"My mother, why don't you exchange your hair at Shibali Fort? Do you have to go back to our fort?"
Zhao Jijin looked at the heads all over the place, his face as black as dyed ink.
"Grandma, you think I'm happy?"
"You are willing to carry dozens of smelly heads and run for dozens of miles?"
"If Shibali Fort were not so poor that they couldn't even afford dozens of taels of silver, I would have thrown them into their fort!"
Chai Tiannuo rolled his eyes, and the four old immortals he asked to lead the horse laughed out loud. The conversation between each other's mother and the thief woman, Chai Tou and the camp leader was like a big drama, and it sounded very festive.
"Very good, very good, there is room for iron money!"
The two heroes glared at each other, but the military officer and the accountant were happy. This was just a good way to reduce the iron pieces. It was really difficult to save, and a lot of them could rot in a few months.
"No, absolutely no, this is a serious and elite head, he must have silver, bright silver with snowflake pattern!"
Half an hour later, Chaitian Nuoti slipped away two big bags of money and looked at the money bank with a face full of sorrow and anger. This is too dark!
Twenty-eight taels of silver are only equal to Ji's eight taels, and then there are ten taels of northwest money. As for the rest, they are all black iron pieces. If you shake them with your hands, they will fall off and rust will fall off. This is not acceptable.
Let people live?!
"Yingtou, the heads that Chai Xiucai brought back a few days ago have just been salted. Where should I put these head seeds?"
The logistics officer found Zhao Jiujin with a sad face. In recent years, the number of bandits killed has been very small. The military officers of the Xianggong Mansion have not come for a long time. The craftsman who originally specialized in making brain seeds has also retired. It is true that there is no one to deal with it.
"... Dig a big hole outside the city, layer it with lime and put it up. Don't forget to put up a big sign, where Chai Dameng is buried!"
Zhao Jiujin patted the big board in front of him vigorously. Chai Xiaozi worked hard to make money. If he didn't dig a big hole with him, he really wouldn't be able to immerse himself in it.
The logistics officer thought about it and realized that this was a good idea, so he happily said:
"It's better to take a trip to Beijing. It can boost everyone's ambition."
"That's right, don't forget to put up a sign, where Chai Dameng is hiding his head!"
Zhao Jiujin waved his hand, and the logistics officer grinned. Hey, the battalion leader is working with this tough guy from Chai!
From that day on, Chaitino became famous in Shibali Fort and even in the entire border town area. Even the royal garrison at Suolong Pass also knew Chaitino's name.
More than 500 heads were cut off in eleven days, and one man killed an entire battalion of royal court elites. The people he killed at Suolong Pass did not dare to send troops to Shibali Fort for several days. Chai Dameng changed the war around him ten times with his own strength.
The reputation of the head-cutting man in Bali Fort shocked the entire frontier fortress!
"What a good boy, you are worthy of being a disciple taught by Cao Fu."
In the Xianggong Mansion, Xianggong Xiaozhong nodded repeatedly as he looked at Chai Tiannuo's achievements. How many years have passed, and there will be thousands of enemies in the northwest, and he is still a young man without a crown!
"The results are indeed outstanding, but the tacit understanding with the Yinshan Guards has been somewhat damaged."
"Chai boy is too obsessed with money, which is not good."
Old Mr. Zhong shook his head gently and said some words of criticism, but his face was full of relief.
"That's not called being greedy for money, it's called being diligent and thrifty!"
The younger brother, the male breeder Shiyong, glanced at his eldest brother and said with emotion:
"I want ten taels for a thousand taels, Chai Xiaozi, you have a kind heart."
Grinning softly, old Mr. Zhong Xianggong nodded gently, which made me feel very relieved.
"You're going to have nothing to do with him?"
At Suolong Pass, Yinshan Guard General Temutu shook his feather fan and softly asked the White Dragon Mansion Captain Zhechong who was guarding the pass.
The captain smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"No one can defeat him. Four days ago, he sent two elites to kill him, but he killed seventy-one of them in one battle. If Batulu and Temur hadn't pinned him down, the whole group would have been wiped out."
Temutu shook his fan lightly, and after a while he spoke again:
"It's really hard to explain the fate thing."
"Unexpectedly, Dahua turned out to be such a genius during the turbulent times. From this point of view, Dahua's country has not yet collapsed, and the royal court may not have a chance to take over China."
Lieutenant Zhe Chong was silent. It involves important matters of the country. Just listen to it yourself. You must not open your mouth and talk nonsense.
"You said he is only seventeen?"
"Exactly, this news is correct."
"Batulu, Temul can only be restrained by the emperor?"
"It's true. The two sides fought for more than a hundred rounds. Temur was kicked in the crotch, and your head was pulled purple. The head-cutting man from Shibali Fort was really despicable!"
After hearing this, Temutu couldn't help but rub his forehead, kick his crotch and pull his breasts. These were all the actions of a wild boy. He was a quasi-guru after all. How could he do such nonsense?
"By the way, just listening to you talk about Temur, how did Batulu perform and where was he injured?"
"...Batulu performed well and was not injured at all. Before leaving, he shared a cold melon with Na Chaitino and had a pleasant conversation."
Captain Zhe Chong said this with a trembling face.
Temutu rubbed his forehead vigorously again, feeling that he had lost his judgment on the matter.
"Are you sure you're not talking nonsense?"
"Not at all, as more than a hundred people present can testify!"
"...Young people's thoughts are really unpredictable."
"My lord is right, it is really impossible to guess."
The two middle-aged men sighed together, this is the generation gap.
"Start tomorrow and continue to send out troops, one battalion per day. Batulu and Temur will not do anything else, just to suppress Chaitino."
"If I can't kill the barbarians from the northwest, I'll use my son's life to do it!"
"Here!"
Temutu's voice suddenly turned cold. He rushed to the captain and crossed his hands to accept the order. He hesitated slightly and asked again:
"Sir, since the beginning of the new year, our royal court has been filled with more than 3,000 people, and there are even more people from the northwest frontier army. How long will this situation last?"
Shaking his head slightly, Temutu's voice was a little lonely:
"When did the Great Talisman of Heaven and Earth appear?"
"But if we don't come out, our Yinshan Guards will be severely damaged."
Captain Zhe Chong's voice was a little trembling. Three thousand people, an entire army of elites, were all elites. Is it worth wasting it on such a futile thing?
"This is a bet between the Royal Court and the Great China Court. In order to achieve the goal, even if all the Yinshan Guards are filled in, Shanyu will not hesitate at all."
"This is especially true on the Dahua side. The northwest frontier army will not listen to orders. If they are all filled in, the Dahua court may be happy."
Shaking his head, Temutu sighed softly:
"You and I are both floating in the great current of the world. A defense change is coming soon. In the meantime, just let nature take its course."
"The difference between humans and beasts is that humans have rules and know how to abide by them. How do you deserve to be called a human being if you want to murder the same kind of people just because of money?"
"I bother!"
"This time I took off your clothes, and next time, I will take off your skin!"
Chai Tiannuo's voice was so thunderous that a group of naked men knelt on the ground and trembled in fear.
"Just take care of yourself, I'm gone!"
Chaitino snorted coldly, carrying large and small bags, and happily rushed towards Shibali Fort.
It's summer, and the hot wind is scorching people, but everyone's hearts are extremely cold, and not even a strand of cloth is left. It's so cruel!