there is no coming-of-age ceremony, so I must have never hunted deer."

"Looking at the Chinese-style long spear in your hand, I can see that you bought this long spear before you started hunting deer, right?"

Barnihan calmed down a little at this moment.

At this time, the leaders were all in the Han army barracks, participating in the banquet, and there were nearly [-] clansmen accompanying them.

Even if the Han army wanted to do something, it would be against the leaders who participated in the banquet.

If you rashly attack a large number of South Vietnamese natives living in the pass, you will only be killed.

After all, the mountains are their home field.

The man continued:
"The furnishings in the room are not messy."

"Obviously your father didn't fight the murderer before he died."

"Moreover, the dagger was inserted from the back of the heart, which means that the murderer took advantage of your father's back to him, and when he was not much prepared, he struck suddenly."

"Who do you think will make your father trust him enough to turn his back on him without any defense?"

"."

Barnihan was silent for a while, the first thing he thought of was his mother.

After all, there was only his father's body in the house, but he did not see his mother.

But I thought that although my parents complained to each other and had occasional disputes, they would never do anything to hurt each other.

Ever since, he thought of another person:

"Bamdan?"

An old friend of his father, and also a comrade-in-arms who fought against the rebellion five years ago.

This kind of friendship will naturally give the back to the other party.

"It's not convenient for me to talk about your family affairs."

The man jumped off the barrel and patted his stomach:

"It's just that your stomach is empty now, and you just happened to hunt deer again."

"I saw that you have a copper tripod at home, why don't you cook the deer first, and then think about how to avenge your father."

"you?"

Barnihan was a little offended by the man's excessive frivolity.

However, I have to say that the man's several words gradually let go of his defenses.

And one thing is very important, the man has been speaking in South Vietnamese dialect.

"who are you?"

"I?"

The man glanced outside the house, seeing that the sky was still cloudy and rainy, he said casually:

"Fu Xuance, an ordinary Han Chinese."

"Fu Xuance? Han Chinese?"

Barnihan frowned.

No tattoos, no chiseled teeth, but can speak the dialect of Nanyue, and can find the pass in the deep mountains and old forests.

Therefore, he originally thought that this man was of mixed Han and Yue blood like Zhang Yiping.

Unexpectedly, he was a pure Han Chinese.

The spear in his hand pointed at Fu Xuance again.

Although he already felt in his heart that Bamutan might have stabbed his father in the back.

But the Han man in front of him appeared inexplicably at home, and he almost regarded his home as his own, and he looked familiar, which still made him very uncomfortable.

Fu Xuance raised his hand, showing an innocent expression:

"Your father was killed."

Barnihan held his gun straight, with a look of vigilance on his face, and took a few steps forward:
"so what?"

Fu Xuance didn't struggle, and said again:

"You know in your heart who did it."

"know."

Fu Xuance lowered his head and continued:
"Do you hate him?"

"The revenge of killing the father."

"Then do I have any grudge against you?"

"No."

"Then you don't take a gun to seek revenge, you point a gun at me?"

Barnihan was silent for a moment.

It's not right to think so, but he didn't have any intention of putting down the spear in his hand.

"Because you are Han Chinese."

The people of the tribe can backstab his father, which has already made him lose trust in everything around him, let alone the Han people?

Fu Xuance put down his hands, with a sneer on his face.

The tip of the gun that was almost shrunk a little before his eyes didn't make him look afraid, but instead he had a mocking face:

"Is this what the South Vietnamese think?"

"Is there such a reason in the world?"

"Han people, should they be pointed at by guns?"

Barnihan said confidently:

"If you don't have a gun, how can you avenge my father?!"

Fu Xuance was equally confident:
"Damn your father!"

"you!"

Before Banihan could move, Fu Xuance continued:

"Who is Ba Mudan?!"

"He is a general of the Cochin Kingdom first, and then a member of your tribe."

"Why did he return to the clan?"

"In order for you to send troops, let you help the monarch as you did five years ago!"

Barnihan argued:

"So what, the king is the God of Tianzhu, and we, as the people of Tianzhu God, should help the king!"

Fu Xuance's tone became a little stronger:

"Does your dad want to help?"

"My dad."

The spear in Barnihan's hand was still stiff, but his tone was a little weaker, and he became a little unconfident.

In fact, on this matter, he did not have less disputes with his father.

He was well aware of Barrow's attitude, the old man didn't want to help with sex.

"What? See what you mean, don't you know it too well?"

"Your father doesn't want to help Jiaozhi resist the Han army."

