Ge Shulie was called to Lao Luo's tent, because there were not too many things to arrange for Lao Luo's original artisan group for the time being, so these people have been participating in the winter training program recently, and this originally thin man has changed a lot, at least not as skinny as he was when Erzurum was in his time.

"Brother Shulie, do you remember how many of your people are still alive, and where they are now?" Lao Luo stared at this man for a long time, although his complexion had changed greatly compared to before, but the fear of being powerful seemed to have been engraved on his bones.

Lao Luo really doesn't know what kind of thing this guy has experienced to make a big man named Lie become this virtue, but since the other party doesn't say it, Lao Luo doesn't plan to ask, and he is not a saint who likes to take over the world.

Although the phrase "nosy is not the most reasonable in the world", it also contains an indescribable cause and effect relationship, not to mention that Lao Luo hopes that his subordinates are all good men who can hold up a piece of the sky, rather than him personally going to be a nanny to solve the matter.

"Will... General, are you going to save them? A look of unbelievable joy flashed in Goshulie's eyes.

"Well, tell me about their location, or you can lead the way, and it will be ......" facing his own people around him, Lao Luo can still calm down, provided that he does not violate his taboos.

“…… General, there should be dozens of people in the Goshu department...... The last time I heard about them was three years ago, and it was said that they were near Hengros, but I don't know exactly where they were, or if they were dead......" Ge Shulie's eyes were red, but he held back his tears, his voice was a little choked, and he insisted on saying what he had to say.

"Well, Heng Luo...... Lao Luo nodded thoughtfully, uncommittal, "Then Brother Shulie, do you remember where your family went?" Don't you want to save them? ”

"General, my grandfather and my aunt are dead, and my wife has been taken away by the Qarluqs, if it were not for the protection of Goshya...... There were several other children, and I also died early...... Woo ......" Ge Shulie, who was still holding on, couldn't hold back his emotions anymore, and knelt down in front of Lao Luo, his hands constantly beating the ground.

In the face of some Chesdi's brother Shulie, Lao Luo neither reached out to help, nor comforted him with words, but said calmly: "If I were you, I would wipe away my tears, and then try by all means to kill all enemies, and all enemies who have humiliated me will not have a chance to live...... Instead of just howling helplessly like you are now. ”

“…… Woo ...... "A man in his forties kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly is really not good-looking, Lao Luo's voice is not high, but it can ensure that he can hear every word clearly, although he still kneels on the ground, but only a little sob, no longer crying.

"Now give you a chance to save your wife and relatives, do you want to participate?" Lao Luo asked with a cold face, although he knew that the other party's experience was destined to be miserable, but in Lao Luo's concept, sadness was enough for a while, and it was what a man should do to make up for all the grudges and injustices.

During the period of entering the camp, although Ge Shulie was not able to join the army, he was not idle when he was arranged by Lao Luo in the team of craftsmen, at least he did not have to worry about food and clothing, and his spare time was to practice wielding knives and archery with his head bored.

"Thank you for perfecting the Lord!" Ge Shulie stopped his grief and kowtowed to Lao Luo on the spot before standing up again.

"Go change your clothes and tidy up, prepare the weapons and armor you want to use, and leave early tomorrow morning!" Lao Luo waved his hand and sent him away directly.

This is something that has been promised in Erzurum as early as before, and Lao Luo is now just fulfilling his promise. It wasn't that he left his brigade of tens of thousands of people alone on a whim, in fact, he had already estimated that when the snow melted and continued to advance eastward in the coming year, the Qarakhanid and Ghaznavids were destined to come looking for trouble.

If nothing else, the Han people are probably known to be good at guarding this land, so there will be no blind thieves and bandits to disturb this winter, and they will not be able to find out the movements of Ghaznavid's emir Mahmud, but if you guess with your big toes, you will know that the other party will definitely not give up, so uniting with the Qadir Khan of the Qarakhanid people is the best way, and it is difficult to guess whether they will collude with the Dingyan army.

It's just that Lao Luo is not a passive defensive person, and the other party will not fight in winter, so what is he afraid of Lao Luo? Whether it's to listen to the news or weaken the power of a potential enemy in advance, the matter of Goshulie can be used as an introduction.

Seeking revenge, exploring the way, differentiating, weakening, plus the trial of the team, several needs are added together, and for Lao Luo, it can be regarded as a multi-task.

Even if the biggest disadvantage, encountering a snowstorm on the way, there is nothing to scruple about, anyway, with Lao Luo's agility and experience, it is not a problem to save his own life.

As for what will be encountered on the road at that time, Lao Luo also predicted that the small wandering tribe does not need to pay attention to it, and the large tribe of thousands of people can calculate it carefully, no matter what, it will always not return empty-handed.

In all aspects of the estimate, Lao Luo has a plan, so the leader will not just rely on Ge Shulie alone, his son Ge Shuya has performed well recently, although Herat did not officially participate in the battle, but when he built the bridge in the water, he was also satisfied, so he also had one of the revenge or "winter hunting" operations this time.

