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Huang Xiaowei's eyes suddenly appeared in front of a mighty figure, this person is eight feet tall, his eyes are like copper bells, he looks mighty, he is wearing a big jacket, and there is a unique Mongolian bun on his head, Huang Xiaowei looked at this person's dress, and secretly guessed in his heart, well, it looks like he should be a general.

The Mongolian general looked at Huang Xiaowei, and then at the soldiers around him, and didn't understand what was going on for a while, until a Mongolian soldier next to him explained to him what had just happened, and the Mongolian general understood, and then looked at the thin figure in front of him in astonishment.

In the eyes of the Mongolian general, Huang Xiaowei was an extremely thin southerner official, his eyes were sunken, and he was as thin as a chopstick, and he was probably able to lose it when a little wind came to him.

But unlike other ordinary soldiers, he looked at Huang Xiaowei's eyes, there was no resentment, on the contrary, there was a joy, the Mongols admired the strong, and he was naturally no exception.

Especially when the general learned from his own soldiers that Huang Xiaowei had single-handedly thrown away four or five Mongolian soldiers, this general, who had fought for many years and had seen countless winds and waves, couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Make no mistake, this southerner was able to throw away their strong Mongol warriors with one hand, and kill three? Although those three goods accidentally hit the ground with their heads, but just his little arm?

The Mongolian general was stunned, and immediately became interested, he walked up to Huang Xiaowei, stretched out a thumbs up, and said a bird language, probably admiration for Huang Xiaowei, and then stretched out his wrist and gestured twice.

Huang Xiaowei looked at all this dumbfounded, wondering what this thing was for? Is this to practice with yourself twice? Huang Xiaowei kicked the fainting little official at his feet and said, "Hey, hey, wake up, don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and translate what this grandson said to Lao Tzu." ”

The little official was kicked awake by Huang Xiaowei, when he saw the Mongolian general in front of him, he quickly knelt down, bowed and worshipped, and still said Mongolian words that Huang Xiaowei didn't understand.

Kneel down for this grandson? Joke, I haven't given my parents and wife yet...... Forehead...... I knelt for Dongfang Qing, that is, the last time someone drank too much and played drunk, he was busy running errands that night, so Dongfang Qing didn't bother with him, but the next day Comrade Huang Xiaowei was punished to kneel on the washboard, and he had to review his mistakes while kneeling.

So in Huang Xiaowei's mind, he can kneel to his parents and wife, but he must not kneel to a calf, if he really kneels, what is the difference between him and that dog translator?

Huang Xiaowei stood there proudly, glaring at the Mongolian general, but unexpectedly, the Mongolian general was not angry at all, but reprimanded the little official, and then made a good gesture, and at the same time said some bird language.

Huang Xiaowei understood it this time, and probably scolded this little official for being ignorant, and asked him to translate quickly.

Have you seen it, when you are a traitor, not only your own people look down on you, but even the invaders of others don't bother to look at you squarely.

The little official trembled and translated to Huang Xiaowei: "Lord Wang, this general said that he appreciates your behavior just now, and hopes to have a contest of strength with you, if you lose, give him a personal soldier retinue, if you win, he can not see what happened just now, and you just killed those Mongolian warriors, he can also help you solve it." ”

Huang Xiaowei heard the words and looked at the Mongolian general in front of him with a thick smile on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little more good for him, anyway, this thing is a good person, at least he doesn't protect the calf, and there is no scene of beating the small one and the old one coming out, since this is the case......

Thinking about it, Huang Xiaowei gently stretched out his right hand.

Seeing this, the Mongolian general's eyes gathered, and he immediately put on a posture that the Mongols wanted to wrestle, because in his opinion, Huang Xiaowei was going to wrestle with him, and the Mongolian general steadily took a horse step, and it could be seen that he should have practiced a few hands of Chinese kung fu, because this person also made a very six-plus-one gesture with both hands when he was lucky in the dantian.......

Huang Xiaowei couldn't help but roll his eyes, what are you doing, messy and messy, Huang Xiaowei didn't say a word, grabbed his collar, as if holding a chicken cub, and with a slight force of his hands, he directly threw the tall Mongolian general into the soldiers not far away.

"Boom", the general's pose has not been finished, but he has flown away, and he has not reacted much when he spreads his wings and flies in mid-air, huh? What's the situation, why did you fly?

The Mongolian general, who weighed one hundred and eighty pounds, slammed heavily on the body of a group of soldiers, and was dizzy, and after a while, the brother came to his senses, but then, he looked at Huang Xiaowei's eyes, and became more and more hot, and the Mongolian general walked quickly to Huang Xiaowei, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled heartily.

