Chapter 2090 Those Tibetan slave owners who were once aloof
"What do the Tang people want to do? They are simply poaching our lifeblood."
"By doing this, they are making us enemies of Tubo. Damn it..."
As the noise in the prison camp became louder and louder, Meng Ding's face gradually darkened.
"In prisoner of war camps, no noise is allowed. Anyone who makes noise after three bamboo whistles will be killed!"
The soldiers standing in front of the prisoner-of-war camp shouted loudly and repeated Meng Ding's words.
Then, a dozen people blew the bamboo whistle, the first, the second, the third...
When the third sound stopped, most of the Tibetan slave owners in the prisoner-of-war camp shut up, but there were also some who did not believe in evil.
He was immediately dragged out by the soldiers, and then he saw the sharp light of the sword flash by, and dozens of heads rolled to the ground.
Deathly silence once again returned to the prisoner-of-war camp, and the aggrieved Tibetan slave owners who felt that their interests had been harmed were all trembling with fear.
Compared to moving your head, what is the loss of profits?
Look at the heads that rolled to the ground, and the headless bodies that are still twitching.
Qiangba pursed his lips and looked at his master, Tsering Baihu of Niya clan.
There was a little more brightness and hatred in his originally dull eyes.
Hundreds of Tsering households had already woken up when Master Gyacuo read loudly the announcement from the Yaozhou Governor's Office in the Tang Dynasty.
After hearing the content of the announcement, he was as angry as the slave owners.
But as the dozen or so heads were chopped off not far away, Tsering Baihu's face instantly became like the white clouds, almost transparent.
After Master Jiacuo read the official document three times, he stopped and drank tea to moisten his throat.
Taking advantage of this gap, Meng Ding walked up to Qianba again and looked at the Tibetan slave soldier whose expression had changed.
The corners of his mouth were raised covertly, Xuanji once again revealed a gentle smile, and asked Qianba.
"This general has just said that there are military regulations in prisoner-of-war camps. What should happen to those who dare to provoke and fight in prisoner-of-war camps?"
"Kill!" Qiangba suddenly opened his eyes angrily, opened his mouth and roared for a long time, immediately startling the slave soldiers around him.
Tsering's eyes fell on Tsering Baihu. Tsering Baihu saw Qiangba's crazy and terrifying eyes, and he felt frightened in his heart, and he quickly shouted loudly.
"Jiangba, I regard you as my good brother. When you come back with me, I will promise you anything you want, whether it is cattle, sheep, or women..."
Another scabbard hit him on the other cheek, causing him to stumble and lose several teeth.
But Tsering Baihu shook his head, which was dazed by the whipping, and tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to see clearly everything in front of him.
At this time, he heard General Meng Ding speak again.
"Jiangba, let me ask you again, was he provoking you just now?"
"General!" Jianba did not answer, but prostrated himself to the ground.
Meng Ding looked at this tall slave soldier in confusion, not quite understanding what this guy wanted to do.
Qiang Ba raised his head and said with a somewhat uneasy expression.
"The villain has no other requests. I just want to ask the general to allow the villain to be responsible for the execution. As long as he can do it himself, the villain's life belongs to the general."
Seeing the burning hatred in Qiangba's eyes when he aimed at Tsering Baihu, Mengding already knew what he was planning.
That's right, after all, revenge is more satisfying if you do it yourself.
Meng Ding took a step forward and helped Qianba, a strong man, up. He glanced at the Tubo slave soldiers around him who all looked at him and spoke loudly.
"Your life belongs to the Tang Dynasty court, not to this general."
"You must have heard the announcement just now. If you return to the Tang Dynasty, you can also join the army and serve the Tang Dynasty."
"Of course, but after you join our army in the Tang Dynasty, you will need to go through half a year to a year of training and testing.
Only those who stand out among them can become the real Wu Ben of the Tang Dynasty."
"I, Qianba, am willing to serve Datang. I can definitely..."
#####
Qiangba wanted to kneel to the ground again, but Meng Ding grabbed him, and then Meng Ding stretched out and exerted force on his waist.
The horizontal knife at his waist was torn off with its sheath, and was slapped heavily on Jianba's chest.
"You are a prisoner of war and should not have weapons, but you have just said that you want to stay in the Tang Kingdom and become a citizen of the Tang Kingdom.
From now on, you are no longer a prisoner of war. Seeing that you are also a man, I will give you this knife."
Qiangba held the knife in both hands, fell to his knees again, and stared at the trembling Tsering Baihu over there with red eyes.
"General! Thank you, General! Tsering Baihu not only provoked and insulted the villain in the prisoner of war camp, but also beat and scolded me many times."
"According to the military discipline of the prisoner of war camp, you should be killed!" Meng Ding turned his head expressionlessly and looked at Tsering Baihu, who was trembling so much that he was almost out of shape.
Qiang Ba tightened his grip on the unsheathed sword and walked over there with some staggering steps.
When Tsering Baihu saw Jampa getting closer and closer, he roared again as if he was going crazy.
"Despicable thing, what do you want to do? If you kill me, you will be cursed. Your..."
Jianba suddenly screamed strangely and stabbed him directly. He even forgot to unsheath the sword because he was so excited.
However, the force of the stick was so great that it directly pushed Tsering Baihu's body backwards and nearly a foot away.
Tsering Baihu's eyes widened to the extreme, and the intense pain even made him unable to breathe.
At this time, Qiangba was like a madman, holding tightly on Tsering Baihu's shoulder with one hand, and holding the sheathed sword with the other hand.
Just like this, and then, and again, he stabbed at Tsering Baihu's body crazily.
"Kill him, Qiangba! Kill him and avenge my sister!" A slave soldier who was a slave of the same Tsering family as Qiangba suddenly roared.
"Jiangba, kill him!" Another slave soldier roared with a trembling voice.
More and more slave soldiers seemed to have the fire in their hearts ignited and started shouting wildly.
Jampa, kill him, as if Jampa is the slave soldiers themselves, and the Tsering Baihu represents those evil slave owners...
Jianba howled crazily, and stabbed Tsering Baihu in the chest and abdomen with the sheathed sword he was using crazily.
That Tsering Baihu stared with one eye, and there was no trace of blood on his face...