Chapter 768 There are still people in the north of Xueman
In front of the gate of the post house, there are many soldiers standing, armed and armed.
Su Lu squinted at Hu'erhachi on the steps. Xueman came from the North. He was mostly tall and fat, so he was a good material for a soldier.
Su Yichuo pointed his gun forward:
"Hurhaci, the guards under your command are very skilled. Tell me, where did that military formation come from?"
Su Yi is very interested in Hurhaci's military formation, and must find a way to get it this time.
Huerhaci was stunned for a moment, military formation?
Wokuotai hurriedly echoed:
"It was Lao Si who took action to assassinate the prince's military formation. The assassins are all good soldiers in the army, so they should have used the military formation."
Hurha's face turned red. He had used all these methods. He had killed a thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses.
After a few steps down the steps, Huerhachi stood up straight, ignoring the pain in his back, and replied respectfully:
"General Mingjian, we Xueman are located in a remote place in the far north. How can we pass through the army formation? It's just a matter of bravery and bloody bravery by our young men."
Su Lu said from behind:
"In other words, you, Huerhaci, know that your Snow Tribe is trying to assassinate me?"
Hurha turned pale and wanted to refute, but thinking about how Su Lu wanted to beat him to death without caring about anything, he realized that even if he didn't admit it, it would be useless.
Lowering his head, Hurhachi lost his voice:
"Yes, the foreign ministers are not in good control, and there are some bastards in the clan who act without permission and hurt the prince. The prince is angry, so he will punish us."
Su Lu looked at the crowd at the entrance of the post house and asked with a sneer:
"You Huerhachi still know how to advance and retreat. I won't make it difficult for you. If you hand over the people who assassinated me, I can spare your Snow Clan. Otherwise, don't blame me for sending troops north to wipe out your Snow Clan's land."
Huerhaci knelt down and kowtowed:
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me."
"The person who assassinated the prince, please give the foreign minister some time. The foreign minister will definitely capture him and hand him over to the prince."
Su Lu shook his head:
"This is the capital of the Han Dynasty. I can't give you time except elsewhere."
Huerhachi gritted his teeth, stood up, and scolded the Snow Clan man not far away:
"Wokuotai, Wuligai, come here for me."
Wo Kuotai and the others came over quickly, bowed their heads and stood in solemnity.
"Where is Jaghatai? How many men does he have?"
Huerhachi asked, his expression ugly.
Wokuotai lowered his head:
"I don't know. Chagatai has been disobedient to me since he was a child. If Brother Meng hadn't come to Beijing this time, I wouldn't have known about it."
Wuligai raised his head and glanced at Su Lu, and suddenly said:
"My lord, I know, but I can't say it. If I say it, I won't be able to return to the snowy plains, and my family and relatives will also be retaliated against."
"I allow your family to move to the Tule Grassland."
Su Lu said without hesitation.
Wuligai immediately fell to his knees and said in a high voice:
"Wuligai is willing to die for the prince, even if he dies."
Su Lu motioned him to get up and gave instructions:
"Liuzi, take Wuli Gai with you, catch these assassins, and send a message to the Northern Protectorate. Just as I said, set aside a piece of pasture for Wuli Gai. The location of this pasture depends on Wuli Gai.
The performance is good or bad.”
Wuligai was overjoyed. If he made the first move, he would definitely be given pasture. Whether it was good or bad would depend on his own efforts.
There is no need to go back to the ice and snow in the North to live in the ice and snow, hungry and full.
Wang Xiaoliu led a group of guards and people from the patrol camp, and went with Wuli Gai to arrest people.
Su Yi asked Wokuotai, who was bowing his head next to him:
"Do you know what military formation those people used?"
"It's a Slavic magic, combined with the military formation..."
Wo Kuotai suddenly stopped talking. He seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said.
"Shut up"
Huerhachi glared at Wokuotai.
Su Yi stretched out the spear in his hand, drew an arc from the tip of the spear, and pressed it against Hurhachi's forehead.
"noisy"
Dark red blood flowed from Hurhachi's neck.
Ogedai hurriedly grabbed the barrel of the gun and prayed:
"General, spare your life, spare your life, spare my family head, I say, I say it all."
After all, Su Yi had fought hard on the battlefield, and the killing intent in his body was as real as it was locked on Huerhachi. The killing intent escaping also made Wo Kuotai a little scared.
Su Yi loosened his hand, moved the gun back a little, avoiding Huerhachi's throat, and asked in a cold voice:
"Say it."
Huerhachi took a step back and staggered away, breathing heavily and looking pale.
Ogedai glanced at Nurhachi and saw that he had no objection. Then he tried to calm down the anxiety in his heart and said hoarsely:
"This is a magical technique. We, the Snow Tribe, learned it from the Slavs in the North at a huge cost. We used it in military formations and were invincible."
"Every time this magic is used, a master needs to consume half of his body's internal energy to increase the momentum of the military formation and give the soldiers the courage to charge forward bravely."
"We, the Snow Clan, fought against the giant beasts in the northern Xinjiang in the past. Every time we fought, we were bound to lose. Every time the giant beasts attacked the camp, a large number of clan members were killed."
"With this magical skill, although you will not win every battle against giant beasts, if you choose the right master, you will definitely be able to win a big victory, kill the giant beasts, and protect the clan's land."
Su Yi became interested after hearing this:
"Slavs?"
"There are still people in the north of your Snow Clan? How many? You can actually come up with such a magical technique. I guess there are a lot of people here, right?"
Wo Kuotai did not dare to raise his head and spoke in a low tone:
"There are many of them, and they are all very powerful. In a fight, we men from the Snow Clan are no match for us."
"Is it more than our Han country?"
Li Dazhuang, who was fully armed next to him, asked, full of curiosity.
After Li Dazhuang became the commander-in-chief of the patrol camp, he never left the capital. He longed for the border and thought of conquering foreign countries.
Wo Kuotai looked up at Li Dazhuang, lowered his head, thought about it, and said uncertainly:
"It's more or less the same. Anyway, it's very big and there are a lot of people."
Su Lu's heart moved. Slav, this name is really familiar. If it is really the Slav he knows, it may not be smaller than Han.
"Which of you knows this magic?"
Su Lu asked and looked at Huerhaci and Wokuotai.
Wokuotai looked at Huerhachi and said nothing.
Huerhachi smiled helplessly:
"I know, of course I know."
"Anyway, the fourth child has been defeated. This magic is useless against your country's military formation. I'll tell you now, and you won't look down on me either."
Su Lu waved his hand, and two guards came over, opened the table, and recorded Hu'erhaci's words.
The content of the magic is very simple. It consists of a set of mental techniques to stimulate the inner breath and a set of matching military formations. Only when the two work together can the power be exerted, and the conditions are strict.
In Su Lu's view, it remains to be seen whether the increased power of the military formation is due to the bonus of this strange technique.
Su Lu told Su Yi to put this content away and return it to the General Staff Office for study to see if this method is really effective.
Huerhachi had gauze wrapped around his neck and asked Su Lu:
"Your Majesty, I know that my sin is so serious that I cannot escape it. After my death, I hope that your Majesty can forgive me, the Snow Clan."
Su Lu patted Huerhachi on the shoulder:
"I can spare you."
Looking at Su Lu's back, Wo Kuotai asked Huerhachi:
"Chief, if I had asked the prince just now, would the prince have spared the fourth child?"