Fu Xuance completely grasped the initiative, and he couldn't see that he was being pointed at by a gun, and he spoke words like pearls:
"Your father doesn't want to help with sex, but Ba Mudan wants to."

"Bamdan will not let there be two voices in the clan. Your clan members follow the crowd and seek strength. He must win enough power for the Jiaozhi Kingdom."

"So your father deserves to die."

"When your father is dead, no one can disagree with him."

"You should also be aware that your father's thinking is different from that of Ba Mudan. Maybe he is already thinking about joining the big man secretly?"

Barnihan was surprised, indeed.

He didn't think much about it before, but now that he recalled it carefully, his father spent the night at the leader's house for several days recently, as if he was plotting something.

Could it be a matter of casting a man?
As a result, Bamdan found out about the incident, and then Bamdan jumped over the wall in a hurry, and simply did nothing and kept going.
But in his heart, he was still unwilling to just accept Fu Xuance's statement.

He was also unwilling to accept his father, so he was killed by Ba Mudan, so he kept trying to convince himself:

"It's not just my dad!"

"There are other leaders in the clan, and they don't want to help God Tianzhu either!"

"They are the leaders, their status is higher than my father, why didn't Bamdan kill them?!"

"them?"

Fu Xuance snorted coldly:
"Why do you think they can survive today?"

"Ok?"

Barnihan was stunned for a moment, unable to understand, why can't he live because he just went to the banquet?
Fu Xuance began to ask and answer by himself:
"What's the best way to get you to send troops?"

"make enemies."

"Let the big man become your enemy completely, let you hate the big man."

"At that time, no matter whether your clansmen are loyal believers of Tianzhu God or not, they will become enemies of the big man."

"This echoes the interests of the Cochin Kingdom."

"Suppose the leaders went to the Han army barracks for a Hongmen banquet, and all of them died, leaving the rest of the tribe."

"Will you become an enemy of the big man?"

"Will you hate the big man?"

After Barnihan heard this, the spear in his hand was a little loose, struggling in his heart:

"That's the reason."

But he tightened his spear again:

"But if Emperor Han set up a Hongmen Banquet, wouldn't it be equivalent to making an enemy of us?"

"Then we are enemies with the Han army, that's right!"

"a ha ha ha!"

Fu Xuance let out a long laugh:
"But what if it's your leader who wants to turn this banquet into a Hongmen banquet?"

"If there are a few people in the banquet, taking advantage of the drunkenness of everyone, and killing them, what will happen?"

"This"

Barnihan was on the point of saying how could anyone be so unwise as to die.

But he hesitated for a while, and the scene of going to the Changshan Holy Land to worship the God of Tianzhu on weekdays appeared in his mind.

He remembered that some people in the clan were crazy about Tianzhu God, and his father told him that the clansmen fought for Tianzhu God on the battlefield, risking their lives.

He felt that it was not impossible.

There are indeed people who would not hesitate to lay down their lives for fanatical beliefs.

Fu Xuance's voice was a little lower, with a hint of bewilderment:

"If all the leaders died in the Hongmen Banquet, who is the one who can lead the Nanyue people?"

"Baro the Warrior?"

"But he's dead."

"Baba Mudan?"

Banihan was horrified. If he had just thought that there was a [-]% chance of his father's death, it was Bamdan who did it.

Now it has become seventy percent.

Fu Xuance exuded a confident aura, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and continued:
"If many people in the clan died, and combined with the news that the leaders were ambushed and died during the banquet, who would your clan members hate?"

"Who will you take revenge on?"

Barnihan glanced at the long spear in his hand, without even thinking about it, the tribe would definitely have the same idea as he did just now, and directly seek revenge from the Han army.

In this way, it was in line with Bamutan's will, and it happened to let the tribe fight for the monarch, so as to achieve the purpose of resisting the Han army.

Fu Xuance was caught off guard and interrupted Barnihan's thinking, and asked suddenly:

"Will you avenge your father?"

Barnihan showed a decisive look on his face, and his hand holding the spear was extremely strong, and said ruthlessly:

"That's natural!"

Seeing this, Fu Xuance took a few steps forward, with the spear point on his chest.

The point of the gun was about to pierce his clothes and skin, but he looked straight into Barnihan's eyes, as awe-inspiring as a mountain, fearless:

"You, is this how you avenged your father?"

Barnihan loosened his grip completely, and the spear fell to the ground.

He burst into tears, his whole body seemed to collapse, and there was no trace of hidden emotion in his heart.

After all, he was only 16 years old.

