"Your Excellency!"

Three hundred miles north of the Great Wall, in the grass, more than a dozen brocade guards grabbed a young man who was dirty and had a strong smell of sheep.

He was dressed in tatters, and there was cow dung and horse manure stuck to his body.

Soon, Jin Yiwei appeared in front of Wu Fa with this young man: "This is Gerda Baole, his father is from the Central Plains. ”

"Meet your lord!"

Gerda Baole seemed to be a little excited, and knelt directly on the ground, and was able to speak fluent Mandarin in the area of Shenjing City.

Wu Fa stared at Gerda Baole tightly, and a brocade guard whispered in Wu Fa's ear: "My lord, Gerda is the name of a place, a valley of the tribe. Baul means slave, and Gorda Baul means slave of the Gerda tribe. ”

He looked stunned for a moment, and then looked at Gerda Bauler, this young man was twelve or thirteen years old.

This is his own compatriot, and he wants to take this compatriot back. Jumping off the horse, Wu Fa's eyes softened, and his voice became gentle: "Gerda... Special cuvée. ”

Gerda's expression changed drastically, and his eyes instantly became terrified, and his body began to tremble when he knelt on the ground.

"Smack."

Patting his head, Wu Fa said helplessly: "You get up, I didn't mean that, I want to say, what is your father's name?" ”

"My father's name is Sihuangda Baole."

Gerda Baole said in a trembling voice: "I am not in the same tribe as my father, and I was taken by Xihuangda and sold a lamb to Gerda. ”

Human life is so cheap!

Wu Fa took a deep breath: "In the future, your name is Wu Meng, and you follow Lao Tzu's surname!" ”

Gerda... No, Wu Meng raised his head suddenly, and his eyes lit up with brilliance. He stretched out the little finger of his right hand and bit it off fiercely, and blood immediately flowed out.

Wu Fa was taken aback, and subconsciously thought, did he insult this young man?

If you think about it, no one is happy to change someone's name and surname.

If someone else changes their name and surname casually, they will definitely fight hard with each other. This teenager was so stupid that he actually harmed himself.

Think Lao Tzu will be scared like this?

Even if you bite your head off, I'm not afraid.

The soldiers and brocade guards around were originally sympathetic to Gerda Baole, but at this time, their weapons were also directed at Gerda Baole.

This teenager is dangerous.

"Poof..."

Spit out a little thumb in his mouth, Gerda Bauler, and kowtow heavily: "Thank you master for the name!" ”

In Mongolia, slaves were given the name as a symbol of breaking away from their slave origin and becoming a high servant. You can have your own yurt, your own cattle, sheep and horses.

You only need to follow the master to charge into battle when you are in war, and you can always be cannon fodder.

And the general Central Plains bloodline, after three generations, has this opportunity to be named: "In the future, Wu Meng's life will be yours!" ”

"Whew..."

Wu Fa exhaled a long breath and looked at Wu Meng's bleeding little finger: "You dog, why are you doing such self-harm?" Come on, bandage him! ”

Wu Meng didn't leave, let the military doctor bandage him, and said very seriously: "My lord, if you want to surrender slaves, first of all, you should pay attention, if the little thumb of your right hand is gone, it is a slave who has sacrificed their souls, and they are already considered free." When it comes to war, they are the most devastating and give everything for their masters. ”

"Even if they are Han Chinese, they will only be loyal to their masters, and will not surrender."

"Only the little finger intact can be rescued!"

Listening to Wu Meng say this, Wu Fa then understood, is there still such a statement?

My own uncle didn't tell myself wow.

Well, my uncle doesn't know about the new aunt now... Phew, I can't think so.

In other words, isn't my aunt beautiful?

Shaking his head, Wu Fa felt that he hadn't seen his little wife for so long, and the thoughts in his head had colored.

Nodding slightly at Wu Meng, Wu Fa asked, "Do you know the Chahar tribe, where their Khan royal court is?" ”

"My lord, I know!"

Wu Meng nodded suddenly, and without waiting for Wu Fa to ask again, Wu Meng had already taken the initiative to speak: "Once, we followed the leader and drove the cattle and sheep to take us to the Great Khan Golden Horde, and I still remember the road." ”

Wu Fa was overjoyed: "Can you ride a horse?" ”

Wu Meng didn't say a word, and jumped on the back of Wu Fa's war horse very vigorously.

Wu Fa laughed, directly turned on his horse's back, grabbed the reins, grabbed Wu Meng's back shirt with one hand, lifted it up and put it behind him: "Hold on to the back." ”

There is no necessary friction, which may cause the soft ruler to become a hard ruler, and when the time comes, Wu Mengke will be lost.

"Leave two thousand people, pull our cannon firearms, and follow!"

"Drive..."

11,000 cavalry, galloping wildly, like thunder, could be heard from a mile or two away.

"The Golden Horde of the Chahar tribe is only more than a hundred miles away from here, and it is not far away when the Lord walks in the direction of my hand..."

Running and stopping, in the morning, behind him, Wu Meng kept reminding the direction. In the vast grassland, it is easy to get lost without a guide.

In his memory, Li Guang, who could not be a marquis in his life, was full of resentment.

