Chapter 559: Borrowing Soldiers

King Yuli was a duke of the Kashgar tribe and was second only to the king of Kashgar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The village where the Barça tribe is located is in the fief of King Yuli and is under the jurisdiction of the royal palace.

On this big night, the eldest son of King Yuli brought people over to borrow troops, obviously to rob them openly.

In Mongolia, there were frequent wars between various tribes, and it was not uncommon to borrow troops. However, the Barça tribe had already sent some of their men to join King Yuli's army years earlier. According to the agreement, the next time to borrow troops will be in three years.

For a tribe, the prosperity of the people is the most important thing. If you want the clan to be strong and not be oppressed by other forces, the more people you have, the better. Therefore, when he heard the news that King Yuli was going to borrow troops again, the old patriarch Aletu was very angry.

"Little prince, you have taken away twenty-three members of the Barcelona tribe a few years ago, all of whom are the strongest men. It's only been a few months, so why do you want to borrow troops again? On the grass in front of the village, Gardi lay quietly among a push of hay. The clansmen carried many torches, but the cremation ceremony was interrupted by the arrival of the little prince Batubbuhe.

Directly ahead, there is a medium-sized army. War horses, iron armor, scimitars. There were at least two hundred of them, all of them in good spirits, with a cold light in their eyes, and they were obviously elite troops. Such a cavalry, galloping on the grassland, is enough to destroy such a small village as the Barça tribe in an instant.

Therefore, although Aletu was angry, his tone of voice was still very respectful. In front of him, there were three tall horses, all blood-red. One of the young men, in the center, was not dressed in the costume of a steppe man. Instead, he was dressed as a scholar from all over the Central Plains, dressed in brocade clothes and wearing a long sword. This person is none other than the eldest son of King Yuli, Batubuh. On his right-hand side, a strong man who looked like a general sat on a horse and held a sword, with a full beard, and he was fierce. On the left-hand side, there is a young man wearing a scarf, with his temples hanging down his shoulders, and carrying a long sword.

At this time, Batubuh was not looking at Aletu, but set his eyes on a woman not far away. Gardi's wife, who was holding little Galu with her head down, looked sluggish, but still couldn't hide her beauty.

After a moment of silence, Batu Buhe turned his head and said with a smile: "The Aletu patriarch should also know that the Kashgar tribe has been fighting with the Haxinqi tribe recently and has suffered heavy losses. Even my father was wounded, and the army was getting smaller and smaller. If you don't borrow troops again, in case the tribe is defeated, I'm afraid everyone won't have a good life, right? Once he becomes a slave of King Hashenqi, what will happen, the patriarch should know best. ”

Batubuh said with a faint smile, although his tone was calm, but it concealed murderous intentions, which made people unable to resist. After listening to it, Aletu's old face was gloomy, and he hesitated for more than ten breaths before he nodded reluctantly, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know how many people the little prince wants to borrow this time?" ”

"Hehehe, no more, no more, the same as last time, also twenty-three."

"This ......" Aletu's face changed suddenly when he heard this, and he hesitated again. Although all the men of the tribe are good at fighting, he suddenly has to lose twenty-three strong men, and such a loss is still difficult for him to accept. However, at this time, Batubuh obviously had no patience to bargain, and directly made a gesture, and immediately two groups of soldiers walked out behind him, surrounding the men of the Barça tribe.

"Old patriarch, I'll give you three more breaths to think about, whether you pick people, or let my subordinates arrest people directly, you have to think clearly." At this point, Batubuh turned his head again to look at Gardi's wife, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, making no secret of his desires. Hope. Narentoya was finally a little frightened, looked up at Batubuh, and hugged little Galu and stepped back.

Aletu naturally understood Batubuhe's thoughts, he had lived to such an old age, and he had never seen anything. At that moment, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took over the conversation and said, "Can the little prince raise his noble hand and accept a few less?" In the afternoon, a member of the clan just died under the claws of the demon eagle, and my Barcelona tribe really can't take out so many people. ”

"Hahahaha...... With my friendship with the old patriarch for so many years, this is naturally no problem. This king is in a good mood today, and he has a crush on the woman of your tribe. As long as she goes with me, the Barça clan only needs to send twenty soldiers, how about it? Batubuh laughed and suddenly pointed at Naren Toya and said.

"This ......" Aletu hesitated, but there was no surprise or anger on his face.

"Hehe, since her man is dead, this king is not a robbery if he does this. What's more, in the future, if she can serve this king well, the status of your Barça tribe will be different from what it is now. Old patriarch, you don't need me to teach you these truths, do you? ”

"Alright, Naren Toya, put Garu down and come here." Aletu turned around and shouted, loudly, so frightened that Narentoya's face changed wildly, and she kept shaking her head. For Aletu, there is no need to hesitate to exchange one woman for three men.

"Patriarch, Gardi, he just died, Galu is still so young, how can I go anywhere else......" Naren Toya finally couldn't help crying.

"This is for your good, a woman who can become a little prince, this is something that no one else can ask for. In the future, going to the palace to enjoy happiness is a hundred times better than staying here. You are still young, do you want to be a widow for the rest of your life? Aletu's attitude was resolute at this time, where would he take into account Naren Toya's feelings, and hurriedly said to the clansmen around him: "What are you still doing in a daze, take Galu away." ”

As soon as the voice fell, two men stepped forward, snatched the little Galu in Naren Toya's arms, and brought him into the tent. No matter how Garu wept and struggled, the faces of these people remained cold. They understood that it was a blessing in misfortune to be able to exchange Narentoya for the freedom of three men.

Soon, Narentoya was taken on horseback by Batubuh's soldiers. The woman, who had just lost her husband, was offered to Batubuh as a tribute before she even gave a funeral to Galdi.

"Patriarch, Galu is still young, how can you bear to let me go, how can you let me go......" Naren Toya was pressed on the back of the horse by the soldiers, howling and crying. However, all the people were silent, and no one stood up to speak for her. In the distance, little Galu's cry could still be faintly heard. "Hahahaha...... The Aletu patriarch did a great job. When I go back this time, I will definitely speak for the Barcelona tribe in front of my father. Now that the matter has been done, let's take my leave. General Zaku, I'm one step ahead. Batubuh hugged the beauty, was full of spirit, and was in a very happy mood. He had just returned from the battlefield and was in dire need of a woman to vent to. At this time, he couldn't wait to immediately strip off Naren Toya's clothes and ravage him fiercely, where was he still in the mood to consider borrowing troops. But just as he turned his horse's head and was about to raise his whip, a calm and loud voice suddenly sounded in the tent in the distance.