Between the Baoketu coal mine and the Ming army heading north, a tent was erected.

After all, Qu Shiyun still didn't dare to risk the princess of Changping, and with more than a dozen cavalrymen, he and Tian Chou, the military governor of Shanxi Town, rode over with a fat face.

At the other end, the gate of the coal mine suddenly opened, and Zhu Yujun and his entourage walked over slowly, as the only bargaining chip for these Bansheng people, she was taken care of, and a pair of small hands were locked behind her back by heavy shackles, and there were three guns pointed at her side, which can be said to be extremely cautious.

He was escorted to the front of the tent with his hands behind his back, and looking at the green canvas army tent, Changping couldn't help but swallow his saliva heavily.

Qu Shiyun and Tian Chou, she doesn't care, but what makes her nervous is still the man who sits in the Forbidden City, holding up the whole world with both hands, she has done enough recently that it is not an exaggeration to call it deviant, if it were all dynasties, it is estimated that it would have been abolished long ago, especially her current behavior, which is enough to be called a rebellion.

If it was Chongzhen, Zhu Yujun had no doubt that he would be ruthlessly sacrificed, but now that it was him, would he forgive himself? Will he give the more than 50,000 people who have rebelled, and even more Ban Shengmin in the entire grassland, a way to live because of himself?

Changping's heart was beating violently.

In order to express sincerity, the twelve Ming army knights were all standing facing outward, and the twelve Bansheng people were standing on the other side, Han Xiaomo opened the tent door, Ang Geturi took the lead and bent down, Changping was close behind, in the tent, a ball of candle flames crackled and burned, opposite the candle flame, it was Qu Shiyun's gloomy dead face, staring at himself with gritted teeth, and the commander Tian Chou on the other side took a step back, which surprised Changping a little, he was obviously a little absent-minded.

In addition, in the last interview with the Baoketu Coal Mine, the two Mongolian fat men that Zhu Yujun had seen were also there, and at the very edge of the tent were Zhu Yujun's two sad guards, one was thinking about how to cut Ding Ding into the palace when he went back, and the other was thinking about how many tall and powerful people he had to be trained by entering the teaching workshop, and they were all listless.

"Your Highness, you are endangering the Empire!"

As soon as he came in, Qu Shiyun couldn't help but roar angrily, the old guy was dry and thin, but his lung capacity was not small, and the spittle flew out more than three meters, and they all jumped on Zhao Dazhuang's face.

However, looking at his annoyed expression, Changping raised her little hand locked behind her back to the right, and said with an innocent face: "Lord Qu, the concubine is just a weak woman, and she was kidnapped by the thugs, and the concubine can't understand Lord Qu's words?" ”

"Your Highness's matter, Your Majesty will make a ruling!"

The muscles on the corners of Qi's mouth shook a few times, but in the end, Qu Shiyun did not continue to scold, but cast his gaze on Ang Geturi's face gloomily.

"Let Concubine Ming go, this official can spare your dog's life! No fault for the past! ”

"And then let the Mongols climb on top of us and continue to bully us?"

Equally unrelenting, Angituri's eyes were also round, and he roared at them.

"Then how can you release Concubine Ming?"

Finally, Tian Chou spoke, this old general who followed Mao Jue didn't know how many bloody battles he fought, but this time he muttered weakly with an image that did not match his prestige, and he glared at him angrily when he heard a word, and then his gaze fell on Ang Geturi gloomily.

But the words of this Bansheng slave man made Changping couldn't help but gasp.

"With the Anglie River as the boundary, the Baoketu grassland, is the territory of our Bansheng people, the officers and soldiers are not allowed to cross the boundary, from now on, you and I will not interfere with the river water, and we will not interact with each other!"

"Do you want to build a country? You are crazy? ”

Listening to Changping's sharp shouting, Ang Geturi's stocky face must not have changed at all.

"In the past, our ancestors believed in the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty watched them fall into the dust and become slaves, and I also used to believe in the government, but the government sold us to the Mongols again! From now on, we only believe in ourselves! ”

Originally, she just wanted to force Qu Shiyun to return the Baoketu Coal Mine, but the requirements of the founding of the country made things a few levels more serious at once, and in an instant, Qu Shiyun's face was gloomy like rain, even Zhu Yujun herself regretted it and subconsciously wanted to turn around, but the shackles she locked behind her back were grabbed by Zhao Dazhuang violently, and at the same time, the gun was held against her and took a step back.

"These slaves still want to establish a nation on our land? Lord Qu, if you dare to agree, all the previous agreements with our Zalut Department will be regarded as wrong, and our Great Khan will lead a million cavalry, and then sow the bravery of the blue wolf and white deer on the heads of you Han people who are as cowardly as lambs! ”

Good guy, I didn't talk about it here, but it was up again, and the Mongolian nobleman who was a little fatter roared with a foul mouth, and Qu Shiyun almost died of anger when he heard it, is he still young this year? Who dares to ride him and poop on his neck?

