Wu He stood on his hands and knees, watching his wives crying and wiping away their tears as they applied badger oil on themselves.
The burns on his hands and feet were very serious, especially the outer skin of his two arms. The two pieces of rotten flesh as big as a palm had been burned and turned white. After applying badger oil, Wu He was
It was slightly more comfortable, but the burning pain was still tormenting him.
Wu He had some considerations in burning his arm. If his arm was burned, he would at least have legs to escape with his life. If his legs were burned, everything would be over.
On the grassland, a pair of useful legs and feet is far more useful than a pair of useful hands.
Wu He was sipping the broth. In the simple understanding of the Jurchens, as long as they can eat and drink, it means that the body has strong vitality.
It has been six years since I got that huge windfall. These six years have not been easy. The adult men of this small tribe died alone. According to the Jurchen rules,
All the women have become their own wives and concubines, and all the children have become their own children. It will take at least two years before the eldest child reaches adulthood.
Last night's scene did not have such a big impact on Wu He. For a Jurchen, being killed or killing people is a very common thing. If he was not killed by a strong person, it means that the person in the shaman shrine
The creature has no plans to take him away yet.
"Can you tell me now where all the Jurchen people have gone?"
Bo Bo stood outside the wooden shed, holding two horses and smiling and asked Wu He, who was extremely frightened inside the shed.
Today, Bo Bo had put on Jurchen fur clothes, and the thick black hair on his head had become a mess, cut by long knives. Seeing Wu He roaring and about to pounce, he tore open his clothes and exposed his chest.
The eagle tattoo said to Wu He: "I am also a Jurchen!"
Wu He carefully looked at the tattoo on his chest and said, "Nali Khan's eagle? I heard from the Jurchens from afar that all of Nali Khan's eagles have been killed by the Khitans."
Bo Bo showed his white teeth and smiled: "There is no dead one, there is one more!" As he spoke, he tapped his chest with his right thumb.
Seeing that Bobo was a Jurchen, Wu He finally felt relieved. Bobo was far richer than himself, so he was sure that Bobo was not interested in his women and sheep. He roared behind the shed.
Only then did the small woman and child come out from behind tremblingly.
"Today I will kill two sheep, and I will entertain the eagle from Nalihan."
Bobo shook his head and said, "You need to take me to Keribao instead of entertaining me here to eat mutton."
Wu He shook his head like a rattle. He would not follow Bobo to find Keribao under any circumstances. Many people had died on the long journey while searching for Keribao.
Nowadays, the land of Liaodong is in great chaos. The nobles of the Liao Kingdom are evacuating in groups everywhere. The bandits on the grassland have also left their own territory and plundered the population everywhere. The battles between the bandits and the nobles, Wu He
Have seen it several times.
Although Wu He didn't know why the chaos broke out, as an elder who had lived for thirty-two years, he knew very well how weak his power was. Whenever such a chaos came, the best way
The best way is to leave the lush grassland, hide in the mountains and wait quietly for the chaos to pass.
Seeing that Wu He was unwilling to leave, Bo Bo started beating Wu He again. This time he used a stick, a very thick birch stick. The birch bark on it had been peeled off by Wu He, and now he was beaten bare.
People are very accommodating.
Among the Jurchens, speaking out is just a waste of words, and speaking with fists is the most effective.
No matter how hard Bo Bo beat himself, Wu He only shouted loudly for mercy and made promises, but never mentioned that he accompanied Bo Bo to find Keribao.
He knew that Bo Bo would not really beat him to death. As long as he survived this beating, Bo Bo would have no choice but to go on the road alone.
Two half-grown boys with runny noses rushed in fiercely from outside the door. They opened their arms to hug Bo Bo and then threw him to the ground. Wu He loudly ordered the two boys to get out. Those two little boys
Still pounced on him, his expression extremely ferocious.
The stick in Bo Bo's hand circled around and hit the two children's knees. They rolled to the ground. Bo Bo chuckled and raised the stick and stopped hitting Wu He. The stick fell like raindrops on the two and a half.
The older children were beaten until they were crying and howling.
"Okay, don't fight my Bodhisattva protector. I'll accompany you to find Keribao. I heard that he went to the Duck River and was preparing to attack the Khitan emperor again."
Seeing his child being beaten, Wu He felt as if his heart was being cut with a knife. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer. He punched the ground with his fist angrily and agreed to accompany Bobo to the Duck River for a walk.
Bobo laughed, and he really admired the commander's clear vision. He had heard the commander say that the only way to subjugate the Jurchen nation was to beat him and fill him with fear. As long as he saw you, the only way he could do it was to beat him.
