At the foot of Tonggu Mountain, the two armies lined up.

The soldiers and horses on both sides are the most elite soldiers and horses, the shield is in front, the spear stand is in the middle to love you, the archers are eyeing each other, and the soldiers are separated by less than eighty steps, and a cold breath is suppressing a radius of hundreds of meters.

In the middle of the two armies, there was an empty one, a desk, two futons.

Mu Jingpan sat on the north side of the desk, making tea and drinking safely, leisurely, waiting safely, without the slightest sense of worry.

About half an hour passed.

The barbarian king Meng Shu rode out of the barbarian army's military formation at this time, slowly approached the desk, and stared at Mu Jing condescendingly, he was very curious about this young man who almost single-handedly destroyed him.

Yes, it's just curiosity.

There are many legends of Mujing in the Central Plains, and many of them have been passed into the southwest one after another.

This young man, he felt strange, but familiar.

"Minghou Mujing?"

Meng Shu squinted his eyes and screamed in a low voice.

"Are you going to talk to me like that?" Mu Jing raised his head, and his eyes flashed with a fierce coldness.

"A mountain barbarian, don't know how to count, don't blame!"

Meng Shu took a deep breath, jumped off the horse, and walked over slowly, there was no malice at that time.

Although he has unparalleled force.

It is also to capture the thief and capture the king, and capturing and killing Mu Jing can change the current predicament of the barbarian army.

But seeing the strong man less than two steps behind Mu Jing, he felt that no matter how fast he was, it would be difficult to hurt Mu Jing in the slightest, so it was not a rational choice to make a sneak attack.

"Sit!" Mu Jing indifferently poured tea in the teacup opposite: "Give it a try, this is the tea of the Central Plains!" ”

"I've heard of it!"

Meng Shu glanced at the teacup.

"Don't dare to drink? Afraid of poison? Mu Jing saw that he didn't dare to understand, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a smile was indifferent.

"I'm afraid!"

Meng Shu admitted without hesitation: "Be careful!" ”

"Be vigilant!" Mu Jing nodded, quite acknowledging his caution, and said with a smile: "Then you will not have a good mouth!" ”

"Not necessarily!"

Meng Shu picked up the teacup, took a sip, it was a little bitter, and then felt a trace of sweetness, and there was a fragrance in the mouth, this tea from the Central Plains really had a different feeling.

"Aren't you afraid now?" Mu Jing asked curiously.

"I know that this tea is not poisonous, in fact, our 100,000 barbarians in the mountains, the least feared, is poison, we have some tribes, playing with poison, more powerful than anyone else, for whether there is poison or not, as long as we smell it gently, we can naturally distinguish!" Meng Shu said softly.

As soon as he said this, Mu Jing remembered that the barbarians of the 100,000 mountains included Miao Jiang in later generations, who were all experts in playing drugs, and they were people who could eat poison as food.

"Good tea!" Meng Shu said softly.

"You still have the mentality of tasting tea, you have to make a certain admiration!" Mu Jing was also looking at this barbarian king.

As far as he knew, there had been no barbarian king in the southern barbarians for many years, and the cave masters of each cave led their own tribes and handled things separately, and there was not much contact between tribes and tribes unless they traded some items.

But Meng Shu can directly unify the barbarian tribes, whether it is personality charm, ability, means, or city government, he is a person who cannot be underestimated.

There are not many records of Meng Shu in history.

It's more of a foil to Zhuge Liang's resourcefulness, a stepping stone to the eight classics, and a tragedy to escape.

But in fact, the leader of the hundreds of thousands or even millions of barbarians in southern Xinjiang could not be a general, at least a capable person with all-round civil and military talents.

"It's come to this, and I can't complain!"

Meng Shu said coldly: "Is it difficult to grovel in front of you?" ”

"You should know very well that even if you are willing to work hard, you can't get out at all, I don't have to fight you, as long as it drags on for three or five days, you won't be able to break up." Mu Jing said analytically.

"You're not here to talk to me about this, are you?" Meng Shu sneered.

Of course, he knew that even if he tried his best to break through, the chance of escaping would be less than one percent, and his greatest hope was to fight out a few enemies and pull a few more Han people to accompany him to the funeral.

Now surrounded on all sides, even if they really put on their wings, they can't escape at all.

The most important thing is the combat effectiveness of the herdsmen, they clearly feel that they have tried all their strength to break through the previous three times, but they can't stand out half a step at all, so they are desperate.

"I want you to surrender!" Mu Jing said frankly: "One hundred thousand mountains, all barbarian tribes, belong to my Minghou Mansion!" ”

"You're dreaming!"

