Mu Yangren was also very scared, but his many years of experience in trying to find sideways allowed him to quickly control the fear in his heart. He slowly turned around, smiled and gently cupped his hands in the direction of the conversation, "Hey, how many of us are there?
I'm just talking about old things. It has nothing to do with current things. Right, Mr. Right, are you looking for Khan? I'll go in and inform you!"
Encountering such a hobgoblin, right-hand commander Zhabier had no choice. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said in a deep voice: "No need! I'm not looking for the Khan, I'm looking for you. The Tang army is stationed outside the city.
A weird-looking mound, the Prime Minister asked me to ask you to come over and see what it is?"
"I'm just a wandering Taoist priest, how can I know so much!" When Mu Yangren heard this, he immediately ducked back, "Commander, you'd better find someone else. If I say something wrong, wouldn't it be delayed?"
Your big deal!”
"Are you going or not?" Zabier was furious and reached out to press the handle of the knife at his waist.
Youdao is a good man who will not suffer the immediate consequences. Seeing that the other party was really going to use violence, Mu Yangren immediately changed his face and said with a smile, "I'll go, why don't I go? But if I say something wrong, you
You can’t settle accounts with me in the future!”
"Hurry up, there's so much nonsense!" Zabier gave him a fierce push and ordered loudly.
The fake Taoist priest Mu Yangren couldn't resist, so he ordered someone to lead a war horse, ride on it, and followed behind Chabier in dismay. After listening to the sound of the horn for several days, everyone in Zhezhe City was in danger at this moment. The time was right.
At noon, there were not many pedestrians on the street. The shops along the way were also closed and locked, for fear that something might happen if they were not careful.
The two walked along the street for a while, one after the other, looking around to see if there was no one else watching. The right-hand commander Zhabir, who was walking in front, quietly tightened the reins of the horse and slowed down the horse. Waiting for Mu Yangren to
Unconsciously walking alongside him, he turned his head and asked in a very low voice: "Tell me the truth, are you a spy sent by those outside from the Tang Dynasty?!"
"You're wronged! You're wronged!" Mu Yangren was startled, and he quickly raised his hands and shouted, "You're wronged. You're Ban Tianyun's military advisor. The Tang army couldn't kill you when they saw you. How can you let Xiao go?"
He went to the city to be an undercover agent? If you don’t believe it, call the brothers around me and interrogate him to see if he has anything to do with the Tang army."
He was so frightened that he was sweating all over his head, but the right commander Zhabir didn't take it seriously at all. Hearing Mu Yangren's sincere words, he smiled and comforted him softly: "Okay, okay, if it's not, it's not.
What are you yelling about? I was just asking casually!"
"Commander Right, Commander You, you can ask whatever you want, but it will cost someone a life!" Mu Yangren wiped the cold sweat while scolding the eighth generation of Zhabir's ancestors in his stomach. Is there such a casual question? Once someone catches someone's suspicion.
, how many of my heads have you chopped off? His grandma’s will die sooner or later!
"Now, who dares to touch you as the palace manager?!" Zhabir didn't feel that what he just said was too much. He smiled again and said calmly. "However, I don't know how long you can be the palace manager.
.The Great Khan hates his subordinates for eating him inside and outside!"
"My loyalty to the Great Khan can be seen from the sun and the moon!" Mu Yangren immediately raised his hand again and swore. Lest the other party didn't believe it, he quickly added, "Without the Great Khan, there would be no villain today. Xiaoren."
No one could have ever dreamed that he could become such a great official. If he had not been loyal to the Great Khan, would anyone else have given him so much wealth and honor?"
In the last few sentences, the points mentioned in each sentence made people disbelief. Nodding, the right commander Zhabir said with a smile, "Indeed, no one except Dahan will appreciate you! Then let me ask you another question
To be honest, do you think our Zhezhe City can escape this disaster?"
"This...?" Mu Yangren originally wanted to escape, but he was stared at with a knife-like gaze. He had to take it seriously. After thinking for a while, he said in a very low voice: "If you sweat profusely the first two times,
If you are willing to listen to the advice of the little man, regardless of the reality of the Tang army outside, and just go out and fight them desperately, you may still have a chance to win. But the little man talks softly, and Master Zuo Shuai has to fight with the little man in everything.
…”
"Let's not talk about the past. Just ask now, can we still defend Zhezhe City?!" Chabier waved his hand to stop Mu Yangren's complaint. As an old brother beside Ju Chebi Shi
, he also had a lot of dissatisfaction with the behavior of Prime Minister Baishar, Zuo Shuai Gayasi and others. However, in the face of a powerful enemy, these contradictions can be put aside for the time being to avoid being given the opportunity by the Tang Dynasty.
"Young ones don't know how to fight!" Mu Yangren emphasized with a wry smile, and then continued to add, "But there is an old saying in the Tang Dynasty, which says that beating the drum for the first time can build up morale, and beating the drum for the second time will reduce morale.
Half down. If you didn't seize the opportunity when you beat the drum the first two times, the third time you beat the drum, it won't have any effect. Now the officers and soldiers in the city know that the Great Khan is determined to wear out the Tang army. How can anyone be willing to go out and fight?
