In the camp of the begging department, the banner of the Chu army was planted inside and out, and countless soldiers of the Chu army wearing armor and wearing stubbornness appeared in every corner of the camp. On the periphery of the camp, there were thousands of Chu cavalry horses' hooves rumbling, cruising around the camp.

The ordinary people of the beggar tribe were ordered to stay in their tents and not to move around at will. In the open space in the center of the camp, tens of thousands of warriors of the beggar tribe who had laid down their swords and given up resistance were all hung down in the middle of the continuous rejection of horses. Outside the rejection of the horse, there were three layers of Chu soldiers who held sharp blades and defended them strictly......

This beggar camp seems to have been firmly controlled by the Chu army.

The king tent of the begging department is located in a large gold-roofed tent slightly north of the open space in the center of the beggar department. At this moment, outside the big account, there are also a large number of Chu army soldiers surrounded by the inner and outer three layers. Not far away, Ying Feng and other more than 100 Holy Gate masters seemed to sit or stand at random, some were wiping their blades, some were closing their eyes to recuperate, and a little bit of exercise and meditation. There are many different shapes and sizes......

The two brothers, Sima Ting, and Sima Yi, appeared side by side in Ying Feng's line of sight, followed by Du Jue and the four Holy Gate Elders, and behind them were a large number of generals and colonels of the Chu army. And Bo Hanji was hunched over, followed Sima Ting's side step by step, and said to Sima Ting with a sad face: "Lord Wang." Begging Pigu, Begging Dabai and Begging Xiaobai are all dead, and the bloodline of the begging royal family can be regarded as extinct. What is the prince going to do with the tribesmen of the beggar tribe next? ”

Sima Ting and Ying Feng nodded from afar and said with a smile: "According to what you think, what should we do?" ”

Bo Han Ji groaned, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "Lord Wang, there are tens of thousands of people in this beggar department, and I am only afraid of changes in the future." It's better to do nothing, stop fighting, and kill them all now! ”

Sima Ting's eyelids were one, and he couldn't help but glance at Bo Hanji. Kill them all? There are nearly 200,000 people in this beggar department! This Bo Hanji is really ruthless enough, and he wants to wipe out the entire beggar department! Sima Ting stopped outside the king's tent, looked at the blue sky, thinking about the killings on the border of the Great Jin Dynasty, knowing that if he was not ruthless at this time, it would be the people of the Great Jin Dynasty who would suffer in the end!

Since ancient times, Ci has not been in charge of the army! …… Sima Ting gritted his teeth fiercely and nodded slowly.

Bo Hanji saw Sima Ting nodding, his face suddenly showed a hideous color, and then said: "Lord Wang, and the patriarchs in the tent, like Tagonu of the Taggo Department and Wuxi Sha of the Wuxi Department, are diehard members of the begging Pigu, and the begging Pigu and the begging Xiaobai both died alive in front of them last night, although they were forced to temporarily bow their heads by the prince's force, but if they are released, the future will be endless!" ”

Sima Ting retracted his gaze and said categorically: "Kill them all, and then send troops to uproot their tribe to prevent future troubles!" ”

Bo Hanji was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly summoned several Chu army soldiers and rushed into the king's tent, and soon dragged out two Xianbei men who were constantly struggling and roaring. Bo Hanji followed behind the soldiers of the Chu army, stood at the door of the tent, personally dragged the tent curtain with his hands, and smiled humbly at Sima Ting, Sima Ting's face showed a smile again, and strode into the king's tent with Sima Yi and others.

The royal tent of the begging department does not see anything famous from the outside, but as soon as you walk in, it only makes people feel a sense of wealth and nobility, and there are all kinds of gold ornaments with glittering gold everywhere, and there is a throne made of pure gold in the center of the royal tent, which is dazzling. It's no wonder that the beggar Pigu is just a rough man, where does he know what elegance he has, and he robbed all these gold and silver things in the Great Jin Dynasty, and he put them in the king's tent to show off his great achievements.

Dozens of cushions were neatly placed in the king's tent, and except for the two cushions near the throne, on which were empty people, each of the other cushions was occupied by a humble man. Some patriarchs are over half a hundred years old and have white spots on their temples, while others are in the prime of life and are in the prime of life. Seeing Sima Ting enter the big tent, everyone's eyes fell on Sima Ting's body.

Sima Ting looked around at everyone and found that everyone's eyes were more or less flashing with fear, obviously as soon as the few wolf-like soldiers of the Chu Army rushed in just now, they couldn't help but say that they had captured the two patriarchs, which scared everyone a lot.

Sima Ting smiled lightly, and led everyone to stride past the Xianbei patriarchs, and came to the throne that originally belonged to the beggar Pigu, Huo Ran waved his clothes back and sat on it. Sima Yi and Du Jue stood on Sima Ting's left and right, but the four elders of the Holy Gate all stood behind Sima Ting's throne, and those Chu army soldiers were all separated in a fan shape on both sides in front of the throne.

