"Where are they going?" Kitayama continued to ask.

"It seems that there are several new yurts in the grassland from the vicinity of Huozhongtun to the middle of Pingqiantun, and it seems that they are planning to settle in this vicinity." Wang Beibei said in a deep voice.

When this kind of thing happened nearby, they naturally sent people to inquire about the situation along the way.

It's just that what they found out made them a little surprised, and the camp tents that were built up were like an iron chain bridge separating them from the line south of Chabei.

If this continues to develop, I am afraid that the northern part of Chahar will be cut off by this line, and the connection between the left and right wings of the Eight Banners will be cut off.

"What the hell do you say is going on, owner? Are they crazy? How dare you do this without our orders? Why don't I bring some brothers and ask them for an explanation? ”

Wang Beibei was a little annoyed, this was purely the following gram.

Beishan glanced at this thing and said coldly, "Idiot, haven't you seen it yet, the scale of these tribes has been reduced to a certain extent.

It's okay, how can they dare to disobey us? ”

"Ah, owner, then this is ....."

"What else can it be, of course our esteemed Chief Zhao! He's the best way to do it! In one day, it swept through twenty-three small and medium-sized tribes in the eastern part of Chabei.

Break our arm! ”

Beishan shook his head and sighed, at this moment he felt very weak, as if he had suddenly encountered a disaster in his twilight years, and he was powerless.

However, Wang Beibei, who was entrusted with a heavy task by Mao Ming'an, was a reckless man.

"Owner, this won't happen! He Zhao Ming is just such a small number of people, in the twenty-three departments in the east, there are nearly 2,000 people who control the strings alone!

What do they fight with? ”

Saying that, Wang Beibei slapped his head suddenly, as if he had thought of some bold idea, and blurted out,

"By the way, the owner, this Zhao Ming must have suffered heavy casualties, we just don't do it twice, and just do the fuck!"

Hearing this, the corners of Beishan's mouth twitched.

"You idiot! You look at Pingqiantun and Chief Zhao's camp, what are those? They have already joined forces with Huo Zhongtun.

When such a major event happens, I entrust everything to you, and that's how you do things for me?

Don't inquire about this kind of thing clearly, do you still have the face to tell me that you killed Zhao Ming? Hello big bold! ”

As he spoke, Beishan pointed to the camp tent in the distance.

I saw that there were quite a few cavalry over there maintaining the order of the migration procession, and at first glance there were no less than three or four hundred people.

In fact, this is naturally an imaginary number, because in order to fill the number, Zhao Ming asked Huo Zhongtun and some women who could get on the horse in Pingqiantun to join the queue.

"But the owner, Zhao Ming hasn't come back yet, maybe he has suffered heavy losses over there. We can send hundreds of horsemen to intercept him! ”

Wang Beibei was still thinking about it.

Listening to this, Kitayama felt very powerless.

It is undeniable that Wang Beibei is a complete reckless man, and his idea has a certain degree of feasibility, but the risks are equally huge.

And Kitayama is an old man, and there are serious differences between the two, and there is no big problem with their ideas.

It's just that Beishan can't withstand too many twists and turns.

"Don't say it at this time, if Chief Zhao continues to send people to trade recently, they can trade as much as they want, and make more discounts on the price."

Beishan waved his hand and prepared to go back to the camp tent to rest, and he was a little tired of his age in the first afternoon.

"Owner, I think you can still try, once you miss this opportunity, when this Zhao Ming is completely seated on the grassland, how can we fight him?

When the time comes, won't we be fish on his board? ”

Wang Beibei still didn't give up.

Young and vigorous, he has a very unyielding heart, and it is a great failure to let go of the opportunity and not do it.

"What? You just want to drag our entire Maoming Abe to be buried with you?

What if we lose? Zhao Ming, who you don't see? He's an official after all! He wants to save face.

What do you think he meant by letting these people pass by on our turf? People are releasing an attitude and telling us clearly.

As long as you obey him, it's not that you can't live, just let us know how to bow our heads. ”

Beishan was a little annoyed, but he also remembered Wang Beibei's youthfulness, so he still suppressed his anger and carefully analyzed it for the other party.

But where did he know what the young man thought?

"Keep your head down? Why bow your head? Which green onion is he Zhao Ming? Our ancestors have lived here for generations, and this is our territory! ”

Wang Beibei stalked his neck with a face full of unwillingness.

"Which onion is he?" Hearing this, Beishan was about to laugh angrily, pointing at Wang Beibei's fingers and trembling constantly.

"Alas! ~I.. It's me who didn't teach you well, and your father left early, it's all my fault! I don't blame you, but don't go against Chief Zhao.

The general trend is the same, you are still young and don't understand! ”

As Beishan spoke, the whole person was like a deflated ball, shaking his head bitterly, and then he was holding the horse back towards the camp.

Looking at the old farmer who had gone away, Wang Beibei's face was still a little resentful.

"Brother Wang, you still want to let this point of the owner, the owner of the village has guarded our Maoming Anbu for so many years, and when you should let it, let him be an old man."

There were older herdsmen next to him, shook their heads, sighed, and followed Beishan as well.

Seeing this, Wang Beibei's eyes were even colder, and the whole person seemed to exude a piercing aura.

"Boss, are we going to do it or not?"

"That's right, boss, now that the old farmer is speaking, is it possible that we just do it?

Now that we lack these tribes to help us do things, is it possible that in the future, we will have to go to the other side of the Rehe River in person? That's a lot of sin. ”

Not long after some of the older clansmen in Beishan left, several young herdsmen came to Wang Beibei's side.

These people are all guards of the Maoming Security Department, and they all follow the first warrior of Wang Beibei's clan to do some patrol tasks on weekdays, and occasionally there are armed incidents that follow them to fight.

is about the same age as Wang Beibei, both of them are young and vigorous, and their blood is strong.

"Humph! Dry! Of course! Not right now, though. ”

Wang Beibei snorted coldly, since the owner didn't want him to do it, then he wanted to do it.

As long as the matter is completed, what else can the owner do?

"Boss, what are you going to do? As soon as we move, there must be someone in the tribe who wants to report to the owner. Someone was apprehensive.

"I have a way! Wang meng! ”

"Boss!"

"Later, you will quietly take three hundred horses and wait a few miles away from the tribe, and then in another hour when it will be dark, and I will let the brethren go out to find you.

When the time comes, you will lead the team, and I will stabilize the owner! ”

Saying that, Wang Beibei turned around and patted the young strong man beside him.

"Wang Meng! You are the second person in our tribe, I am very optimistic about you, whether it can be done tonight, whether I can have an explanation at the old man's place depends on you! ”

Hearing what the boss said, the young man named Wang Meng's eyes were excited, and he immediately nodded heavily, and saluted with one hand on his chest.

"Boss, don't worry, this battle will be won! I'm bound to bring that Zhao Ming's head back! ”

"Take you up! Lao Tzu lacks your head? When the time comes, clean up and don't move their corpses! ”

Wang Beibei slapped him when he heard this, although he was reckless, he still had a bit of a brain.

Bring the head back, will it be difficult to deal with this head when the time comes?