On the way back, Jin Yao naturally got mixed up with Meng Tian and Meng Yi, and directly became each other's uncles.

"You see, your grandfather and my master are brothers, so what should your father call me?"

"Brother!"

"Eh, so what should you call your father's younger brother?"

"Uncle Shi!"

Under Jin Yao's persuasion, Meng Tian and Meng Yi looked at this young man who seemed to be about the same size as themselves, and finally spoke helplessly.

"That's right!" Jin Yao returned to the five-person group satisfied.

"You're bullish on them?" Bai Yunzi and the others were a little puzzled, although Meng Tian and Meng Yi did look good, but now they are just a small person in the Qin State who is not even a miscellaneous general, and Jin Yao is already the world-famous Mo family debater, and he is the second only general and general of the Qin State after the general.

"You don't understand! They really are my nephews!" Jin Yao said with a smile.

"Indeed!" Yang Lou nodded, according to the age of the Mo family, Jin Yao can be regarded as the uncle of Meng Tian and Meng Yi, but the Mo family does not pay attention to this set, it is okay to call the senior brother of the same age, and it is okay to call the uncle of the teacher, you can talk about it as an elder, or you can talk about it separately.

"Be careful!" Meng Tian, who was walking in front, suddenly raised his hand to signal, and the entire cavalry squad immediately scattered, making a fighting posture, and Meng Tian didn't need to give orders.

"The cavalry of the Meng family is really extraordinary!" Bai Yunzi, Tian Long, and Meng Qing all narrowed their eyes.

Jin Yao slowly rode his horse to Meng Tian's side and asked solemnly, "What happened?"

Meng Tian looked ahead, then replied sideways, "Scout report, there seems to be a group of people fighting ahead!"

Jin Yao nodded, then looked back at Meng Qing, he was not injured much among the five, but his internal breath was exhausted.

Meng Qing nodded, his figure jumped up from his horse, and disappeared into the cavalry in a few moments.

Meng Tian ordered the cavalry to stop at this time and waited carefully.

Soon, Meng Qing returned.

"It's another team of decapitation operations, and the leader should be a Confucian master!" Meng Qing replied.

"How many are there after them?" Jin Yao hurriedly asked.

Meng Qing looked at Jin Yao strangely, "What makes you think they were being hunted down?"

"Isn't it?" Jin Yao was also stunned.

"A group of seven of them are driving a barbarian cavalry, and the number is about six hundred!" Meng Qing said seriously.

Everyone was dumbfounded in an instant, seven people went to chase a full barbarian cavalry? What kind of joke is this?

However, before they could react, they saw two bronze chariots following behind a middle-aged man riding a white horse and wearing a purple robe.

In front of them was a group of Hun cavalry with all their weapons, numbering about six hundred, but none of them dared to turn back.

"General Qin in front, help the master and I stop the other party!" The purple-clothed Confucian at the head said loudly.

"Ziyi, who claims to be a master, is probably the head of a certain Confucian family!" Bai Yunzi explained.

Without them saying anything, Meng Tian had already ordered the cavalry that had lost their weapons to surround them.

The Hun cavalry looked at the cavalry that appeared in front of them, and their hearts were like ashes, neither forward nor backward, so they scattered and fled.

However, the Mengjia cavalry would not let them escape, and scattered in groups of three, forming an orderly encirclement, as if driving a flock of sheep, driving the Hun cavalry back to the center of the two sides.

In the end, the Hun soldiers could only roll over and dismount, prostrate on the ground, and cover their heads with dust.

"This is called surrender, and it is also dust submission, and it is a sign of submission by covering oneself with dust over one's head." Jin Yao explained that he had wandered the grassland for a while and had seen such a way of surrendering.

"Confucianism, ram, ram Zicheng, I've seen you!" The purple-clothed Confucian man riding a white horse smiled and rode his horse in front of everyone, and then whipped the angry horse on the Hun who was squatting beside him

The slave soldier scolded, "Let you understand the mystery of words, what are you running?"

"......" Jin Yao and his party were silent, are you sure you are here to behead?