Bo Hanji looked at the majestic Sima Ting, and his eyes revealed a deep longing. But seeing Sima Ting looking at him, Bo Hanji immediately came back to his senses, trotted all the way to Sima Ting's side, coughed lightly, and said loudly to the group of Xianbei patriarchs: "Patriarchs, Tagonu and Wuxi Sha intend to make trouble, the prince of Chu has seen everything, discovered their conspiracy, and has taken down the two and beheaded them to show the public!" ”

As soon as Bo Hanji's voice fell, two screams came from outside the tent, which frightened many patriarchs and made a commotion. The corners of Bo Hanji's mouth hooked up a slight smile, and he continued: "The prince of Chu is magnanimous and only pursues the crimes of Tagonu and Wuxi Sha. Don't be alarmed, patriarchs. ”

Mo Hou looked at Bo Hanji, who was a fox and a fake tiger, sighed in his heart, and said secretly: If you want to add to the crime, there is no excuse! Natagonu and Wu Xisha have always been with themselves and others, where is it possible to cause chaos? This is clearly Bo Hanji looking at the relationship between Tagnu Wuxi Sha and the beggar Pigu, so he just found an excuse to kill.

Mo Hou pressed his hands to the ground, slowly stood up, arched his hand towards Sima Ting, and said respectfully: "Lord Chu, Mo Hou has something to ask." ”

Sima Ting still had a good impression of this bearded man, and when he saw Mo Houda suddenly standing up and asking, he nodded slightly towards Mo Houda and said, "Patriarch Mohou, please speak." ”

Mo Houda took a deep breath, stared at Sima Ting with his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Bo Hanji said last night that the prince would let me go today, and I don't know if the words of the prince of Chu are credible?!" ”

Bo Hanji looked at his friend Mo Houda and questioned Sima Ting in front of Sima Ting, but he was afraid that he would provoke Sima Ting and cause trouble, so he hurriedly grabbed it and pulled Mo Hou Dao: "Mo Houda, don't worry, how noble is the status of the prince of Chu, how can he break his promise?" ”

Who would have thought that Mo Hou shook off Bo Hanji's hand, looked at Bo Hanji coldly, and sneered: "Bo Hanji." In the past, the old man underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be the most capable! Hehe, in the future, you will be in the western grassland, but you will be calling for wind and rain! ”

Bo Hanji didn't expect that he had good intentions, but he was sneered at by Mo Houda, and his face suddenly turned red, and he stood there speechless.

Sima Ting looked at the two of them with interest, and suddenly felt that in the future, on this grassland, with this Mo Hou Da, Bo Hanji's life would not be easy. Hehe laughed twice, took Mo Hou Da's words and said, "What Patriarch Mo Hou said is exactly. It was only occasionally that Lone discovered the ability of the Bohanji patriarch, and it was more than enough to lead the Xianbei clan in the west! ”

Saying that, Sima Ting stood up, glanced at the Xianbei patriarchs with sharp eyes, and said: "Patriarchs, in order to maintain the friendship between the Great Jin Dynasty and the Xianbei tribes in the west, and for the prosperity of the Xianbei in the west, I propose that Bo Hanji disturb the Xianbei King of the West!" Command the Western Xianbei Divisions! I wonder if there are any patriarchs who have objections?! ”

In the big tent, there was no sound. Everyone lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at Sima Ting, only Mo Hou stared angrily at Sima Ting. Sima Ting chuckled and looked at Mo Hou Da and said with a smile: "Patriarch Mo Hou? I don't know if you have any objections? ”

As Sima Ting's words came out, all the generals of the Chu army pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords in unison, staring at Mo Hou.

Mo Houda glanced back at the silent patriarchs, shook his head and sat down with a sigh. Now people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat, so naturally Sima Ting is what he says!

Sima Ting smiled and nodded: "Very good, since everyone is meaningless." That's it for today! Bo Hanji is the king of Xianbei from now on! Bohanji! ”

Bo Hanji's face showed ecstasy, and he knelt down towards Sima Ting in a panic, made a five-body bow to the ground, and said loudly: "Prince Xie Chu!" The prince is very gracious, Bo Hanji is unforgettable! I am willing to sacrifice everything for the prince of Chu with my crippled body! ”

Sima Ting smiled and helped Bo Hanji up, "Okay." Lone knows. Say something to your people now! ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Bo Hanji nodded and got up with the momentum, straightened up in an instant, took out a dagger from his arms, slashed it fiercely on the palm of his hand, and dripped blood into the wine jar handed over by a Chu army general beside him with a grim face, and said loudly to the group of Xianbei patriarchs: "Everyone! This wine is called Seven Days Soul Chaser! Everyone comes to make a blood alliance and drink a glass of wine, and we will all be brothers in the future! ”

All the patriarchs are frightened, seven days of soul chasing wine? Just by hearing the name, you know that it must be highly poisonous! But at this time, can they still not drink?! Under the glance of Bo Hanji's cold gaze, the patriarch of the Lujie tribe finally stepped forward, took the dagger in Bo Hanji's hand, swiped his palm hard, and then took a sip of the wine jar.

Bo Hanji laughed and slapped the shoulder of the Lujie tribe leader and applauded, "Next!" ”

Someone took the lead, and all the patriarchs also stepped forward one by one, scolding Bo Hanji's ancestors for eighteen generations and blood alliances, and then forced themselves to drink a sip of poisonous wine, and became Bo Hanji's lackeys from then on.