His father just died, and his mother's whereabouts are unknown. The future of the ethnic group is also extremely worrying, and they are coerced into making enemies with the Han army.

As a teenager, he couldn't do much and was really helpless.

But he cried two or three times to vent his emotions, and then stopped.

He hunted deer. Although he has no chiseled teeth or tattoos, he is considered an adult.

Barnihan picked up the spear again and was about to go out.

"where are you going?"

"Find Bamdan."

"not hungry?"

Fu Xuance looked calm and calm, and he couldn't tell that he was pointed at by a gun just now, and his life was hanging by a thread.

Gollum—

Barnihan's stomach rumbled just in time.

Hunting deer is an extremely labor-intensive job. Originally, he planned to let his mother cook a venison meal to reward himself after hunting the deer.

"If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools."

Barnihan was startled, he knew this, so he went to the Han army market to buy a long gun.

Fu Xuance said:

"Can you find Bamutan?"

Barnihan also felt that he was a bit over the top just now, and felt ashamed and embarrassed:
"Can't find it."

"Can you persuade the clansman who was held hostage by Bamutan?"

"No."

Barnihan shook his head, and he said softly that he was not yet a deer hunter.

If he really wanted to speak with weight, the corpse lying on the ground might be his own.

"Can you beat Bamdan??"

"Fight, can't beat"

Barnihan was even more speechless, he was too reckless just now.

Fu Xuance pointed downstairs:

"Then why don't you kill the deer and fill your stomach first?"

Barnihan felt that this didn't seem quite right, but Fu Xuance's words seemed to be able to confuse people's hearts.

Ever since, he still had patience, listened to Fu Xuance's command, and went downstairs to fetch the deer.

Then, with the dagger that stabbed the old man to death, the deer was cut open, cleaned up, and cooked in a copper cauldron.

Taking advantage of the cooking time, Barnihan tapped the teeth hard with the handle of the dagger, knocking two teeth down.

Seeing the bloody teeth in his hand, he grinned, and now he is a complete adult.

He hastened to a jar containing herbs to stop the bleeding.

This was also bought from the market of the Han army. The Han army specially found someone to prepare herbal medicine to stop bleeding after chiseling teeth.

There is even a further step, to prevent the South Vietnamese from chiseling the wrong teeth, and when they regret it, they are used to fill the teeth.

After stopping the bleeding, Barnihan looked at Fu Xuance.

He didn't know why he didn't drive away the Han man, but instead sat down and politely treated him to a meal.

But thinking about asking for it, he couldn't ask for nothing, and there was no one around him who could discuss it, so he went to the doctor in a hurry, saying:

"What do you think, how should I take revenge?"

Barnihan's words were a little leaky.

Fu Xuance had a full meal, picked his teeth, and hiccupped: "Hic—"

After picking his teeth, he picked out his ears again, and said casually:

"What did you say?"

Barnihan was startled, this time Fu Xuance spoke Chinese.

He frowned a little, thought for a while, and then spoke Chinese:
"Sir, how should I avenge my father?"

"Revenge, this is simple."

Fu Xuance patted his stomach and made a satisfied voice:

"Bronze tripod, I bought it from the Han army market."

"Yes"

"Salt, this is good salt, and you bought it from the Han army market, right?"

"Yes"

Fu Xuance pointed to the spear in the corner:
"The gun pointed at me was also bought from the Han army."

"Herbs to stop bleeding, items in this house."

Barnihan bowed his hands a little uncomfortable:

"Please tell me, sir."

Fu Xuance stood up, his eyes flickering:

"Ba Mudan wants to win the support of the tribe to fight against the Han army."

"Why fight against the Han army?"

"Because he is afraid!"

"The king of Jiaozhi is far inferior to the sages of the Han emperor, and the soldiers and horses of Jiaozhi are not as brave as the Han army."

"Zhang Yiping and Gao Rang have two hands, but they are only courtiers after all."

"That's why he's afraid."

"Whatever your enemy is afraid of, you should use what to deal with him."

Barnihan showed hesitation:
"You want me to be a man?"

He was still a little tangled in his heart, after all, he believed in the God of Tianzhu.

"Your father or Tianzhu God, which one is more important?"

Barnihan has already made up his mind and said resolutely:
"I'm going to vote for Han."

On second thought, too.

Only the Han army can deal with Ba Mudan.

Anyway, he was dealing with Ba Mudan, not the king who was beating the god of Tianzhu.

At this time, Fu Xuance had a look of contempt on his face, and his posture was very precise:

"Among the Han army, is there still a lack of a 16-year-old soldier who can only hunt deer?"