I have to say that this Mongolian general has a lot of energy, in front of so many people, he was thrown into a dog and eaten, and he is not angry, just imagine, a big general, actually made such a big appearance in public, or made a fool of himself in front of his own soldiers, what a shameful thing, but not only was he not angry, but he also praised Huang Xiaowei, which means that you are a strong man like you if you do a good job.

Well, he is a good person with masochistic tendencies, Huang Xiaowei thought secretly.

The Mongolian general spoke a lot of Mongolian dialect, and the little official translated on the side: "Lord Wang, congratulations, this general said that you are very good, and he wants to make friends with you." ”

Huang Xiaowei couldn't say anything disgusted by this general, nodded and said, "Tell him, it's okay." ”

After finishing the matter, Huang Xiaowei stretched out his right hand again, planning to shake hands with others, but unexpectedly, the Mongolian general saw Huang Xiaowei stretching out his right hand again, and this thing will have to deal with himself in the future, his face is blue and purple for a while, don't fight, lose it, fight, lose face, this ......

Fortunately, the little official hurriedly translated Huang Xiaowei's words to the Mongolian general, and after listening, the general's face immediately showed a smile, stretched out his hand and shook Huang Xiaowei's right hand, and then gave him a bear hug, and hugged Huang Xiaowei to make a speech like all the Mongolian soldiers present.

The meaning is probably "This kid will be covered by me in the future, you will have to salute when you see him in the future, if anyone dares to get along with him, it will be impossible to get along with Lao Tzu." ”

Originally, the general was going to have a few glasses of wine with Huang Xiaowei, and by the way, he gave Huang Xiaowei a hug, and then raised his head and laughed and left.

There is only one impression left by this Mongolian general on Huang Xiaowei, and it is also the impression that most people have of Mongolians, that is, bold, originally, a group of athletes who ride horses on the vast grassland every day, can they not be bold.

At this moment, Huang Xiaowei clearly noticed that the Mongolian soldiers who ignored him in front of him all consciously lowered their heads when they passed in front of them, although they did not salute, but just like the vast majority of Mongolians, they worship the strong, and Huang Xiaowei is obviously a strong man.

Especially that little official, a typical dog-legged, saw that Huang Xiaowei and the Mongolian master had a friendship, and at this time he was trying to please Huang Xiaowei, and by the way, he also stuffed Huang Xiaowei with a few silver ingots, it seems that the most important thing in the world is corrupt officials, a small official, can actually take out so much silver, well, it's so angry, Huang Xiaowei looked at the little official with jealousy, and then put the silver into his pocket unhurriedly.......

took the money of corrupt officials, Huang Xiaowei felt at ease.

Just as Huang Xiaowei was sitting on his chair, the crowd of onlookers in the distance suddenly started a commotion.

.......

On the side of the crowded street, the onlookers looked at the old man in front of them, who was wearing shackles and walking towards the execution ground step by step, with tears in their eyes, and couldn't help but let out a cry of sorrow.

"Lord Wen!"

Wen Tianxiang was wearing heavy shackles on his body, and his feet were also shackled, and every step he took, there would be bursts of piercing metallic sounds, at the intersection of his shackles and ankles, the flesh and blood had already been worn out, and even because he had not received treatment for a long time, the flesh and blood at the ankles had already rotted and suppurated, he had been imprisoned for three years, and he had worn this shackles for three years.

The blood was gone, there were many flies, his ankles were already necrotic, and he couldn't find a good piece of meat.

Wen Tianxiang is only forty-seven years old this year, in the prime of life, but now he looks like an old man in his sixties, gray hair, scattered on his forehead, a face that is not very handsome, crawling with wrinkles, in addition to the shackles on his body, is the set of stinky prison clothes, but even this set of prison clothes is full of holes, under it, you can also see the shocking scars on Wen Tianxiang's body.

Some of them have long been scarred, but some of them are still bleeding at this time.

Wen Tianxiang under the custody of two hundred Yuan soldiers, step by step towards the execution ground, three years of captivity, he has already seen through everything, death is not how terrible, on the contrary, it is a relief, really, sometimes death is really good, because to live to bear everything, Wen Tianxiang can't bear it, he can't save the Great Song Dynasty, can't save the people of the world, now he is just a prisoner, and all he can do is to fulfill his childhood wish and be a true loyal minister.

He was defeated three years ago, and he didn't die, but this time, it's probably okay.

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