Speaking of which, although Bagen and the others are still nominally from Dalintai, after going to Zhuolu Mountain, they are more to help Zhiwen do things, and unconsciously take Zhiwen as the standard, so they naturally obey Zhiwen's orders.

"Ask me what to do? Go if you want to, Brother Lin has spoken, is it possible that you are not from Dalintai. Zhiwen smiled and kicked Bagen, although he knew that Lin Yuan would not be misunderstood because of this, but he still had to clarify it when it was time to clarify.

"Okay." Bagen hurriedly caught up with Meng Gen with Chaolu Chagan, and Lin Yuan and Zhiwen looked at each other and smiled.

"Be careful, don't stain Brother Lin's sweat tent." Zhiwen loudly said to the few people who were far away.

"Come, come, Envoy, please drink this cup full." Tang Hezhi in the sweat tent was squeezing out a smiling face, beckoning a few envoys from the Jin Kingdom, when the door suddenly opened, and a group of soldiers entered uninvited.

Seeing that the last to come in was Meng Gen Bagen and other young people who had always been tough on Jin Guo, Tang Hezhi knew Lin Yuan and Zhiwen's plan, and put down his wine glass silently at the moment.

"What do you want to do?" The messengers at the head stood up with a "swish", they were not weak people, but they also rushed to kill in the blood and fire, and when they saw this scene, they knew that it was not good, and they grabbed the knife handle at their waists.

There are not so many rules outside the plug, even if he meets Huang Taiji, he will carry more blades and will not take off his sword, and Lin Yuan is no exception here.

"Huh!" The leader moved the fastest, and the knife was already half drawn, but then there was a soft "snort", and an arrow sank into his arm, causing him to howl miserably, and before he could react, Meng Gen ghostly bullied him in front of him.

"Bang!" The envoy fell to the sky, and then a few scimitars pressed against his throat, and the rest of the golden people moved a little slowly, even more badly, the knife was not pulled out, it was restrained by Meng Gen's men, after all, he drank some wine, and his reaction was slow, and he had never looked down on the Mengren, and he didn't expect that Lin Yuan would shoot without warning, otherwise it wouldn't be so bad.

Meng Gen retracted his right foot, and then turned around and complained to Bagen, "Zheng Gongzi has said, don't stain the sweat tent, you still shoot arrows, look, make a puddle of blood on the ground, I don't care, you will clean it up later." ”

"If I don't shoot this arrow, you will have to do it with him in the tent, and you will mess up the sweat tent as well." Unconvinced, Bagan argued, and then instructed Chao Luchagan behind him, "You two, you two will be responsible for cleaning up the blood stains later, do you hear?" ”

The two doglegs naturally nodded in response.

"You're justified." Meng Gen couldn't say anything about Bagan, and simply admitted, "Okay, take these golden dogs out." ”

The leading golden envoy only then came to his senses from the severe pain, "If you can't rebel, you must know that I have hundreds of thousands of golden armor soldiers, and it will not take much effort to destroy your tribe, but you have to think well..."

"Quack!" Before he could finish speaking, Bagan kicked him hard in the mouth, and a few petals of broken teeth and blood flew out, and he couldn't speak anymore, and finally fell silent.

Bargan then reached out and grabbed the pigtail on his head, dragging him out of the sweat tent like a dead dog.

As soon as he sweated, Bagan's scimitar was on the man's neck, and the blade was cold in the sun, and with a light touch, the head and body were separated.

"Happy!" Bagan grabbed his head with one hand and laughed, not caring about the blood that had already splashed on his body.

Meng Gen and the others were also stabbed one by one, but within a few breaths, they wiped out this Jin Ren Mission of less than ten people.

Tang Hezhi trotted out of the sweat tent, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but ask with some concern, "Great Khan, Xiao Zhi, are we going to raise an army against Jin?" ”

It's not that Tang Hezhi is timid and afraid, but he feels that with his current strength, it is not appropriate to be the enemy of Houjin.

"Who said we're going to fight against gold?" I don't want Zhiwen to say a shocking sentence and stunned all the people around me.

"No... If you don't oppose Jin, why kill all the Jin envoys. Tang and Zhi stammered.

The rest of the people, including Lin Yuan, Meng Gen, and Ba Gen, all looked at Zhiwen with blank eyes, and waited for him to explain, just now Lin Yuan said that he wanted to kill the Jin envoy, and he agreed without hesitation, but he didn't expect the person to kill him, but he said that he was not anti-Jin, what is this going to do?

"Okay, okay, let's clean up these dead people first." Zhiwen said in a good time, "Bagen, you kid is moving arrows in the sweat tent, go and clean it up." ”

He said to Lin Yuan again, "Brother Lin, let people brag about the horn, the most urgent kind, gather the people from Dalintai and the trading union into your sweat tent, I will explain it together, so as not to say it several times." ”

"Okay, listen to you." Lin Yuan believed that Zhiwen would not harm him, so he waved his hand very simply, and everyone was busy at the moment.

A long horn sounded from the sweat tent, followed by three more short sounds, and the summer afternoon in Dalintai was made even busier by the sound of the horn.

Soon, riders of varying numbers on all sides were rushing towards the sweat tent on horseback, with billowing smoke and dust behind them.

The Caixian Mercenary Group and the Mass Mercenary Group are the mercenary groups with the number of Tianzi, and they just ran to the eastern part of the grassland together, and the harvest was not much, and they used money as bait to impress a few small Taiji, so they finally exchanged some wool and came back, and on the whole they did not lose or earn.

In view of the fact that the amount of wool exchanged is an important reference for the assessment of the Tianzihao mercenary group, it is related to the year-end dividend and even the qualification of the Tianzihao, because although their scope of activity is limited to the eastern part of the grassland, even if they suffer some losses, they must try their best to exchange more wool.

But fortunately, on the way back, the two mercenary groups worked together to rob a caravan that did not listen to advice and insisted on going east to Liaodong, and made a small windfall, which was not in vain.

At this moment, several leading figures of the two families are getting together to drink and brag, fart and chat.

As soon as Zhang Xianzhong brought the wine glass to his mouth, he heard a voice from the direction of the sweat tent, "Lao Cao, Lao Zou, listen, this should be the most urgent kind of horn sound." ”

Luo Rucai and Zou Qun listened intently for a while, "That's right, this is the most urgent kind used to convene the Dalin Taibu and the trading unions. ”

The meaning of the sound of the horn is not a secret here, and the herdsmen and mercenaries know a lot.

"Is this a big deal?" Zhang Xianzhong suddenly became excited.

"Needless to say, is this not clear?" Zou Qun glanced at him.

"Hehe..." Zhang Xianzhong couldn't help but be happy, in his opinion, whenever there is a big event here, most of them need the help of mercenaries, which means that they can get rich again.

Luo Rucai and Zou Qun also thought of it, and they also laughed out loud.

"Father-in-law, what are you laughing at?" Eneng asked drunkenly.

Zhang Xianzhong glared at him, "I'll be able to make money again soon, do you think it's worth laughing at?" ”