It's about bowing down and worshiping.
Bobo also asked at the beginning that the Khitans killed too many Jurchens, so why did the Jurchens continue to rebel?
The commander-in-chief's answer was that the way to surrender is to combine kindness and power. The Khitan people only remembered Wei Jiahai but forgot De Zetianxia, which is why today's situation was created.
The Khitan people forgot, but Bobo would not forget. He took out a pair of armor from his horse bag and handed it to Wu He. He also gave a long knife of very good quality to Wu He. Finally, he even gave his other armor to Wu He.
A spare war horse was also given to Wu He.
"As long as you find Keribao, these things will be yours!"
Wu He tried his best to fight for his own welfare. He asked for two knives for his son and a bag of salt for his wife. Then he climbed onto the horse with difficulty and followed Bo Bo all the way east.
When passing by the Dalu family's pasture, Wu He suddenly remembered that once he left, Dalu would definitely annex his family's pasture.
So under Wu He's strong suggestion, Bobo and Wu He caught another big deer. The same thing kept repeating itself. When Bobo walked out of this small grassland, he was surrounded by eighteen deer.
Jurchen man!
Bo Bo has a lot of money. The Khitan merchants in Liaodong are not only greedy but also stupid. They know that this smart Jurchen buys horses and weapons from him, and only the Khitans will be unlucky. He still unconscionably spends his best money.
The weapons and war horses were sold to Bobo.
The only reason is that Bo Bo has a lot of golden beans in his hands.
Bo Bo didn't care how many golden beans he paid. He believed that these golden beans would only stay with the stupid Khitan businessman for a short time and would soon return to his arms.
They have almost exhausted this trick of giving first and then taking it back, and they have seen it too many times, so there is nothing to worry about.
The commander-in-chief has said more than once that the first thing a group needs is cohesion. Without this thing, no matter how many people there are, it is just a pile of loose sand, and an army that is like a pile of loose sand has no combat effectiveness.
Bobo has never had a feeling for the word country, because the Jurchens have never had a country, and their largest organization is the ethnic group.
After being armed, the only way the Jurchens could repay the greedy Khitan businessman was to rob him. Under Hai Dongqing's surveillance, the Khitan businessman had no way to avoid Bo Bo's sight, no matter how he changed his retreat route.
On the sixth day after parting with Bo Bo, they met again, but this time Bo Bo was no longer alone. Behind him were eighteen Jurchen barbarians wielding long knives and howling.
With knives and horses, Jurchens are born warriors. The merchant's guards were quickly killed. The rest of the Jurchens were happily showing off their trophies. Only Bobo stood in front of the businessman and said:
"If I don't kill you, go and tell the remaining Khitan people that I will kill them all sooner or later, and my name will be Wanyan Bobo!"
The Khitan merchant rode away on the thinnest old horse. Bobo firmly believed that sooner or later his name would spread throughout the white mountains and black waters like Keribao's name.
Indeed, just as he imagined, when the merchant first told the Khitan noble chamber of commerce Wanyan Bobo's name, six caravans had already told the chamber of commerce the name in a short period of time.
Wanyan Bobo, this is a very arrogant name. Wanyan means king of kings in Jurchen language, and king of kings Bobo is his full name!
The Khitan Noble Chamber of Commerce, which suffered heavy losses, immediately organized a powerful force to encircle and suppress this small bandit group. Only by eliminating this bandit group that came and went without a trace, those who came from Baishan Heishui
Only in this way can the valuable cargo reach Liaoyang Prefecture, Tokyo smoothly!
In just one month, the Khitan Noble Chamber of Commerce and Wanyan Bobo fought no less than six times. The nobles' private soldiers faced Wanyan Bobo's bandit group. Every battle was a deadly battle. However, Wanyan Bobo could always find him.
The most vulnerable parts of the private soldiers formed a situation of attacking more and less in a short period of time. When the large army of private soldiers arrived, they would only see naked corpses on the ground...
Accumulating the most wealth in the shortest time is a principle that Bo Bo has learned from Yun Zheng a long time ago. Not driving hungry soldiers to fight is a method that both Yun Zheng and Bo Bo fully follow.
It's just that the vigorous men look more ferocious...
The grass in August was already withered and yellow. In the withered grass as high as one person, a group of black soldiers were moving forward silently. When the small semicircular lake finally appeared, Bo Bo, who was walking in the front, just
The order to rest was given. At this time, the number of people under his command had reached an astonishing 600 people.
Looking at his subordinates who were setting up camp, Bobo smiled happily. At this time, he no longer had to look for Keribao. Sooner or later, Keribao would find him. (To be continued)