The north wind swept through the earth with joy, but in vain did not bring up even a speck of dust from the ground. The cold of midwinter has already frozen the earth and turned it into frozen soil.

Kampal was on his horse, his face slightly gloomy. After a confrontation with the Marquis of Ino, he had a brief advantage at the beginning, but with this last order, he was no longer in a good mood.

Let himself be the messenger of this contact, and it will naturally be the credit of his Marquis of Ino to achieve his goal, and naturally the love and cheers of the soldiers will only belong to him;

And if it can't be reached, then all the blame for Bi Jiang will be borne by him, the negotiator. At that time, not only will he have to face the resentment of the soldiers, but he will return to Moscow and bear the accusations of the nobles head-on, and he can only be Kampal.

This is a righteous and bright yang scheme, and Chiguoguo's power oppresses people. As the second commander, he was born a head short of the first commander of Marquis Eno. Especially military orders, no matter how capable he is, he can only obey humiliatingly. Otherwise, there is no need to wait until he returns to Moscow, and Ino even dares to kill himself directly for the crime of disobedience.

Hey, I'm afraid he would rather refuse himself. Remembering the disappointment that flashed in Ino's eyes when he gritted his teeth and took the order in the big tent before, Kampal gritted his teeth and thought slightly.

A cold wind blew, and Kampal tightened his grip tightened, wrapping himself as tightly as possible. Looking around, the negotiation team with him this time was only seven or eight people. It's all guards, well, plus a Joseph, the senior soldier who came back to report the news.

This poor guy probably thought he had escaped completely, but he didn't expect to be caught again. I remember his stunned face when I found him, and Kampal suddenly felt a little funny.

"Hey, Private General. He turned his head to look at Joseph, who looked a little dejected, and shouted.

Joseph was excited, and subconsciously straightened his chest and replied: "Yes, Your Excellency, follow your orders." ”

Kampal smiled even more in his eyes, waved his hand and said gently, "Relax, relax, child." Well, you're calling ......"

Without squinting, Joseph said loudly, "Joseph, Your Excellency, my name is Joseph Trinal, and I am always at your service. ”

"Alright, alright, Joseph Trinal. Kampal smiled and nodded, "So, Mr. Trinal, can you describe that scene to me again...... Uh, the unfortunate encounter? Details, I want to hear details, every detail. ”

"Oh, your Excellency, you can call me Joseph. The young senior soldier was obviously a little shy, and said with a slight uneasiness. He was just a small private, and he was a far cry from the status of the Count of Tver in front of him. For such an Excellency to call himself sir, Joseph felt that he could not bear to be careful.

"Uh-huh. Kampal looked at him amusedly, nodded his head, and said, "Well, as you wish, Joseph." ”

Only then did Joseph relax, think for a moment, and then speak: "We were chasing a few spies who had been discovered by chance under the leadership of Colonel Giryev......" he recalled carefully, describing little by little.

“…… Akito, yes, I'm sure they're Akito. Even though there were only two people, oh, and a white bear, uh, maybe it wasn't a bear, it was supposed to be a dog, oh, no, no, no, no, not a dog...... Oh my God, I don't know what to call that animal, I've never seen that species. Big, huge, and horrible......"

When it came to the rice balls, Joseph's face showed obvious horror, and the horror in his eyes was unconcealed, so that even his body was trembling slightly uncontrollably.

The roar of the rice balls like a demonic beast, the war horses that trembled and fell to their knees one after another, and the easy torture like a giant slapping a baby, seemed to be unfolding in front of him at this moment, lingering like a nightmare.

“…… Of the two Ming people, only one of them made a move, which was very sharp, and if it was one-on-one, I don't think any of us would be his opponent. But we are not afraid, we are brave Cossack warriors, never afraid to fight, even in the face of the most formidable enemy. Speaking of this, the senior soldier straightened his chest and said proudly.

It's just that then he seemed to think of something again, and the pride quickly faded, and he said dejectedly: "Of course, except in the face of demonic beasts." Your Excellency, we are not cowards, we are not deserters, but when faced with a non-human, a terrible beast, the so-called cowardice and fear should not be a shame for us, right?" he muttered, the last of which was directed towards the Count, with a look of hope on his face.

Kampal raised his eyebrows and nodded heavily without hesitation: "Yes, Joseph, yes, you are all brave and good guys, the best fighters, there is no doubt about it. ”

Joseph was in high spirits, and his eyes were full of gratitude. He lowered his head, wiped the corners of his eyes in disguise, and continued: "The demonic beast just roared twice, and all our war horses were frightened, they trembled and fell to their knees, or screamed and scattered and fled, we were caught off guard, and we didn't have time to retract at all, and we couldn't retract ......"

He narrated in a low voice, neither exaggerating nor concealing, describing the humiliating and inexplicable battle bit by bit.

Kampal listened quietly, his brow furrowing more and more. Unlike Joseph, he keenly grasped the main point: the Akito who sat on the monster! That person was the leader.

