There is a reason why he was selected for this task, because he is one of the few low-ranking officers with brains.

Mongolian lower-level officers generally have a very low level of education, and most of them are brave and martial arts, to put it bluntly, they are people with developed limbs and simple minds.

But this Wu Chang is a rare person with brains.

"Slow, no one is allowed to make any changes, violating military law, go to two people to bring back the body of the great lama, this is not something we can control. The Wu Commander immediately ordered.

"Yes!" The soldiers under him also breathed a sigh of relief, these soldiers are simple-minded, but it does not mean that they are stupid.

Even a tantric master like the Great Lama was killed in an instant, and they would die if they rushed forward. But the problem is that the Mongol army will not allow them to escape.

They can run away, but what about their families?

Now that the commander has ordered the retreat, the responsibility is not on them.

So a group of soldiers divided into two men, carried the corpse to an empty horse, secured it with a rope, and left with the horses.

Not even a superfluous word was spoken, and the order was forbidden.

When Yang Pan saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh that it was not unreasonable for the Mongols to be able to sweep through Europe and Asia, and this military quality alone was admirable.

The Mongol civilization was barbaric and brutal, but their military level was extremely high-end.

The military literacy prohibited by this order alone is not comparable to that of the Song Dynasty.

If you can't beat others, it's no wonder if you don't get destroyed.

In this world, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected.

Yang Pan is one of the beneficiaries of this truth.

He stands at the top of this era, controlling the life and death of all beings, and whoever he wants to die, he can't live.

Including emperors and generals, peddlers and peddlers.

Therefore, they are all ants in Yang Pan's eyes, and life and death are all in Yang Pan's thoughts.

Therefore, Yang Pan doesn't need to care about what these people think.

The Mongolian Great Khan, who swept across Asia and Europe and dominated the world, the Golden Family, is a great existence in the eyes of the world, but in the eyes of Yang Pan, there is no difference between it and a peddler.

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More than an hour later, the Mongol soldiers returned to their tents and reported their journey.

The body of the Great Lama was discreetly moved into the Great Khan's tent.

Several other tantric lamas came into the tent and saw the corpse of their fellow disciples, and their faces were sad.

Then he recited the Sutra of the Past Life.

It was only after reciting the Sutra of the Past Ten Times that the four great lamas stood up and carefully examined the bodies of their fellow disciples.

"Kill with a single sword, cleanly. It's hard to imagine that with the skill of the senior brother, he can't avoid a small flying knife. ”

Immediately afterwards, Wokotai called the commander of the mission and asked him to recount in detail what happened today.

"How far was the distance between the two before the man sent the knife?" asked a red-robed lama.

"Estimated a hundred meters away!"

"So far?"

"There is really a huge gap in our estimation of Yang Pan's strength. ”

"What should we do now?" Several big lamas were silent, they wanted to avenge their fellow disciples, but they also knew that with their strength, they went to Yang Pan to take revenge, just to send them to death, and a sense of powerlessness surged into their hearts.

"Amitabha-" Everyone was silent.

The head of the nest and the platform was big, and the cold sweat overflowed unconsciously.

That devil is coming again, what to do, what to do, what to do?

Wokotai had no choice, he didn't dare to go to see Yang Pan in person, in case he was killed by the moody Yang Pan, wouldn't it be a loss?

Yang Pan said, let him send a weighty person to meet him, what does it mean to have weight?

These tantric lamas present definitely can't.

Although the status of this great lama in Tantra is not low, he is still not qualified to see Yang Pan, as evidenced by the corpse in front of him.

If someone else killed their senior brother, even if it was a big force in the Central Plains martial arts, they would dare to come to the door to ask for justice, but in front of Yang Pan, they wouldn't dare.

Because Yang Pan himself is heavenly and fair.

After taking refuge in the Mongols, the lamas who came out of Tantra understood better than ordinary people the nature of the law of the jungle, the respect of the strong, and the nature of doing whatever they wanted.

The Mongols followed this essence and quickly became powerful, invincible, Temujin was called Genghis Khan, and his family dared to call it the Golden Family.

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"You guys go down first, and when the Golden Wheel National Master comes back, we'll continue to talk about other things. Ogedai shook his head and sighed.

Several great lamas did not embarrass Wo Kotai, because they also knew that Yang Pan was an existence beyond the norm, an invincible existence in the world, like a god and a demon.

