Broken mountains and rivers: Sushou restores the universe

Chapter 715 The wrong idea

The leader of the Xianzhai tribe, who was treated unfairly, had a lot of discussion with the Nanman king in the tent. In the end, instead of fighting for the food he deserved, the Nanman king made a dark statement, saying that the tribe is now dead. If there is no food, if the Xianzhai tribe thinks that there is not enough food, it will distribute the soldiers and horses to the other three tribes. If they refuse to divide the troops, don't complain anymore.

The young leader of the Xian Zhai tribe was furious but helpless. Half an hour after Xiao Muying left, he angrily left the king's tent, and strode with several accompanying guards among the numerous luxurious felt tents. Walking out of the gate in the south between a circle of fences that are one person high, lowering your head and panting heavily, you strode forward.

In extreme anger, the leader of the Xian Zhai Department lowered his head and did not look at anyone. He walked forward for more than a hundred steps with heavy annoyed steps, only to hear a flat female voice calling lazily: "This General, please stay."

The leader of the Xian Zhai Department was stunned for a moment, then stopped and turned to look, only to see that the person who spoke was the Yun Country lady Si Min whom he had just met in the tent.

At this time, he was far away from the group of felt tents where the Nanman king lived, and he was walking on a small road among the green grasslands. On the vast grassland around the path were wide felt tents. The place where the few civil servants and Nanban nobles lived.

And Xiao Muying was standing on the side of the road, smiling and cupped her hands and said: "Xiao Muying of Yunguo, I have seen the general, dare to ask the general's name?"

The leader of the Xianzhai tribe barely suppressed some of the anger in his heart, and returned a salute to Xiao Muying with the fist-cup ceremony of the Nanman, and said in a deep voice: "This general is Sizhen Fanyu, the leader of the Xianzhai tribe of the Nanman. Miss Xiao is waiting for this general on purpose." Is it?"

"That's right." Xiao Muying put away the etiquette, and said with a light smile: "I waited for a long time in the distance, and just came over after watching General Pan Yu come here from a distance. Can the general take a step to speak?"

Sizhen Fanyu shook his head and sighed: "I know what you are waiting for and what I want to do, but you should have seen it just now. The general's Xian Zhai department is now being squeezed out. If you want to let the general It would be a wrong idea to persuade Uncle Wang to send troops to attack Shen Guo."

Xiao Muying clasped her hands in her wide sleeves and placed them in front of her belly, said with a light smile: "The general is wrong, I don't want the general to persuade the Nanman king, but I just want to discuss with the general something that is beneficial to you and me." Things. Please ask the general to find a quiet place, okay?"

Sizhen Panyu froze for a moment. Compared with the Central Plains people, his brain was not smart enough so that he couldn't think of what Xiao Muying wanted to say. He hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and promised: "Okay, come with me." .”

"Yes." Xiao Muying responded lightly, and said: "General first please."

Sizhen Panyu didn't show much humility, and strode forward, Xiao Muying and others followed him.

Extending in front of Xiao Muying, Sizhen Panyu and the others is a small road that can accommodate ten people in parallel. On both sides of the small road are vast wilderness, hidden among the soft green grass are criss-crossing streams flowing, and a The yurts are dotted among the green grass together, exaggerating a touch of fireworks in the world.

When Fang Yi came out of the felt tent group of the Nanman King, there were only luxurious felt tents and fat and strong war horses on both sides of the path. After walking four or five miles forward, the felt tents beside them looked much more ordinary. Herds of cattle and sheep also began to appear on the green grassland, and one could see that they had reached the boundary where ordinary Nanman people lived.

(End of this chapter)