"Master of the North Mountain Villa, surprised to see me?"

Zhao Ming leaned down and showed a warm smile.

Because of the mask, there is no blood on his face, and his smile looks very kind.

It's just that the whole body is covered with plasma, but this face is clean, how can it be associated with Hexu, but it is like a demon in the eyes of Kitayama and other Maoming Abe people.

"Zhao.... Mr. Zhao, thank you very much! Xiao Lao'er didn't know Taishan before, and he had a lot of collisions with you, and I asked Chief Zhao to let us go of Maoming Abu. ”

Saying that, Beishan lowered his head and his eyes were tangled, he knew very well that whether they could exist today or not completely depended on the young man in front of him.

I saw him kowtow again and again, and pleaded, "I beg Chief Zhao to save our Maoming Abu!" ”

The kowtowed head was no longer raised this time, and the head hit the ground like a faithful believer praying for help from the gods.

"I don't quite understand what the owner of the North Mountain Villa means! ~”

He was answered by a cold, suspicious voice.

Hearing this, the owner of the North Mountain Villa trembled, he slowly raised his head, and his eyes met Zhao Ming's eyes again.

This time, it was naked coldness.

His eyes wandered, and soon he seemed to have made up his mind, nodded and got up and walked towards Wang Beibei.

"Old man, we have been saved anyway, it's a big deal to leave here with the clansmen in the future, there is always a place for us to live in such a big grassland!"

Seeing Beishan coming over, Wang Beibei persuaded in a low voice, and when he saw that it was Zhao Ming, he was also very shocked in his heart, but after the shock, there was a burst of awkwardness.

Especially when he saw the owner of the village, Beishan, kowtowing in front of others like an ant, he was even more angry.

"Give me your knife!"

"Huh?"

"Give it to me!"

Seeing that the old man had such a tough attitude, Wang Beibei still hesitated to untie the saber and handed it over.

After taking the knife, he saw Beishan gently stroking the blade, as if looking at a peerless blade.

Wang Beibei looked a little confused, isn't it just an ordinary saber? Need....

Poof!

"You! You...."

Wang Beibei looked at the kind Beishan in front of him in disbelief, and then looked down at the blade that had been inserted into his chest.

Blood quickly soaked the placket of his garment, and soon smeared most of his chest through it.

Bubbling blood flowed in Wang Beibei's chest, and he held the blade with a face full of disbelief.

"Zhuang.... Owner! You.... You for.... Why? ”

Hearing this, Beishan closed his eyes and sighed, "Wang Beibei, as I said before, you will be punished if you do something wrong.

We don't have to die under the iron horses of the Outer Mongolians, but now for the survival of the tribe, we can only let you die! ”

As soon as the words fell, he kicked Wang Beibei, kicked the other party to the ground, and pulled the blade out of the opponent's chest.

In an instant, blood sprayed like a fountain, Wang Beibei's body began to freeze quickly when he was lying on the ground, and his eyes were fixed on the owner of Beishan.

Just as he couldn't figure out how Zhao Ming could help, he also couldn't figure out why the owner of the village would help him.

However, Beishan looked at him more, and turned to look at Zhao Ming with a sneer.

"Chief Zhao, are you still satisfied? As for me, don't worry, I'm afraid I won't survive this winter. It's just that I still want to take advantage of this time to settle the affairs of the tribe.

If you think it's inappropriate, you can deal with it by Chief Zhao. ”

Listening to this, looking at this, Zhao Ming didn't expect this Beishan to be so ruthless.

He wanted an explanation, otherwise he really wouldn't be at ease to accept this group of people from Maoming Abe.

"Oh? Beishan Villa Master, it's interesting for you to talk, did I let you do anything? ”

Zhao Ming asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the owner of Beishan Villa was slightly stunned, then nodded again and again, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes!" This is all a little old man's opinion. ”

"Did you hear it! The owner of Beishan Villa slaughtered the ranch workers for no reason, mutilated and killed one of the pastors, take it down for me! ”

Zhao Ming shouted, and the next moment, the two brothers quickly turned over and dismounted, and immediately stopped the old man from Beishan.

Kitayama was still holding on to a smile on his face, and he knew that Momei Abe was no longer in trouble.

As for yourself..... One wrong step, one wrong step! ~

When a person is old, he sees many things more clearly than others.

But before he was dragged down, he still shouted, "Chief Zhao, I hope to treat our Maomingan tribesmen well!" None of them knew that everything was discussed between me and Wang Beibei, a bastard. ”

Zhao Ming didn't look at him and just waved his hand, and Beishan was quickly dragged away like a dead dog.

He didn't have that much to do with such a bad old man, and he had a lot of things to deal with tonight.

It is very important to collect the victims of the disaster and guard against the continued aggression of Outer Mongolia.

"Zhao Ye!"

At this moment, the monkey came running with a squad of cavalry.

"What's going on over there in Darhan?" Zhao Ming asked directly.

The monkey had just come from the Durhan Division, and with him came an acquaintance, Baoshan, the shepherd of Darhan.

"Master Zhao, the Darhan Department is very honest, let's let this guy talk to you!"

As he spoke, the monkey threw the treasure mountain tied to the horse's back off the horse.

"Baoshan thanked Chief Zhao for coming to the rescue, but why is this? I ....."

"That's it!"

Zhao Ming waved his hand to interrupt Baoshan's words.

"I don't want to hear too much, I don't want to say it, I'll just say one word, give you a cup of tea.

Divide all the people of your department into two, the old and weak part, and the part that can go on horseback to fight.

Leave it to me if you can fight, do everything according to orders, and kill if you are disobedient! ”

Zhao Ming's words were concise and to the point.

If this Baoshan was justified as soon as he opened his mouth before, Zhao Ming would definitely treat them like Maoming Abu.

But when he opened his mouth, he was doubting and grateful, but he didn't have any intention of justifying.

This is already fundamentally different from the Momei Abe.

Zhao Ming didn't know what the two had conspired before, but he was sure that Darhan was smarter than Maoming Anbu.

"Chief Zhao! I do everything I am told! We, Darhan, are here to help! ”

Hearing this, Baoshan agreed almost without thinking about it.

Tonight's incident was also considered to have suffered in their Durhan tribe, almost half of the young and strong men were killed and wounded, and many women and children were plundered.

After the three or four thousand people of the Durhan tribe passed through this, I am afraid that only one or two thousand people remained, and the medium and large tribes fell all at once to the small and medium-sized tribes.

Ordering Baoshan in Darhan, Zhao Ming began to instruct his brothers to maintain vigilance, and at the same time urged the herdsmen to pack their bags as soon as possible and drive away the cattle, sheep and horses.

The only good news is that the Outer Mongolians came and went in a hurry and couldn't take care of these cattle and sheep at all, but they also lost a lot because of the chaotic situation.

But the number is still considerable, but it is a time-consuming and laborious task to drive so many people and cattle and sheep to Huozhongtun.

And Zhao Ming had to do this, otherwise with Huo Zhongtun's grain reserves, it would be almost impossible for so many people to survive this winter.

"There's still a big war!"

Zhao Ming sighed as he bent down to pick up a lost Manchurian bow.