The following month, Vice General Mi and Vice General Zhang were officially appointed generals and promoted directly to their posts in their battalions.

On the other hand, Qu Mingli, who did not get what he wanted, could only accept the facts and wait for his next chance. And the Hundred Ethnic Army is also about to usher in the first task of dealing with the disputes of the Hundred Ethnic Groups.

There are many wide and vast grasslands in the north of the original place, and there are also dense forests, so there are many nomadic people, who live by hunting, and the folk customs are rough, such as Keli is one of them. However, Keli was educated by etiquette, not to be rude, less wild, and to work in peace, mainly to work.

And there are still some ethnic countries that are still wandering around, hunting roughly, without the concept of a home country, making a lot of noise, and there are many disturbed chickens and dogs everywhere they go, and they are despised by others.

The reason why he called the clan rather than the country was because of the system of no country, which was ordered by the words of the leader, which was ridiculous and caused friction, and could not be argued with, so the You clan was disliked by all countries.

This expedition of the Hundred Tribes Army was caused by the troubles caused by the Hundred Tribes who were outside the system of the Hundred Kingdoms.

Last year's winter was extremely cold, and the wanderers had neither shelter from the wind and rain, nor hoarded food, and since the beginning of winter, they have been robbing the people everywhere for food. Out of the spring, I felt more and more that I had done it, and I actually broke into the city directly against Bian Qian, occupied the residence, destroyed the people's property, robbed the money and jewelry, wasted the food, and bullied the good people and did whatever they wanted.

Bian Qian has been respecting dance for generations, rarely negotiating with the world, and the people have also learned dance since childhood, traveling around the world to make a living from dancing, so there are not many strong soldiers in the country who can resist and break for the Youzu with one blow.

After hearing this news, King Ming immediately ordered Ning Zeqing to lead the Hundred Clans Army to support and set off on the same day.

When the two new generals gave the new orders after taking office, Qu Mingli still followed Ning Zeqing and continued the task of the Hundred Tribes Army.

After a few days of trekking, when we arrived at Bianxi, the situation was even worse than the previous news.

At this time, the palace of Bian Qian was broken, the palace was captured, the original plain palace was covered with bloodstains, the music turned into a cry, and the graceful dancer was roughly tied up with hemp rope. King Bian Silu could not bear the humiliation of the rough people, and died with hatred, and all the sons became prisoners of the ranks.

When I arrived outside Bian Qian's palace, the palace gate was closed, unguarded, very silent, and there seemed to be nothing unusual. But the black viscous liquid flowing on the ground, the pungent smell, and the unusual situation in the temple.

Ning Zeqing wiped his fingers on the ground, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and his face sank.

"It's oil."

They poured oil all over the palace!

If there is any abnormality, they will ignite the oil from inside the door, burn it outside the door, and surround the whole palace with flames.

Even if you want to save people, you need to think about one or two, if you provoke the end of the fish to death, it is really not worth it.

Lunatic.

What a bunch of maniacs.

Qu Mingli simply despised this group of barbarians.

"General, what should I do?" Ban Fei asked.

Ning Zeqing was indifferent: "Negotiate." ”

Ning Zeqing talked, Ban Fei shouted to deliver the news, and the things that could be given, from a year's grain, to brocade clothes, from good fields and beautiful jade, to BMW and excellent animals, no one answered.

After a few days, there was still no progress, and nothing was known about the situation in the palace.

On this day, after shouting for a while, but no one answered, and the people were not knowing how to proceed, a row of people suddenly appeared on the city tower, and looked at their animal skins and linen, which should be from the Youclan.

Just as they were negotiating again, those people brought a row of people from Bian Qian's palace who were tied up, blocked in front of them, and pressed them in front of the wall ladder as hostages.

Some of these people wore the costumes of palace maids, some wore dance clothes, and some of them wore luxurious fabrics, which should be members of the royal family.

Seeing the end, Qu Mingli's pupils suddenly dilated, and he was terrified.

It's Lu Ying! Although the clothes he was wearing now were tattered, his face was smeared with pitch-black things, and he was groggy and unsteady on his feet, Qu Mingli still recognized him at a glance.

He used to follow his tail all day long, and he thought about dancing to himself in small pieces, which was very annoying, but now he hung there lifelessly, and there was no life at all.

"If you shout again, I will cut off a man's head. Let's see if you dare! The man on the wall cried out.

"You must not do it, there is something to say, what do you want, we ......"

Before Ning Zeqing could stop him, Ban Fei's words were interrupted by the rumble of a heavy object.

Looking towards the ground, the palace maid seemed to be still twitching, and stopped moving after two moments.

No one dared to speak again.

Qu Ming was also anxious, and asked in a low voice, "General, what should I do?" ”

Ning Zeqing's face was pale, obviously he hadn't thought about it yet.

Even if Qu Mingli is in a hurry, there is nothing to be done now.

At night, it seemed that the wanderers were also going back, and they brought the hostages back with them.

Qu Mingli was about to put himself in danger, and Ning Zeqing came to look for him.

"Would you like to sneak into the palace alone?"

These words were in harmony with Qu Ming, and he nodded again and again.

Ning Zeqing whispered a few words to him and explained some things, Qu Mingli changed into a night walking black clothes and walked inside.

These savages, believing that they would be safe to surround with high walls and deter with flames, did not defend themselves around the perimeter.

Qu Mingli successfully sneaked into the palace, and his eyes were full of barbarians with the air of wine and meat, drinking with an altar, every bite flowed onto his clothes, eating meat with his hands, and oil stains splashed all over his body. On the side, the palace maid of Yuan Lianguo stood trembling, so frightened that she almost collapsed to the ground, but she didn't dare to fall, with tears in her eyes, very pitiful.

But Qu Ming couldn't care so much, and still touched the hall, and the destination was the main hall.

Barbarians like them, if they conquer a territory, the leader will definitely occupy the most luxurious place.

In the main hall, the leader is really here. But he's different from the others in that he doesn't eat meat or drink, but gambles.

A circle of people gathered around him, sitting in one place, and on the table was a jar of dice, and the sound of the dice hitting the wall of the jar could be heard from afar.

"Big, big, big!"

"Small, small, small!"

The crowd shouted like this.

knocked on the cover, the leader of the man was deflated, he should have guessed the wrong point, walked to the side of the table, violently drove away one person, sat down by himself, and played mahjong with the other three.

Qu Mingli observed in the dark for a long time, and saw the leader's every move clearly, and finally decided to retreat.

Unexpectedly, he kicked a porcelain jar at his feet, alarming others.

"Who's there?" Someone inquired and came to me.

Qu Mingli held his breath, saw a small path on the side, and dodged and hid there.

After dodging for a while, they came to a palace where the people were all captives, their hands tied, and they slept deeply.

Qu Ming couldn't bear it, but he still had to leave.

"Father, Ying'er hurts." A man lying on the ground next to his feet groaned.

This person is none other than Lu Xiaogongzi.

Qu Mingli squatted down and hugged him, examining the scars on his body.

His hands were originally a dancer's soft state, but now they are covered with rough scars, how can it not be distressing.

Lu Ying felt a warm embrace around her in a trance, and opened her eyes dimly.

"Sister Wang, you're here to save me!"

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