Chapter Twenty-Four: Dead People Are Generally Good People
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Leng Ping no longer discussed with He Yuanwu about the enemy of the big cannibal, and through a few short sentences, he had clearly seen He Yuanwu's plan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This guy wants to run!
Everything he did on the North Tianshan Road was to be able to hide and watch Hami fight with the Great Cannibals in the future, and then turn to the winner.
He's not a fool, he knows what the consequences of fighting the Great Cannibal will be, and at the same time, he also knows what will happen if he really angers Iron Heart.
Mutual support seems to be the best way to go.
In fact, as long as he can suffer the defeat of both Tie Xinyuan and the Great Cannibal, he does have a chance to rise.
He Yuanwu thought so, and there was nothing wrong with that.
However, Leng Ping and Wang Zhou didn't think so.
They just want to use this group of strong mercenaries and cannibals to fight hard, and then hurry back to Hami, and after truly integrating into the Hami army, they will fight for a good future for their children and grandchildren.
Leng Ping accompanied He Yuanwu to drink wine for a day, and only after confirming that He Yuanwu was completely drunk did he return to his room and wait for Wang Zhou to arrive.
Most of the sergeants in Wuji Castle were He Yuanwu's cronies, and after He Yuanwu got drunk, the person in charge of the city defense was He Yuanwu's henchman Ryazan.
This person was originally the deputy general of He Yuanwu's Southern Expedition, and he was loyal to He Yuanwu and never had two hearts.
The meat-like life of Jiuchi has ruined He Yuanwu's bravery, and he is more desperate than anyone else at this time.
Whether it is Leng Ping or Wang Xuan, they can control those mercenaries who have no loyalty at all, but they can't touch anyone around He Yuanwu.
They are all heroes who have been fighting for a long time, organizing small regiments to fight, no one is half a point better than the other, once the infighting begins, those mercenaries will just stand by and watch, or see who gives more money, and will help whomever they want.
As long as Leng Ping and Wang Zhou were crushed in the number of pro-soldiers, He Yuanwu was not worried that the two of them would rebel.
Leng Ping's last temptation was over, he already knew He Yuanwu's thoughts, in this case, killing He Yuanwu to regain military power and reorganizing the mercenaries was the only choice.
It's just that a person is not sure that he will retreat after killing He Yuanwu.
In the evening, Wang Zhou returned.
The only people who could enter the castle with him were his own soldiers, the leaders of the mercenaries of the Tibetan, Western Xia, and Khitan tribes, and their own soldiers.
The rest of the army remained outside the city.
This is the rule that He Yuanwu set when he was stationed in Wuji City.
The raid was a failure, and they had nothing to gain except a few dozen sheep and some chickens hanging from their horses' necks.
As soon as he walked into Wuji City, he was greeted by the laughter of He Yuanwu's personal soldiers, which made Wang Zhou's face very ugly.
This is not the first time he has returned empty-handed.
Ryazan stood on the high platform, frowned and looked at Wang Guan, who had entered the city gate, and said to Leng Ping beside him: "Since there are sheep, why haven't you caught anyone?" ā
Leng Ping smiled: "The temperament of indiscriminate good people has been released." ā
Ryazan shook his head and said: "It can't go on like this, please ask Brother Leng to explain Brother Wang more, the country of Wuji can't sit and eat empty." ā
Leng Ping saw that his own soldiers were already in place, so he slowly pulled out his long knife and spat and said, "Let's teach him a good lesson." ā
Ryazan hurriedly stopped: "It's not appropriate, this will cause a rebellion." ā
Leng Ping's long knife leaned forward, and the long knife avoided Ryazan's heart shield and plunged into his chest through the middle.
Ryazan shouted, his hands tightly grasped Leng Ping's long knife, Leng Ping took a step forward expressionlessly, and the long knife cut off half of Ryazan's palm, revealing his back without hindrance.
With Ryazan's screams, Lengping's guards also began to move, and Ryazan's personal soldiers soon fell in a pool of blood, they never imagined that the brothers who had been drinking and eating meat together just now would hack themselves.
Wang Xuan saw what was happening on the stage, although he didn't understand why Leng Ping chose this time to start, he still beckoned his personal guards and made a move to He Yuanwu's personal soldiers guarding the door.
The fighting spread everywhere like ripples, and the people who fought and shouted were all Song people, those Tubo people, Khitan people, and Western Xia people firmly held their weapons, and left the battlefield at the first time, standing in a safe place and watching this group of Song people kill each other with a smile.
When Leng Ping passed by the Tubo people with a long knife, he said to the Tubo strong man led by him: "Zhenzhu, do you really plan to be a wandering warrior for the rest of your life?" ā
The leader of the Tibetan warrior Zhenzhu shook his head and said, "Qingtang is gone. ā
"The princess of Qingtang is still there, and General Li Qiao is also there, you don't want to be ruled by others, isn't it an insult to you to be under the command of General Li Qiao?"
Zhenzhu raised her head and roared angrily: "You want Lao Tzu to work for you and kill He Yuanwu, right?" ā
Leng Ping took out a seal from his bosom and said to Zhenzhu: "It was the king who asked me to kill He Yuanwu, Zhenzhu, ask you for the last time, do you listen to the king's orders?" ā
Zhenzhu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, remembering that he was still in Hami's family, and shouted to the Tubo warrior behind him with difficulty: "Lao Tzu has recognized his master." ā
After speaking, he followed Wang Xuan to fight in the castle.