But things really embarrassed him, Changping is not only Mao Jue's concubine, but also the princess of the former Ming Dynasty, representing the marriage relationship between the Mao family and the Zhu family and the legitimacy of inheriting the empire! He didn't dare to let her have a mistake, but he promised him to establish a country? Qu Shiyun also couldn't bear this responsibility, the old guy turned his head with a headache and fell on Tian Chou, what made him vomit blood even more was that this time he was a martial artist who was worse than himself, a civil servant, and he didn't know what to think when he shrank his neck.

"Master Qu, please give me an answer quickly!"

Looking at him gloomily, Ang Geturi tilted his head slightly, and the barrel of Zhao Dazhuang's gun against Zhu Yujun's back stabbed him again, and the pain made her moan uncontrollably.

But this threat also made Qu Shiyun feel down, a pair of dim old eyes appeared rich ruthless, and his gloomy lips squirmed, but just when he didn't spit out the word, a rapid sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded violently outside the tent, and the cold hair was set up in an instant, and Zhu Yujun was dragged back, and the green tendons on Zhao Dazhuang's neck burst out, and he roared.

"Dog officer, cheating?"

This was not ordered by Qu Shiyun, and he also looked at Tian Chou with a look of surprise, but the imperial marshal still looked half-dead, and at this juncture, an angry shout suddenly sounded outside the tent.

"Losers!!

Zhu Yujun was frightened smartly, her little face turned white, and as the tent door of the Ming army was lifted again, she was crying with a small face, and nodded tremblingly: "Old, master, you.... You.... How did you get here? ”

"Your Majesty!"

Shen Yunjian and Lin Wanru almost didn't cry, and knelt on the ground sadly, Qu Shiyun's eyes widened, and Tian Chou bowed already ready, he already knew if he dared to be affectionate.

"What you've done in the last few months!!"

Angry, as soon as he came in, Mao Jue walked directly towards him, so frightened that Zhu Yujun's legs and stomach were even weaker, like Stockholm syndrome, he shrank to the robber Zhao Dazhuang, shook his tied little hands, and shouted sadly: "Master, the concubine has been kidnapped, dangerous, don't come here!" ”

But now, everything is so dramatic, Zhao Dazhuang, who was still murderous just now, suddenly took a big spin, and in the unbelievable eyes of more than a dozen Bansheng leaders, he threw Changping out with his back, a ballet spin, Zhu Yujun was also confused, impartial, and just threw into Mao Jue's arms, just like a classic shot on TV, the two of them spun back to the official army.

This is also too bloody, and the people on both sides were stupid for a few seconds, and then they made a noise like waking up from a dream, and they all raised their guns and pointed them at each other's noses.

Syllable~

A slap was directly slashed on Zhu Yuhan's upright little buttocks, and in the painful cry of the editor-in-chief, Mao Jue's eyes were as round as a cow's eyes, and he blew his beard and shouted: "It's been a long time since I performed family law!" It's against you, a loser!! ”

didn't have the heart to see them show their affection for scattering dog food, while holding the gun, Ang Geturi also stared at the boss with eyes, and roared angrily: "Zhao Dazhuang! Are you crazy about shit? Why? Why betray the big guy? ”

"I'm sorry, chief! I was originally a brocade guard who didn't accept it at night! Chongzhen has been lurking in the grassland with the caravan for twelve years, and I have never been a Bansheng person! ”

The muzzle of the gun was against his temple, and the Oscar actor who could win the little gold man shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

Stuffing Changping into the back, Mao Jue finally recovered some of the emperor's demeanor, walked arrogantly to the front of this Infernal Affairs combination with his hands behind his back, and slapped away Qu Shiyun who still wanted to speak, Mao Jue waved his hand like a fly.

"For the sake of Changping's face, Lao Tzu will not kill you, a few of you can run, let Lao Tzu go to the New World, never come back, the rest, put down your arms, Lao Tzu will treat it as if nothing happened."

"Get out!"

After the domineering hum, again, Mao Jue hugged his arms again, and walked arrogantly towards the outside of the tent, his eyes were about to split, Ang Geturi moved the short fire gun regardless of it, and pulled the trigger violently at Mao Jue's back, but in the clicking sound, there was not even a spark squirting, Zhao Dazhuang stabbed the muzzle of his head again, and said gloomily.

"Big brother, think about it for the sake of the people of Baoketu!"

The muscles on his head burst out, and he threw the gun violently, and Anggeturi touched the knife on his waist again without hesitation.

At this time, an equally unbelievable voice sounded inside the tent.

"Why?"

With rippling tears in her pupils, Zhu Yujun grabbed the corner of Mao Jue's clothes and asked in disbelief.......

(End of chapter)