Meng Huo had a breath of pride in his chest, and he stood up, and his cold voice was shouting angrily: "I, Meng Shu, am the king of the barbarians, there have always been only barbarian kings who died in battle, and there have been no barbarian kings who surrendered, besides, are you Mu Jing worthy of letting my barbarians surrender?" ”

"I'm not worthy?"

When Mu Jing heard this, his eyes instantly became fierce, and the breath of his whole body rose: "I heard that the barbarians only submit to those who are stronger than them, and now, I have defeated you, the warriors of my pastoral army, and the warriors of your barbarian army, am I not worthy, who is worthy in the world!" ”

"It's not you!"

Meng Shu's fists clenched suddenly, and he said faintly.

"What do you mean?" Mu Jing frowned.

"Mu Long Tu, you know very well in your heart that our barbarian army has never been defeated by your herdsmen, but by our own allies!"

When Meng Shu said this, there was a sense of anger erupting in his body, and he was unwilling to admit defeat because he lost too unjustly: "If we fight, even if I am not defeated, you will not want to block us!" ”

It is undeniable that in the battle with the herdsman, they are indeed inferior, although the individual ability is strong, but the military formation is cooperative, and the equipment is not as good as the people, which he admits all.

But he always believed that the barbarian army would not be easily defeated.

The greatest advantage of the barbarian army is between the mountains and forests.

And not above the plains.

"You're not convinced?"

Mu Jing calmed down, squinted slightly, stared at Meng Shu, and said in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm not convinced!"

Meng Shou roared out of his life, as if the stuffiness in his chest was highlighted, this battle, he lost too unjustly, if he was defeated in a dignified manner, he would admit it, but he was stabbed by his most trusted ally, resulting in defeat, he was unwilling and unconvinced.

"Good!"

Mu Jing smiled, he smiled brightly, because he asked for Meng Shu's unconvinced, he said indifferently: "Since this is the case, I will let you go!" ”

"What?"

Meng Yuleng paused, and an incredible light flickered in his pupils.

"I said, I'll let you go!" Mu Jing said repeatedly.

"Han people are cunning!" Meng Shu took a deep breath and calmed down, but the burning heat in his eyes did not fade, but stared at Mu Jing tightly, he didn't know what medicine was sold in Mu Jing's gourd, but this matter, as if there was a turnaround, his face was a little gloomy, and said, "You won't be so kind, what do you want?" ”

"It's easy!"

Mu Jing said softly: "I want you to submit to me convincingly, this time I will let you go, but it's just you, the soldiers and horses under your command, you can't take any of them away, I'll give you a chance to go back, give you a chance to re-recruit soldiers and horses, give you a chance to fight fairly, as long as you lose, you have to surrender to me!" ”

"No way, I won't leave my warrior!"

"You didn't choose!" Mu Jing said coldly: "I let you leave, it's not that I am reluctant to kill you, I leave these barbarian warriors, I don't threaten you, you want a chance, I gave it to you, but since you have been defeated, you have to pay the price!" ”

He paused and continued: "If before, you only had one choice, then now, you have two choices, first, you take your warriors, break through the siege, how many deaths, how much, I promise, the more fierce you are, the more corpses are left on this Tonggu Mountain, and the second option, you run back by yourself, re-recruit soldiers, and fight with me again, you lose, you surrender, I lose, I lose, I don't have any barbarian warriors I captured today, I don't have any left, I will return them all to you!" ”

"You'd better recognize one thing clearly, now, I am in charge, and you only have the right to choose, choose life, or choose death!" Mu Jing stood up slowly, the breath on his body seemed to be like the scorching sun in the sky, a terrifying momentum, even if Meng Shu had a trace of chill in his heart.

"If I could win you, would you really give me back my warriors?" Meng Shu gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and asked a little gloomily.

"Yes!"

Mujing is like a thousand gold.

"I have two more conditions!"

"Tell me about it!"

"First, I won, you have to swear in front of the people of Yizhou County, you will not send 100,000 troops!" Meng Shu clearly recognized one thing, that is, Nanzhong couldn't stop Mu Jing's footsteps.

"The heart is quite big!" Mu Jing sneered.

"Second, I'm going to take the three thousand guards around me!"

Meng Shu continued.

"Three thousand guards? It's a little interesting, okay, I'll be generous, the conditions should be you! Mu Jing shrugged: "But this is a bet, since you have increased the size, I also have to increase the size, it is fair, right!" ”

"What do you want?"

