The north wind howled, fluttering the flags in the air, and the atmosphere in front of the camp dropped to freezing point.
Yang Jun was confused, but now was obviously not the time to think about this.
Looking at Bodu who was livid and obviously angry, Yang Jun silently took a step forward and protected Yang Jie behind him to prevent the other party from getting violent and hurting others.
However, what he didn't expect was that Yang Jie gently pushed him, indicating that it didn't have to be like this. Just when Yang Jun was confused, Yang Jie turned his eyes to Bodu and said.
"You will know what I want to do soon..."
As he spoke, he looked far away, toward the outside of the camp gate.
When Bodu saw this, he frowned and turned his head to look over. Of course, Yang Jun and others also had the same reaction.
Then, they saw another group of cavalry galloping over the vast and lonely grassland. In the distance, a black flag was fluttering in the wind. A rough look at the number of people showed that there were thousands of them.
When the team got closer and could barely make out the pattern on the flag, Bodu's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but exclaim.
"Master?"
Yang Jun also recognized at this moment that the flag was the unique flag of Ye Xian's personal guard. The appearance of this flag showed that the person coming was none other than Ye Xian himself!
At this time, Bodu suddenly turned his head, stared at Yang Jie, and said.
"Yang Jie, what do you mean?"
However, Yang Jie just shrugged, crossed his fingers and folded them casually in front of him. He did not answer Bodu's question, but smiled.
"Do you intend to meet your Grand Master with this expression?"
This plain was obviously specially selected first and was very suitable for cavalry to gallop. In this way, once Yang Jie escaped, it would be easy to pursue him.
Therefore, the time from seeing the flag in the distance to the cavalry arriving at the camp gate was very short.
Originally, when Bodu came, the momentum was already huge enough, but when this cavalry arrived, Yang Jun and others truly saw what it meant to be majestic.
From a distance, they could vaguely see that the person at the front of the team was wearing heavy Mongolian aristocratic clothing, and was decorated with gold and jade. Every piece he took out was worth a lot of money. His left sleeve was empty, so he was obviously also the first person.
undoubtedly.
The team stopped at a distance of about a hundred steps outside the camp gate and dismounted first. Immediately afterwards, the five hundred cavalrymen brought by Bodu who had stayed outside the camp gate knelt on one knee one after another, stroking their chests as a courtesy.
, at the same time, he consciously stepped back and made way for a wide passage leading directly to the camp gate.
Ye Xian was obviously used to this kind of scene. He took a few followers and walked straight forward, striding outside the camp gate.
As he got closer and closer, the soldiers guarding the camp gate also knelt down and caressed their chests, showing great respect.
He also walked forward step by step. Wherever he went, no matter who he was, what his status was, or what he was doing, he would immediately put down what he was doing and salute respectfully.
Not long after, I arrived in front of Yang Jie and others. In the entire camp, almost all the Olay soldiers were left alone.
"I've met the Grand Master!"
Now that things have happened, no matter how much anger there is in Bodu's heart, he doesn't dare to show it.
Seeing Ye coming in front of him first, Bodu's expression had already returned to calm, and he also knelt down on one knee, stroking his chest as a gesture of courtesy.
In contrast, Yang Jie and others looked at everyone present kneeling down to caress their chests, but Yang Jie just held his hands in front of him and said.
“Long time no see, Grand Master’s style remains the same!”
As for Yang Jun and other generals, they did not react at all. They still held the long swords at their waists tightly and were always vigilant.
"The Fourth Young Master looks the same as usual. From this point of view, the scenery of our grassland is not inferior to that of the Ming Dynasty, right?"
Contrary to Yang Jun's expectation, Xian's attitude towards Yang Jie was not only without any hostility, but also very cheerful and kind.
Yang Jie smiled and said.
"The grassland is vast and the scenery is beautiful. It has its own unique features. The Ming Dynasty is rich in products. Compared with the grassland, we can only say that each is good at winning, but there is no way to say that one is inferior to the other."
"It's just that everyone has feelings for their hometown. Although the grassland is good, I am still from the Ming Dynasty. I have been away from the Ming Dynasty for a long time, and I feel very homesick. What's more, my brother has arrived, and my father has also worked hard for me and returned to Xuan.
This is all to urge me to return home as soon as possible."
"So, I can only thank Grand Master for your hospitality during this time."
Yang Jun looked at the scene in front of him and felt an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart.
