Chapter 205: A Chance Encounter with the Tribe
Robbery is a very delicate job.
Xiao Fan has the most say in this matter, no one knows that Lord Xiao, who is the commander of the Jinyi Guard, was actually a robber in his last life, and he was a robber who failed very badly.
As the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from, many people start by petty theft of chickens and dogs, and these people have one thing in common, -- in the end, they did become bigger, and then relied on the money or power in their hands to desperately advocate the disgraceful experience of petty theft back then into a promising young man who endured humiliation and burden, and was impoverished.
It's a pity that Xiao Fan didn't reach this point, his robbery career in his previous life just began to encounter the hot and cold world, the rivers and lakes are sinister, chasing the soul step by step, one foot just stepped into the magnificent rivers and lakes, and was put down by the seller of fake wine, which also derives a question worth thinking about, - selling fake wine or robbery, which is more hateful?
Anyway, Xiao Fan has always had some regrets about the robbery career that died at the beginning, he thinks that gold will always shine, and robbers can also create an earth-shattering career, if he hadn't drunk those two bottles of fake wine, maybe he should at least be a bully-level big brother for the disaster.
When it comes to the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are far away, and the past is full of sighs...... "Brother Xiao, why are your eyes full of tears?" Cao Yi asked curiously.
Xiao Fan wiped his eyes and sniffled: "Because I love this land and love it deeply......"
The bright sunshine, the blue sky, the vast grassland, the rivers and mountains are poetic and picturesque, and the heroes and heroes are all bent over it...... Cao Yi also seemed to devote himself to this wonderful picture, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Yes, this is my Ming Dynasty, what a beautiful scenery......"
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fan rode on his horse and suddenly waved at the soldiers and shouted, "Let's go!" Go for the robbery! ”
Cao Yi had an expression of swallowing flies while drinking soup: "............"
Robbery is not hateful, and the people who spoil the scenery are the most hateful!
At noon, the meal had passed, and the three thousand soldiers were already hungry, their eyes began to glow green, and they did not dare to eat the poisonous rice on their bodies, and they were reluctant to throw it away, and the three thousand people had three thousand tangled hearts.
Xiao Fan gave an order, and the soldiers were suddenly like hungry wolves out of the cage, with a faint green light in their eyes, and began to look for the Tartar tribe all over the world to fight tooth sacrifices.
Crossing the rolling hills and mountains, stepping on the verdant and lush meadows, Xiao Fan led the soldiers all the way to the north, riding horses and galloping.
Xiao Fan was very anxious, this is the vast grassland, it looks poetic, but in fact it is full of dangers. Without any food, it is difficult for the soldiers under his command to go far, their morale will be extremely low, and even worse, if they encounter an enemy, they will not even be able to lift their swords.
Finding the Tartar tribe is imminent!
Xiao Fan rode his horse to the forefront, he whipped the war horse hard, the scenery in his eyes quickly regressed, the wind whistled in his ears, and gradually went deep into the grassland, all sides were vast verdant colors, and he could only rely on the direction of the sun to identify the direction.
The hard work paid off, and the hungry 3,000 soldiers followed Xiao Fan to gallop for more than three hours, and it was already dusk, and in the distant sky, as far as the eye could see, a few traces of cooking smoke slowly rose in the sky.
"There's someone up ahead!" Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, and he shouted excitedly.
Cao Yi squinted and looked at it for a while, then nodded: "Yes, it must be the Tartar tribe!" And probably just a small tribe of hundreds of people......"
Xiao Fan perked up, pulled the reins with one hand, and shouted loudly with the other: "Follow me, there is meat to eat!" ”
This sentence ignited the desire in the hearts of the soldiers, and the strong hunger made them full of fierce fighting spirit for food, and when they heard Xiao Fan's order, the three thousand people invariably let out a heartfelt wolf howl, and then ...... Like three thousand wild dogs on their looses, they swarmed in the direction of the smoke.
In the wild gallop, Cao Yi hit the horse and drove side by side with Xiao Fan, facing the whirring wind, Cao Yi said loudly: "Brother Xiao, let's grab the cattle and sheep of the Tartars, what if they resist?" Kill on the spot? ”
Xiao Fan was panting on the horse, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words.
That's right, I think about robbery, but I don't think that robbery is likely to meet resistance, how to deal with this situation?
Xiao Fan thought for a moment and hesitated, "Didn't you say that they are just a small tribe of hundreds of people?" We have three thousand centaurs, they won't be so stupid as to dare to hit a stone with an egg, right? ”
Cao Yi said with a smile: "The Tatar surname is bold and hospitable, and at the same time, he is also the most fierce and unyielding, typical of eating soft and not hard, someone robs them of things, not to mention 3,000 people, 30,000 people He dares to fight with you." ”
Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment, then angrily whipped the war horse a few times, and said angrily: "What's the matter?" Aren't there just a few cows and sheep? Can you fight hard? What a bold hospitality, it's just stingy! ”
Cao Yi: "............"
There is no way to reason with the robbers, especially since this robber is so justified in grabbing things with the title of Lord Qincha, as if he has given others enough face...... After a pause, Xiao Fan asked, "Are the people in the Tartar tribe ordinary herdsmen?" ”
Cao Yi smiled: "It depends on how you understand it, the Tartars are surnamed Fierce, they are the army in wartime, and they are the people when they dismount, you can say that they are the army of the Northern Yuan, and it is okay to say that they are innocent ordinary people." ”
Xiao Fan became more and more worried when he heard this.
