In fact, the relationship between the Qiang and the Southern Huns is not too bad, because there is no particularly deep historical hatred between the two. But there is also no so-called kindness between the two. The Qiang Haoshuaili
After Na Gu finished speaking, several Qiang people were ready to step forward and take action.
"This is not okay!" Fei Qian stopped Linagu's venting of anger with stern words, "Dear Brother Baishi, I have almost recovered all the gifts I gave you, but what about my losses? I lost four cars.
Twenty people, if you kill them all, then who should I go to to recover the losses?"
"But these sheep and horses left by Chi Nazi can make up for your losses, right?"
Fei Qian shook his head and said seriously: "Dear Brother Baishi, these are my trophies, not the money this group of people compensated for my losses. These are two different things."
Linagu looked at Fei Qian, and then briefly glanced at Ma Yan. Although he was still a little dissatisfied, he said nothing more. After all, what Fei Qian said made sense, and more importantly, he had the force to protect this truth.
What Rina Gu said just now was mostly to vent his anger. Of course, if Fei Qian didn't object, he still really wanted to do it. After all, he was preparing this bowl to hold tributes to the White Stone God just as Fei Qian said.
Now there is actually a scar...
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Linagu left with the goods, and Fei Qian also tied the Huns prisoners into a line and prepared to take them back to the Beiqu camp.
"Fei Langjun, I still don't understand why you gave this Qiang man these things..." Huang Cheng followed Fei Qian, got closer, and asked.
"If it weren't for this reason, the Qiang people probably wouldn't help us, and we might not be able to find this group of Huns... Haha, in addition, this time the Qiang people have an exquisite bowl dedicated to the White Stone God, will it?
Want matching food, drinks, and cloth? These extra things will consume their already weak wealth bit by bit..."
Luxury goods are originally derivatives of human desires.
Huang Cheng scratched his head and said, "What should we do if they have no money and seem to come to rob us?"
"Then tell them one thing, either we will be beaten to death, or all of them will have to pay the price for this behavior..." Fei Qian looked at the Hun prisoners caught in the middle of the team and said, "If
Thanks to the Han family’s frontier soldiers of all generations, today’s Qiang people and Xiongnu have all been killed so much that they have lost the pure wildness they once had…”
Now only the Southern Huns are left. The once more barbaric Northern Huns have been driven to the Alps. But now in the land of the Northern Huns, north of Wuheng, a minority called Xianbei is rising.
; And in Lake Baikal, there is also a nation called Tiele who are also gradually moving south...
These emerging barbarian nations truly inherited the mantle of the barbarians.
Fortunately, they are not too strong now.
Fei Qian turned back to Ma Yan and said: "Brother Chengyuan, the road in the mountainous area of our camp has not been completely repaired. I think since the Huns have the strength to rob our goods, they must also have the strength to open a good mountain road."
Come...if anyone is disobedient, I think you must know what to do..."
Ma Yan sat on the horse and cupped his hands, smiled and said, "This is natural."
Although he was smiling, the blood stains on his face gave him a creepy look.
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"What a bastard, when you hit me with a military stick, you didn't think that I was your nephew! After the beating, you only talked about running an army, which is of no use! Didn't you just rob some girls? What's the big deal? I'm a thief.
We're not an army. We need so many rules to make a living!" A majestic man with a full beard and a yellow scarf muttered impatiently and walked forward carelessly. After a few steps, he seemed to feel his buttocks.
There was still some pain in my chest, so I couldn't help but take a breath, "Damn it, this injury is just right, and now you call me here again, humph, if you don't give me some benefits, I won't recognize you as my second uncle...
"
The bearded man was walking when he was suddenly disturbed by something under his feet. He staggered forward a few steps and almost fell.
"You bitch! Who threw the knife here! You almost knocked me down!" The bearded man turned his head to look, muttering as he walked to the knife on the ground, his eyes suddenly lit up...
What a new ring-shou knife!
The surface of the scabbard is covered with a layer of fine cowhide, and a thin hemp rope is wrapped around the handle of the knife, evenly and tightly, and it feels quite good when held in the hand...
The bearded man turned around and looked around. It seemed that no one had noticed, so he secretly pulled out the ring-shou knife a little. The cold light like water came into view, and the fish scale pattern on the back of the knife looked so attractive.
The bearded Hehe Zhile quickly returned the knife to its sheath and hid it in his arms. Then he walked forward to a tent, coughed a few times, and then shouted: "That two, what, that... Guo Daqu is handsome,
I'm coming!"
The bearded man stood and waited for a while, but received no response from the people inside the tent. Then he shouted again, then impatiently opened the curtain of the tent and got in.
But not long after, Bearded Beard opened the door of the tent in a panic with a pale face, and ran out sneakily like a thief...
"Guo Qushuai! Where are you going so late?"
Two people walked from outside the camp and bumped into the bearded Guo Niujiao.
"Han Qu is handsome, Yang Qu is handsome," Guo Niujiao looked nervous, "Well... I'll just take a turn... Yes! Just take a turn!"
"Oh..." One person shook his head and said with a little sarcasm, "Our Guo Qushuai is still quite leisurely. Why, he went out for a walk after he recovered from his injury?"
"Ahaha...this, that..." Guo Niuhahahahahahahahahaha, turning around and leaving.
Suddenly another strong man grabbed Guo Niu's horns and said doubtfully: "Guo Qushuai, what is that in your arms?"
"Nothing! Nothing!" Guo Niujiao hurriedly resisted the strong man's pull and was about to walk out.
"Stop!" Yang Qushuai yelled, "Guo Niujiao, what are you doing hiding a knife?!"
At this moment, a miserable cry suddenly came from a large tent in the camp: "Commander Guo Daqu! Commander Guo Daqu has been killed!"
Guo Niujiao's expression changed, and he quickly lowered his head and rushed out!
Han Qushuai and Yang Qushuai looked at each other and suddenly shouted: "Guo Niujiao, stop! Someone is coming! Catch him!"
Cao Liu and others stood beside Lu Bu's body.
Suddenly, a young girl screamed: "Go away! You killed my general, what's the point of shedding a few pretentious tears here?" As she spoke, she reached out and pushed everyone away, it was Diao Chan.
Diao Chan stared at Lu Bu, stared blankly for a long time, and said softly: "General, these are bad people, please ignore them. Only Chan'er can truly treat you well."
Cao Cao winked at Liu Bei. Liu Bei understood, walked to Diao Chan and said softly: "Little sister, General Lu is dead. Let's discuss how to bury him..."
Suddenly Diao Chan screamed loudly. Liu Bei was startled, took two steps back, frowned, and shook his head at Cao Cao.
Diao Chan hugged Lu Bu and said softly: "We don't owe anyone else anything anymore. In the past, my adoptive father used tricks to trick you. I recommended myself to Dong Zhuo, the old thief, just to be with you forever. Today I finally got it.
wish."
As he said that, he hugged Lu Bu and walked forward.
When everyone saw that her face was expressionless, like a corpse, they felt a little scared. When they saw her approaching, they all moved out of the way.
They saw her walking straight forward, gradually approaching the edge of the city wall, and they all shouted: "Stop! There is no road ahead!"
Liu Bei chased after him and shouted: "Mrs. Lu, you..."
Diao Chan ran forward and suddenly missed a step and fell down the city wall.
When Liu Bei stretched out his hand to grab it, he sneered and only caught a corner of his sleeve...
Everyone stood on the edge of the city wall, but when they saw the smoke and dust flying, covering the two bodies, they all sighed.
