Just ride on the cow and gnaw it! Then either it gnaws it to death, or it throws you to death. Naturally, you just have to think about it. If you really want to implement it, I'm afraid Chai Shao doesn't have the perseverance.
In the quiet valley, a marquis and a prince-in-law quietly sneaked to the cowshed, endured the stench, and chose among several cows. Finally, they selected an older cow and untied the cow.
The rope was pulled out.
Killing cows is a technical job. Xiao Han, who has difficulty even killing chickens, naturally can't do this job. The cow's hooves are so big, if he accidentally gets kicked...
The ending will definitely not be too happy!
Fortunately, Chai Shao is very professional in killing cattle!
He led the cow to a secluded place and picked up a stone on the ground. When the cow was not prepared, he hit the cow on the head with the stone.
The scalper, who hadn't understood what was going on, didn't even struggle. He lay straight on the ground and didn't even make a sound during the whole process!
Seeing this neatness, Xiao Han immediately knew that Chai Shao must have done this more than once or twice. It seemed that the murderer who lost the cow in Chang'an for no reason before must have been found.
After the cow is put down, the next step is no different from killing a pig. It is nothing more than bleeding, skinning, and removing the internal organs.
Because these steps were too bloody, the "peace-loving" Xiao Han couldn't stand it at all, so he simply ran to the kitchen alone to prepare the ingredients, leaving Chai Shao and Xiaodong rolling up their sleeves and fighting.
"Hey, the cow is so obedient, why do you want to kill it?"
After a long time, accompanied by the curls of green smoke and the wafting aroma.
Xiao Han felt guilty and ate two large bowls of beef... Well, it tasted so good!
After a beef feast, they were full of wine and food. The two brothers, who had not seen each other for many days, rubbed their round bellies together and lay comfortably on the deck chairs outside, enjoying the warm sunshine of the autumn afternoon.
"Hiccup~ You just came from Chang'an, do you know how the Turks are doing recently?" He opened his mouth and burped. Xiao Han remembered the situation in the northwest and couldn't help but ask.
Chai Shao stretched out his hand to block the sunlight shining on his eyes, and replied feebly: "What else can be done? Those white-eyed wolves who can't get enough to eat want to take advantage of this opportunity, and it is certain that they will attack.
"
"Ah?" Xiao Han took a breath, looked at Chai Shao and asked, "Then why are you not in a hurry? If they really come over, what will we do?"
Chai Shao, who was still lazily sitting on the recliner, replied as if he wasn't worried at all: "What should I do? Cold! The soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it. If it doesn't work, I'll just blow him up like you said!"
Xiao Han frowned and said: "A few days ago, there was a letter from Chang'an, telling me to hurry up and make those things. Why didn't they appear to be shipped to the front line?"
"No luck, no luck!" Chai Shao waved his hand and said: "The things you have here will be taken to Chang'an after the people I brought here learn how to use them. Your Majesty means to try not to use them this time."
Xiao Han had already guessed what Li Shimin was thinking. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked: "Brother Chai, if we find a way to kill this kid Jieli, do you think the ending will be better?"
"Kill him?"
What surprised Xiao Han was that when Chai Shao heard this, he immediately opened his eyes, stared at Xiao Han and said urgently: "No!"
"Why?" Xiao Han asked in confusion.
To be honest, he really wanted to design a scene: let Gouzi use a crossbow with explosives to ambush in a certain place and kill Jieli Khan from a long distance. He believed that if the plan was good,
, this matter is at least 70% certain!
Chai Shao waved his hand to Xiao Han in annoyance and said: "You don't understand the rules on the grassland! Kill Jieli, and they can immediately establish a new khan, which is useless! And although this Jieli is cunning,
The root is a complete idiot, if we kill him and a powerful one comes up, wouldn’t we suffer a big loss?"
"That straw bag? Can that straw bag gather hundreds of thousands of troops? Can that straw bag invade our border every year?" Xiao Han asked in disbelief.
Chai Shao laughed and explained: "Don't believe it. It is more accurate to say that he gathered those hundreds of thousands of troops, but it is better to say that he deceived them. It sounds like there are many people, which is just a loose sand. There are still conflicts among many tribes.
So don’t think about it.”
"Then you can deceive so many people, so you're not just a straw bag, right?" Xiao Han still refused to believe the theory that the King of the Grassland was a straw bag. You can't just say that someone is a straw bag just because there is more grass in their home, right?
"What's the point of deceiving people?" Chai Shao sneered, "You still don't know, we have been fooling him with those glazed vessels you made in the past two years.
You don’t know that the most jingling thing in his royal tent now is the colored glaze! But he also moves frequently. Every time he moves, some of the colored glaze will be broken, so that we can pay tribute next time.
Give it to him again."
"You took Liuli and fooled him, and you fooled him for several years?"
At this time, Xiao Han was really surprised! It was really hard for him to imagine how stupid a king would be to do such a thing?
Glaze, jade?
I can't eat when I'm hungry, and I can't drink when I'm thirsty! Why bring so many people back home? Filling graves?
"Those colored glazes, shouldn't we have done something to make them break easily?" Suddenly thinking of this, Xiao Han blurted out and asked.
"How is that possible?" Chai Shao glared, "What we gave them are all top quality! Those swans are so beautiful that I am jealous of them. As for their necks being a little thinner, shouldn't they be? Whose swans are there?
The neck is as thick as the thigh?”
Xiao Han sweated violently. He could already think of how the Tang Dynasty sent those glazes that looked gorgeous but were actually fragile and could break at a single move to the grasslands. He was afraid that half of these things would be damaged even if they traveled to the grasslands.
"So, it is a good thing to have a greedy and stupid opponent! He can't die, at least not now!" Chai Shao said to Xiao Han seriously. After saying this, he thought about it again, and suddenly the conversation changed.
He turned and said in a cold voice: "When we get through these two years, we will send people to the grassland to capture him without you having to kill him!"
"..." Xiao Han silently nodded at this. He is a person who has read history, so he naturally knows what the fate of Jieli Khan will be like a few years later.
Sure enough, none of these guys in the early Tang Dynasty had a fuel-efficient lamp!
In vain, I worried about them and took the risk of exposing the recipe to make a big pineapple.
But they have forgotten that time and space without their own, this group of people still tore that huge grassland kingdom into pieces, and it will never be the same again.
Lying peacefully on the recliner, he chatted with Chai Shao for a few words. When he learned that Jieli's nephew Tuli was instigated by Tang Jian to try for the throne, Jieli had to leave a hundred thousand troops to guard him.
From the rear, this made Xiao Han's heart even more rocky.
"Now, there are probably more than 200,000 Turks. Li Jing is blocked in Lingzhou, and Yuchi Gong is blocked in Liangzhou. In the remaining places, most of the people have moved. Now the walls are clear and the country is not supplied with food and grass. They have always only brought three people with them.
The custom of dry food from the sky will probably be forgotten once the autumn wind blows."
"I think we shouldn't underestimate them. I once heard of a tribe that could attack and kill people thousands of miles away by drinking mare's milk and eating dried meat. These barbarians are ferocious at their core!"
