Ren Laifeng stood on the grassland looking at the blue sky, white clouds, and flocks of sheep, breathing clean air, but his mood couldn't calm down. I don't know why, he has a faint uneasiness in his heart. It is said that he won a battle just now, and even the last devil who escaped was chased back, and there should be no future troubles, but the uneasiness in his heart did not dissipate because of this.

Not far away, Feng Wenying watched a few Mongolian women milking goats, and Niu Hei, Xizi and others interrogating the captives in a secret place. The owners of the Rakshen, Bayan and other tribes accompanied Ren Laifeng to enjoy the grassland scenery, and the faces of several Mongolians were not much better than Ren Laifeng.

Although the battle was outside the yurt, it was still going on in their tribe, and even if they told everyone that the death of the Japanese had nothing to do with them, the devils in the city would have to believe it.

Of course, they will not dare to offend Ren Laifeng. Not to mention that Ren Laifeng is the general of the national army, even the powerful Flying Tiger Battalion not far away is not something that their small tribe can provoke! Not to mention the serious consequences of offending both the Japanese army and the national army. You must know that now is not the Yuan Dynasty, and the invincible Mongolian iron cavalry in the world has long become a cloud of history and can never be recovered.

Niu Hei ran over dejectedly and reported: Those two devils are not very punishable, and they have died a few minutes ago at the same time!

Ren Laifeng glared at the big black bull viciously, but he was not overly harsh. After all, the one who died was a devil, because the two devils blamed the generals for such a thing, but Ren Laifeng couldn't do anything. Dead and dead, throw it far away, the wild wolves and vultures of the steppe will like it.

"Brother Lakshin, you'd better move quickly after we're gone, and take your tribe as far away as possible. Sato Shaosa is dead, the Japanese will definitely come to take revenge, and you beware that the devils will vent their anger on your clan. ”

Ren Laifeng was genuinely thinking about the other party, but he didn't expect that Rakshen hadn't spoken yet, but Bayan next to him picked up loudly: "General Ren doesn't have to worry about us, Mongolian men have never been afraid of any powerful enemy!" If they dare to come, we will fight with them! ”

"Bayan!" Lakshin hurriedly stopped Bayan from continuing to speak tiger words, "Thank you General Ren for reminding me, I'm going to inform the people in the tribe to prepare for migration." ”

After the two Mongolian tribal leaders left, the herdsmen of the tribe began to move. Dismantle the yurt and load everything onto the wagon and ox cart. The cattle and sheep began to stir, and the livestock, knowing that they were about to migrate again, began to enter a state of pre-departure excitement.

The Mongolian tribes are about to migrate, and it is time for Ren Laifeng to continue to advance northeast with the Flying Tiger Battalion. When a few people arrived, Ren Laifeng had just turned over and sat on horseback, when a Mongolian man rode over and greeted him: "General Ren, our young master Lakshen is invited!" ”

It's time to go, what else do you please? Ren Laifeng wondered in his heart, so he asked the Mongolian man who sent the letter: "Is there anything that your young master asked me for?" ”

"Kikige is back!" The Mongolian man saw that Ren Laifeng didn't quite understand, and hurriedly explained further: "It's the toasting girl who rode away on a horse before the banquet was over." ”

It turned out to be her! Ren Laifeng recalled those beautiful toast girls in his mind. He didn't understand a little, what did you tell me to do when the girl from your tribe rode out to play around and then came back? But since they invited him, let's go and see it. Maybe it's for something else.

Rakshin and Bayan were standing in the clearing, the roof of the yurt next to them had been half torn down. A young woman knelt before two Mongol men and bowed her head, and Bayan reprimanded her loudly in Mongolian. When Ren Laifeng came, he saw such a picture, which made him instinctively a little uncomfortable. What's the matter with two big men bullying a girl's family?

"General Ren!" Lakshen saw Ren Laifeng first and hurriedly greeted him. When Bayan heard this, he looked up and saw that it was Ren Laifeng, so he stopped training the girl.

"Brother Lakshin, Brother Bayan, what's going on?" Ren Laifeng looked at the two Mongolian men, and then pointed to the Mongolian girl kneeling on the ground. The girl's face is quite beautiful, especially the tear stains on her face, which looks even more pitiful with pear blossoms and rain.

"Humph! This damn thing went to report to the Japanese! According to the clan rules, the traitors should be chopped up and fed to the wolves! However, General Ren, your troops are not fighting with the Japanese, so I will hand over this to you and let you dispose of her. ! It is your luck to die at the hands of General Ren! ”

In Lakshin's view, this should be regarded as a way for him to curry favor with Ren Laifeng. If you want to get rid of the hatred in your heart, draw your sword and kill the enemy. Don't you know that his last sentence has annoyed someone next to General Ren.

Listening to Feng Wenying's cold snort, although he didn't say a word, it made everyone on Ren Laifeng's side feel a sigh in their hearts. When Lakshen heard this cold snort, he just wanted to say something on his face, but suddenly he saw Feng Wenying's cold eyes and immediately couldn't say anything.

As soon as the two met, he was beaten by Feng Wenying. Especially the young patriarch of his tribe, recognized as the first handsome guy, and the first warrior, is even more disgraced. No man wants to deal with a woman who has beaten him. Even the bold Mongolian man is no exception!

The Mongols handed over the girl who reported to the Japanese to Ren Laifeng to deal with, and Feng Wenying naturally took over the task.

Of course, Feng Wenying definitely didn't kill people when she went up, she had to be interrogated. But she didn't know Mongolian, and the girl named Kikige didn't have a high status in the tribe and couldn't speak Chinese. As a result, Bayan was unexpectedly temporarily pulled over by Feng Wenying to be a translator.

Looking at Bayan's bitter melon face, Lakshin smiled secretly. Feng Wenying's eyes looked over, and Lakshen was so frightened that he quickly turned around, for fear that this terrifying woman would pull him over to serve as a trial assistant or something.

Kikige did not hide it, and she directly admitted the matter of sending a letter to the Japanese. "Yes, I sent a letter to the Japanese, and it was Sato Shaosa who asked me to do this."

"Why? Why should you listen to him? Feng Wenying asked.

Kikige pale as she recounted what had happened.

It turned out that Kikige's brother's family lived in the city. One day after the Japanese occupied the county seat, a letter arrived. In the letter, the Japanese threatened her with the lives of her brother's entire family and asked her to provide information from the tribe to the Japanese.