It is also a classic Hong Kong movie with a sense of déjà vu. The city gate slowly opened. Zhang Yan, Zang Ba and other subordinates led the door, as well as the juniors Wang Yong, Xu Guang and others carrying knives and axes, surrounded Wang Hou with great momentum. Everyone looked beautiful in armor.

In contrast, there were more grassy platforms on the Xianbei people, including several tribal leaders, nobles! nobles! They were not as neatly dressed as the island city wharf. They were covered with a few pieces of broken sheepskin, and the wool ridges on them were all black and willow-like.

Moreover, it is not easy to take a bath in the grassland in this era. Some herders only take three baths in their lives. When they meet, the smell of not washing their hair or taking a bath has made Wang Hou want to pinch his nose.

No wonder nomads of this era either comb their hair with small braids or shave their heads half-pulled like the guys in front of them, making it easy to find lice on their heads!

Then, there are several records in later history books that the Xianbei people were handsome.

"The Legend of Chu Qiao" and "The Princess Weiyoung" are so handsome. But when you really see the real person, Wang Hou is really disappointed. These Yuwen tribes who can represent tribal negotiations are the ancestors of the young and handsome princes in the North Korea, with a round face, a plump forehead, a thick cheek, like Tao'er, and a bald head, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the handsome young and handsome princes.

This is still the boss-level trajectory between the "transnational crime" gang. Just as Wang Hou was shaking his head, he came up. The leader, who was bald in the middle, had his hair braided in small braids, and was wearing a sheepskin coat, was already grinning and yelling arrogantly. The Xianbei "foreign language" was spoken urgently and quickly, and it felt like Harry Potter was dying. Wang Hou's brain was two circles wide.

Fortunately, he has an interpreter.

His head tilted. In the Battle of Granary last year, in the three lower tribes of Wuhuan, the big man who was captured by Wang Hou's first battle was wearing a Taoist robe, walked out of the army staggeringly and stood in front.

It is simply a miracle of cultural creation. The silly big man is big and thick. At first glance, he is a man with less biceps than a heavy man in charge. But after listening to the sermons of the old Taoist follow the army, the deep bombardment of the "Taiping Program" that Wang Hou could not understand, the silly big man was fascinated and converted.

After following the veteran Taoists in the army for more than half a year, he also learned a lot of Chinese. Now the stupid big man has officially become a monk and has become the official Hui Channel Longer of the Eternal Fire Taoist Group, which is more righteous than Wang Hou, a fake Taoist priest.

Although Wang Houshi couldn't figure out where he could understand his wise mind.

Listening to the Xianbei man swaying his braids and grinning for a long time, Taoist Huixiu looked at Chen Rushui and bowed calmly to Wang Hou. He spoke exactly the same tone as the old Taoist priest who was not tired. He used a natural Northeast China Mandarin language and slowly translated it.

"The governor of the state, Yuwen Tutor said that our Liaodong Gongsun family invaded the grassland of their relatives, Wuhuan Tadun Shanyu Naga, and killed and plundered their Naga's tribe. Their Xianbei Yuwen tribe was entrusted by the Wuhuan Pabchunu tribe, and advanced eastward to avenge their tribe!"

"Now the provincial governor only needs to pay 10,000 shi of grain to their Yuwen department, and their Murong department can replace the Babchunu tribe to resolve this hatred!"

Looking at the Xianbei tribe who was not sure whether it was forty or fifty, with his head held high like a young and energetic man, looking at him with a arrogant look, Wang Hou was so angry that his mind hurt.

Not to mention that he and Gongsun Kang were fighting each other, they were not a family at all. How did the Murong tribe come about? It was just that he, Wang Hou, usually, collected protection fees everywhere. A small Xianbei tribe actually collected protection fees and received them on his head. Can Wang Tiangao tolerate it?

Of course not!

He was like the gang boss. He pulled out the gun and hugged the fire whenever he had disagreement. He released the gun with a bang. The large-caliber short fire was so loud that the ears of both the Han army and the Xianbei people were buzzing. He held the gun with one hand and planned to pinch it. Wang Hou and Pandao collapsed, and roared with grin.

"Tell him that I am Wang Wu, the general of the North of the Great Han Dynasty! It's not the Liaodong Gongsun family. If you want food, you can attack my city wall. You will fight with me to the death and fight the city to the death. The food and grass will be his own! Otherwise, when my cavalry arrives, I will kill you like a bed bug!"

Furious, Wang Hou roared with grin and spitted on the faces of several Xianbei nobles opposite, making their dirty faces pale because they only took three baths in their lifetime.

It was not the first time that Wang Hou had used a musket to show off, but it was a miraculous effect every time. Seeing the smokey stick in his hand and the small braids on his head, the Xianbei tribe, who was almost kneeling down like the one who saw his father who had been dead for more than ten years during the day.

The other Xianbei nobles were also scared and looked at Wang Hou's "finger" in disbelief, and they were almost ready to leave first.

There is also a long wisdom channel, and the eyes of the embarrassing and divine bulls are also wide open, and their belief in the Eternal Fire instantly soars from eighty-nine to ninety-eight.

The prairie people are really cruel and the boss! They were frightened by Wang Hou's grin. He listened to the long-lasting Huitong trembled and translated it again. The Xianbei Yuwen, who was full of pigtails, was obviously much more polite. The big horse monkey clasped his fists respectfully and muttered again.

"The state governor, these Xianbei people still ask the state governor to give them 10,000 stones of food!"

"I'm the sun and he's forked!"

The spits and stars flew straight, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled up. Wang Houdiu wanted to break up. However, before the second gun was taken out, Huitong, who was learning from Suijun, was breathless and slow, and continued to hold it out slowly.

"He said that their Yuwen Xianbei was nomadic in the Laoha River Basin and belonged to the Eastern Xianbei. He was originally a member of the Great Han Dynasty's guardian Xianbei. Since the Lord is the General of Zhenbei, they are willing to be dispatched by the Lord!"

"As long as the governor of the state, you will give them 10,000 stones of food to spend the winter, just like the former guardian captain of the Xianbei school! "

"What? Is it down now?

Seeing these bald guys nodding and bowing, holding their fists in front of him, Wang Hou's eyes widened.

He siege the city for half a month, and he could get it done with just one shot. If he had known that he was still fighting a sesame war, he would have brought the old woman to learn double guns and went out alone to do it.
Chapter completed!