The rest of the Tubo people were stunned for a while, and when they saw the courage of Zhenzhu's fighting, they had no choice but to follow him and charge He Yuanwu's own soldiers.
The Xixia people didn't see Leng Ping looking at him, so he laughed and said, "Give me five thousand silver cakes, and Lao Tzu will help you kill He Yuanwu." ā
Leng Ping nodded, took out a handful of gold coins from his arms and threw them to Yi Wudao: "This is a deposit!" ā
He picked up the gold coins and smiled at the Xixia warriors around him: "The money has been collected, follow Lao Tzu." ā
The rest of the Western Xia warriors laughed and followed the footsteps of the Tubo people into the battlefield.
When Leng Ping's gloomy gaze fell on the Khitans, those Khitan warriors couldn't help but shudder, if they didn't know which side to stand on at this time, they were really looking for death.
The strong man led by him directly stretched out his hand, a smile appeared on Leng Ping's face, and he put a handful of gold coins in his hand and said, "Go ahead, and have a price with the Xixia people." ā
Seeing He Yuanwu's personal soldiers and loyal subordinates fall to the ground one by one, Wang Zhou sighed and put away his long knife.
Just now, he personally killed three Song people who did not listen to any persuasion.
The three Song people cursed his betrayal when they were dying.
"Why didn't He Yuanwu come out?"
A nameless anger rose in Wang Xuan's heart, and he yelled at Leng Ping.
Leng Ping pointed to the most luxurious house and said, "After drinking four jars of spirits and three orchids, I don't think he still has the strength to get up from the bed." ā
Wang Xuan smiled bitterly and pointed to the dead bodies all over the ground and said, "Give me another month or two, and I will have a way to convince these people to ......."
Leng Ping snorted and said, "This is a group of guys who are used to eating human flesh, and they have tasted the benefits from it, do you think they will come back?"
What's more, our army has already been dispatched, and the big battle with Musin is just around the corner, so I don't have time for you. ā
The two were talking, and suddenly, smoke rose from the luxurious big house, and He Yuanwu, who was scattered from his cloak, staggered out of the house, the long knife in his hand was stained with blood, and he began to laugh after looking up and seeing Leng Ping.
"Haha, it's all for money and women, Lao Tzu killed all the women, burned all the treasures, Leng Ping, I see what area you use to feed those mercenaries."
Leng Ping took a step forward and shouted: "Kill the traitor He Yuanwu on the order of the king!" ā
He Yuanwu smiled when he heard this: "I knew that Tie Xinyuan would not let me go, but I didn't expect that you two guys like me would actually help him."
We are all fighting men who came out of the sea of corpses and blood, and we have earned the credit from our heads and belts, and we have been embezzled by others, and we have seen those officials and men use us as cattle and horses. Countless good brothers did not die under the enemy's sword, but the class teacher was later beheaded by his own executioner.
What kind of bullshit royal order are you Leng Ping still holding to crusade against me, do you still have a little fucking heart?
I, He Yuanwu, asked myself, I'm sorry for the two of you, I didn't hide the woman, I didn't swallow the silver, and I will share it with you if you have a sip of wine.
The free eagle is not right, the officials give you a bone, are you going to give them a dog for a lifetime? ā
Wang Xuan lowered his head in shame, but Leng Ping raised his face and said, "You are not sorry for us, I can't stand you."
Seriously, Lao He, I didn't expect you to reason with me at this time, since that's the case, I'll tell you the truth.
Lao He, you go and die, there are many people who want you to die, even if I don't kill you, Meng Yuanzhi will come.
After you die, I will send someone to find your family in the Great Song Dynasty and send them your money.
I will also tell your family about what happened here, and if your son wants to avenge you, Lao Tzu is waiting for him in Hami. ā
He Yuanwu angrily threw away his long knife, ripped open his shirt and beat his chest: "You don't need to be a good person, Lao Tzu has no family."
Now you have a life, come on, cut here, cut here, you have killed so many good brothers, you must not care about my rotten life. ā
He Yuanwu took a step closer, Wang Zhou took a step back, and when He Yuanwu walked towards Leng Ping, the long knife in Leng Ping's hand happily stabbed into He Yuanwu's chest, and the long knife accurately passed through He Yuanwu's heart.
Leng Ping looked at He Yuanwu's painful face and said, "Since I am already sorry for you, then continue to owe it......"
The fire in Wuji City was quickly extinguished, and most of the stone houses were still not burned out.
The silk and furs, and the cotton cloth that had been stolen were burned, but the gold and silver vessels were not burned.
With a kick, Wang Xuan kicked away a silver cup that had been burned black, and the silver cup rolled out in the empty hall.
He Yuanwu is right, even if he is not in every possible way, he is not sorry for him.
The official position is like a joke, the rough promise, and the vague wooing, but there is sincerity everywhere......
After Leng Ping dealt with those mercenaries, he also walked into He Yuanwu's treasure house, and when he saw Wang Zhou sitting alone at a table, he smiled and said, "The matter is arranged, they agreed to go with us to loot near Shanshan."
I've promised them that whatever they get their hands on, it's all their own.
Our brothers can join forces to kill the enemy this time. ā
Wang Xuan raised his head and looked at Leng Ping and said, "If I have a choice, I actually prefer to join forces with He Yuanwu to ......" (To be continued.) )
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