Chapter 514, Contrary to the plan, the general (13)
Bayar and others just looked at each other coldly and ignored him. Changsun Qianwen? What is this? I haven’t heard of it!
"First of all, I deeply sympathize with you for your experience."
"Bah!" Wang Lei had just finished translating, Bayar spat on the ground, and Bayin Zhuo and others looked at each other angrily. Sympathy? Sympathy for you!
Changsun Qianwen didn't take it seriously, wandered around them, and said with a smile: "Again, I express my sympathy for your situation."
"Humph!" This time, except for the dazed Huoda, the other four people snorted collectively.
"Third, I feel sorry for your tragic life."
The four of them raised their eyes, squinted at 45 degrees, and directly ignored Changsun Qianwen. These nonsense words made no sense at all, but seemed to be mocking them. If the chain hadn't helped them, they would have pounced on and strangled the pretty boy to death!
"Fourth, you should have had a more exciting life and a broader stage, but you are just trapped in the small grassland of Outer Mongolia. It's a pity, it's sad. As for me, I would like to express my final feelings..."
The four people didn't even have the slightest expression or reaction.
Changsun Qianwen continued walking and continued: "You have lower IQs and slower reactions. I will expand on the above four points to explain."
"You..." The four of them stared in unison, glaring at the eldest grandson Qianwen, and then quickly raised their eyes in tacit agreement, squinting at Forty-Five, and continued to ignore him.
"The explanation for the first point is that because of your recklessness and impulsiveness, you were ultimately defeated and captured, which is pitiful. The explanation for the second point is that you were captured, but no one will come to rescue you, which is pitiful. The explanation for the third point is
, your trusted companion finally abandoned you, it’s a shame.
If you still don’t understand, I have a recording here, listen to it together, and then express your opinion after listening.”
After Wang Lei finished translating, Changsun Qianwen picked up the tape recorder and gently pressed the play button in front of the five people.
"I found my father... Lend your heavy cavalry horse archers... The heavy cavalry went to Wiki... Fart... Borrow or not borrow... a thousand horse archers... We are friends..."
"Combine the troops as quickly as possible...find excuses to slow down...if that fails...evacuate the battlefield...set up traps...annihilate them completely...in the name of protection...deal with them...cultivate...the evil wolf..."
…”
The recorder was turned on, and Mongolian humming sounded, echoing throughout the training ground.
From Bayar breaking into the king's tent, to talking to each other, to leaving, and finally the spies from Timur and others. The entire conversation in King Laksh's tent that day was transmitted, and it echoed clearly to everyone.
's ear.
Bayar was dismissive at first, his face full of indifference, but gradually... his brows began to frown, his eyes began to turn, his face became gloomy, and finally, he stared closely at the tape recorder in Changsun Qianwen's hand.
Bayin Zhuo also stared blankly, his previous indifference and resentment gone, his expression showing surprise, confusion, solemnity, and finally his brows were furrowed, as if angry and suspicious!
As a warrior-level figure in the tribe, there is no shortage of 'communication' with other tribes. Not only do they know each other, but they are also familiar with each other, especially the Laksh tribe where the big leader belongs! So after listening for a long time, they can basically confirm the various points in the conversation.
Role!
It’s Timur, it’s Bayar, it’s Morigen!
Just the content of the conversation...even a fool can understand it!
After the last sentence was played, Changsun Qianwen turned off the recorder: "Did you hear the content of the conversation clearly?"
Everyone's eyes swayed and they stared at the tape recorder, not yet recovering from the shock.
"If not, I can explain it a little bit. The general idea is that the Timur leader you trust has no intention of helping you at all. What he does is just to deal with it and is just acting.
If you can make a breakthrough during the rescue process, Rakesh's horse archers will help you to some extent. If you have no hope, they will evacuate without hesitation. Facts have proved that they run very fast! You are ruthlessly abandoned!
Let’s not talk about whether you can escape in the face of Tianmen’s siege. Even if some of you escape, you will not return to the camp alive. There will be a sad fratricide on the way! Former companions and trusted allies,
I will kill you without mercy.
Leave no one behind!
Even your clansmen left in the camp...
To put it harshly, it won’t be long before your wife is lying under the body of a man named Laksh, moaning, being ravaged, spoiled, and played with wantonly. Your children will be instilled with a lot of thoughts of revenge and will become cannon fodder in the future.
, to be a slave and a plaything in the hands of others. As a man, as a warrior, and as the hope of the tribe, I feel...sad for you!"
Changsun Qianwen smiled half-heartedly and deliberately used sharp words to irritate the five rough guys.
Bayar's stern eyes turned from the tape recorder to Changsun Qianwen: "I don't believe it! This is false!"
Changsun Qianwen laughed silently: "What are you trying to hide by saying this? You know whether it is true or false. I can tell you without hesitation that even Timur promised to take you in to check the tribe.
It's just a show, he doesn't have any good intentions at all."
"What about you?" Bayinzhuo said coldly.
"Me? Generally speaking, I am a good person." Changsun Qianwen responded to Bayinzhuo's coldness with a smile. "You don't need to be angry with me. There is no need. I am playing this recording just to tell you that the Iron Cavalry Tribe has abandoned you.