On one side were a group of Wa La soldiers and Bo Du, all kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. Except for Ye Xian and his entourage, almost no one was standing.
On the other side, I and others were standing outside the camp, and they were actually greeting Kazuya politely. This scene, no matter how you look at it, is a bit magical.
However, neither Ye Xian nor Yang Jie seemed to think anything was wrong.
After hearing these words, he nodded slightly and said.
"Yes, it's hard to leave our homeland. It's human nature. Since the Fourth Young Master insists on leaving, I can't force him to stay. After the Fourth Young Master returns, please give my regards to His Majesty the Great Emperor, His Majesty the Supreme Emperor and King Yang.
.”
Yang Jie cupped his hands again and said.
"must!"
So, he also took a step back to clear the way to the camp gate. At the same time, he pointed at the cavalry outside the camp gate and said.
"The grassland has been in turmoil due to wars between various tribes recently. The Fourth Young Master is not in good health. I came here this time and brought a carriage and five hundred cavalry to escort the Fourth Young Master away. I hope the Fourth Young Master will not refuse."
As soon as these words came out, Yang Jun was in a daze.
He didn't expect that Ye Xian would let them go so readily.
However, Yang Jie was obviously not surprised at all, and instead rejected it.
"The Grand Master is very kind. How can I be a ignorant person? I bid farewell to the Grand Master today. The mountains and rivers will be high in the future. I may never see you again. Take care, Grand Master!"
After saying that, Yang Jie patted Yang Jun's shoulder gently and said.
"Second brother, let's go..."
Feeling the strength on his shoulders, Yang Jun reacted and glanced at Yang Jie in surprise, only to see the latter give him a reassuring look.
So, Yang Jun took a long breath, waved his hand gently, and everyone behind him changed from a defensive formation surrounding the camp to two teams, lining up behind them.
"Master, farewell!"
Yang Jun bowed his hands in a military salute, and after saying that, he led the people forward, but at this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from not far away.
"stop!"
Hearing this voice, Yang Jun stopped subconsciously, his hand already pressed on the handle of the knife, ready to unsheath it at any time.
However, before he could make any move, his hand was gently held down by Yang Jie. He looked at Yang Jie doubtfully, but the latter gently shook his head at him, meaning to let him wait and see what would happen.
Yang Jun hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he slowly released his hand, but at this moment.
Under the clear sky, there was a sudden "snap" of a whip.
Yang Jun immediately looked up and saw that Ye Xian, who had a pleasant face at first, had a soft whip in his hand.
There is blood on the whip, and it is blood!
Looking down, Yang Jun was surprised to see that Bodu, who was kneeling on the ground, already had a bloodstain on his face.
The blood dripped into the sand, and Yang Jun was shocked to see it.
This bloodstain extended downward from the temple to the corner of the mouth. It was just a hair's breadth, and Bodu's right eye could not be saved.
It should be said that Yang Junhe had had some interactions before, both on and off the battlefield, but it was not until today that he realized what kind of existence the so-called cruelty and cunning actually were.
You know, Bodu was Ye Xian's biological brother, but he was beaten like this just because he said one more word.
Moreover, even with such an injury, no one dared to move. Even Bo Du himself was obviously in unbearable pain, but he still maintained his posture of kneeling and stroking his chest.
Looking again, his expression was as usual. He shook his hand with one hand, put away the soft whip, and threw it to the followers beside him. He looked down at Bodu and said.
"My dear brother, you seem to be a little presumptuous in recent days..."
His tone was calm, even with a hint of care, but when he saw the blood dripping from Bodu's face, Yang Jun felt an inexplicable chill down his back.
"Master, forgive me."
Perhaps because of the pain, Bodu's voice was trembling.
However, he still tried hard to maintain his composure and said.
"However, the imperial edict that Yang Jie promised has not been produced yet, so you can't just let them go!"
As soon as these words came out, Yang Jun's heart immediately tightened. He glanced at Yang Jie and saw that the latter was also looking at him, but the meaning was still to tell him not to act rashly.
Therefore, Yang Jun had no choice but to suppress his impatience and continue to stand still.
And the next development of the matter was still beyond Yang Jun's expectation.
Originally, he thought that he would question them first and ask for the imperial decree. However, the fact was that he did not turn his eyes to them first. On the contrary, his eyes flickered. Although the expression on his face did not change,
Yang Jun's intuition told him that Grand Master Wala was already angry.