This is evident from the fact that the man made everyone obey him as soon as he appeared, and that all the arrangements that followed seemed to have come from the man's handiwork. So, who will this guy who suddenly appeared?

It's been more than two months since they came to this Tatar steppe, and although most of the Rus' legions are fighting against the descendants of the Golden Family, the Ming people have also had a few contacts.

In particular, those who are said to have discovered the tomb of Genghis Khan have confirmed that they are also Ming people, not Tatars.

In the rear of the Tatars, in the depths of the steppe, which stretches for thousands of miles, it was not the Tatars themselves who discovered the tomb of Genghis Khan, but a few Ming people, which in itself is a little weird. Now, there is such a Akito with a terrifying beast suddenly appearing, and it seems to be getting more and more interesting......

He pondered silently until Joseph finished speaking. It wasn't until a long time later that he suddenly came to his senses, looked apologetically at Joseph, who was looking up at him worriedly from time to time, reached over and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you, Joseph." I think I know everything I need to know. Well, don't worry, I think everything will be okay and I'll take our lads home, I promise. ”

Joseph nodded heavily, and the look in his eyes was a little more reverent, which Kampal enjoyed very much.

Is that Akito...... Kampal looked up into the distance, his eyes narrowing slightly. In the blue pupils, there seemed to be a flash of essence.

At the same time, in the valley.

"Childe Qiqi, the messenger of the Rakshasa people is here, and now it is no more than fifty miles away. The fat man jumped over lightly and reported loudly to Su Mo.

There were only six of them in total, and the three soldiers looked at the pile of prisoners, and Second Brother Wei personally guarded Giryev. had no choice but to let the fat man himself act as a scout. However, the fat man obviously likes this job very much, and he is full of interest, and his every move is quite a bit of the atmosphere of the army.

Su Mo lazily leaned on Tangyuan's soft body, raised his eyes to look at him when he heard the words, and nodded with a smile: "Fat, good job." Hmm, you seem to like this profession very much, do you want the young master to help you with it, and simply join this army, and live up to what you have learned?"

The fat man was praised, grinning a little proudly, as if he had a momentary intention, but then shook his head and said: "It's still not good, although it's fun to be a soldier, how can you follow the young master to become an immortal? The little one is not stupid, he doesn't do it." ”

Su Mo frowned and nodded, and sighed thoughtfully: "Okay, just you foodie, no matter who you follow, I'm afraid that if you don't wait for the war to make meritorious contributions, people's military rations will not be able to support it, so don't harm people." ”

The fat man's smile suddenly froze, and he said with a dark face: "The words in the back are all redundant and meaningless! ”

Su Mo raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What should I do?"

The fat man choked, took a deep breath, and said, "The Rakshasa people are here, let's just wait?"

Su Mo looked at him as if he was a fool, smashed his mouth and said, "It's not us, it's me, it's the young master, I'm waiting for them here." ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, and said tentatively: "Then I ......"

"You, of course you're going to go on to the sentry. Do you think that these old hairy people are really so honest that they will obediently pay the ransom according to our demands? Continuing to check later, I expected that they must have a backhand. You, alas, this IQ is really worrying. Young Master Su sighed angrily.

The fat man was so hung that he choked to death, and he praised himself for doing a good job just now, and in the blink of an eye, his IQ was problematic again. I said, can we still have a good chat? You obviously use people to face forward, not people to face backwards, it's shameful!

It's a pity that Young Master Su obviously didn't care about the shameful question, and sent him away with an unceremonious wave.

The fat man had a stomach full of resentment, so he had to go out again against the wind and snow. As soon as he left, Su Mo turned over and sat up, held his chin and thought for a while, turned over and climbed onto Tang Yuan's back, and directed Tang Yuan to go around the back.

In the leeward of the valley, a simple tent was set up, and unlike the ordinary soldiers who were taken prisoner, Giryev was finally treated more decently and was held here.

Wei Er, who was squatting at the door fiddling with a small fire, saw Su Mo riding a rice ball over, and hurriedly stood up to greet him.

Su Mo waved his hand, rolled down, walked to the mouth of the tent and looked inside, only to see Giryev with his hands and legs tied, curled up on a piece of animal skin. Hearing the movement at the door, he looked up, facing Su Mo's eyes, and suddenly couldn't help revealing angry eyes, and shouted loudly.

Su Mo stretched out his little finger and plucked his ears, his face was full of disgust, and he said angrily: "Shout Mao, shout Mao, your sister, give you face, right, so ignorant of lifting, that's it, let's change the way." ”

As he spoke, he ignored Giryev, who was still yelling, and retracted his head and instructed Second Brother Wei: "Second Brother, you are like this, uh-huh, yes, do you understand?"

Second Brother Wei looked strange, nodded in response, and turned away. In a short time a great stake was erected in the valley, and at the top of the stake Garyev was tied like a pig with four hooves to be slaughtered, and was pulled up and raised.

As he rose higher and higher, the wind blew more violently, and Giryev could not even scream. However, the next moment, his eyes suddenly glowed with a blazing glow, and he looked desperately into the distance, and his mouth began to whimper.