Barnihan looked ashamed when he was told:

"so what should I do?"

"Simple."

Fu Xuance stretched his waist, looking a little sleepy:
"Changshan is so big that the South Vietnamese people don't live densely."

"Just like your home, there are not many families nearby."

"There are not a few people who live scattered in the mountains and forests, or are absent from the clan due to temporary errands, and have not been coerced by Bamutan."

Barnihan, if he realizes:
"Mr. mean"

Fu Xuance said:

"You gathered these people together to show that Bamutan killed your father. With your father's bravery in the clan, you can also convince some people."

"Even if there are only a few dozen people, it's enough. They lie in ambush in the Holy Land, waiting for the Han army to drive Bamutan to the Holy Land. A sudden attack is enough to solve Bamutan."

Barnihan nodded, but was a little puzzled:

"How can you be sure, sir, that the Han army will win and drive Bamdan to the Holy Land?"

Fu Xuance vowed:

"Although Bamutan has quite a reputation and has coaxed many people with deceitful tactics, he has not been in the clan for many years and is unpopular."

"Therefore, it is inevitable to think of ways on the God of Tianzhu, and let the clansmen fight the Han army in the name of God of Tianzhu."

"This Changshan Holy Land is where you usually worship Tianzhu God, and there is a statue of Tianzhu God on it."

"It's the best way to gather people's hearts."

"As for the Han army."

"The Han army may not win, but the emperor will definitely win."

Barnihan was puzzled:

"Does it make a difference?"

Only then did Fu Xuance reveal a trace of worry:

"Zhang Yiping has the style of a general, and Ba Mudan must not have acted privately."

"If the two had discussed earlier, I'm afraid that Zhang Yiping has already led the troops and is on the way to Changshan."

"Moreover, Zhang Yiping has been stationed in Jiuzhen County for a long time, and his courage is extraordinary. He will never just stand still and wait for death."

"That's it"

Barnihan half-understood, not at all.

"Then I'll go find someone. First, I must gather a certain number of people to deal with Ba Mudan."

"Go, I'll borrow your room and take a nap."

Fu Xuance yawned, and just lay down so generously.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep until Barnihan left completely.

It doesn't matter how Barrow died, nor how Bamdan knew about Barrow's plot.

The important thing is that Bamdan did have this motive, and Baro's son also believed it.

that's enough.

"I just don't know if Emperor Han can properly solve the "Hongmen Banquet" issue."

"If those people are really allowed to succeed, and kill all the South Vietnamese leaders of the pro-Han faction, even if they can defeat Ba Mudan and the South Vietnamese natives under him."

"If you want to win the hearts of the South Vietnamese natives again, I'm afraid it's just a dream."
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Ba Mudan was exactly the same as Fu Xuance's plan, and sneaked into the deep mountains and old forests with a large number of people.

"The Han army used the market to paralyze us and made friends with us, but secretly set up a Hongmen banquet."

"The leaders have been buried under the swords of the Han army, and many warriors in the clan have died!"

"We want to avenge our fellow clan!"

Ba Mudan held a spear in his hand and a big knife in his waist, and his voice was clear and powerful:
"Our clansmen were murdered by traitors and brutally slaughtered, and we were also forced to flee to the mountains and forests!"

"Are they going to be sacrificed in vain?"

"Are we going to suffer this shameless act in silence?"

His voice slowly raised, and anger controlled his fists:

"Changshan is the place where our ancestors lived for generations. On the top of the mountain, there is a holy place in the clan, and there is an icon of Tianzhu God!"

"This is our home!"

"At home, under the gaze of Tianzhu God, can we still be bullied by Han thieves?!"

Ba Mudan's words resonated with the natives of South Vietnam.

They began to gather slowly, and their voices became louder and louder.

"For the clansmen, for the glory of Tianzhu God, let us fight together!"

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

When Ba Mudan saw this, he knew that something important was to be done.

After all, he is not alone, and Zhang Yiping supports him.

He had already sent a letter to Zhang Yiping, although Zhang Yiping felt that this strategy was too insidious to harm his fellow clan, but from a strategic point of view, there was no problem.

When the Han army went deep into the mountains and forests, there were South Vietnamese natives fighting and entangled, and then they were besieged by Zhang Yiping's army.

If the Han army ignored it and directly attacked Jiuzhen County, it would be flanked by front and back.

It can be said that regardless of whether the Han army knew that they were being calculated, they chose to go deep into the mountains and forests to completely solve the scourge of South Vietnam.

Or ignore it and go straight into the army.

There is only one end in defeat.

(End of this chapter)