Sheng Zhaojun likes the grassland, because the grassland is not inside the pass. There are rivers and lakes in the pass. It is not necessary to fight and kill, but the grassland can be beaten and killed.
Therefore, apart from leading his men to fight, Sheng Zhaojun rarely thinks about other things.
Apart from fighting, Sheng Zhaojun was unwilling to use his brain.
But Chu Qing came, and he came with a group of crooked melons and cracked jujubes. The rise and fall of a prosperous dynasty cannot be just relying on fighting, but must rely on brains.
In the end, Sheng Zhaojun, who believed that Chu Qing and Tao Shaozhang had brains, was now embarrassed.
Sitting in the big tent, being toasted by the one-eyed old man one by one, his laughter was uglier than his tears.
He didn't know what Chu Qing planned. He just wanted to kill the one-eyed dragon in front of him, and he didn't want to be related to the one-eyed dragon.
Unfortunately, Chu Qing didn't come in, so Sheng Zhaojun could only continue to smile.
The one-eyed seventh man was so happy and excited, he was chattering and making sarcastic remarks non-stop.
Outside the tent, Chu Qing and his friends squatted together, thinking hard and brainstorming ways to win over the Peregrine Falcons.
The little bosses are all here, and everyone has been learning sarcastic jokes recently.
The tent was not soundproof, so Chu Qing asked everyone to translate at the same time, trying to find out what kind of person the one-eyed seventh man was and whether there was any way to win over him.
Chu Qing couldn't understand the Liangrong dialect, but his ears were filled with the wild laughter of the one-eyed old seventh man.
"Translate, translate, what did that guy say?"
Tao Shaozhang translated half-guessingly: "The man said that he didn't like Sheng Zhaojun originally, saying that he was from Chang and a deserter. Otherwise, he was as cowardly as a mouse. If not, he was a person with evil intentions.
"
Hu Shenzhi corrected him: "He said that he originally suspected that Sheng Zhaojun was a spy planted on the grassland by the Chang Dynasty."
Tao Shaozhang: "He also said that General Sheng is a warrior and a warrior. He admires him very much. The man who dares to sleep with his sister is a warrior and a warrior. He is the bravest and most fearless warrior on the grassland."
Hu Shenzhi: "I also asked General Sheng whether to send the five girls together or one by one."
The two of them were translating here, and everyone around them found it a bit funny.
Chu Qing frowned: "One-eyed Seventh, didn't you ask about the wolf-catching army?"
Tao Shaozhang and Hu Shenzhi shook their heads at the same time.
"Something's wrong." Chu Qing's face was full of suspicion, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Nangong Ping smiled and said: "Master Chu, the students also feel something is wrong."
"Yes, this guy is putting on a show."
As soon as Chu Qing and Nangong Ping communicated, the others were a little confused. Tao Shaozhang suddenly slapped his forehead: "I see."
"Brother, what did you see?"
"Could it be that this one-eyed guy has more than five girls?"
Chu Qing: "..."
Too lazy to talk to his uncle who not only didn't want to be a human but also had a plummeting IQ, Chu Qing stood up and explained: "Draw out your weapon and throw the cup as a signal. I'll go in first. If you hear me throwing the cup, I rush in directly and let the old soldier,
Secretly keep an eye on the Rangers of the Peregrine Division."
After finishing speaking, Chu Qing turned around and walked into the camp.
In the camp, the one-eyed old seventh man's face was flushed and he drank a lot. Sheng Zhaojun forced a smile on his face and his face was a little numb.
Seeing the smiling Chu Qing come in, the one-eyed old seventh laughed heartily: "Brothers from Changren, come and drink with us. Let's drink together."
Chu Qing took a wine glass, sat next to Sheng Zhaojun, and said with a smile: "Originally, we had no intention of killing you."
The one-eyed old seventh was slightly startled: "We are good friends and companions, why do you want to kill me?"
"My name is Chu Qing, the thief... no, the son of the Dark Lord."
One-eyed Lao Qi's expression changed slightly.
Chu Qing asked with a smile: "Why didn't you ask Leader Sheng about our identities? You had already recognized the wolf-catchers and us when we were outside. Why didn't you ask after entering the camp?"
