The border commander is responsible for commanding the military affairs of the border. Because the border is close to 12 military camps, 21 Zichong Mansion and 36 military garrison stations, there are few civil servants in the north of Jinge Town. They are all generals.
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In a word, at the border, the commander-in-chief is the most important, at least in name only. All matters big and small must be reported to the commander-in-chief.
And Chu Qing, the third level weapons supervisor, had been around for a quarter and successfully became a talker.
Hearing that Liangshi was about to enter the pass, Ma Rujing wanted to meet this group of people and asked Chu Qing, who thought it was okay.
Ma Rujing wanted to see the Liang envoys in order to know in advance what these Liang envoys would say and do after they entered the capital.
As for Chu Qing, when he met Liangshi, he simply wanted to humiliate him.
A winner or someone who has the initiative should be magnanimous and behave like a gentleman. Chu Qing thinks this is all nonsense. I will fight to the death just to be magnanimous with you and pretend to be a gentleman with you.
Yes, this kind of birdman is the most hypocritical!
Two hours later, more than a hundred people were brought, flanked by more than five hundred troops from the Ma Gong Camp who were armed to the teeth.
After entering Wangyuan City, the leaders were brought to Chu Qing and Ma Rujing.
He is young, in his early thirties, and his face is gloomy, or rather feminine.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his strength hit him hard, and he hit himself hard.
"I, Blood Wolf, Rong Mu, the master of the Blue Tribes, the most skilled warrior on the grassland, the beloved son of the Golden Wolf King Khan, the eighth prince Altie, Han people, I offer you the due respect."
The Eighth Prince made his opening remarks, and eyeballs fell all over the place.
The prairie prince actually dared to come, dare to stand in front of Chu Qing, dare to take the initiative to say that he was a prince?
Chu Qing was so happy that he came to Aletie and pointed at himself: "Do you know who I am?"
"Who are you?"
"Chu Qing, commander of the wolf-catching army."
Ale's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously took a step back. Just as the family saw Chu Qing, Chu Qing also successfully changed from the family's nemesis to the prince's nemesis.
The nightmare on the grassland was caused by these three words "the wolf-catching army." Everything, everything that happened recently, was caused by the wolf-catching army.
Xiao Yi was excited, Nangong Ping was excited too, and Tao Shaozhang was the most excited. Almost everyone was excited and eager to try.
Prince, alive, the last prince on the grassland, standing in front of everyone, everything is rare and valuable!
Ma Rujing sneered and said, "You are very courageous."
Chu Qing smiled slightly: "No one is very brave. He pretends to be a prince, but he is a useless person."
"What did you say?"
Althea was furious when he heard this.
Chu Qing spread his hands, too lazy to talk.
Now that the eldest prince is in the hands of the border troops, the Golden Wolf King Khan must be very anxious. The fact that the envoy can come also proves his guess. The Golden Wolf King does not want to fight. There is no need. Even if the Chang Dynasty is penetrated, the country will not be theirs.
The Golden Wolf family will most likely make wedding clothes for the Golden Eagle Tribe or other noble tribes. Instead of doing this, negotiating peace is the best way.
They are not fools, and the Golden Wolf King also knows that the eldest prince has been caught, and it is impossible for the Chang people to return him so easily. However, if the eldest prince does not die, the blood of the Golden Wolf and the Golden Eagle can be passed on, so now the Golden Wolf King
Khan's only option was to negotiate peace.
There are many aristocratic tribes, and there are many leaders of the aristocratic tribes, but their status is still not as good as that of a prince. Although Aleti is a useless person, he still holds the title of prince and sends a prince as an envoy to negotiate peace, which is enough to show his sincerity.
Chu Qing looked Aletie up and down, no longer interested, and patted Aletie's face gently: "Go, go to the capital. There will be border troops escorting you along the way. Bring your weapons, horses, and everything on your body."
Leave everything behind."
"You're dreaming."
"Then I'll kill you now."
"Don't you dare, I am the messenger."
"I don't dare?" Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "I, Chu Qing, don't dare to kill the prince?"
Others laughed.
Aletie also reacted, his face flushed.
A guy who captured his eldest brother and killed six of his brothers and one brother with a different surname did not dare to kill him. This is undoubtedly the funniest joke in the world.
"Go away, Ma Shuai will have someone escort you into Beijing."
