Prisoners of War of Ten Thousand Cattle and Sheep

Author: Buguliang

Prisoners of War of Ten Thousand Cattle and Sheep

News on the battlefield spread very quickly, and every time Guan Hong received the news, he lost his life.

"Don't worry too much. Didn't news come out earlier that there were differences between Chi Ran and several alliance leaders?"

Guan Hong thoughtfully said, "It's good to have differences. What I'm most worried about now is that they will directly massacre without regard to human ethics."

Yanque was shocked, this was really possible.

"What should I do? What do you need me to do?"

Guan Hong frowned slightly, "I don't know either. What happened this time was so sudden that there was no chance to make a move."

Looking at his lonely expression, Yanque could hardly tell whether he had really been fooled or what.

However, she quickly realized that this person was trying to trick her.

Yanque took a slow breath and said, "I believe in you, you can definitely do it."

Guan Hong:······

The response is quite fast.

His men kept moving, and the deputy general who had been paying attention to his gestures saw this and calmly arranged for a few people to leave.

If Yanque hadn't been reminded by the system, he really wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Moreover, the system was speechless to her for a while, "You haven't forgotten that you are still a qi cultivator, have you?"

Yanque: "Well, I'm sorry, the big screen you gave me before that allows me to view everything around me at any time is so useful that I relied too much on it for a while."

System: "Huh, be careful. I can't help you at any time. I won't help you at all in places where monitoring is not possible. You still have to practice, so you can't slack off.

"

"Okay, okay." Yanque promised again and again.

In Guan Hong's eyes, he was in an unknown daze again.

"Don't worry too much, I will definitely not let the war spread within the borders."

"Is there no news at all about the 100,000-strong army?"

Guan Hong shook his head, "Not yet. Isn't it also available on your news network?"

Yanque nodded, "Yes, the distance is too far, and some news is too late. We still have to go all out."

"Um."

In the next few days, the group of people ran almost non-stop on the road. Several horses were killed and it was a pity to watch the sparrows.

Guan Hong also couldn't bear it, but now was not the time to pity these things. Even so, when the group arrived in the north, not only was there no news about the 100,000-strong army, but even the advance team led by Su Mu also had to fight with the people behind after a heavy snow.

The main force lost contact.

This made the remaining soldiers panic. I don’t know when a rumor spread among the army:

"The mountain gods of Chimoor Snow Mountain took away a hundred thousand troops, and now even Sumu's reinforcements have disappeared because of this."

Originally, the people of Zhou did not believe in any mountain gods, but as more people started to complain, they gradually became panicked.

Lieutenant General Sun was worried to death. He said he wanted to deceive the enemy, but why did he get himself into it?

"No news has come from General Su?"

The herald lowered his head and said, "Never."

Vice General Sun took a deep breath, hoping it wasn't what he suspected.

However, the fact does not exist because he does not want it.

In the red dye army.

In the main tent, a miserable Su Mu was tied up and thrown on the snow-white carpet.

"Your Majesty, this guy is dishonest and wants to spread news to the outside world in the dungeon."

Chiran sat in the main seat arrogantly, looking at Sumu below, with a pair of groggy eyes wondering what he was thinking.

The generals below him did not dare to disturb him at this time, and stood there quietly, waiting for orders.

Su Mu was a ruthless person at this time, spitting on the snow-white carpet, "Chiran, you son of a bitch, kill or cut into pieces as you please, don't use the same old tricks on me."

Hearing this, Chiran seemed to have just woken up, and her eyes turned to stare at him, "Su Mu, you are still so arrogant. Why, is your general useless? Send a subordinate like you to defeat the future with me.

A pass?"

Su Mu: "Ha! Chiran, grandpa really shamed you. Have you forgotten the time when you cried for your father and called your mother for mercy?"

Chiran's groggy eyes instantly became darker, "Su Mu, you don't have to provoke me. If you want to die, I will help you. But I have the final say on how you die."

Then he raised his hand and someone took him out.

The remaining generals all knew what this meant, but no one dared to speak out to stop it. Everyone did not dare to step forward at this time, for fear that they would be the next to be punished.

Just at this time, the guard came in and said, "Your Majesty, the King of Mobei wants to see you."

Chiran darkened his eyes and said, "Let him come in."

"yes."

After a while, the guards led Bulato in.

"Chiran, it's really not easy to meet you."

Brato was draped in pure tiger skin, looking as rough as a primitive man.

Chiran said, "Bulato, do you think this is still your Mobei grassland?"

Brato: "Chiran, you called us the coalition army, are you just because of that shrinking guy? The army has been parked here for ten days, what are you going to do?"

Chiran's rough beard grinned, "What are you doing? Didn't we agree before? Now you have people, horses, and food. Isn't this enough for you to use for a long time?"

Bulato: "Humph, among the captives we were assigned, there aren't many slaves, and there isn't much food. But you know we in Mobei haven't seen a drop of rain in three years."

"But your people have expanded thousands of miles westward. If it weren't for my generous reward this time, would you be willing to come back from that place where the warblers fly and the grass grows?"

Brato: "Oh, that's not what you said. Anyway, we contributed the most and deserve the largest share. I want to take away the remaining 30,000 people."

Chiran's eyes suddenly turned blood red, "Bulato, stop in moderation. This is what you should learn the most."

"Hmph, Chiran, there is no such thing as "enough is enough" in my life, Brato. I am not a Han Chinese and cannot learn such pedantic things. You have to give those 30,000 people even if you don't give them. I will take them away tonight.

."

'Bang!'

The golden tea cup fell to the ground instantly, and the dim tea slid along the rim of the cup into the snow-white carpet.

Brato didn't care at all and casually glanced at Chi Ran with lofty eyes.

The two parties struggled with each other, but Chiran finally withdrew his gaze.

"If you want those last 30,000 people, okay, what do you want in exchange? The Alliance won't just give you whatever you want, right?"

Bulato snorted arrogantly, "Ten thousand cattle and sheep."

Chiran was surprised by these words, but then he started to wonder, "Since you have ten thousand cattle and sheep, what do you need those captives for? Their value is not as valuable as your ten thousand cattle and sheep, right?"

Brato raised his chin, "You don't have to worry about this, just leave the person to me."

Chiran looked at his sworn expression and nodded slowly, "Okay."
Chapter completed!