Go through with a plug-in

Chapter 133
"General, old man, I beg you for one thing!" Guan Qing tugged on Wen Tao's robe and said bitterly, "I just ask the general to kill these Turkic thieves and avenge us merchants."

Looking at Guan Qing's resentful face, Wen Tao nodded heavily.

"Thank you, General." Seeing Wen Tao's statement, Guan Qing showed a gratified smile, held Wen Tao's hand tightly and drooped powerlessly, slowly closed his eyes, and remained silent.

"Master Guan!" Wen Tao was startled, and hurriedly shouted, even sending his true energy to Guan Qing, but it was all in vain.

"What's wrong with him." Seeing this scene, Wu Jiantong asked in a stagnant tone.

"It broke my heart, and I can't recover." Wen Tao said sadly, holding Guan Qing's body.

"Oh." Wu Jiantong was silent for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"Ask how many guards and how many people are there in the nearest tribe." Wen Tao's voice was low, without the boldness and cheerfulness of the past, and he just waved his hand for Chu Yu to ask.

Chu Yu lived up to Wen Tao's expectations. After killing more than ten Turkic people in a row, he finally asked everything out.

"Kill it. Let's go. Tonight I will bloodbath Tabar." After listening to Chu Yu's report, Wen Tao waved his hand casually, deciding the fate of these Turkic people.

There was an indescribable indifference in the tone, but none of the more than a hundred people thought that Wen Tao was talking big.

Bloodbath Tabal, this is the voice of everyone.

This is a massacre, this is hell on earth.

Tonight's Tabar is destined to be removed from the steppe.

"Separate the men and women and let them kneel down." Wen Tao sat on the horse, looked at the Turkic people who were either frightened or resentful, and said in a cold voice.

"Central Plains people, what are you doing!" A trembling old man came out with the support of two women.

"Old man, can't you see it, bloody Tabar." Wu Jiantong approached the old man and said with a grin.

"You!" The old man was trembling with anger from Wu Jiantong's words. He couldn't help knocking on the crutch in his hand, pointing at Wen Tao and cursing: "You will be punished! The God of the Grassland will not let you go!"

"Really?" Wen Tao stared at the old man, and said with disdain: "I'm going to kill you now, where is the God of the Prairie? You killed the merchants from the Central Plains who came to trade, and where is the God of the Prairie?" ?”

"You!" The old man's speech was stagnant, and he turned to curse angrily: "You people from the Central Plains are against nature and justice, occupying all the good and fertile land in the world, why should we Turkic people stay on the grassland for the rest of our lives!"

"Hey, old man, I can answer this question for you." Chu Yu smiled and stood up.

The old man was panting heavily after he finished speaking, his chest was heaving and unsteady, now seeing someone standing up, he said angrily, "Say it."

"Why?" Chu Yu walked up to the old man and asked pretending to be puzzled. Then he punched the old man in the face fiercely and said fiercely, "Because I am younger than you, and my fist is bigger than yours!"

The old man was stunned by the punch, and sat down on the ground. Two women beside him knelt beside the old man, muttering nonstop, tears streaming down his face.

"Beat the old man, you are still not a man, come at me if you have the ability!" Seeing the old man being beaten, a Turkic man kneeling on the ground roared furiously.

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Chu Yu slashed the dagger in his hand, and the Turkic man who was roaring angrily one second turned into a corpse in the next second, lying in a pool of blood.

"Ah!" Seeing Chu Yu's ruthless and clean movements, those Turkic men who were about to move calmed down instantly, for fear of touching the man in front of them.

"Maybe you don't know me, now I will introduce myself to you." Wen Tao stroked the mane of the white horse without raising his head, and the white horse couldn't help but let out a comfortable cry when Wen Tao stroked it. Gracefully took two steps forward with the horseshoe on.

He touched the white horse affectionately.Wen Tao said: "My name is Wen Tao, a vanguard officer under Tiannan Grand Marshal Li Tai, I came to you Tabar this time to ask for a reason."

"You killed our people, what reason are you talking about!" An angry voice sounded, cursing loudly.

"Maybe you don't know me well. When I'm talking, I don't like others to interrupt." Wen Tao listened to the man's voice, raised his head and smiled at him, and said softly.

"Ah!" The exclamation of the Turkic woman sounded, and the Turkic man who opened his mouth had an arrow stuck in his throat and passed through his throat.

Wen Tao glanced at Chu Yu, and found that Chu Yu was smiling and frowning at him with an indescribably cheap expression.

