He slapped the queen's butt and said, "Get up and give me my clothes!"
Then, regardless of the opponent's objection, he forcibly pulled up his clothes, put on his clothes, and then put on his armor.
After being slapped, the Queen's eyes looked as if they could kill people, and the whip in her hand tightened, but she still couldn't throw it out.
But the sentry who reported the report was so stunned that he swallowed his saliva.
He has never envied Zhao Xiaole so much.
Zhao Xiaole didn't give him any time to be envious. After putting on his clothes, he immediately asked him to lead the way.
Sure enough, there was a group of people walking on the road ahead. The speed was not fast, and there were not many people guarding them.
They are not an army, more like a team of messengers.
messenger?
Suicheng?
Zhao Xiaole quickly thought of something.
Needless to say, the King of Minnan already had the intention of uniting Saihan.
Judging from the current situation, Saihan seems to have the intention to join forces, and what the envoys brought with them was naturally the meeting gift from the King of Southern Fujian.
Since this is the case, it also bumped into Zhao Xiaole's hand.
It is impossible to let the other party pass like this.
So, Zhao Xiaole called the captain and ordered: "There are about a hundred people on the other side. Please tell me how many people there are. I won't let anyone go later. Do you understand?"
"yes!"
The captain replied immediately.
Zhao Xiaole thought for a while and then said: "Remember, don't get their clothes dirty, I'll chop them all on the door and head!"
The captain was puzzled, but he still followed the instructions and gave the order.
Zhao Xiaole did not waste any more time, immediately took his spear, mounted his horse, and led a hundred cavalry to charge forward and leap down the hillside.
Block the opponent's path.
The team of the King of Minnan was indeed a group going to Suicheng to deliver gifts, and the leader was the envoy appointed by the King of Minnan.
When Zhao Xiaole rushed down, he had already been noticed by the envoy. He saw a man wearing a golden mask and a group of cavalry covered in mud blocking their way. He was shocked at first, and then calmed down immediately.
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The leader of the envoy smiled and said: "May I ask your surname? Which general in Jingyang is it under?"
In the opinion of the envoy, these soldiers were covered in mud and must have been deserters who were killed after the barbarians entered Jingyang.
There are too many such soldiers.
Seeing that they could not defeat the barbarians, they did not want to continue fighting with them.
Therefore, it is inevitable to turn the grass into the enemy.
Make a living by robbing.
In this way, the risk of continuing to participate in the battle is avoided.
The envoy also has great experience in dealing with such people.
As long as you make your name clear and say a few nice words, at most you will leave some money behind.
It will pass.
These stragglers have gotten to this point. What are they most afraid of?
Of course they are official!
What's missing most?
Of course it's food and money.
Therefore, the messenger was full of confidence.
Zhao Xiaole sneered, "I am...who am I, and what does it have to do with you?"
"If you know what's going on, just leave everything behind. I will spare your life."
The messenger was stunned when he heard this.
Ouch?
I don't want to say my name yet.
Yes, we have gotten to this point.
Of course I'm embarrassed to say my name.
If it were him, he wouldn't say that.
So, the envoy nodded clearly and said with a smile: "The general doesn't want to give his name. I understand very well."
"However, the general should still recognize this flag. We are the envoys of the King of Southern Fujian. If you attack us, the prince's one hundred thousand army will definitely level the mountains with the force of thunder!"
"By then, the general will probably have nowhere to go."
Having said this, the messenger couldn't help but sneer.
He was confident in what he said. As long as he reported the banner of the King of Southern Fujian, that person would not dare to give him some face?
Zhao Xiaole was also stunned.
Depend on.
This is treating me as a robbing bandit.
However, Zhao Xiaole looked at the group of soldiers behind him, and then at his own coat, which was stained by the Queen.
It's no wonder that people regard him as a bandit.
They are just like a group of bandits!
Zhao Xiaole did not reveal the truth and followed the other party's words and continued: "Do you really think that this general doesn't know who you are?"
"However, the rabbit bites people when it is anxious. Besides, my brothers, isn't that a fierce beast?"
"Since you have made the decision, well, if you keep these things, I will regard it as accepting the prince's great kindness and never attack his men again. How about that?"
Although Zhao Xiaole's words were uncompromising, the envoy still felt his objection.
He sneered, "That's not okay. If the general is in any trouble, I can leave some tea money for my brother. Other things are also related to the prince's important affairs. Whoever takes it will lose his head!"
Zhao Xiaole pretended to be panicked and said, "What? Is it so serious? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The messenger became even more proud after hearing this.
How about it?
Has this guy’s true colors been revealed?
Look at my few words and scare these idiots away.
In the future, maybe it will become a good story.
The messenger spoke again: "Now that you understand the importance of the matter, why don't you get out of the way quickly?"
Zhao Xiaole nodded and said, "No problem, but just now, Your Excellency said you would give the brothers some tea money. Do you really mean that?"
The envoy frowned, then slowly relaxed his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This is easy. I still have some money here. If the general doesn't mind it, just take it for tea!"
The messenger took out the money bag from his sleeve, counted some copper coins, and handed it to Zhao Xiaole with a sneer.
"General, you're welcome!"
Zhao Xiaole immediately stepped forward, smiled, reached for the copper coins, weighed them in his hands, and said:
"Sir, the money is a little short."
Cong Ke, the general behind the envoy, had long been impatient and drew his sword to kill Zhao Xiaole.
But he was stopped by the envoy's wave of his hand. He sneered and said: "You have a hundred or so people, and this amount of money is almost enough. I advise the general to take care of himself."
Zhao Xiaole seemed not to hear it, he just shook his head and said: "It's not enough. If you count them again, these people are all my brothers!"
Zhao Xiaole stretched out his hand and pointed towards the surrounding mountains and forests.
Densely packed crossbowmen emerged from the mountains and forests on both sides, all aiming their arrows at the Minnan King and his group.
And with a shout and the sound of horses galloping, the captain with more than 200 cavalry had already blocked the envoy's retreat from the rear.
Suddenly surrounded, the envoy and the general behind him were dumbfounded, and cold sweat ran down their backs.
Zhao Xiaole chuckled lightly, stepped forward and patted the envoy on the shoulder, "Look, Your Excellency, I just said this money is not enough, right?"
The messenger nodded numbly, swallowed, and smiled bitterly, "Who are you, Your Excellency?"
Zhao Xiaole stopped joking with him, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you have to keep your things today!"
