When Bai Hui arrived at the door, he asked his guards in a low voice: "What's going on, why do the Japanese people go out to fight like crazy?" ”

The guards said in a low voice: "The Japanese believe that if Xiao Meng dies in battle, their respected general can't even take back the corpse, they are unwilling to do so, they are willing to fight to the death to raid the enemy army, and take back Xiao Meng's head, at all costs." ”

Bai Hui was puzzled: "Xiao Meng is kind to them?" ”

"Xiao Meng's leather whip never showed mercy to them, and they basically practiced to the death during training, when they were examining the school's marching formation, military regulations, and team strategy, whenever there was a little mistake, they would greet them with a leather whip, which made other instructors unbearable."

"Got it."

Bai Hui really understood, and commanded in a low voice: "Tell Wolf Blade that the task of retrieving Xiao Meng's head will be delayed for two days." After giving the order, Bai Hui walked to the door.

After Bai Hui glanced at the widows, he said in a deep voice:

"Xiao Meng, our Mengxibai clan in Yixian County is a family. I've known him since I was a kid and we've had fun together. This time he was at fault, guilty of being reckless. Then he had merit, voluntarily broke off for the overall situation, faced a hundredfold enemy, and drained the last drop of blood. ”

"Regardless of merit or demerit, everyone here, we came here from thousands of miles away, not to leave my brother's head, Benjun has already sent the elite around him, this justice, Benjun will get it back for Xiao Meng."

The Japanese were in a hurry, and several of them had already rushed to Bai Hui's feet, and one of them hugged Bai Hui's legs: "Your Excellency, give us a chance, if we die, we will ask your superiors to send troops to levy, General Meng's head, we will snatch it back with our own hands, in order to comfort General Meng's spirit in the sky." Implore! ”

The widow fell to his knees.

"That's it. Xiao Meng has you, he has a spirit in heaven, and he will be gratified. Bai Hui stretched out his hand to untie the guard's saber: "This knife, everyone who is qualified to have it, must be a hundred battles and heroes, this knife represents the soul of the Qin army, the soul is immortal, and the battle is endless." ”

Bai Hui looked up to the sky and sighed: "Thinking of our old Qin people, we have experienced countless vicious battles, and our old Qin people's oath is that we will not shed blood and swear not to truce." ”

Bai Hui handed the knife to the hand of the Japanese man, reached out and patted the back of the Japanese man's hand: "Go to battle, Xiao Meng will watch you in the sky." ”

"Come here, pass on the royal decree, and equip them."

"Thank you!" The Japanese knelt on the ground, and the Japanese who received the knife cut his forehead with the knife, letting the blood flow down the blade, and after giving a heavy salute to Bai Hui, he left with the other Japanese murderous spirits.

After the widows retreated, Bai Hui returned to the courtyard with a sad face.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the sadness on Bai Hui's face disappeared instantly, and he commanded in a low voice: "Hurry up and send a few people to give them instructions on how to march, reconnoitre, and fight in the dense forest." Don't let these guys die for nothing. Since it's a pack of wolves, let's give us Zhuxia to bite people. ”

"No."

The other guard looked at his saber.

This saber is the standard saber of the Qin army's senior guards and janissaries, and there is a soul on it?

Bai Hui's words made the guards a little confused.

But there is one point, the bloody nature of the Qin army is that there is no truce without shedding blood.

Bai Hui slapped the guard on the head who was still studying his saber: "Stupid, don't think about it." Go and pass on my words secretly, the battle of the unification of Zhuxia is not allowed to involve any outsiders, it is our Zhuxia business. ”

"No!"

Bai Hui returned to the house, and when there was only one person in the house, the corner of Bai Hui's mouth provoked a smile.

Slaves.

Are they willing to be slaves?

Wen Luo entered, and stood aside after giving the salute, but was silent.

Bai Hui picked up the teacup and asked, "Are you dissatisfied?" ”

"No, it's not dissatisfaction, it's just incomprehension."

"Why?"

"Slaves are not allowed to be reused, they are not good."

Wen Luo had also studied the Japanese slaves from his long-term observations, and he did not like them.

Just as Xiao Meng likes to use a leather whip to tell the Japanese slaves about life, in Xiao Meng's opinion, these cheap slaves will be beaten, beaten to death, and the more they beat, the more cute they become.

Bai Hui asked, "That Wenluo, what kind of person do you think the Japanese slaves are?" ”

Wen Luo stretched out four fingers: "The Japanese slave has four hearts!" ”

"What?" Bai Hui was startled.

Wen Luo was very serious: "Lord, the first heart of this slave is his own heart, and his mind is extremely heavy, no one knows that they are thinking about talents, and they are very deep. Even your own relatives will not know, but it is certain that it must be self-interested. ”

"Talk, interesting idea."

Bai Hui also has his own understanding of the Japanese slaves, but he didn't expect Wen Luo to have a summary.

Wen Luo continued: "This is not the only opinion of the disciples. ”

"It's okay, keep talking."

"Lord, the second heart of this slave is called the heart of the world. They are more ruthless than wolves, and when they come into contact with people they never know, they always have a kind of respect that borders on humility, and this respect is the beginning of the dislike of the slaves. ”

Bai Hui fiddled with the tea set and motioned for Wen Luo to sit down: "Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly." Take a sip of tea, the kind of slave goods, treat respect as a transaction, not respect. You go on, it's interesting. ”

Wen Luo was happy in her heart, not because Bai Hui accepted her remarks, but because Bai Hui obviously had a deep understanding of the Japanese slaves.

Thinking about it again, when no one had ever seen a Japanese slave, Bai Hui directly defined that there was a place for Japanese islands to conquer. If you think about it, Bai Hui should think more thoroughly, otherwise it will be a place of commerce.

Sitting down and drinking a cup of tea, Wen Luo said: "Lord, this kind of respect for the Japanese slaves is indeed impure, they will test the other party, if they find that they are good to bully, but they will put pressure step by step, once they find that the other party does not rebound, but there is no limit, they can do their best to oppress, whether it is to the same clan or to the southern monkeys." ”

"Well spoken."

Bai Huixin said that these still think they are smart.

I think that in a certain era, these Japanese goods are polite and modest to the general friends, and many pure and kind people think that this is the original intention of the Japanese slaves, but in fact this is more hateful than a hypocritical mask.

It's just a conspiracy.

Ceremony, for Huaxia, is etiquette. For the Japanese slaves, it is just a trading commodity that can be used casually.

Bai Hui poured a cup of tea for Wen Luo: "The Japanese slaves are a kind of cheap slaves, and they have a fatal flaw. ”

"Tell me the Lord."

"The slaves are wolves, they are evil wolves, they are cruel to their own wolves, and to the other wolves in the pack, and they have no friendship, no hatred, no kindness in their heads. Do you think they really want to avenge Xiao Meng? They will cry, they will cry, and more importantly, Xiao Meng's death will make them lose their last heart. ”

Bai Hui stopped and changed the subject: "The third heart you said is a merit, right?" ”

"The Lord is wise!"

"The good thing about them is that they're selfish and petty. But it's not utilitarian. It's funny, it's not good or bad. Let's talk about their fourth heart. ”