With a smile in his heart, Wen Tao went on to say: "I hope you will not be impulsive. I didn't finish my sentence, so don't interrupt, and don't cause bloodshed in vain."

The Turkic man looked at Wen Tao in horror, and the Turkic woman holding the child pulled her child into her arms and gagged the child's mouth, for fear of offending the Central Plains man by making a sound.

Wen Tao nodded, seemingly satisfied with the Turkic people's reaction.

Seeing Wen Tao nod his head, these Turkic people breathed a sigh of relief, inexplicably feeling a sense of joy and gratitude.

Thank Wen Tao for not killing them.

Naturally, Wen Tao didn't know what the Turkic people were thinking, so he continued, "I'm very reasonable. When the two countries are at war, I don't care about the death of soldiers, because this is their mission."

Hearing Wen Tao's words, these Turkic people felt that what this Central Plains man said seemed quite reasonable.

"But." Wen Tao changed the subject, but after finishing the two words, Wen Tao deliberately paused to observe the reactions of these Turkic people.

As expected, these Turkic people couldn't help but tremble when they heard that Chu Yu translated only two words, and even many timid women closed their eyes and folded their hands together to pray to the God of their grassland.

"Our merchants in the Central Plains, in order to help you Turkic people progress and improve your life, traveled thousands of miles to buy ginseng from you at a very high price, and then sold it at a low price. This kind of great feeling, Do you Turks understand?"

Wen Tao's tone changed, and the previous calm suddenly increased. Even if they couldn't understand Wen Tao's words, these people could feel Wen Tao's expected anger.

Especially when they heard Chu Yu's translation, these Turkic people had a look of confusion in their eyes. This was different from what the elder said. The elder clearly said that the Central Plains people were treacherous and cunning, and sucked their flesh and blood.

Wen Tao was keenly aware that many Turkic people turned their eyes to the old man. A thought flashed in his mind. Wen Tao dismounted and walked to the old man, holding his hand.

"Old man, I know you must be preaching that people in the Central Plains are not good and bewitching their hearts." Seeing the old man's expression of opening his mouth to speak, Wen Tao interrupted the old man, and then said: "I don't care what you said or did before. , Now, tell your people that you deceived them, that the Central Plains people are here to aid you, help you build, and get out of the sea of ​​suffering, and the Emperor of the Central Plains is your God of the Grassland.”

Looking at Wen Tao's calm face, the old man's heart is far from the calm on the surface. The young man in front of him is a devil and a disaster on the grassland.

"I, I wouldn't say that." The old man tried to calm down his mind, avoiding Wen Tao's eyes, and said with a guilty conscience.

"Ah!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, there was a scream. The old man was shocked and turned his head to look, only to see a few Turkic men closest to Chu Yu, holding their palms and crying, five fingers on the ground. Still beating.

"You're bullying too much!" The old man blushed and roared at Wen Tao.

"Ah!" The screams sounded again, the old man panted heavily, and turned his head abruptly, those Turkic people who had broken their fingers now even lost their palms.

"What on earth do you want!" the old man grabbed Wen Tao's collar and said angrily.

"Do as I say, there is one more nonsense, I will cut off your hands and feet and throw them into the wild." Wen Tao didn't care about the old man grabbing his collar, and whispered in the old man's ear.

Various expressions flashed across the eyes of the old man, anger, sting, pain, resentment, remorse, unwillingness.Eventually turned into ashes.

Pushing the old man away, Wen Tao snorted coldly, and said to Chu Yu: "Listen to what he said clearly, if you want to talk nonsense, you know how to do it."

"Yes, General Wen!" Chu Yu replied loudly, standing at attention.

The old man's face was ashen, and he said something to the Turkic crowd behind him. Looking at Chu Yu's reaction, the old man didn't seem to make any small moves.

The old man said something he didn't believe, and there was a lot of noise below. Wen Tao didn't order the soldiers trapped in the camp to do anything, and they didn't bother to control the Turkic people and let them roar.

"General Wen, he's finished." Chu Yu nodded at Wen Tao and said.

"There are no omissions." Wen Tao glanced at the old man and said.

"No." Chu Yu said firmly

"Elder, tell us, it's not like this! What you said are all lies, right!" A young man in the Turkic crowd cried and shouted.

"Elder, the people of the Central Plains will be killed and cut to pieces. We are not afraid. Our God of the Grassland is supreme. How could he be the emperor of the Central Plains people!" The woman who had been kneeling beside the old man spoke.