?So, now, whether I can hold on to it or not, I have no choice but to hold on to it!"
The culture in Hezhong is different from that in the Central Plains, but Zabir is also a veteran of hundreds of battles. How could he not understand the principle of "strengthening, then weakening, and then exhausting three times". After listening to Mu Yangren's words, he was silent for a long time, and then sighed, faintly
Authentic: "Indeed, we can only defend it. However, if Zhezhe City cannot be defended, can you think of a way to protect Dahan. To be honest, from the day I met him, you are the one he appreciates the most.
Tang people!"
"Small, all I can say is, I will try my best!" Mu Yangren was also very moved when he mentioned Ju Chebishi's kindness. He nodded and made a solemn promise. "But, isn't it too early to say this now?
Son. After all, if you have any idea, you must first obtain the approval of the Prime Minister and Commander Zuo!"
"You don't have to worry about this." Knowing that Mu Yangren's promise may not be reliable and his future is bleak, Chabier can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor for the time being. When no one is paying attention nearby, he takes out a gold medal from his arms
, he quickly handed it to Mu Yangren, "This is my commander's token. I can lend it to you for a few days. With it, your people will not be questioned when entering or leaving the city gates!"
'What does he mean? Do you want me to contact the Tang army to surrender?' Mu Yangren was shocked, holding the gold medal as if holding a ball of coals. 'Why doesn't he go by himself? Could it be that he wants to use me as a shield again?'
Having already guessed his reaction, Chabier curled his lips and said with a sneer: "Don't worry, if something happens, I will naturally take care of it for you. I just want to find another way out if I can't defeat you.
After all, he is a big cannibal. We in Zhezhe City don’t have much grudge against the Tang Dynasty.”
"This..." Mu Yangren still couldn't react and continued to be dumbfounded. In his memory, right-hand commander Zhabir had already accepted the Tianfang religion and was extremely pious in every word and deed. Who could have expected that this man would actually start a fight?
The idea of riding two boats.
Seeing that the pseudo-Taoist Mu Yangren was still confused, Zabier shrugged and added with a sneer, "Whether you Tang people or they are cannibals, it's just a gust of wind. At most, it's the difference between cold wind and warm wind. I and I
Ju Che Bi Shi, but it is the grass here. No matter which wind blows over, it will not take root here. And we grasses cannot leave here and move elsewhere! Therefore, we can only follow the wind.
Got it!"
As he spoke, he sighed again, as if he wanted to turn all the resentment in his heart into a breath of resentment and spit it out to the sky. Mu Yangren felt sad when he heard this, grinned, and whispered, "Mu understands that you
It means. Mu will try his best to do it well. No matter what, he will not let down the trust of the Khan and you!"
"I hope you can do what you say!" Right Commander Zhabir stared at Mu Yangren, as if he wanted to see through his inner world with his eyes. After a while, he sighed again and whispered: "Let's go, don't let Da Qian wait.
Anxious."
"Yes!" Mu Yangren, the fake Taoist priest, agreed and rode his horse to follow. A moment later, the two of them arrived at the gate of the east city. They handed their mounts to the soldiers guarding the city and walked quickly along the horse road to the top of the city. First, they followed the Prime Minister Bai Shaer.
After receiving the gift, they then looked out of the city with their shoulders crossed.
I saw a majestic high platform rising from the ground, far away from Zhezhe City. On the high platform, there were four huge incense burners. Wisps of green smoke continued to emerge from the holes in the incense burners, swirling around the high platform.
The top is decorated like a dream.
"Woooooooo------" Several horns sounded through the smoke, with a faint ancient charm. Although Mu Yangren could not understand the meaning conveyed by the horns, his heart suddenly shrank, and he felt solemn.
The feeling rose from the soles of my feet and went straight to my forehead.
The sound of the horn was like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's roar, coming from the ancient barbaric era, awakening the sleeping memory deep in his heart. Slashing and burning, overcoming thorns and thorns. Emperor Xuanyuan's fierce battle with Chi You, and the Han cavalry galloping outside the Great Wall, may all be accompanied by the same tune.
, the same melody.
Unknowingly, Mu Yangren stood up straight, with a faint moist luster shining in his eyes. He was from the Tang Dynasty. He was skinned, broken into bones, crushed into ashes, and buried in the mud.
, is also from the Tang Dynasty. Wearing a sheepskin cloak, a mink fur hat, hanging animal bones around his neck, and full of precious stones on his earlobes, he is still from the Tang Dynasty.
This identity, deep in his heart, he does not want to change and cannot change.
"You Kafir, do you know what is on the other side? Don't waste time, tell me quickly!" Seeing Mu Yangren's nagging look, Zuo Shuai Gayaxi felt angry and pushed him.
Give orders loudly.
"I know!" Mu Yangren secretly clenched his fist and responded in a deep voice.
"What?" After hearing this, Prime Minister Baishaer immediately rushed forward and asked eagerly.
"Oath platform!" Mu Yangren straightened his waist for a rare moment, looked into Bai Shaer's eyes, and replied loudly. "It is said that a hero in the Central Plains used this thing to ally with the princes and order everyone to drive out the barbarians!"
