World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 633 Two Purposes
There were about thirty people in the bonfire.

until now.

They just reacted and started to fight.

Some people picked up firewood sticks, some picked up shotguns, some picked up waist knives, and some used their bare hands.

The way they fight is very weird.

In other words, it's a bit quaint.

Quite like a group of ancient warriors.

The steps and the attacking posture of the hands are a bit like a dance. While fighting, he also shouts "Uha, Uha..." from his mouth. The intensity seems to be very strong, and the attack is quite majestic.

But Xiang Zixun's men are all well-trained and skilled, and the weapons in the hands of these ancient Gaoche men are too weak. They were suddenly attacked while singing and dancing, and were completely caught off guard. They were no match for Xiang Zixun's men. , the anesthesia gun was hit, and soon they all fell to the ground one after another.

Only a few of Xiang Zixun's men were knocked to the ground.

The whole fight lasted only a few minutes.

Xiang Zixun won a great victory.

After a while.

Five people returned to the car.

They took off my shackles, put weapons on my head, and forced me to walk towards the ger.

To the scene to see.

About thirty men, women, and children all fell to the ground at this moment. They all looked in pain, but their hands and feet might be numb. They wanted to struggle but couldn't. They looked at Xiang Zixun and others with horrified and angry faces.

Maybe because today is their sacrificial day.

This group of people were dressed in a very grand manner.

Loose robe, silk belt and riding boots.

These three items actually inherit the characteristics of the grassland people.

But the biggest difference is that their robes are sewn with a long strip of wide silk cloth from the left shoulder to the waist. The bottom of the cloth is inlaid with gold threads, which looks golden against the bonfire. Moreover, at the heart position, there is a Juan on the silk cloth. Embroidered with a person's face.

The face of the avatar is broad and flat, the cheekbones are close to the eyes, the eyes are narrow and slightly closed, the nostrils are large, and the expression is solemn and dignified.

Prairie people regard the heart as the source of life.

We often see that when grassland people express friendly greetings to friends, they will cover their hearts with their hands and bow to show respect.

They have this head embroidered on the heart, which is most likely the totem of a certain ancestor.

Xiang Zixun immediately ordered his men to tie up all these people with ropes.

While tying them up.

I saw a beautiful girl in her 20s among these people.

Healthy wheat-colored skin, crescent-shaped eyebrows, big eyes, a clear water with a hint of light blue, a tall nose, big silver earrings on his ears, and small copper bells on his feet, very similar. The beauty stepped out of ancient murals.

Her dress was the most gorgeous of all.

Especially the hat on her head is not only decorated with colorful gems, but also has beautiful feathers.

More importantly.

The silk cloth on other people's clothes was embroidered with the totems of their ancestors, but the silk cloth at the heart position on her chest was actually her own head.

When Xiang Zixun's subordinates went to tie up this beautiful girl.

When the others saw this, they all seemed crazy. They were twisting and struggling on the ground, as if they wanted to get up to protect her, and they kept shouting one word.

After listening for a while.

I finally understood.

What they shouted was "Huluo Le".

Is this girl the king of these high-end people? !

Xiang Zixun and others came here just to catch her? !
For the struggling Gaocheren, Xiang Zixun's subordinates shot the anesthesia gun twice more, and they immediately lay on the ground unable to move.

But the grassland people are worthy of being fierce.

There was a man who might not be very good at Chinese medicine. He suddenly staggered up from the ground and put his head on the chest of one of Xiang Zixun's subordinates. The subordinate was caught off guard and screamed miserably, falling to the ground and rolling several meters.

The man wanted to break free from the rope and pull the female Hou Luo.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.The troll hit him in the thigh.

Immediately blood splattered.

He fell to the ground.

Several of Xiang Zixun's subordinates immediately rushed over and punched and kicked him extremely fiercely.

The other high-car people screamed and angrily tried to get up from the ground.

Female Marquis Luo's beautiful eyes were filled with hatred, but she turned around helplessly and said something to everyone.

When all the high-car people heard this, they immediately stopped moving.

The man had been beaten completely and collapsed on the ground.

now.

A group of high-car people were all tied to death and could not move at all.

The place was quiet.

There were only cows and sheep grazing nonchalantly nearby.

Xiang Zixun looked around them and sneered: "Sure enough, they are the God of War nation!"

Since then.

He beckoned.

The subordinates let them go for the time being.

Some of the subordinates went to the car to get pots and light a fire.

Some subordinates went to look through the yurts.

These people are simply robbers!

Not only were dried meat, kumiss, cheese, grassland white mushrooms and other materials found from the yurt, but also many precious things such as agate, horns, black gold knives, exquisite carpets, and leather boots were found.

Some of them are feasting, some are smiling and dressing up, and some are putting good things in packages.

What's more.

In order to test the black gold knife, one guy went over and chopped off a leg of lamb.

The sheep scream miserably.

This guy just threw the bloody leg of lamb into the bonfire, saying that he would eat the charcoal-smothered mutton with hair on it later.

The man with the tall car was so angry that his eyes were spitting fire.

Some women and children were already crying.

Crying may involve crying out of fear, but mostly it may be because of distress.

The grassland people cherish their cattle and sheep very much.

When we meet, we often ask each other "Have you eaten?"

But when grassland people meet, they usually ask, "How are the animals at home?"

The behavior of these people can be described as an extreme humiliation to others.

Xiang Zixun allowed his subordinates to do evil, completely unmoved, and ate noodles slowly.

Female Houluo looked at the starry sky and muttered something, as if she was praying.

The group had enough to eat and drink.

Xiang Zixun held a cigarette in his mouth, walked to the female Marquis Luo, squatted down, and blew a smoke ring at the female Marquis Luo.

"Pure Gaoche people, beautiful Gaochehou Luo Huluzhi, I really worked hard to find you!"

The pretty face of the female Marquis Luo was extremely stern, she said "poof" and rushed towards Zixun to take a sip of water.

Xiang Zixun reacted very quickly and turned around to avoid.

The guy's eyes were sinister, he stamped out the cigarette butt, raised Female Hou Luo's chin with his hand, and pointed at the tall car man next to him.

"Don't talk nonsense! We have two purposes here today. If you agree, these people can continue to live."

"If they don't agree, they will all die!"

(End of this chapter)