The Turkic people chattered and started a heated debate. Although some people didn't believe the old man's words, thinking that he said so after being threatened, there were always some people who were either ashamed or lucky.He quarreled loudly with the people around him.

Among the words, it is nothing more than what the old man said just now is the truth, and the people from the Central Plains are here to support and rescue the Turkic people.

These two different opinions caused fierce quarrels among the Turkic crowd, and in the end, two groups of people with different opinions fought each other and scuffled together.

"Look, your prairie god is punishing you." Wen Tao stood beside the old man, mockingly said: "Because of you, your people are fighting together, because of you, they betrayed their beliefs, or because of you , Push these people into the flames."

"No, it's all your fault, it's all your devil's fault!" The old man roared angrily, "Without you, none of this would have happened."

Wen Tao did not refute, but smiled noncommittally, and said, "If it weren't for your Tujile not being up to date, you don't have to die."

"What are you doing!" the old man trembled in his heart and said sharply.

Chick, the last thing the old man saw was a white light, the white light flashed, and the old man fell down clutching his throat.

"Massacre the city!" Wen Tao stood up and roared angrily. More than a hundred soldiers stood at attention, slashing at these Turkic people with knives and guns in their hands.

As the sun set and the moon climbed into the sky, outside the tribe, the corpses and bloody smell all over the ground attracted the patronage of the prairie wolves. Hundreds of wolves greedily gnawed and sucked the last effects of these corpses.

"General Wen, it's late at night, let's take a rest." Chu Yu said softly, putting a coat on Wen Tao's shoulders.

"Go and rest first." Wen Tao said softly, rubbing his dry eyes from looking at the map for a long time.

"General, what should we do next?" Chu Yu questioned as he looked at the map filled with various lines and strange characters drawn by Wen Tao.

"How far are we from Kemuler?" Wen Tao asked in a deep voice, his gaze resting on the map.

"The distance in a straight line is less than a thousand miles." Chu Yu made an estimate before replying.

"One thousand miles." Wen Tao tapped the brush in his hand heavily on the map, and said, "Take a rest for two days, and the day after tomorrow, we will attack Aojin Mountain."

Aojin Mountain, known as the grassland paradise, is the most lush and fertile land in the entire grassland. It is not only a paradise for herdsmen, but also an important source of food for Turks.

Wen Tao's idea was to support war with war, relying only on dry rations, people like himself will inevitably not be supplemented, and in the long run, it is inevitable that they will not be able to bear the large-scale exercise, but Aojin Mountain has nothing else, but cattle and sheep. This road is the densest and most numerous.

Not only are there herdsmen grazing cattle and sheep, but there are countless wild cattle and sheep in Aojin Mountain. The amount of cattle and sheep slaughtered in one year is equivalent to ten years in Tiannan.

The most important point is where Wen Tao thought carefully. That Aojinshan and Kemuler run in opposite directions. It is only less than a thousand miles from Tabal where we are now to Kemuler. If we go around Aojinshan, the journey will be more than two Qianli, this is also Wen Tao's method in order not to expose his whereabouts. He kills two birds with one stone, so why not do it.

After resting for two days, this lone army that went deep into the hinterland of the grassland embarked on the journey again.

It only took five days to travel two hundred miles a day, and Wen Tao and others rushed to this place known as the grassland paradise.

"Prairie Paradise really deserves its reputation." Looking at the scenery in front of him, Wen Tao couldn't help admiring.

"It's a pity that such a good place is in the territory of the Turkic people. Otherwise, just collecting herbs will make a lot of money every year." Wu Jiantong picked up an unknown weed and chewed it in his mouth. Apply it to the wound on your own shoulder.

"So what about the Turkic ones, if we snatch them from Tiannan." Wen Tao glanced sideways at Wu Jiantong and smiled confidently.

Wu Jiantong was taken aback by Wen Tao's words, and then clapped his palms and shouted: "Master Wen is really heroic, this grassland paradise, if you want to grab it, you can grab it. Hahaha."

"Pass down the order. Today we only seek money, and we don't kill people. If you see Turkic people, you will negotiate. Remember, we are bandits on the grassland."

Wen Tao said to Chu Yu that his group of more than a hundred people hadn't washed for nearly half a month, and they were all dirty and sloppy. At Chu Yu's suggestion, Wen Tao and others simply pretended to be Turkic bandits. Anyway, Turkic people's attitude towards bandits Very ambiguous, I will give you what you need, and leave when you are full.

(End of this chapter)