If you don't kill it, I'm afraid of future troubles, let's kill it, if you can't do it, it's really difficult.
Riding on horseback, facing the fierce wind, there are still several miles away from the Tartar tribe, Xiao Fan thought for a long time, looking at the tents like small white dots on the grassland in the distance, he suddenly raised his hand and ordered loudly: "All the horses!" ”
The three thousand soldiers ordered the ban, and at the same time restrained the horse, and then looked at Xiao Fan quietly.
Xiao Fan slowly looked around at everyone and shouted: "You can only outwit, not attack!" ”
Soldiers: "............"
For the first time, I heard that there were robberies and outwitted ...... Cao Yi was stunned and asked, "How to outwit?" ”
Xiao Fan glanced at him and said, "Have you ever eaten?" ”
“…… No. ”
"Your life is so broken......"
Cao Yi: "............"
So, under the leadership of Xiao Fan, the generals dismounted and walked towards the Tartar tribe step by step.
About a mile or two away from the tribe, the Tartar tribe also began to stir restlessly.
Seeing an army of thousands of people walking towards them, each holding two war horses in their hands, the Tartars of the tribe felt uneasy and frightened, and in a short time, the young men of the tribe ran back to the tent, took the sword, and then gathered outside the tribe fence, everyone gathered together in disbelief, staring at Xiao Fan and the three thousand soldiers behind him with a wary expression.
Seeing this, Xiao Fan hurriedly stood far away, raised his hands and said loudly: "We are Han people, peaceful and friendly Han people!" No ill will towards you! ”
After shouting several times, the Tartars still stared at them with a vigilant look, the swords in their hands raised slightly, and as long as the other party had the slightest hint of trouble, they would not hesitate to rush over.
Xiao Fan hurriedly put on a friendly and warm smile and said a few words loudly that were not hostile to them.
Then an old man walked out of the crowd of Tartars, wearing a slightly shabby Mongolian robe, his dark face was full of wrinkles, and a pair of cloudy old eyes looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, and he couldn't stop looking up and down.
After a long time, the old man finally spoke: "Gurgling, grunting......"
Xiao Fan was stunned: "............"
"Gurgling, Purring......"
Xiao Fan: "............"
…………………… The two chickens and ducks talked for a long time, Xiao Fan gradually became impatient, and stomped his feet heavily and said: "I can't communicate with this old man!" ”
Cao Yi smiled.
Xiao Fan said angrily: "Brother Cao, didn't you fight with the Mongols?" You should be able to understand what they are saying, right? You translate ...... for me."
Cao Yi paused, but he didn't come back to his senses: "What is the translation?" ”
"Translation, translation, what the fuck is called fucking grunt!"
Cao Yi was stunned and said: "I fought with the Mongols and went up directly to cut off their heads, and I didn't chat with them and quarrel, why do I have to understand what they say?" ”
Xiao Fan was dumbfounded, paused for a while, and then said angrily: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, and you don't want people to be reasonable?" No matter! Go up and rob them, brethren! ”
"Wait!" Cao Yi suddenly stopped him, and then said slowly: "Although you don't have to understand what they say to fight with the Mongols, but fortunately, I am naturally smart, and I have learned Mongolian over the years......
Xiao Fan: "............"
The old man muttered a lot of things again, Cao Yi listened for a while, then turned his head and smiled: "This old man is the leader of the tribe, he asked us if we are the Ming army, and also said that they are the outer branch of the Mongolian Daur tribe, who have been grazing outside the pass for many years, and the Ming army has always been well water does not interfere with river water, he asked us what is the intention of so many people to approach his tribe." ”
Xiao Fan said with a calm face: "Are they submissive to our Da Ming?" ”
Cao Yi shook his head and said, "No, they have always been subordinate to the Northern Yuan Evenki Department. ”
"But the place where they graze is in our Ming Dynasty."
Cao Yi smiled bitterly: "Although it is the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court has not established a capital protectorate in this vast grassland, and there is no heavenly moat pass outside the pass, and the Mongols are not grazing if they want to enter the ......."
Xiao Fan smiled with relief: "Okay, since that's the case, I don't have to feel guilty about rubbing their food, just collect protection money on behalf of the imperial court......
“…………”
After Cao Yi's translation, the two sides finally understood that there was no hostility towards each other, so the two sides immediately let down their guards.
The old man was very polite, and bowed to Xiao Fan's right hand to his chest, Xiao Fan also did the same, and after greeting each other, the two sides quickly eliminated the confrontation, and the affectionate three or five gathered together.
Xiao Fan pulled the old man out of the crowd, and then said softly with a smile: "Uncle, eating meat every day is full of red light, it is really gratifying......
Old man: "............"
Xiao Fan looked at him sympathetically: "I eat meat every day, it must be very greasy, right?" ”
The old man shook his head quickly: "The meat is very fragrant, and it will never get greasy." ”
Xiao Fan was stunned, and suddenly said unhappily: "How can you not get tired?" You must be tired of it! ”
"Don't get tired!"
Xiao Fan was so angry, he couldn't wait to ask his subordinates to start robbing on the spot.
People who haven't read a book are just hard to communicate, and they will never understand what it means to listen to a song and know what it means to be elegant.
(To be continued)