Wokotai has monstrous power in the world, but he has no way to face the gods and demons.

Even if the entire tantra is taken together, it is just as powerless in the face of gods and demons.

How could a mortal be able to fight a god?

And so the day passed.

As a result, early the next morning, Ogedai received news that another hundred middle-level officers of the rank of centurion and commander had been killed in the barracks.

The head of Wokotai is big, and he secretly ordered that it be handled secretly and in a low-key manner, and kept it secret for the time being.

He had no choice, who the murderer was, he didn't need to check to know that it was Yang Pan.

But what if you know?

Wokotai had no way to take Yang Pan, so he could only endure it.

"Come on, step up for eight hundred miles, let the Golden Wheel National Master rush back as soon as possible, and finally within today. Ogedai ordered loudly.

Immediately, a herald took the order.

It didn't take long for the Golden Wheel National Teacher, who was a hundred miles away, to receive the Great Khan's eight hundred miles to step up, and asked him to rush to the king's tent urgently.

This time the urging was too urgent, and the Golden Wheel National Master left his disciple and galloped to the king's tent on a fast horse alone.

At last he returned to the king's tent at noon.

"Chancellor Jinlun, see the Great Khan. His Holiness of the Golden Wheel saluted to Ogedei.

"It's good that you're back. Wokotai was so excited that he stood up and helped King Jinlun up.

"The Great Khan is in such a hurry to call his ministers back, is there something important?" asked King Jinlun first, this is the political wisdom that belongs to King Jinlun, as a subordinate, you must know how to share worries for the king, and sometimes you have to take the initiative when you should take the initiative.

"Hey, it's a long story......," Ogedai recounted in detail what had happened in the past two days to His Holiness the Golden Wheel.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King was shocked and inexplicable when he heard this.

Yang Pan actually came to the king's tent one step ahead of him?

And killed so many middle-level officers, what did he want to do?

"Great Khan, the magic knife Yang Pan is this person, strange and unpredictable, and there is nothing wrong with being moody, but he has always been a rule-abiding person, and it is unlikely that he will kill for no reason, otherwise we Mongolia would have been killed by him in the past ten years. "King Jinlun has studied Yang Pan for more than ten years, and it can be said that he knows his character and life very well.

"It makes sense, otherwise Ben Khan wouldn't have lived to this day. Wo Kotai nodded and said, if Yang Pan really wants to disobey the rules and start a madness, the whole of Mongolia will have been killed by him a long time ago, and he can't kill it in a year, can't he finish killing it in more than ten years? The total population of Mongolia is not much.

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The inn where Yang Pan lived was no longer empty at this time, and the original delicious home-cooked side dishes were gone.

However, it doesn't matter, Yang Pan has already reached the stage of Bigu, and if he doesn't eat or drink for a while, it's nothing.

Despite this, Yang Pan still cooked a home-cooked meal by himself.

At noon, a beggar came to the door, begged for some leftovers, and quietly handed over a letter to Yang Pan.

This is the strength of the beggar intelligence system.

There is a detailed list written on it, which counts thousands of ordinary people who died in the Mongols' military disaster, although not directly at the hands of the Mongols, but also because of the Mongols' robbery, starvation, forced to die, fleeing to death, there are various reasons, but the source is the Mongol invasion of the south.

"That's a lot. Yang Pan sighed, but military disasters and man-made disasters are inevitable in this era.

In addition, Yang Pan doesn't know how much water is on this list.

But forget it, these are all trivial things, whether there is water or not is the same for Yang Pan, anyway, they are all going to trouble the Mongols, and it is best to be famous.

Among the Mongol kings.

"In any case, you have to find out Yang Pan's intention before sunset, and it's best to let him stop. Otherwise our army will collapse. Ogedai said loudly.

"Yes, Great Khan. The Golden Wheel replied.

King Jinlun wasted no time, he remounted his fast horse and drove to the small county town.

On the way, I nibbled on a few mouthfuls of dry food to satisfy my hunger, poured a few mouthfuls of mare's milk to quench my thirst, and that's it.

His profound skills make him not tired for a while.