Ye looked at Bodu quietly at first, and after a moment, he slowly stepped forward, leaned over slightly, and slowly put his right hand on Bodu's shoulder.
Then, his right hand moved up and gently pinched Bodu's neck. His thumb rested just below Bodu's Adam's apple, and his voice was so calm that Yang Jun felt terrible.
"My brother, were you questioning your brother's decision just now?"
The blood was still flowing down drop by drop, following Bodu's cheek and onto Ye Xian's hand.
As he finished saying this, Yang Jun could clearly feel that the thumb that had been pressed on Bodu's trachea was exerting slight force, so that Bodu's entire face turned red from the pressure.
However, even so, he still put his right hand on his chest and did not dare to move at all. He just raised his head with difficulty, looked at Ye Xian, and barely squeezed out a few words.
"Grand Master...spare my life..."
Yang Jun, as a bystander, should have been happy about this scene, but for some reason, his mood was extremely heavy.
At this moment, what surprised Yang Jun even more was that Yang Jie spoke.
"The Grand Master and King Bodu are brothers, why are they so angry over such a trivial matter?"
After saying this, Yang Jun was immediately shocked.
Judging from the reaction just now, the rumors from the outside world are that Ye Xian is cruel, and they are definitely not lies. Bodu is his biological brother, but he just said stop and was treated like this by Ye Xian.
But now, Yang Jie actually said that he was making a fuss out of a molehill. Wouldn't this make him even more angry?
You know, judging from everything that just happened, he also has absolute control over all the soldiers present.
The men and horses in the camp, plus the cavalry brought by Bodu, and the guards brought by Ye Xian, totaled up to two thousand people, and it seemed that more than half of them were elites from Ye Xian's headquarters.
Once they are angered, they will be killed first. With more than fifty people now, they may not even be able to hold on to half a stick of incense.
But, surprisingly, Ye Xian actually let go.
Looking at Bodu kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily, Yang Jun's mind was completely confused.
At this time, he turned around first, his face still kind, and said.
"Fourth Young Master, brothers have different ways of getting along with each other, don't they?"
When he said these words, Ye Xian's expression was no different from when he first arrived. However, no matter who it was, when he saw Ye Xian's expression at this time, his emotions were definitely completely different from when he first arrived.
Yang Jie cupped his hands and said.
"Grand Master Rong, I have no intention of intervening in the affairs of Wala. It's just that I met His Excellency King Bodu once. Now that I have to leave, I still have a few words of farewell to say. Grand Master is kind and always
You won’t even give me this opportunity, right?”
After hearing this, Ye Xian's expression became a little playful, but it only took a moment before he took two steps back, returned to his original position, and said to Bedu.
"Get up."
Then, he turned around, stretched out his hand and said.
"Fourth Young Master is right, please do so!"
Yang Jie bowed his head slightly to express his gratitude. Then, he stepped forward and walked alone in front of Bodu under Yang Jun's slightly worried eyes.
At this moment, Bo had already stood up, but no one came forward to bandage him, and he himself did not move, letting the blood fall from his face, staining his chest red.
Yang Jie stood in front of him, with a calm face, and said.
"Just now, Your Excellency asked me, what do I want to do?"
"It's actually very simple. At this point, I just want to return to the Ming Dynasty alive!"
Bodu looked at Yang Jie coldly and said in a very depressed tone.
"Hand over the imperial edict and I will let you go!"
"Yeah?"
Yang Jie smiled, shook his head slightly and said.
"Don't you plan to, after receiving the imperial edict, find a deserted place and kill my two brothers?"
Seeing Bodu's face gradually turning livid, Yang Jie turned his head and glanced at the cavalry outside the camp, and continued to ask.
"Or maybe the cavalry brought by your Excellency is the same as the one brought by the Grand Master, to escort me back to the Ming Dynasty?"
Bodu didn't say anything, just stared at Yang Jie.
Seeing this situation, the smile on Yang Jie's face faded slightly and he spoke seriously.
"Your Majesty King Bodu, in fact, when you brought me to the Grand Master, you should have thought that such a day would come."
"We are all smart people, so it's just a matter of seeing who has better methods. When you go to the gambling table, you will lose and you will win. No one knows the result until you open the dice cup, right?"
Yang Jie's line is almost buried and he is ready to close it...
And, seeing how intensely everyone is discussing the imperial edict, it seems that the foreshadowing I laid is indeed a bit deep...