"I'm not afraid of you."
Although Aletie is a useless person, he is quite strong: "You want to humiliate me and dream, even if you kill me, I will enter heaven. I am the bravest warrior on the grassland. If you kill me, I will enter heaven."
The warriors of the Rongmu tribe will also avenge me, and I am not afraid of death."
"Wait a minute." Chu Qing's expression changed slightly, and he frowned fiercely: "Rongmubu...Rongmubu..."
"Yes, my Rongmu tribe is the most brave and capable tribe on the grassland."
Chu Qing turned around and looked at Fu San: "When we were in Beijing, General Feng Gong wrote a letter to Feng Shuai. The man who brought his personal guards out of the country for the first time was called General Zhang Cheng, right? He died in battle.
Outside the customs, in order to steal horses."
Fu San looked deeply at Aletie and nodded slightly.
"The person who went there for the second time was General Feng Gong." Chu Qing's eyes twitched slightly, his eyes were dark, and he looked at Aletie again, and asked lightly: "General Yiwei, do you know the name Feng Gong?"
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"He died, didn't he? He died in the hands of the Eikibe warriors."
Chu Qing's eyes were a little red, and he asked curiously: "Your paradise must be beautiful."
Before Aletie could speak, Chu Qing turned to look at Xiao Yi: "You can't forget your original intention. As long as you think about it, you can do it one day. Congratulations, Ayi, your dream has come true."
He said something incoherently, and the other generals didn't understand why, but Xiao Yi suddenly grabbed the long knife. The long knife came out of its sheath as fast as lightning, and pierced Altie's chest.
Everything happened so fast, so suddenly, and so unprepared that Ma Rujing and many other generals all changed their expressions.
"No, he is Liangshi!"
Zhang Chengxiao yelled, but it was too late after all. Aletie lowered his head and looked at the blade on his chest with a look of horror on his face.
Xiao Yi finally fulfilled his dream and killed a prince. He looked at Aletie and showed a gentle smile: "May there be no Master Chu in heaven."
Aletie fell down. Zhang Chengxiao looked anxious. Just as he was about to step forward, Ma Rujing kicked him two meters away.
Chu Qing lowered his head, eyes unblinking, and looked at Aletie until he was sure that this guy was completely dead, then he said softly: "Cut off his head, wrap it with lime powder, and order the detective to rush to the capital and send him away."
Enter the British government and hand it over to Feng Shuai."
"only!"
Wang Tongtong responded, took out his dagger and started working.
Since then, eight of the nine princes in the grassland have died, and the only surviving one is still in the hands of Chu Qing. The Golden Wolf King is sweating profusely and has no heir!
"Brother, go and tell the envoys outside to change the leader. Also, ask them to tell my beloved Golden Wolf King Khan and wish him a happy birthday."
Tao Shaozhang smiled slightly, walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and looked at the hundreds of Liang people at the door: "Tell your big man, the Eighth Prince, to die because of disrespect for Lord Chu Qingchu, the commander of the Qianqi Camp, and make your sweat
Send another person, someone whose hands have not been stained with the blood of our Chang people. If not, one person will die."
Upon hearing that the eighth prince was dead, a group of Liang people immediately went into chaos. An old man yelled: "How dare you kill our prince!"
Tao Shaozhang raised his chin: "So what if I kill him!"
"The Great Khan, the Golden Wolf King, can lead troops..."
Before the man could finish speaking, Tao Shaozhang laughed loudly: "You want to declare war, you want to declare war on behalf of Liangrong, declare war on behalf of Liangrong, with the wolf catching army, with the border army, with me, Dachang, yes or no!"
Liangren's expression changed drastically and he murmured nothing.
With a "pop" sound, Tao Shaozhang whipped the man's face with the riding crop in his hand.
The eldest brother-in-law said with a ferocious smile on his face: "I ask you, but you want to declare war!"
Liang Ren covered his face in shame and anger. Before he could speak again, he was whipped again.
The uncle was approaching step by step, and the people around him kept moving back, not daring to look at Tao Shaozhang.
"You want to declare war, yes or no!"
With a "pop" sound, the third whip was drawn, and Liang Ren screamed and fell to the ground.
The eldest uncle glanced at the many Liang people and snorted slightly: "You are worthy too!"