Gongsun Ao didn't return to Yan Ming's question, but looked at Yan Ming and said, "In the battle just now, you weren't injured, right?" ”

Yan Ming shook his head and said with a smile: "No, these guys are afraid of death, and they have found a reason for themselves, saying that they are immortal to punish them." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Speaking of this, Yan Ming suddenly felt something, looked up at the sky, and it was as blue as a wash.

I, a person who did not belong to this era in the first place, has now come to the Han Dynasty, maybe it is really Changshengtian who let him punish the Huns.

"You came out to meet us on the orders of the emperor?" Gongsun Ao asked.

Before Yan Ming could answer, Cheng Xin on the side said, "What an imperial order!" Yan Hou transferred troops out privately this time, saying that the two brothers were in the dark, and if he attracted the Huns in the light, he would be able to bring a lot of convenience to the two brothers. ”

Chengxin's rush to whiteness made Gongsun Ao and Wei Qing fully understand Yan Ming's thoughts.

Yan Ming said to him left and right: "I am always suffocated to build a house and teach in Maoling, but I am also depressed. It's not that I feel that the climate outside the plug is comfortable and the scenery is pleasant, so I come to join in the fun. ”

Speaking of which, Gongsun Ao has nothing to say. Fools can see that Yan Ming came to this grassland outside the Saiwai because of the two of them. Even Sima Xiangru and the emperor asked for orders to go to Maoling Hongyan Hall, could it be that Yan Ming himself would be stupid enough to run to the prairie to relax?

He said this just to make Gongsun Ao and Wei Qing have no psychological burden.

The three brothers all understood that there was no need to say more about some things. If any of them were replaced, I am afraid that they would not sit idly by.

"Second brother, is the Momba tribe safe?" Yan Ming asked.

Gongsun Ao looked at the clansmen of the Menba tribe. The women of the dead men are looking for their men on the battlefield. When he found it, he fell to the ground and cried, miserable and miserable.

Behind him was the patriarch of the Momba tribe. The patriarch of the Momba tribe has only one title for generations, and that is Menba.

"It was supposed to be safe, but now it's uncertain." Wei Qing said.

Gongsun Ao also had a hint of shame on his face, and said, "The Menba tribe is a small tribe that secretly converted to the Han Dynasty earlier. This time, the guide is a member of the Momba tribe. It's just that this person has been trading between the Han and the Xiongnu all the year round, and he doesn't return to the tribe much. Who would have thought that this guy would collude with Mo Nan Xiao Wang Du Ge to capture us alive and give us to King Shan Yu. ”

"Your third brother has long felt strange about this matter, let me be careful with the guide. It's all my fault, I blinded my mind and let a dozen brothers give their lives in vain! Gongsun Ao was a little depressed when he said this.

Although he has been with Wei Qing for some years, after all, he is the captain of the emperor's guard, and Wei Qing is just a slave in the princess's mansion. The huge gap makes people unnaturally a little stubborn.

"War, how can there be immortals!" Yan Ming comforted Gongsun Ao. Thinking back to the game I just fought, it seems that no one really died.

The first is the sharpness of the Yan knife, which directly made the Huns lose their fighting spirit. Second, because this is the subordinate of Dugal, the little king of the Xiongnu Monan, it is not the army of the Xiongnu at all.

"Respected General Dahan, please show the Menba people a way to survive!" An old man with a wrinkled face and dark skin bowed down and said.

Yan Ming looked at the old man, although it was summer, he was still wearing a very thick one. The clothing is still dominated by animal fur, and the sparse hair on the head is braided into several small braids that hang around the head. The old yellow eyes were full of begging.

"You are?" Yan Ming didn't feel bad about this old man.

"Menba, the patriarch of the Momba tribe, is me." Lao Menbaha bowed down, respectfully rude.

"It's not very good on the grassland, why do you ask me for directions." Yan Ming asked.

"Unfortunately for the Momba, out of Natu this bastard. Now I can't survive on this grassland anymore! The old man sighed and said.

"Natu is our guide, but I've killed him!" Gongsun Ao said in a low voice.

After listening to Gongsun Ao's words, Yan Ming knew what Menba meant. The Menba tribe is on the grassland, but they are close to the Han Dynasty, and they are not known by the military ministers Shan Yu, even if they are known by this little king of Monan, Duger, they will definitely destroy their tribe.

But in a blink of an eye, Yan Ming thought of a question. That is, this little king of Monan, Dugal, may not know about the Menba tribe at all! Because all those who knew were either controlled or killed by Yan Ming.

"Mr. Menba, you are waiting for me here for a while!" Those who belong to the Han should be treated as your own.

"Wang Dajian!" Yan Ming shouted.

"Master Hou, you call me." Wang Dajian had already connected the group of surrendered Huns into a string according to Yan Ming's method, and he was afraid that it would not be reliable, so he tied them one by one with a long rope, so he was relieved.

"With the interpreter, I went over to find a few captains or something, and said that the general had something to ask, and there was a reward for answering well." Yan Ming said.

Wang Dajian took the interpreter over, and after a while, he brought over five Huns, all of whom looked dejected.

"Huns, my next question, if any of you answer first, I will add one point to whoever has more points, and when you arrive in the Han Dynasty, this general will pardon you, not as a slave." Yan Ming said.

Translate one by one, without missing half a sentence.

Wei Qing and Gongsun Ao on the side couldn't help but admire Yan Ming's interrogation methods. This kind of rush to answer is too late to think of lies, and can ask the most truthful information to the greatest extent.

"Ask them if they can answer what this marquis said. If you can't, cut off your head first and then ask! Yan Ming pretended to be majestic and shouted.

After the translation was finished, several Huns looked at each other. One of the slightly older Huns said a word.

"What did he say?" Yan Ming asked.

"Master Hou, this guy is an understanding person, he can't ask if his head is cut off, let Master Hou rest assured, they must tell the truth." The interpreter said.

"Tell him that his head is cut off, and Ben Hou can ask others to go. If they don't tell the truth, then they will all cut off their heads, and Ben Hou will personally go and arrest Dugal's bastard and ask him well! If Dugal's bastard can't ask anything, Ben Hou will go and find out Shan Yuwang and ask clearly! "Yan Ming simply made a fool of the five horses and spears, in the eyes of the Huns, this Hou Ye is really not small.

The interpreter wanted to laugh while translating Yan Ming's words.

When he finished translating, the slightly older Huns shook their heads and said something.

"Hou Ye, he said that Xiao Wang Dugger has nearly 2,000 cavalry under his command, which is not something that Hou Ye can resist with just a hundred people. The king of the Xiongnu even sank hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and even the emperor of the Han Dynasty had to live by his relatives. The interpreter said.

"Fuck me!" Yan Ming looked at the old Hun and roared loudly: "This guy has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, he is not sincere to belong to my big man, he first cut off his head, and then gouged out his eyes." I'm going to let him die, and I'll be able to see me capture the Hun Shan Yu. Yan Ming roared, Cheng Xin had already jumped over, cut the man's head with a knife, and even gouged out his eyes with the tip of the knife.

"Who else is not sincere in joining the Great Han?" Yan Ming roared angrily, translating and translating.

Those Huns were silent, and said in their hearts: It's not you who caught us, who really belongs to your Han Dynasty.

But they had this idea, but they did not dare to say it, for fear that this fierce young officer would kill people again.

Seeing their silent appearance, Yan Ming nodded with satisfaction.