My former allies will personally send your relatives to hell! Even if I put you back, will Timur accept you? Will he trust you?"
Faced with the bright eyes of his eldest grandson Qianwen, Bayar remained silent, Bayinzhuo kept silent, and Batu and Ulihan remained silent for a long time. Although they were bold, they were not fools and had the most basic ability to judge.
Timur may have really abandoned them! From allies to enemies!
"You can't go back to your home. You can't take back your relatives. What should you do?" Changsun Qianwen looked at them with a smile, and his eyes passed across the faces of the five people in turn: "If you are willing, you can live in the base temporarily.
"
"What do you mean?" Bayar finally heard the question and stared straight at Changsun Qianwen. Was he trying to... persuade him to surrender?!
"It's not interesting. I'll show you a wider path. As I said in the fourth article, you have potential and heroic spirit, and you should have a broader stage instead of shrinking on this small grassland.
Stay in an alliance that wants to annex you all the time.
If you are willing, this place, Tianmen, can provide you with a broader stage so that you can have a more exciting life."
"Hmph! The eagle of the grassland will never bow to its prey!!" Bayar snorted coldly, and Wulihan and others also looked away. Surrendering to the enemy? It is impossible to rather die!
"Do you know the Tianmen? Do you know the Saints? Do you know the Blood Angel? Do you know the Black Water Kingdom? Do you know the Black List? Do you know the Human Emperor? Haha, you don't know, you don't know anything. To put it bluntly, you can be lenient.
Arrogant, weak and ignorant.
Growing up on the grassland, in addition to riding horses and hunting, you also have children, and occasionally fight and discuss with the tribesmen. Your vision and understanding are limited to this monotonous environment, without any new ideas. This is a tragedy in itself.
, what’s even more sad is that you still don’t realize your ignorance and naivety.
Do you want to make yourself stronger? Do you want to see more strong men? Do you want to fight with foreign forces? Do you want to break out of the grasslands and conquer the world? Imagine your ancestor Genghis Khan galloping across Europe? If you are a man, you should think
.What about you?
If you are an eagle, you should spread your wings and fly high. This is what you nomads have always said, but... you spread your wings? You flew? If that is the so-called hunting and herding, I am really pitiful.
you."
The five people were unmoved because they could not understand these empty words and were not even willing to listen to an enemy.
But Changsun Qianwen still keenly discovered that during the process of Wang Lei's translation, Bayin Zhuo's eyes changed slightly. It was a bright light, a gleam of brilliance.
"If you simply say this, you may not understand what I mean. Let me take you to a place, take a good look, think about it, and then give me the answer." Changsun Qianwen gestured to Wang Lei and said
: "Open the chains."
"Sure?"
"OK." Wang Lei looked at his eldest son, Qianwen, and then at Di Cheng outside the court. After receiving a nod, he opened the chains of Bayar and others in turn.
Changsun Qianwen's sudden move surprised Bayar and the others. They had been struggling quietly before, trying to break free, but when the chains were really opened, they didn't know what to do.
Escape? He subconsciously looked at Zhou Shaohua, Tu Qingcang, Yi Tingxuan, Xu Yun, Da Han, and the little girl Long Er outside the court. The heat that had just surged was instantly extinguished.
It seems...possible...not very likely...
"Let's go, don't stand still. Sukhbamon has been waiting for you all day."
The five people twisted their arms and reluctantly followed a few steps, but suddenly...
"What? Sukhba Beast? My father?" Bayar stared at his eldest grandson Qianwen with wide eyes.
"I forgot to mention that there is a scarecrow hanging on the wooden pillar outside, and your leader is inside."
"Really?" Even Huoda was stunned on the spot this time.
Changsun Qianwen did not answer and continued to walk forward. The five of them looked at each other, their minds were filled with excitement, and they hurriedly followed. The previous indifference turned into anticipation and nervousness, and they followed obediently, for fear of Changsun Qianwen.
If someone is upset, tell them it was just a joke.
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Residential area, in the innermost room.
The Sukhbamon, as strong as a tiger and full of wildness, sat motionless on the sofa, staring directly at the TV screen in front of him. This was the first time for him to see such high-tech gadgets, and he was somewhat curious.
However, what Sukhbamon is most interested in is not the TV itself, but the scenes being shown inside - documentary clips of the major royal families on the black list, with introductions, comparisons, and battle scenes.
Some are tyrannical, some are crazy, some are spectacular, and some are shocking.
Various, each with its own characteristics, the only thing they have in common is that they are strong!!!
From last night to now, he has been sitting for a whole day without eating, and his body is a little stiff. For him who is also quite belligerent, it is simply a miracle. But looking at the shocking scenes, listening to the sound of
With sonorous and quality explanations, he got to know each powerful person, and felt the power and terror of the major forces. He... had the first touch, the first tremor, and the first time in his life that he felt...
Like a country bumpkin.
Until now, he didn't know that there was such a wonderful world beyond the vast grassland! So many powerful and unparalleled characters! So many magnificent and tragic battlefields!
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