Under the fur hat, the bald head has only half an inch of hair, and he is a monk. Seeing that he was recognized, the old monk coughed lightly, the panic on his face disappeared instantly, his expression became extremely solemn, and he said in a low voice: "A monk is a Qiang person, and a Qiang person is a monk, what is the difference." ”

Although Tian Mingyuan said that he had studied in private school for a few years, he was a fighting man after all, where could he hear this, and he slapped the monk's head with a slap, and the old monk screamed loudly in pain.

Seeing that the old monk was beaten, the Qiang women and children immediately surrounded them, they were extremely scared when the men in the clan were killed just now, but now they suddenly had the courage, and looked at Tian Mingyuan viciously one by one, their eyes were like evil wolves.

Tian Mingyuan didn't pay attention to these people at all, looked at the old Shamen who was holding his head and sneered: "You are the first Kongjian of Longxing Temple in Anxi, and a certain family once went to Longxing Temple to rejoice, so I recognize you." If these Qiang people want to climb the mountains from this place, you should be the one who reports to them. You are also a Han monk, you dare to do such a thing! ”

The old monk covered his head and said in a trembling voice: "The monks are merciful, General Ma killed too heavily in Anxi, and the old monk did this just to reduce some of General Ma's sins." ”

"So, it's really you!" Tian Mingyuan nodded with a sneer, "What a dead bald donkey, eating the products of Terada given to you by the Dadu Protectorate, and being worshiped by the incense of the Anxi Hanmin, he actually eats inside and outside to help these Qiang dogs!" If you have anything to say, you will tell my general when you go to Anxi, and see if he will spare you! ”

After speaking, Tian Mingyuan waved his hand, and the two Anxi athletes couldn't help but say, took out the leather rope and tied up the old Shamen of Kongjian.

The Qiang women and children were louder, but Kongjian breathed a sigh of relief and said a few words aloud in Tubo. The Qiang people seemed to be extremely afraid of him, and immediately stopped the noise.

"Dead monk, are you still afraid of death!" Tian Mingyuan smiled coldly, and walked up the gentle slope with the monk Kongjian.

When the Qiang people saw that the monk had been taken away, they stopped there far away, and did not leave or approach. The old man of the Qiang people wrapped the wound, and he also watched from a distance without saying a word.

Ma Yong, Ma Qiang and Tian Mingyuan asked again and again, but Kong Jian only insisted that he didn't want Ma Lan to make too many killings, so he revealed the information to this Qiang tribe. Tian Mingyuan slapped him on the head a few more times, but he still said these two sentences.

However, he also revealed a detail, that is, the reason why the Qiang people were able to discover that the Tang army had set up an ambush here was because several Qiang heads were found in the lower reaches of Xuexi, a few miles away.

Tian Mingyuan listened to it and understood that this was the reason why the Qiang people had prepared in advance. Fortunately, there was barbed wire and a trench outside the camp, otherwise it would have cost a lot this time.

"Whoever throws the head, roll over to Lao Tzu!" Tian Mingyuan was extremely annoyed and roared loudly.

"Captain, it's a subordinate." One of the team members looked ashamed and said in a low voice, "My subordinates were on duty a few days ago, and after killing a few Qiang people, they threw their heads into the water when they were happy......

"Han Lin, you're really fucking idle. Fortunately, we defended this time, otherwise you would have killed a bunch of brothers this time! The army has its own rules, you can take the punishment yourself! Tian Mingyuan looked at this team leader and said angrily.

The team named Han Lin nodded vigorously, honestly lying on the ground and pouting his buttocks. Ma Yong was not polite, picked up the whip and whipped twenty lashes fiercely. His strength was extremely great, and Han Lin's leather robe was already stuck with flesh and blood under twenty lashes, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Throwing the whip, Ma Yong sneered: "Han Lin, do you complain about my brother?" ”

Han Lin lay on the ground and shook his head: "Lao Tzu just wants to be happy, throw the head into the river, and deserve to receive military law!" Brother Ma, why don't you give me such a meal first, and when I return to Anxi to see Duan Junzi, Duan Junzi can ask my brother for half my life. Brother Ma, thank you! ”

"It's good to know!" Ma Yong snorted.

The two gang leaders under Han Lin came over and picked up Han Lin and led him to the tent to treat his wounds. Ma Yong looked at the hundreds of Qiang women and children below, frowned, and said, "Mingyuan, what should these people do?" ”

Ma Qiang snorted, waved his horizontal knife and said: "Let's let them go, it's enough to give them face, since they don't want to leave, just kill them!" Damn, if they win just now, they won't let our brothers go! Mingyuan, if you want to let them go, you are simply repaying grievances with virtue! If the general hadn't left to tell you to take over, I would have taken my brothers with me. ”

Tian Mingyuan shook his head and said, "All the men who can fight in this tribe are dead, and it's not interesting for these people to kill." I know the Shogun's character, and if he were here, he would never do anything to these people. This dead monk didn't tell the truth, if he had just come to this tribe to report the news, how could these people value him so much? There must be something hidden in it! The Qiang people let them fend for themselves, let's send this dead monk to Anxi first, and let the general deal with it. ”

After deciding, Tian Mingyuan ordered the old Ma Yong to leave the hillside with more than 20 Anxi athletes, escort Kongjian and walk down the mountain road. When the Qiang women and children saw the monk, they became lively, shouting in a mess and refusing to give way. Seeing this, Ma Yong slapped on Kongmi's bald head, and Kongjian screamed again and again, and hurriedly opened his mouth to order the Qiang people to get out of the way.

Ma Yong slapped Kumi hard again, and walked straight through the crowd with Kumi.

