541. Chapter 540 The wind is confused and the smoke rises 20
They were getting closer and closer to the fenced area, and the Mongolian soldiers on the periphery had discovered the two of them. The two Mongolian men, who seemed to be veterans, winked at each other and walked over, their split smiles showing the deepest feelings in their hearts.
Naked thoughts. The two men put away their weapons, rubbed their hands and walked over.
However, when he saw clearly the attendants following behind Arnold, he was stunned and stood tight. "Sir." The two of them looked at Arnold and the little boy strangely. Arnold was wearing a light blue suit.
Han Chinese wear winter clothes, while the little boy wears a dirty cotton-padded jacket whose color cannot be seen clearly.
"Sir, are these two people..." one of them asked carefully.
No one in the attendants spoke, but everyone was closely watching the movements of the two Mongolian soldiers. If these two men had any intentions, they would definitely kill them with one sword without hesitation.
"Where is Boyan?"
The two Mongolian soldiers were obviously not stupid, but they couldn't understand the Chinese.
One of them, who spoke a little bit of Chinese, could only understand the word Boyan. He looked at Arnold and was already wary, but he didn't know how to communicate with Arnold. So he tentatively asked in Mongolian.
, “Can you say that again?”
Arnold looked at him sideways, his eyes were rare sharp, his face was cold as if stained with a layer of frost, he spoke fluent Mongolian and had a superior aura, "Where is Boyan?"
This time the two Mongolian soldiers had understood, but their faces showed seriousness. They did not dare to answer this question easily. If this woman was a Han assassin, they would definitely be beheaded if they put her in. But this woman
It didn't seem like an assassin. The group of attendants treated her with respect. She must have an extraordinary status. If she had an identity, how could this woman be a Han?
Arnold didn't want to answer when he saw the two of them, but at this time she didn't want to wait any longer.
At this moment, a sudden cry blew into her ears along the wind. The child beside her trembled sensitively, and his little hand grabbed her fingers tightly, squeezing her fingers so hard that it hurt.
Arnold's voice was gentler, "Don't be afraid, let's go take a look together."
The child's hands were slightly loosened, and he looked at her with his face tilted up, "Madam, aren't you afraid? Aren't you afraid that they will kill you?" He was very curious, wondering how this lady who clearly looked Han could be the same as Mongolians.
When they were together, I was even more curious that this lady spoke Mongolian so skillfully.
He was only six years old, but he knew that in the eyes of the Mongols, the lives of the Han people were not as good as the cattle and sheep they herded.
Arnold walked forward with him and said as he walked, "I was afraid before. I was always afraid when I was young. I was always afraid that one day I would be killed or beaten to death. But now, I am no longer afraid easily.
, because I have someone who can protect me. I trust him, so I won’t be afraid.”
Hu Gechi, who was not very far away from them, paused in his steps and his eyes flashed with joy. No matter what, he still has his place in Arnold's heart.
"Then what if he doesn't protect you one day?"
"If that day really comes, I will protect myself very well, because I have now begun to teach me how to protect myself." Arnold lowered his eyes and looked at the boy, "You have to know, no one can do it for you.
Before you protect your people, you must also work hard to protect yourself."