He Qi's punch was merciless, and the pro-soldier was beaten to the point that his nose was bleeding for a long time, and he staggered back a few steps.

The eyes of the soldiers flashed with anger, and they shouted a few times indiscriminately, drew the long knife at their waist, and threw it aside.

He Qi had been at the border for several years in his previous life, and he had already learned Tatar, and immediately replied in Tatar: "Okay, I don't need a long knife either." Today, I will teach you a good lesson with my fists! ”

As he spoke, he untied the long knife from his waist and threw it to the ground as well.

Zhu Qijue and the others were dumbfounded, looking at He Qi as if they were looking at monsters.

This Hesan!

When did you speak Tatar?

A few of them have been fighting together since they were children, fighting cocks and horses, and having fun everywhere. Even if they are brothers, they don't spend as much time together as they do. When did He Qi hide the Tatar dialect they learned?

He Qi seemed to have eyes behind his back, and said without looking back: "When I finish beating this blind one, I will talk to you in detail." ”

That's pretty much it.

When there is a fight and trouble, everyone is a good hand. Besides, it's not a beating Yuan Silan, it's just a pro-soldier, and it's beating. When it reaches the ears of the emperor, it is not a big deal.

Zheng Qinghuai was not afraid of big things when he saw the excitement, and immediately said: "The place here is too small to move." I went to the open space on the other side of the tent, and I happened to be idle at night, so that the big guys could have fun. ”

People who practice martial arts are common to fight each other!

Ye Lingyun and Jiang Yao also clamoured and agreed.

But Zhu Qijue, a little worried, reminded in a low voice: "Cousin, today is the first day of leaving Beijing, and it will be difficult to make a fuss to the point of making a move, will it not be easy to ......?"

He Qi tugged at the corners of his mouth, and a bloodthirsty and cold light flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, I just move my hands and feet, and I won't kill anyone." ”

Zhu Qijue also stopped talking.

He Qi turned his head and said a few Tatar words to the Tatar soldier.

The pro-soldier snorted coldly and responded in a blunt big Chu dialect: "Whoever doesn't dare to go, who is the grandson!" ”

He Qi sneered and took the lead.

If it was someone else who came today, maybe he would have endured it a little.

Today's pro-soldier is a familiar face. In his previous life, Yuan Silan had several of the most powerful and loyal subordinates around him, killing people like hemp and using cruel methods. They even took pleasure in killing the people. This pro-soldier is exactly one of them.

Before killing Yuan Silan, first clean up this pro-soldier and let out this evil breath in his heart!

……

Wait, what's going on over there? Why have so many people passed?

I heard that the soldiers around the Tatar prince were not respectful enough when talking to Captain He, and when Captain He was angry, he started beating people.

Yo! So exciting! Hurry up, hurry up, go away!

Why are you so excited! Let's go and see, you hurry up and make a fire to cook. When we come back from watching the excitement, we can still have a hot mouth.

What kind of fire to make and what to cook. If you don't let me see this kind of excitement, you want to suffocate me! Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!

A group of soldiers, hearing the movement, quickly gathered around.

There were several floors inside and out, and only a little movement could be heard later. Crowded in the crowd to watch the excitement, in addition to the imperial guards and the Royal Forest Army, there were also those Tatar soldiers.

Who wins and loses?

I don't know what to do!

Don't you see that the faces of those Tatar soldiers are darker than the bottom of the pot?

"Captain He is the number one master among the imperial guards! Those who are idle can't make ten moves under Captain He. ”

Zheng Qinghuai's loud voice came from the crowd: "This Tatar prince's personal soldier who doesn't know what his name is, although he is defeated and retreated, he is beaten to the ground. However, if you can hold on until now, you can be regarded as a master! ”

Zheng Qinghuai has been a royal guard for less than half a year, and his reputation is very loud. The main reason is that the mouth is too owed. On weekdays, people are so angry that their teeth itch, but now they listen to Zheng Qinghuai's mean Tatar soldiers, but they are extremely relieved.

And all the soldiers burst out laughing.

"Captain He's subordinates are merciful, don't beat him too hard."

"Yes! In the end, it was His Royal Highness the Prince of Tatar's personal soldiers, who were beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not look very good. At the end of the point, a little lesson is enough. ”

The faces of the Tatar soldiers became more and more ugly, and the anger in their eyes was about to rise.

I don't know who it is, but suddenly shouted: "Hey, why are you staring at me like this!" You don't want to do it with me, but you can't do it! ”

Then, there were Tatar soldiers pushing and shoving, swearing and swearing.

Da Chu and Tatar have been fighting for so many years, and they have long regarded each other as mortal enemies. These Tatar soldiers came to Dachu with their masters, and they were imprisoned for more than a year, and they had long been holding back their evil fire.

The Imperial Guards and the Imperial Guards had long since looked at this group of Tatar soldiers unpleasantly. A little friction was like a flame, quickly igniting the accumulated anger of each other.

Seeing a scuffle right in front of you.

Zheng Qinghuai and Ye Lingyun looked eager to try.

Jiang Yao and Zhu Qijue frowned in unison.

He Qi beating a Tatar soldier is nothing. But if it was on the first night of leaving Beijing, there was a group scuffle, which was a bit too much to say......

Zhu Qijue glanced at Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao nodded slightly, and squatted down. Zhu Qijue stepped on Jiang Yao's shoulder, and immediately stood a lot taller than everyone else, shouting loudly: "Stop!" ”

"Stop!"

Another voice rang out almost simultaneously.

It was Yuan Silan who came!

Yuan Silan shouted again in Tatar words: "Stop!" ”

These 500 personal soldiers were personally selected by the deceased old khan for Yuan Silan. He has been by his side since he was eight years old and has been extremely loyal to him.

Yuan Silan gave an order, and these pro-soldiers were reluctant, and they immediately stopped.

Zhu Qijue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted a few times: "Go back to your camp!" ”

Under the urging of the soldiers, their hearts dispersed reluctantly.

A conflict was over.

……

Yuan Silan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the field, it didn't matter what she saw, her lungs were almost going to explode.

He Qi shot like the wind, beating his own soldiers to the point that he had no power to parry and fight back. What's even more infuriating is that He Qizhuan attacked the head and face of the pro-soldiers, beating the pro-soldiers all over the face, which was miserable.

Of course, it is impossible for the pro-soldiers to open their mouths to beg for mercy. As the prince's own soldier, if he didn't even have this backbone, he would have been thrown to the grassland to feed the wild wolves.

He Qitang, the commander of the imperial guards, has completely gained the upper hand, and it is too much to beat him so unrelentingly!

"Captain He, please stop!" Yuan Silan opened her mouth in a deep voice.

As if he hadn't heard, He Qi continued to punch and hit his own soldier in the forehead with a hard punch. The pro-soldier finally couldn't hold it anymore, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground.

He Qi kicked hard again, kicking the soldiers a few meters away. Then he turned his head: "I didn't hear His Highness's voice when I fought just now." I'm sorry. I wonder what His Highness said? ”

Yuan Silan: "......"