This unlucky one, every time he goes north into the grassland, he will magically get lost.

The Mongols who did not pick up the scimitar were lambs to the slaughter.

Therefore, the reason why Huo Qubing was always able to win more with less and achieve brilliant results was to take advantage of the fact that the grassland people did not pick up the scimitar and raided when they were grazing! Lightning Run!

Wu Fa said loudly: "The Chahar tribe is quite arrogant, and it is not far from Datong." ”

At this sentence, Niu Fu blushed with shame.

He was the only one who followed the general soldier with a dead face, but he didn't expect to come, and before he made meritorious service, he was mercilessly exposed and humiliated.

"My lord, it's not that our old cow doesn't dare to attack, Wang Jiubian is to restrain us, saying that we have no advantage in attacking, and defense is the best offense..."

"Stuffed fart!"

Wu Fa did not shy away from it, and Lang Lang's voice spread throughout the four fields: "Even if the number is small, as long as you attack and cause damage to the other party, you will run, and when the enemy chases, you will hide, and if the enemy can't catch up, you will attack again, let them be exhausted, and if there are attacking troops behind them, they dare to go south?" ”

Long live Taizu!

Your eldest grandson, inherited your tactics!

Wu Fa said indignantly: "We are behind them, and they will raid his hometown in the hinterland!" You just don't dare, you're just afraid of death. ”

Niu Fu snorted angrily, he was not afraid of death!

But there is no way to explain it, there has not been a single attack, how to explain it?

An explanation is a quibble, and a quibble is simply a lack of reason.

Gotta kill a few more enemies later to vent your fire.

"Your Excellency..."

At this time, Wu Meng reminded: "Ten miles ahead, it is the Chahar Golden Horde!" We came at the right time, they were having lunch, it was their most relaxing time, and it was also the most relaxing season. ”

It was August, when the water and grass were at their most abundant, and Mongolia had few enemies except for the need to guard against the attack of Mobei Mongols. And August is the season for Mongolia to recuperate.

There was no conquest and no enemy attacks.

They had eaten, driven cattle, sheep and horses, and grazed their cattle everywhere.

Or lie somewhere, blowing the bone flute, and singing loudly.

However, it is this nation that can sing and dance, and in hundreds of years, it has killed at least tens of millions of people from the Central Plains!

"Niu Fu, you take three thousand horsemen to detour due north, start the clock now, and after an hour, attack directly!"

"Yang Yi, you take three thousand horsemen, make a detour to the west, and attack directly after the same hour..."

"Fang Ming..."

After the distribution, Wu Fa laughed and said, "Let's go eat meat, let's go eat meat!" Remember, don't leave a living mouth, but women, especially young women, don't kill them, Lao Tzu will be transported to the Jiaofang Division to sell for money..."

When Song Xiang heard this, good guy, Wu Jiubian is going to make a mistake: "My lord, this is against the way of the sage..."

"Bullshit!"

Wu Fa spat disdainfully, Song Xiang is still restricted by Confucianism, this kind of person is not qualified to follow him to fight in the Quartet!

This kind of thinking must be changed, at this time, Song Xiang is still the way of a sage, this is not good: "Special brewing, Confucianism has influenced the Central Plains for thousands of years, and the troubles in the north have not been solved for thousands of years!" ”

"How many people died in our Central Plains?"

"There are dogs in business... There are dogs in the week..."

"There were Xiongnu in the Qin period, there were Xiongnu in the Han Dynasty, there were Xianbei in the Sima Jin Dynasty, and then there were Wuhu Chaohua, and then there were Mongolians raging and killing people in the south, and the Mongols have continued to the present, how many people have been killed in the Central Plains?"

"Benevolence? The righteousness in your mouth is not as good as shit in their eyes! ”

"The way of a bullshit saint, Lao Tzu is a reckless man, a horseman, a general, a warrior, not a saint. Lao Tzu only knew that when they invaded the south and entered the Central Plains, they also killed people when they saw them, and women and children plundered the grassland! ”

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe in bullshit to repay grievances with virtue, Lao Tzu only knows that tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

"Kill to kill!"

Wu Fa waved his hand: "Remember, don't leave a living mouth, just a young woman!" Of course, if they resist, you can kill her! ”

"Go ahead!"

Wu Fa sat on the horse: "Don't make any movement, slowly lurk over." ”

Wu Fa's face was cold, this is still a nation that can become his own compatriots in the future, and he is already very benevolent.

When the time came to attack those islanders, Lao Tzu let no grass grow there!

Song Xiang followed Wu Fa's side, and his whole brain was blank.

He just kept echoing a sentence in his mind: "Confucianism has influenced the Central Plains for thousands of years, and the troubles in the north have still not been solved!" The righteousness in your mouth is not as good as shit in their eyes! ”

With this sentence, the belief in Confucianism in his heart collapsed in an instant.

Just when he was dazed, he heard Wu Meng whispering: "Master, the largest tent in front of you is the Chahar Golden Horde!" ”

Wu Fa laughed, looked at Song Xiang and said with a smile: "Sour Confucian, Lao Tzu will arrange a few Mongolian girls for you today, and let you be a soft ruler for half a year!" ”

"Kill!"

Some people died, but not completely......