The one-eyed old seventh looked a little nervous, and it was his turn to force a smile: "I was just talking nonsense. If I thought you were a wolf-catcher, I wouldn't have come in."
"Because you mistakenly believe that we will kill you to retreat in order to advance."
Sheng Zhaojun frowned: "Master, is this guy playing tricks on us?"
"No, he's just pretending to be stupid."
Chu Qing poured a glass of wine for the one-eyed old Qi who looked very unnatural: "When you recognized the wolf-catching army, you mistakenly thought that we would kill you, so you retreated to advance, saying that when General Sheng wanted to sleep with your sister
, you just borrowed the donkey to go downhill, but you didn't dare to leave. You were afraid that we would fall out, so you took the initiative to walk in."
Knocking on the table, Chu Qing observed the expression of the one-eyed old seventh: "If my guess is right, after you take the people away, you will quickly return to the Peregrine Falcon Department to strengthen defense, and then send people to the depths of the grassland to go to the Jin Dynasty."
The Wolf King sent a message to the big tent and asked them to send troops to destroy the Shencao tribe and the wolf-catching army, right?"
Lao Qi's single eye burst out with an inexplicable look. Seeing that Chu Qing had seen through it, he stopped pretending and drank all the kumiss in the cup in one gulp.
The wine glass was slammed heavily on the table, and the one-eyed old seventh asked without answering: "Chang Jun, will you come out of seclusion?"
Chu Qing: "You want to stay out of it?"
"Besides the Divine Grass Division, who else is yours?"
Chu Qing's smile grew stronger: "You are the noble tribe closest to the border, you are not willing to be a pawn?"
The one-eyed old seventh still didn't answer and asked instead: "The tribe lets you go deep into the grassland. Can the Chang army and the wolf-catching army not attack us?"
"What can you offer?"
"What can you give us?"
Both of them were asking, but neither of them answered, and they were talking very fast. Sheng Zhaojun looked at this and that, a little unable to keep up with the rhythm.
Chu Qing laughed loudly, and finally clinked glasses with the one-eyed old seventh, and drank the wine in one gulp.
Putting down the wine glass, Chu Qing still smiled playfully: "Golden Wolf King Khan, he can't live for long. So many princes have died. Now the most competitive one is only the eldest prince. And back then, when you competed in archery, you will
The eldest prince's confidant, the Condor Archer, shot an arrow through his skull. Not to mention that the eldest prince inherited the throne of Khan. Even if he did not inherit the throne, the eldest prince would lead the army in the battle between Chang and Liang. At that time, do you think the eldest prince would let you go?
, even if he doesn’t punish you openly, he will still find ways to avenge you in private, otherwise, even if he becomes the Great Khan, this matter will be a shame for him, a lifelong shame."
"Peregrine Falcons, don't be afraid of him. We are the best warriors on the grassland who are good at riding and shooting."
"Aren't you afraid? If not, why do you ask me so many questions and why do you think of a way out?"
"I…"
Chu Qing poured a glass of wine for Prairie Lao Qi again: "Either you become the second and fifth son and help us, or when the war starts, let the eldest prince torture you to death."
"I don't believe you."
"You don't need to believe me, you just need to believe that the prairie prince will not let you go."
The one-eyed old seventh man's breathing was a little rapid, and he was obviously fighting between heaven and man.
Chu Qing, you are right, the one-eyed seventh man is indeed afraid that the prairie prince will settle the score with him.
"Believe me, if you help us, or even join us, we won't cheat you. If we cheat you, there won't be more tribes joining us. Think about it yourself."
"What is the Peregrine Division going to do?"
"Join us and massacre any noble tribe. This is the so-called surrender."
"You are dreaming." One-eyed Old Seven's face changed drastically: "We will die and be killed by all the tribes."
"You can run away with your tribe."
"Run to where?"
"Under the wall, our Chang people's territory, they don't dare to hunt you down."
"Why do you think you can beat my people?"
Chu Qing stopped smiling: "Why do you think you can stay out of it, and why do you think the Great Prince of the Grassland will let you go?"
The one-eyed old seventh fell silent again.
Sheng Zhaojun looked strange: "Has this idiot been acting all this time?"
"That's right, half true and half false." Chu Qing shrugged: "Fortunately, I have met many actors recently."