"How?"

The corners of Mu Jing's mouth raised a playful smile: "If you want to say that you barbarians, there are really not many things that can make me care, if you are lucky enough to win, forget it, 100,000 mountains, for me, even if I can't see it, but if you lose, I want to add one more condition, all tribes must move out of the mountains, live in towns, register in the Ming Dynasty, and accept the laws and regulations of the Ming Hou Mansion!" ”

It is difficult for foreign races to manage, that is because these people do not respect the law, they are wild and accustomed in the mountains, they disagree with each other, fight big battles, happy enmity, and when something happens, they forget to run in the mountains, which is often the existence of disrupting local order.

As long as they can be relocated, even if the tribe is difficult to manage, Mu Jing is confident that he can govern them all obediently.

"Yes!"

Meng Shu gritted his teeth and responded, he shouldn't and can't, he has increased his weight, and Mu Jing will definitely increase the conditions.

"How do I know what you're talking about?" Meng asked.

"How do I know if you Meng Shu will fulfill his promise!"

Mu Jing raised his head, his eyes sharp.

"I, Meng Shu, swear in the name of the god of Pangu, today's covenant, life and death will not regret, if there is a violation, I am willing to bear the punishment of ten thousand Gu!" Meng was solemnly sworn to the sky.

The barbarians, originating from witches, believe in the gods of Pangu

The punishment of ten thousand Gu is the most cruel punishment of the barbarians.

"I, Mujing, swear in the name of my father, today's covenant, life and death will not regret, if there is a violation, I am willing to accept the punishment of five horses and corpses!"

Mu Jing said solemnly.

He does not recognize the sky, disrespectfully, in this era, the only thing he respects is his father, and it is already his greatest sincerity to swear by his father.

"I'll show you how powerful my barbarians are!"

Meng Huo's eyes were like fire, and his battle intent was burning.

"We'll see!"

Mu Jing smiled coldly: "After an hour, the river ferry will open an opening, our soldiers will not regret any offensive moves, you and the three thousand guards under your command, no boat or boat, you can cross the shore, you can be regarded as picking up a life!" ”

"I will order the warriors on the mountain to put down their weapons, if you dare to slaughter them, life and death in the future, as long as my barbarians have a breath, they should fight with you endlessly!" Meng Shu turned his head, turned on his horse, and returned to the military formation.

He only had one hour to arrange the follow-up, he had to race against time, and to some extent, he had given up on these warriors, he felt guilty, but he had no regrets, because this was the only chance to survive.

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Let them leave, and Mujing will naturally taste tea.

"Make an oath with the barbarians, should I call you stupid, or should I say that you are conceited?"

Xi Zhicai didn't know what appeared next to Mu Jing, he frowned.

"You mean I let him go!" Mu Jing shrugged his shoulders and said: "Let him go, it was my original decision, as for the gambling contract and the oath, it was just a whim, shouldering the interests of the clan, don't say any oath, even if he let Meng get to die and bear any crimes, he will not have any frowns, I never believed that he would obediently surrender!" ”

"On the other hand, even if he wins, you won't fulfill your promise?"

Xi Zhicai's eyes widened.

"You can really draw inferences!" Mu Jing said with a smile: "Ideas are always ideas, just keep them in your heart, why say it, it will damage my impression of wisdom and martial arts!" ”

"Whew!" Xi Zhicai took a sip of contempt, and then his eyes became a little puzzled, he now felt that he was becoming more and more unable to understand Mu Jing's thoughts, especially since Mu Jing sat in the southwest, he seemed to be hiding a lot of thoughts, so that he could not figure it out.

"In that case, why did you make a vow with him here?"

"The problem of the barbarians is always to be solved, and I have to hold the righteousness in my hands!"

Mu Jing said in a deep voice.

"As long as he Meng Shu is defeated, everything, he Meng Shu can only pinch his nose and bear it, because my fist is big enough, because I dare to fight, as long as he dares to break the contract, I will be famous and slaughter 100,000 mountains!"

"Will the barbarians have a chance to turn the tables?"

"Why do you think I let Meng Huo go!" Mu Jing sneered: "That's because, he can't turn over in his life, the barbarian army still has strength, but Meng Shu will definitely not face us when he regroups in the first time, we are just enemies, but it is not us who betrays him, people, often the first time to find is not the enemy, but the enemy!" ”

"You mean ......"

Xi Zhicai suddenly understood, and he felt more and more sinister that Mu Jing was sinister: "Use the barbarian army to deal with Yonghong, you are killing two birds with one stone!" ”