"Ahem, I'm smiling, I'm sick!" Ram Zicheng smiled awkwardly, then looked at Bai Yunzi, Tian Long and the others, and also recognized their identities, which should also be a team that carried out decapitation operations.

After the two sides saluted each other and confirmed their identities, Jin Yao looked at the ram Zicheng curiously and asked, "Why did Master Zicheng chase and kill this group of people? And their weapons?"

"Oh, it's a long story at this time, so you can listen slowly, I received a summons from Yao Jia, the doctor of the Qin State, saying that he was going to kill the Huns, and then we came, speaking of the Huns, it was my feud in the Central Plains......" Ram Zicheng is just like the Confucian style, he didn't say the point, and first pulled up the origin of the Xiongnu and the hatred of the Central Plains.

"And then Yao Jia, this guy is my Confucian ...... again" Ram Zicheng continued to barabala, but he didn't get into the point.

Jin Yao and the others could only listen patiently.

"In the end, we were ordered to go to the Xiongnu Right Xianwang Department and kill their master-level masters, but they were too careless, and we didn't use any strength, so we directly set up the chariot (Bronze Chariot Introduction...... Rushed into the court of the Right Virtuous King and killed their master, you don't know, their master......" Ram Zicheng continued.

"Teacher, we didn't recognize their masters!" At this time, the disciple behind the ram Zicheng reminded him.

"Huh?" Ram Zicheng was stunned for an embarrassed moment, then touched his beard and said, "Ah, it's too weak for their masters, and we accidentally killed each other before we had time to get their names known."

After speaking, Ram Zicheng looked at his disciples again and said, "You are really really, is it easy for people to cultivate to the head level, why can't you wait for the other party to say their names before making a move, so how should we reply when we go back?"

"Could it be that we told General Qi Gong that we killed each other's master? Who would believe such perfunctory? If General Qi asks, what is the other party's name and what is he good at? How do we answer?"

"......" Jin Yao and the others were still silent, saying that you are Confucian, the chatter is really like, saying that you are not, I have never seen a Confucian disciple dare to set up a chariot and set foot directly on the camp.

"What's going on with this group?" Jin Yao opened his mouth to stop the ram Zicheng from teaching his disciples, but he was still concerned about the origin of this group of Hun cavalry.

"It's not these uncompetitive disciples, they killed too fast, and they couldn't figure out the identity of the other party, so we didn't know how to go back to restore our lives, so we thought about catching a few personal soldiers from the Xiongnu Right Xianwang Department to go back to restore our lives.

However, after thinking about it, they don't understand my Zhongyuan Yayu, in case Gong Qi asks them, they don't understand and can't answer, then doesn't that mean that we are lying again?

Therefore, Master Ben decided to teach him the Analects, so that they could learn Yayan so that they could answer the questions of the Duke of Qi when the time came.

Who knew that it was okay at first, but they actually dared to sneak away last night, so we can only continue to chase!" The ram slave scolded and scolded, and he was angry and raised his hand at the Hun soldiers around him and whipped again.

"How many do you call that?" Looking at the Hun soldiers who dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, Meng Tian was silent.

"Actually, there were more at first, but some people were disobedient, and then the teacher couldn't learn after teaching them three times, so the teacher beat them to death!" Ram Zicheng's disciple said weakly in a low voice.

"......" Everyone was silent again, no wonder this group of Hun soldiers would run away, they would not be killed, as a disciple, they should be even more afraid, right?

But looking at this group of Hun soldiers, although they are enemies, they still deeply sympathize.

"I'm more curious, did you make a mistake when you passed down the Confucian Analects, and the real writing of the Analects should be "The Analects", right?" Jin Yao frowned and asked.

He remembered that Master Xun's explanation of "Zi Bu Si" was that Confucius did not speak, and used strange powers to beat the ghosts and gods to death.

Now look at the behavior of the ram Zicheng, it seems that this is the correct way to open Confucianism, right?

"Hahaha, it's not as good as your Mo family and Taoism, it's true

Go catch the ghosts!" The ram is smiling and haha, they all come out to work together, and the sedan chair carries people.