In addition, there will naturally be no shortage of Qarluqs, Milphilo and Muniqi.

Not long after Ge Shulie left, this tall and short man came over.

After entering the door, the two people stood respectfully in front of Lao Luo and made a deep bow - this is the etiquette of the Han people, Lao Luo nodded, did not give up his seat, and said directly: "Call the two of you over, you must know what is going on, right?" ”

It's not that Lao Luo doesn't pay attention to any style, but when it comes to conquering people's hearts, it can't be arbitrary, and if it's near or far, it's complaining, and this kind of scale problem always has to come step by step.

The spirit of the king is a deduction, not the real world.

Corn Philo was a little stunned, but Mu Niqi was much more clever, "Hui Jiang's main words, is it to arrange for the people who rescue Goshubu?" ”

"Yes, Munich, it's hard for you to remember!" Lao Luo nodded in appreciation of the other party's quick response, whether this short Qarluq man was really obedient or not, he didn't care, smart people often know how to choose how to live better than foolish people, "From Transcaucasia here, how long have you two been in my team?" ”

"It's been eleven months, Lord." Corn Philo replied.

"Well, it's been so long......" Lao Luo was a little surprised by the other party's good memory, but also, who wouldn't care about their fate? What's more, it was a turning point in fate when he almost had his head cut off? "I've been with me for almost a year, and I'm sure you know what my temper is as a general, although nominally you are my slave, but I think you all should know that this slave's life is probably better than you in your own tribe, right?"

It was rare to be interested, Lao Luo just spoke casually with his own temperament half Chinese and half Arabic, and his eyes swept the clothes and complexions of the two people in front of him. Compared to the first meeting in Erzurum, the two of them looked much better, and in Lao Luo's camp, although they were busy taking care of a large number of horses every day, they never lacked clothing and food.

"Yes, General, you are a merciful General!" Lao Luo's words can be called kind, and the feeling of the two Qarlu people is different from before, and Su Mi Philo's attitude is more respectful, because he feels that this master is a little difficult to understand, and he does not dare to be careless, because there are many demons on the grassland who are smiling and killing, and it is difficult for you to even guess what they are thinking.

"Kindness? ......Not necessarily," Lao Luo shook his head, "You know that there are too many secrets in my team, and I don't want this secret to leak too soon, so ...... You can't go back to your old tribe. ”

"......" At this time, both Su Mi Fei Luo and Mu Niqi were a little scared, they didn't know if Lao Luo would kill them in the next second, especially Su Mi Firo, whose already white face looked even paler. As for resisting? They didn't dare to think about this thought, and the more they knew about this mysterious Han people, the more they feared.

"Heh, don't be so nervous. Tomorrow I will come with me to save the rest of the people in Goshubu, and then I will give you two choices, one is to go with you to the East, where there will be a city of mine, you will be given the status of a commoner, and you will survive in the way of Han Chinese in the future, and the other is to be my retainer according to the rules of the Romans......"

This kind of rule of retainers, in fact, exists in both the East and the West, which is a relationship of dependence and symbiosis, which is looser than the relationship between master and servant, but much stricter than the employment relationship.

In this era, the number and quality of retainers is the heritage of a family. The difference is that there are no clear rules in the East, the doorman of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period is the prototype of this custom, and later the civil and military families, the Han and Tang dynasties have this kind of mentions, the retainers of the scholarly family are called the staff, and the generals of the Song Dynasty also have the same rules, but in the Ming and Qing dynasties, this concept is becoming more and more blurred, at that time, only Dongying still retains this system, and the retainers of the big family will generally be called samurai, and the samurai who are not attached to the main family are later commonly known as ronin.

The continuity of Western inheritance has been done better, for example, the marquis, earl and other inferior titles in the dukedom can be regarded as the duke's retainers, the knight and the knight are the relationship between the lord and the vassal, and the nobles and stewards with the title are also a kind of lord and subject relationship, and this relationship is still retained by many ancient families until the later period of the capital society.

"General, I would like to be your retainer!" What Corn Philo and Munich are most worried about is not that they can't live, it's not that they are afraid of death, the problem is that it's not worth dying in the hands of Lao Luo like this. They have been merchants, of course they understand the concept of retainers very well, compared to commoners, retainers are treated better than civilians, not to mention not free, at least relying on the strong can survive better, not to mention a somewhat mysterious strong man like Lao Luo.

This is the concept of survival that belongs to the grassland in this era, it is nothing to be defeated by the strong, and even hatred is nothing to care about, as long as you can survive.

"Don't be too happy too early, whether you can become a retainer or not depends on whether you are loyal, I will also examine your character and ability, if not, ......" Lao Luo didn't finish his words, but the rest of the meaning can be understood by fools.

"Let the Lord send ......" Su Mi Philo is the backbone of the two, and he speaks the best Chinese.

"Tell me about the situation of the assassination department, and where are the people of the Goshu department now......"

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P.S.: Thank you for the reward of the book friend "", the idea of the last few chapters is not smooth, some Kawen, sorry.