In the afternoon, King Jinlun rushed to the door of the inn, jumped off the horse, outside the inn, looked at Yang Pan sitting in the window on the second floor, was holding a book, looked at it slowly, and said with both hands: "Amitabha, the little monk Jinlun, I have seen Yang senior." The poor monk came on behalf of the Great Khan to meet your predecessors. ”

Yang Pan glanced at the Golden Wheel Dharma King downstairs, put down the book, and said, "Originally, it was the Golden Wheel National Master who came in person, and this is quite weighty. ”

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"The Golden Wheel National Teacher, he is really a genius, and he has actually practiced the Tantric Dharma Protector Divine Skill "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" to the ninth layer, which can be called the pinnacle. Except for Guru Padmasambhava, who created this miraculous skill, there are only a handful of other tantric lamas who can practice to the ninth level, and most of them are impetuous, and the end is not very good. Yang Pan commented on the head.

"Mr. praised it falsely, the little monk is ashamed, not to mention practicing the ninth layer of this "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", even if it is the tenth layer, I am afraid it is still not in the eyes of Mr. King Jinlun sighed in self-pity, the person in front of him was the first in the world in an era of suppression, and he was invincible in the real sense.

Even if Master Padmasambhava is resurrected, I'm afraid he is not Yang Pan's opponent.

"Let's talk. Yang Pan recognized the Golden Wheel as having the right to negotiate with him.

"Amitabha, thank you, sir. "The Golden Wheel Dharma King did the etiquette and walked up the stairs alone. came to Yang Pan's table and sat opposite him, a little restrained.

"Since you're here, let's talk. Yang Pan took a sip of rice wine and said with a smile.

"Here's a list, take a look at it. Yang Pan took out a list and handed it to the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

King Jinlun took a closer look and immediately understood the reason why Yang Pan came here.

"I found out that you Mongolians really don't remember to eat, it seems that the death of the Mongolian soldiers at the bottom, for you, no matter how much you die, it is not distressing, so this time I will change the class, I want to erase the middle class of the Mongolian army, see if it has any effect, if it has no effect, then erase the aristocratic class and the golden family. Yang Pan said lightly.

"Sir, please calm down. Killing won't solve the problem. After reading the list, the Golden Wheel National Master suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"I'm calm, killing won't solve the problem, I know that. Yang Pan nodded in response.

King Jinlun breathed a sigh of relief, but his next words made his back wet.

"But killing can solve the problem of the people who create it. Isn't that what you Mongols do? Since you don't listen to the advice, I have no choice but to raise the butcher's knife again for the sake of the common people in the world. Yang Pan said with a twist.

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King Jinlun really has nothing to say about this, this list, in fact, there is no need to check, he also believes that most of it is true, what is the character of the Mongolians, will he, the Mongolian national teacher, not know?

The Mongols can hold up the butcher's knife and solve the people who create problems, so why can't Yang Pan?

King Jinlun found that he had no position at all, and there was no reason to accuse and demand anything from Yang Pan.

It seems that the national teacher also understands the reason, the so-called cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant. Go back with this list, and tell your Great Khan, I will kill ten times the people on this list, and let him prepare two hundred middle-level officers for me every night, and if I kill enough for a hundred days, I will leave, otherwise I will start killing from the top, and then leave when I have killed enough. Yang Pan smiled and announced to the Golden Wheel Dharma King while drinking.

King Jinlun's face turned green, and he said loudly: "Please calm down, the little monk will go back and report to the Great Khan, the Great Khan will definitely give you an explanation, why don't you give me three days, how about it?"

"Don't say that Yang doesn't give you face, there is only one day, tomorrow at this time, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer, then don't blame Yang for killing. Yang Pan concluded with a smile.

"But can't you be accommodating for two more days?" said the Golden Wheel Venerable in a low voice

"I don't have to be accommodating, either give me an answer tomorrow, or I'll go to the Mongolian military camp now to ask for an explanation. Yang Pan gave a definite answer.

The Golden Wheel had no choice but to leave.

Mount, on a fast horse, and rush back to the king's tent.

On the way, the Golden Wheel Dharma King shouted angrily: "Bastard!"

King Jinlun is not scolding Yang Pan, but scolding those bastards who don't follow the rules, if it weren't for them, how could there be such a show?

King Jinlun understands that Yang Pan is really moving, not joking.

Yang Pan, who has not seen him for more than ten years, still looks the same, has brought fear and a huge shadow in his heart to King Jinlun.

When you come back from work and feel sleepy, it's really not good, so let's sleep for a while and get up again.

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