When leaving, he was more careful than when sneaking in. It took Lu Wusi half an hour to return to the tent where the Dinghai navy envoys rested.
As soon as he opened the tent, he felt a slight chill on his neck, and there was an extra knife on it.
The tent was dark, and Ge Qingshu's voice sounded nearby: "Lu Wusi, where have you been?"
Lu Wusi thought for a while, but before he spoke, the man holding the knife to threaten him became impatient: "Boy, please tell me the truth!"
With a little force on his hand, the blade forced Lu Wusi's neck to sink down. Just when Lu Wusi felt that his skin was about to be broken, Ge Qingru accidentally stretched out his hand to stop him: "No, you have the smell of blood on you.
What did you do?"
Inside the tent, Shimo also shook the fire fold and lit the oil lamp.
So many people around saw the deep scars on Lu Wusi's face that were dug out by nails. One of the scars rubbed his eyeball and completely tore the lower eyelid. And his
The corners of the felt robe were so soaked with blood that they looked dark. Anyone who had shed so much blood would have lost half his life.
"Did you kill someone?" Zhen
"Who did you kill?"
Ge Qingshu and Shi Mo also asked at the same time, and they lowered their voices at the same time.
One said: "Don't panic! We will take care of everything!"
Another said: "Could it be that someone is bullying you? What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
The expressions of the two of them were a little serious, and the soldiers surrounding them were all at war with each other. This pressure was enough to make Lu Wusi cry. But at this moment, he grinned and laughed: "Lak Shen Qianhu knows it."
Hearing the news that the Great Khan is about to march westward, he plans to rush back to the grassland. He is keeping us today so that if there is an emergency when he takes action tomorrow morning, he can seize us as hostages."
"this……"
Genghis Khan's movements will of course cause chain reactions among many tribes on the grassland.
The Tatars and Zaziras, who had been forced by Genghis Khan's terrifying power and kept fleeing to the jungle to the east, now dared to attack the fourth prince Tuo Lei; Merqiti, who also surrendered to the navy because of Genghis Khan's power,
The people and ancient Wang people will naturally be inspired, and then withdraw their decision to surrender, planning to return to the grassland and live a happy and unrestrained life.
The grassland was originally built into a monolithic nomadic nation by Genghis Khan, but now there is a tendency to re-disperse into tribes, and the relationship between tribes is naturally complicated. From the perspective of Ding Haijun, it is like
When the gourd is pressed down, the gourd floats up, and there is no time to stop.
In this regard, Zhao Xuan and others were all negligent.
Ge Qingshu and others felt that there was something wrong with Lakshen's attitude, and they only thought that he was going to cause some trouble in order to bargain with Ding Haijun and ask for more benefits. They did not expect this.
At this time, Lu Wusi suddenly pointed it out, and Ge Qingshu was immediately angry: "This guy wants to die!"
The surrounding soldiers all asked: "General, what should we do?"
Ge Qingshu suddenly drew his sword and said with murderous intent: "What else can we do? We are polite to them, but they think we can be bullied! Let's use Mingdi and light a fire warning. Commander Zhao's backup will be here soon. Let's rush to Lak
In Shen's camp, catch them by surprise and kill him!" Zhen
All the subordinates had been sharpening their swords for a long time and immediately drew their swords. When they were about to respond, they heard Lu Wusi softly say:
"Already killed."
"Um?"
Lu Wusi lifted up the bloody robe corner and shook it: "Lakshen is dead. After I heard the news that he intended to rebel, I went to kill him, and I cut off his entire neck. This is
Blood flowed from his neck."
"this……"
Ge Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and Shi Mo also asked repeatedly: "How could you kill him? How did you come back after killing him?"
Lu Wusi did not hide anything, he explained everything one by one about how he sneaked into the big tent leisurely, how he quietly killed people and then turned back.
"That is to say, no one saw you when you committed the murder. No trace was found on the way back."
Lu Wusi nodded.
Ge Qingshu pointed to two of his subordinates: "Be careful when you go out, put up a sentry post, and don't let anyone get close to you."
Two capable soldiers crept out.
Shi Mo also pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "Lakshen has no heirs, and his main daily assistant is his nephew Mahamu. In addition, there are eleven strong centurions in the entire tribe, among whom
The same nobles of the Merqi tribe as Lakshen are Hamaruddin and Ombu. If we don't come forward, these people may be suspicious of each other when they find out that Lakshen died suddenly tomorrow, and they will inevitably compete for control of the tribe.
At that time, our navy will become the support that each of them must win over!"
"This guy must be over forty, right? He doesn't have a son?" Ge Qingshu asked.
Lu Wusi is more familiar with the details of Lakshen than anyone else: Zhen
"This man is not good at womanizing, so it is very difficult for his children. Master Shi Mo is right. The highest status person in the tribe is his nephew Mahamu, but Mahamu's father is a Wanggu man, and Mier
The beggars are separated by one floor. Just looking at the status of the Meer beggars, it is true that Hamaruddin and Omubu are the two highest, and they fight with each other fiercely."
"That's interesting. In that case, let's pretend we don't know. Let's watch a dog-eat-dog show tomorrow morning?"
Ge Qingshu took two steps back and forth in the tent, and suddenly saw Lu Wusi's robe through the light.
He suddenly frowned: "I forgot just now! Your felt robe is stained with blood! If there is one or two drops on the road, the Black Tartars will let their dogs come to sniff it out early tomorrow morning! Who can you hide this from?"
He took a step back and looked at Lu Wusi again: "Lu Wusi, I didn't expect you to have the courage to kill someone, but you can't hide it from others, and it's not easy to get benefits."
"The Mongols won't know who killed Lakshen Qianhu, they can't find me."
Lu Wusi said solemnly: "When I came out of the big tent, my body slid along the ditch, and the sewage had already diluted the blood. This kind of double-twisted felt clothing, the fine wool is particularly dense in the horizontal direction, and it is easy to
If you take some water with you, there won't be any blood flowing along the way if you take a few steps. As long as you two military masters allow me to use the water vat and wash the felt robe, I'll be sure tomorrow..." Zhen
When he said this, Ge Qingshu could not help but said: "What is a felt robe worth? Strip it off! Burn it!"
Before Lu Wusi could react, several soldiers came up and took away his beloved felt robe. Then several people stood around the fire pit and spread out the felt cloth covering the cart to prevent the firelight from being exposed.
Flames burst into flames, and one person threw his felt robe into the fire pit.
The red flames rolled several times, and a strange stench spread out from the tent, as well as white smoke and gray-black powder rising up, making people choke and cough. Lu Wusi rushed forward and looked at the first person in his life.
A felt robe was engulfed in flames, and he couldn't help crying.
Shi Mo was also afraid that he would cry too loudly and attract the attention of the Mongolians outside, so he quickly comforted him: "We still have these clothes, there are many! I will give you another set when we get back to Jinshan City!"
Lu Wusi suddenly raised his head and said reluctantly: "A piece of felt like this costs twenty strands! It takes six workers to make this robe! How come it was burned!"
Shi Mo was also choked to death by him first.
Ge Qingshu shook his head repeatedly and said to the soldiers: "I can't understand this Lu Wusi anymore. What kind of person is this guy? He kills without batting an eye at one moment and cries at the other. He is obviously a slave of the Mongols, but he is also a human being."