It is also a classic bigwig in Hong Kong films, the city gate slowly opened, Zhang Yan, Zang Ba, these subordinates brought their own words, as well as the captain Wang Yong, Xu Guang and other younger brothers carried knives and axes, and surrounded Wang Hou to go out, everyone was in beautiful armor.

In contrast, the Xianbei people have a lot of grass platforms, several tribal leaders, nobles! O nobles! Dressed neatly as the island city wharf, he was draped in a few broken sheepskins, and the wool on them was covered with black willows.

And in this era, it is not easy to bathe in the grassland, and some herdsmen only take a bath three times in their lives.

It's no wonder that the nomads of this era either comb their pigtails or shave their heads like a few guys in front of them, and the lice on their heads are easy to find!

Then, there are several records in the history books about later generations, and the Xianbei people are handsome.

"The Legend of Chu Qiao", "Splendid Weiyang", the Xianbei grandfathers are simply handsome, but they really saw the real person, and Wang Hou was really disappointed. These Yuwen clan lords in front of you who can negotiate on behalf of the clan! The ancestors of the little fresh meat princes of the Northern Dynasty have round faces, full foreheads, thick cheeks like peaches, and half of their heads and melon seeds.

This is still a bigwig-level cross-border between the "transnational crime" gangs, just when Wang Hou looked at it and shook his head, he came up, and the Xianbei tribesman who was bald in the middle, braided all the hair in small braids, and wore a sheepskin jacket was already grinning with arrogant teeth, and the Xianbei "foreign language" was spoken quickly and quickly, and he felt that he had a sense of Harry Potter releasing magic, and Wang Hou's head was two circles bigger.

Good thing he has a translator.

The head was crooked, in the battle of the granary last year, in the three parts of Wuhuan, the big man who was captured by Wang Hou in the first battle wore a robe, staggered out of the army, and stood at the front.

It's simply a miracle created by culture, the stupid big man looks five big and three thick, and at first glance he is a fierce man with a head that is not as heavy as his biceps, and he is a fierce man who charges into battle, but he listens to the sermons of the old man with the army, and the profound truth bombardment in the "Taiping Program" that Wang Hou can't understand, the stupid big man is actually fascinated, and he actually converted.

After following the army veterans for more than half a year, he also learned a lot of Chinese, and now the stupid big man has now officially become a monk and has become the official wisdom channel leader of the Eternal Fire Dao Regiment, which is more upright than Wang Hou, an impostor Taoist.

Although looking at his huge bones, the muscles that were more rigid and the muscles that were full, and the wide robes were bulging, Wang Hou really couldn't figure out where he was wise.

Listening to the Xianbei man swaying his pigtails and baring his teeth and shouting for a long time, Huixiu Daoist looked like water, calmly turned his head and Wang Houyi, and the tone of the old Taoist priest was exactly the same, and he translated slowly in the Han official dialect with a natural Northeast flavor of big ballast.

"Zhou Mu, Yuwen Shi said, our Liaodong Gongsun family invaded the pasture of their relative Wuhuan Dunshan in Naga, killed and plundered their Naga tribesmen, and their Xianbei Yuwen tribe was entrusted by the Wuhuan Babu Chunu tribe to avenge their tribe!"

"Now the state pastor only needs to pay a tribute of 10,000 stone of grain to their Yuwen Department, and their Murong Department can replace the Babu Chunu Department with this hatred!"

Looking at the Xianbei tribe who didn't know whether he was forty or fifty and a young man with his head held high, looking at him domineeringly, Wang Hou's brain hurt.

Let's not mention that he and Gongsun Kang have fought together, it is not a family at all, how did the news of the backwardness of the Murong Department come from, it is just that he Wang Hou collects protection money everywhere, and a small Xianbei tribe actually collects protection money and receives it on his head, can he Wang Tiangao bear it?

Of course not!

It's really like the gang boss, if he doesn't agree with the gun, he will hold the fire, and let it out, the large-caliber short fire will be so shocked that the ears of both the Han army and the Xianbei side are buzzing, carrying a gun in one hand and planning to pinch it in the other, Wang Hou and Pandao collapsed, baring his teeth and roaring.

"Tell him that I am the general of the north of the Han Dynasty, Wang Yuan! It's not Liaodong Gongsun's family, and if you want food, you can, attack my city wall, fight to the death with Lao Tzu in a dignified manner, and fight the city, hundreds of thousands of stones, grains and grass are all his! Otherwise, when the Lao Tzu cavalry arrives, they will pinch you to death like bedbugs! ”

Angry, Wang Hou bared his teeth and roared, and the spit stars sprayed on the faces of several Xianbei nobles on the opposite side, spraying their dirty old faces because they had only taken three baths in their lives.

It's not the first time that Wang Hou has pretended to be forced with a musket, but every time he can achieve miraculous results, seeing the smoking stick in his hand, the Xianbei tribesmen with small pigtails in his head are just like his own father who saw him dead for more than ten years during the day, staring at the dog and almost kneeling.

Several other Xianbei nobles were also frightened, looking at Wang Hou's "fingers" smoking in disbelief, and the two trembling forces almost wanted to go first.

There is also the wisdom channel chief, and the eyes of the embarrassed bull are also wide, and the belief in the eternal fire soars from eighty-nine to ninety-eight in an instant.

The prairie people are really who is ruthless and who is the boss! Frightened by Wang Hou's grinning, listening to the translation of the head of the Hui channel in excitement, he spoke again, and the tone and demeanor of the Xianbei Yuwen who was full of melon seeds and pigtails were obviously a lot more polite, and the big horse monkey hugged his fist respectfully, and there was a burst of muttering.

"State pastor, these Xianbei people still ask the state pastor to give them 10,000 stone of grain!"

"I'm sun, he's forked!"

The spittle stars flew straight away, and the blue muscles in his head burst out, Wang Hou wanted to break the guy, but the second gun had not yet been taken out, and Huitong, who had learned from the old Taoist who died with the army, was so slow that he was panting, and he continued to hold it out leisurely.

"He said that they Yuwen Xianbei are nomadic in the Laoha River Valley, belong to the eastern Xianbei, and originally belonged to the captain of the Han Dynasty to protect Xianbei, since the adult is the general of Zhenbei, they are willing to be dispatched by the adult!"

"As long as the state pastor gives them 10,000 stone of grain for the winter, just like the former captain of Xianbei Lieutenant!"

"What? Is this down?

Seeing these bald guys nodding their heads and bowing in front of them with their fists in their hands, Wang Hou's eyes widened.

The siege of the city besieged him for half a month, and it was done with one shot? I knew that he was still fighting sesame battles, and I had already taken the old woman with two guns to do it single-handedly.