Yes, at this point, the two coincide.

His eldest nephew is still a little weighty, but it can be regarded as a reasonable meeting gift.

Boyan nodded, with a hint of a smile.

Well, it's the other way around.

On the contrary, Boyan does not have a little psychological burden.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the grasslands.

And first, he was a rebel and thief.

Arachiin also smiled with satisfaction.

It seems that he has a talent for being a lobbyist.

He is in the steppe, and there is no way back.

Without soldiers and horses, the Arakzhiin lost the foundation of its existence.

His tribe, his wife, his children, will become the spoils of war for others.

Surrendering to the Ming Dynasty was his best way out.

Even if he was the vanguard of the anti-Ming before, just now the Ming Dynasty ruined everything for him.

But it doesn't matter, if you live, there is still hope.

If you have milk, you are a mother, this sentence is vividly displayed in the body of Arazhiyuan.

It's just that Ah Ra Zhiyuan would never have thought that even if there was no him today, Boyan would never let go of this great opportunity easily.

The two quickly finalized their plans, and then they did what they said.

Soon, Boyan sent someone to invite Polo to his place, saying that the rangers had captured the fleeing Arazhiyuan.

When Polo heard the news, he didn't think much about it, and came over angrily with a few guards.

He's going to slaughter the waste of the Arak Zhiyuan with his own hands.

When Polo walked into the tent alone, Boyan was different from the past, just sitting quietly on top of the throne, staring at his eldest nephew.

"Uncle, where is this hungry wolf in Arazhiyuan?"

Polo looked around, but he couldn't see the bitter master.

For the people on the grassland, the wolf is not as revered as later generations think, and even regarded it as a totem.

The wolf has always been the enemy of the Mongols, who considered it no less cunning than the fox and the embodiment of viciousness.

Boyan smiled and said, "Don't worry, aren't people here?" ”

The five-flowered Zhiyuan was brought up.

Polo casually picked up Boyan's waist knife on the table, and was about to cut the throat of Arazhiyuan and bleed him.

Boyan stepped in to stop: "Big nephew, big nephew, don't be impatient, you sit down first and listen to me tell you something." ”

Obviously, Polo did not want to listen, and felt that it was imperative to bleed the Arazhi Hospital first.

He stepped forward with a knife, but was stopped by some of the guards in the tent.

These guards have fierce eyes, no less than Polo.

"What are you going to do? Do you know who I am? ”

Polo tried to scare them off with his own prestige, or more accurately, his own name.

Only this time, no one bought his account.

"Big nephew", Boyan still looked like he was smiling, "Listen to my uncle's words, sit down first, don't have to get to the point of doing it, make yourself ugly." ”

No matter how stupid Polo is, he can see that something is wrong in the tent.

Polo can only put down his shelf first, and the hero will not suffer the loss in front of him.

Boyan smiled and said, "Eldest nephew, do you still think that Emperor Ming escaped at the beginning?"

At that time, you and I chased down Datong City, right? ”

Polo nodded.

"My eldest brother just wants to test me and see if I had any collusion with the Ming Emperor at the beginning.

If you had seen something wrong, you'd have killed me on the spot. ”

Boyan seemed to be saying something ordinary, and put these words on the table.

Polo didn't understand why Boyan suddenly talked about it.

He forced a smile and said, "Uncle, what are you talking about, father ......"

"Actually, it's a good guess first", Boyan's tone was still flat and did not fluctuate.

"It was indeed me who helped the Ming Emperor escape from the camp."

……

The silence inside the tent was terrifying, and Polo's forced smile was still frozen on his face.

Even the Elder Zhiyuan was stunned on the spot.

Things went beyond his imagination, and at this time a bad premonition rose in his heart.

The amount of information in this short sentence is too much.

"What, don't you believe it?"

Boyan put away his smile, "Then I'll tell you one more thing, that flying ball, not only did I see it earlier, but it was made by me, for Emperor Ming."

Emperor Ming just sat on my flying ball and escaped from the Wara camp.

I, Boyan Timur, have long since submitted to the Ming Dynasty. ”

Since it has reached this point, Boyan simply said everything.

Polo tried to lift the table, but as soon as he got up, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder blade.

Two guards' large, claw-like hands were tightly pressed on his shoulders.

"You, you, you ......"

Polo's eyes were full of rage, and he wanted to burn Boyan to ashes.

At this time, there was a sudden movement outside, but it quickly quieted down.

A guard came in with a string of heads and threw them in front of Polo.

The ferocious Polo of the past no longer has the majesty of the past.

Fools can see what Boyan will do next.

His face was pale, and at this critical moment, he actually used his brain and played the emotional card.

"Uncle, you, you are my uncle, uncle, you and I are blood relatives......"

Polo is not stupid, now that he is the meat of other people's boards, where do he dare to get hard.

"Uncle?"

The mockery on Boyan's face was palpable.

"Polo, don't you think it's ridiculous that comes out of your mouth?

Your father, my own brother, how did he treat me as a brother and sister?

When I fought with him in the north and south, I was born and died, how did he treat me?

I was seriously ill that day, what was your father doing?

First, he wished I had died early and wanted to devour my tribe. ”

Boyan's chest rose and fell, and the kind eyes of the past disappeared, replaced by fierceness.

It's intimidating.

Boyan said word by word, roaring angrily to vent the long-pent-up dissatisfaction in his heart.

Polo trembled like a quail.

"Big nephew, don't worry, you saved my life in Datong City, and my uncle won't kill you."

As soon as these words came out, Polo's eyes showed a look of hope.

But the next words sent him back to hell.

"Uncle will give you a good gift to Mingren, maybe, haven't you always wanted to go to Dadu?

This time, maybe you'll really get what you want. ”

Then, ignoring Polo's cursing and begging for mercy, the guards dragged him down.

Seeing Polo end up like this, Ah Ra Zhiyuan had the pleasure of falling into the well.

"Heizhang-sama......"

Ah Ra Zhiyuan shouted softly, reminding Boyan to untie him.

The main protagonist is gone, and there is no need to play the bitter meat scene.

But what Ah Ra Zhiyuan never expected was that Boyan also smiled coldly at him and did not make any moves.

It seems that the bad premonition that Arazhiin had just now has come true.

"Ah Ra Zhiyuan", Bo Yan asked with a smile, "Why do you think that you, a lost dog, can conspire with me?" ”

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