After Li Fugui escaped, he found that Muchuan had no intention of escaping, and he couldn't help but feel even more anxious.
"Sir, I know that you must be a rich young master in the Tang Dynasty, but these rebels don't care about that. If you are caught, your family may not be able to redeem you even if they want to!"
"Just listen to what I'm saying, let's run away for our lives! We'll keep the green hills and we won't have to worry about having no firewood!"
Li Fugui begged bitterly.
He didn't want to escape alone. In that case, he would lose the opportunity to return to the mainland, which was what he wanted in his life!
Muchuan smiled and shook his head.
"Don't panic."
Don’t panic?
Everyone in Li Fugui was dumbfounded.
He had just seen that this group of rebels was not large in number, only twenty or thirty people at most, and he had an equivalent number on his side.
But the problem is that this is not a problem that can be solved by the same number of people.
They are a well-trained army, but here are a group of slaves.
If there is a conflict between the two parties, it will be like an egg hitting a rock!
Seeing Muchuan's calm and calm appearance, he seemed not to be afraid of the rebels.
Although Li Fugui's calves were trembling, he already had the idea of escape alone.
But he always felt a little strange. After getting along with him these days, he understood that Muchuan was a smart man and would never do such a stupid thing that would lead to death.
Could it be that I really have a way to deal with these rebels?
This idea came to Li Fugui's mind.
He gritted his teeth and decided to take a gamble.
Running away now is nothing more than returning to the lifeless life before.
But if you stay, as long as you don't die, you will definitely be able to return to the mainland in the future.
Thinking of this, Li Fugui gritted his teeth and no longer thought about escaping, but his calves were still trembling.
Muchuan glanced at Li Fugui with a half-smile and said, "What?
Aren’t you going to run away?”
As soon as these words came out, Li Fugui couldn't help but be shocked.
He quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Look what you said, Master, you haven't left yet, how dare you, the young one, escape first?"
Muchuan smiled and said nothing and did not reply.
Muchuan couldn't tell that Li Fugui had just come up with the idea of escaping alone.
Fortunately, Li Fugui made the right choice in the end, which made Muchuan look at him twice.
Soon, the rebels caught up.
They wore dust-proof wind helmets and uniform masks. Although their faces could not be clearly seen, the aura they revealed gave people a Shura-like intimidation.
Looking at it from such a close distance, Li Fugui was so frightened that his face almost turned green.
Just now he took a look from a distance but didn't look carefully. Now after looking carefully, he realized that these rebels were not ordinary rebels, but the elite of the elite - the Ghost Face Army!
At this moment, even though Li Fugui regretted it, he was not in the mood to run away.
Facing the Ghost Faced Army, no one can escape their pursuit.
"Master, we are doomed, they are the Ghost Faced Army!"
Li Fugui shouted with a cry.
Hearing this, Muchuan couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Ghost-faced army?"
"The Ghost Face Army was the personal guard of the former Zampu. It was also the most elite force in the entire Tibet."
"They are the leaders of the rebels. I heard that they have been looking for the bloodline of the former Zampu. Once they find it, they will probably fight Songtsen Gampo again."
After hearing this, Muchuan also roughly understood the situation.
He was not at all interested in the internal struggle in Tibet.
If these ghost-faced soldiers didn't know what was good or bad, Muchuan wouldn't mind sending them back to the west.
If he knew good from evil, Muchuan would not conflict with them.
At this time, the ghost-faced army finally rushed over.
After seeing Muchuan, they all stopped for a moment.
"Tang people?"
A ghost-faced soldier said something to Muchuan in broken Chinese.
When Muchuan saw this, he naturally understood that the other party had no murderous intention, otherwise he would have killed him without any nonsense.
Muchuan nodded, smiled slightly and said, "Yes, we are a caravan from the Tang Dynasty."
Hearing Muchuan speak fluent Chinese, the Ghost Face Army completely confirmed Muchuan's identity.
In this desert, they would capture or massacre everyone, but they would not do this to the people of the Tang Dynasty.
After all, if they want to regain power, they must get the support of the Tang Dynasty, so naturally they will not offend the Tang Dynasty people.
This ghost-faced soldier who could speak Chinese looked at Muchuan up and down. From Muchuan's luxurious clothes and decent conversation, he guessed that Muchuan was definitely not a small role.
"Tangren, friend!"
The tone of the ghost-faced army became softer, and there seemed to be a little bit of flattery in it.
Muchuan did not expect that the other party's attitude would change so quickly, but he replied with a smile: "Yes, yes, friends!"
It is better to be friendly to others than to be hostile to them.
The ghost-faced army said again: "Friend, go back and have a drink!"
As he said that, the ghost-faced army pointed at their tent, and it was obvious that he was inviting Muchuan to come over for a drink.
Muchuan planned to refuse, but he suddenly thought that if he refused straight away, he would probably anger the other party.
If the two sides fight, Muchuan will naturally not be afraid.
But if it hurts the slave or scares away the camel, it is not worth it.
Ever since, Muchuan accepted the invitation.
Anyway, Muchuan has a physique that is invulnerable to all poisons, so he is not afraid that the other party will do something in the drink.
Following the Ghost Face Army to their camp, Muchuan discovered something quite strange.
Most of the tents here are quite rough, but there is only one that is quite beautiful, giving people a gaudy feel.
The owner of this tent is probably a big shot in the rebel army.
Muchuan guessed this.
It's a pity that these ghost-faced troops did not bring Muchuan to the fancy tent, but to a big tent.
I don’t know where the Ghost Face Army got the wine and meat, but they were all placed in front of Muchuan.
Apart from anything else, the hospitality was quite warm.
After entering the tent, the ghost-faced army who could speak Chinese also took off his mask, revealing a livid face.
However, this livid face was forced into a smile at this moment. Although it was a smile, it was uglier than crying.
It can be seen that this person has probably never smiled on weekdays, but it is quite reluctant to ask him to smile now.
"Friend, drink! Drink!"
The ghost-faced army picked up the bowl, raised it towards Muchuan, and then drank the wine in one gulp.
Muchuan was not polite and drank the wine in one gulp.
The alcohol content of the Tibetan wine is much lower than that of the Tang Dynasty, let alone the high-concentration wine made by Muchuan.
Anyway, after drinking this bowl of wine, Muchuan felt like drinking water.
"good!"
The ghost-faced army gave Muchuan a thumbs up. He was shocked by Muchuan's drinking capacity.
As everyone knows, the strong alcohol in their eyes may not even be as good as the beer of later generations in Muchuan's eyes.