He really can't have a good impression of this guy, after all, the big battle just now was caused by him, and the Qiang people want to kill all their brothers, and no one will be polite to this guy who is close to the Qiang people.

The Qiang people pulled the yak and turned their heads, silently following Ma Yong and them. Helplessly, Ma Yong and his entourage are all real strong men in the Anxi army, good hands in good hands, and they walked very fast with empty sights, and it didn't take long for the Qiang people to be unable to keep up.

The old man of the Qiang people had a pale face, and sat on the back of a yak with the support of an old man in the clan, looking at the direction in which Kongjian had disappeared, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Two days later, when Ma Yong arrived at the bottom of the mountain, he was greeted by a patrolling Tang army scout. Hearing that more than 1,000 Qiang people had gone up the mountain along this place, the scouts were extremely ashamed, and they trained near the entrance of the mountain road every day, but they did not find such obvious traces.

"Captain, the general just came to Pishan a few days ago and is in Pishan Town, you can go there to find him."

There are only 5,000 people in the Anxi New Army, and he is only a captain for the time being as Ma Yong. The general in the mouth of the scouts can only be Ma Lu.

After asking for a few war horses from the scout, the group quickly arrived at Pishan Town with Kongjian.

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Ma Lan came to Pishan this time for nothing else, but to personally escort a group of crossbows here to hand over to the soldiers. Li Xiu is now renovating the Yuanrong crossbow behind closed doors in Anxi, but the production of riding crossbows has not stopped. This sharp weapon, which is mostly made of mild steel, is replacing the small hand-held hard crossbow that was previously equipped by the Anxi army. As the blade of the Anxi Han Army, the Anxi New Army naturally has to give priority to equipment.

In this place, Ma Lan was also surprised to see the famous Han monk of Qiuzi Longxing Temple and the first empty temple of Longxing Temple.

As soon as Kumi opened his mouth to say two verses, Ma Lan smiled and waved his hand, and several pro-soldiers took Kumi down, and pressed it on the ground and crackled with a military stick.

For this kind of god stick who likes to pretend to be a god and a ghost, Ma Lan's principle is to beat the truth. If you don't beat the honest first, they won't speak at all.

After a military stick went down, he screamed like a pig in the air, and the demeanor of a master in the world who had just been propped up was gone. Ma Lan asked the soldiers to stop, and the soldiers dragged Kumi over and threw it in front of Ma Lan. Ma Lan looked at this thin old Shamen and smiled: "I just went to Longxing Temple half a month ago and just met the master with Suixi, but I didn't expect to meet the master again so soon, isn't it fate?" ”

Kong Jian lay on the ground and glanced at Ma Lan, reached out and touched his buttocks, stretched out his hand and was full of blood, shook his head in pain and did not speak.

Ma Lan smiled and said, "Master, it is impossible not to tell the truth in front of me. Let's talk about it, Longxing Temple is my Anxi Temple, and the Terata specially given by the Metropolitan Protectorate is enough for the master. Tens of thousands of Han people near Qiuzi often go to Longxing Temple to rejoice. There are so many offering statues carved on the cliff wall of Longxing Temple, my father and ancestors are carved on it, and I have never given the master less money. The master didn't live in Longxing Temple, why did he go to the Qiang tribe to report the news and oppose my Anxi Han people? ”

"General, the old monk really saw that the general was too murderous, and he couldn't bear to see the innocent death of the Qiang people, so he ......"

Before Kong Jian finished speaking, Ma Ling shouted: "Pull it out and fight again!" ”

Sorumi was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't fight, I said!" I say! ”

However, Ma Lu ignored him, and several pro-soldiers stepped forward and pulled out the door with a crackling stick. When he pulled it back again, there was no good meat left on Sorami's ass, and he lay on the ground and screamed.

"Say it! Is it really an idiot? Ma Lan squinted at Kongjian and smiled, "If you go to this Qiang tribe for the first time, why are those Qiang people so convinced of you?" To be able to do this, you can't do it without ten years of hard work. You have only been coming to Longxing Temple from Chang'an for more than ten years, but you are so close to this Qiang tribe, if you say that you have no purpose, a certain family will definitely not believe it. If you don't tell the truth anymore, you will directly order someone to pull it out and kill it, and a certain family will do what it says! ”

Seeing Ma Lan's eyes cold, Kong Jian knew that Ma Lan was serious. This is Anxi, not Chang'an, no matter how famous he was in Chang'an, it was useless to have any reputation in the hands of this killer.

"Well, the old monk said it himself." Kongjian lay on the ground and endured the pain and said, "The general guessed well, the old monk is indeed familiar with this group of Qiang people." I've known them for more than 10 years. ”

"Go on, don't try to hide it from me." Ma Ling said coldly.

Sorumi gasped and said in a low voice: "The old monk first joined this tribe just to preach Buddhism. The patriarch allowed me to preach Buddhism, and I often lived in the tribe. ”

"And then?" Ma asked forcefully.

Sorumi sighed and said, "And then ...... And then I had a child in this tribe. The mother of the child is the daughter of the patriarch. ”

Ma Lan grinned, looked at the old and shriveled Kongjian and said, "You are old and long-lived? ”

"Seventy-two, I've practiced some rough fists and kicks, and my body is fine." Sorumi shook his head and continued, "The patriarch gave me his daughter as a gift, and I accepted it, and then I had that child. At this time, my fate with this tribe is inseparable. ”

Ma Lan nodded: "And then?" ”

The Qiang and Tibetan people are of the same race, and both have the habit of treating guests with wives and daughters. Thinking of the shriveled Kongjian and the red-faced Qiang woman together, Ma Lan felt extremely strange.

"After that...... After that, I knew the identity of the patriarch, and after I knew it, I had ambitions. Sorumi looked up with difficulty and muttered.