When leaving, he was more careful than when sneaking in. It took Lu Wusi half an hour to return to the tent where the Dinghai navy envoys rested.
As soon as he opened the tent, he felt a slight chill on his neck, and there was an extra knife on it.
The tent was dark, and Ge Qingshu's voice sounded nearby: "Lu Wusi, where have you been?"
Lu Wusi thought for a while, but before he spoke, the man holding the knife to threaten became impatient: "Boy, please tell me the truth!"
With a little force on his hand, the blade forced Lu Wusi's neck to sink. Just when Lu Wusi felt that his skin was about to be broken, Ge Qinglu accidentally stretched out his hand to stop him: "No, you have the smell of blood on you. What did you do?"
Inside the tent, Shi Mo also opened the fire fold and lit the oil lamp.
So many people around him saw the deep scars on Lu Wusi's face that were dug out by nails. One of the scars rubbed his eyeball and completely tore the lower eyelid. And the corners of his felt robe were so soaked with blood that they looked dark. Anyone who shed so much blood would lose half his life if not death.
"Did you kill someone?"
"Who did you kill?"
Ge Qingshu and Shi Mo also asked at the same time, and they lowered their voices at the same time.
One said: "Don't panic! We will take care of everything!"
Another said: "Is it possible that someone is bullying you? What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
The expressions of the two of them were a little serious, and the soldiers surrounding them were all at war with each other. This kind of pressure was enough to make Lu Wusi cry. But at this moment, he grinned and laughed: "Lak Shen Qianhu knew the news that the Great Khan was about to march westward, and planned to rush back to the grassland. He kept us today so that if there is any danger when he takes action early tomorrow morning As a matter of urgency, we can be held hostage."
"this……"
Genghis Khan's movements will of course cause chain reactions among many tribes on the grassland.
The Tatars and Zaziras, who had been forced by Genghis Khan's terrible power and kept fleeing to the east of the wild forest, now dared to attack the fourth prince Tuo Lei; Merqiti, who also surrendered to the navy because of Genghis Khan's power, The people and ancient Wang people will naturally be inspired, and then make the decision to surrender, planning to return to the grassland and live a happy and unrestrained life.
The grassland was originally built into a monolithic nomadic nation by Genghis Khan, but now there is a tendency to disperse into tribes again, and the relationship between tribes is naturally intricate. From the perspective of Ding Haijun, it is as if Press the gourd and the gourd will rise, there is no time to stop.
In this regard, Zhao Xuan and others were all negligent.
Ge Qingshu and others felt that there was something wrong with Lakshen's attitude, and they only thought that he was going to cause trouble in order to bargain with Ding Haijun and ask for more benefits. They didn't expect this either.
At this time, Lu Wusi suddenly pointed it out, and Ge Qingshu was immediately angry: "This guy wants to die!"
The surrounding soldiers asked: "General, what should we do?"
Ge Qingshu suddenly drew his sword and said with murderous intent: "What else can we do? We are polite to them, but they think we can be bullied! Let's use Mingdi and light a fire to warn. Commander Zhao's backup will be here soon. Let's rush to In Lakshen’s camp, catch them by surprise and kill him!”
All the subordinates had been sharpening their swords for a long time and immediately drew their swords. When they were about to respond, they heard Lu Wusi softly say:
"Already killed."
"Um?"
Lu Wusi lifted up the bloody robe corner and shook it: "Lakshen is dead. After I heard the news that he intended to rebel, I went to kill him, and I cut off his entire neck. This is Blood coming from his neck."
"this……"
Ge Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and Shi Mo also asked repeatedly: "How could you kill him? How did you come back after killing him?"
Lu Wusi did not hide anything, he explained one by one how he sneaked into the big tent leisurely and how he quietly killed people and then turned back.
"That is to say, when you killed someone, no one saw you. On the way back, no trace was found."
Lu Wusi nodded.
Ge Qingshu pointed to two of his subordinates: "Be careful when you go out. Put up a sentry post and don't let anyone get close."
Two capable soldiers crept out.
Shi Mo also pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "Lakshen has no heirs, and his main daily assistant is his nephew Mahamu. In addition, there are eleven strong centurions in the entire tribe, among whom The two nobles of the Merqi tribe with Lakshen are Hamaruddin and Ombu. If we don't come forward, these people may be suspicious of each other when they find out that Lakshen died suddenly tomorrow, and they will inevitably compete for control of the tribe. Control. By then, our navy will become the support that each of them must win over!"
"Is this guy over forty years old? He doesn't have a son?" Ge Qingshu asked.
Lu Wusi is more familiar with Lakshen’s details than anyone else:
"This man is not good at womanizing, so it is very difficult for his children. Master Shimo is right. The highest status person in the tribe is his nephew Mahamu, but Mahamu's father is a Wanggu man, and Mier The beggars are separated by one floor. Just looking at the status of the Meer beggars, Hamaluddin and Ombu are indeed the two highest, and they fight fiercely with each other."
"That's interesting. In that case, let's pretend we don't know. Let's watch a dog-eat-dog show tomorrow morning?"
Ge Qingshu took two steps back and forth in the tent, and suddenly saw Lu Wusi's robe through the light.
He suddenly frowned: "I forgot just now! Your felt robe is stained with blood! If there is a drop or two on the road, the black Tartars will let their dogs come to sniff it out early tomorrow morning! Who can you hide this from?"
He took a step back and looked at Lu Wusi again: "Lu Wusi, I didn't expect you to have the courage to kill someone. However, you can't hide it from others, and it's not easy to get benefits."
"The Mongols won't know who killed Lakshen Qianhu, they can't find me."
Lu Wusi said solemnly: "When I came out of the big tent, my body slid along the ditch, and the sewage had already washed away my blood. This kind of double-twisted felt clothing, the fine wool is particularly dense in the horizontal direction, and it is easy to If you take some water with you, there won't be any blood flowing along the way if you take a few steps. As long as you two military masters allow me to use the water vat and wash the felt robe, I'll be sure tomorrow..."
When he said this, Ge Qingshu could not help but said: "What is a felt robe worth? Strip it off! Burn it!"
Before Lu Wusi could react, several soldiers came up and took away his beloved felt robe. Immediately, several people stood around the fire pit and spread out the felt cloth covering the cart to prevent the firelight from being exposed. When the flames burst out in the fire pit, one person took a felt robe and threw it into the fire pit.
The red flames rolled several times, and a strange stench spread out of the tent, as well as white smoke and gray-black powder rising, making people choke and cough. Lu Wusi rushed forward violently. Seeing his first felt robe being swallowed up by the flames, he couldn't help crying.
Shi Mo was also afraid that he would cry too loudly and attract the attention of the Mongolians outside, so he quickly comforted him: "We still have these clothes, there are many! I will give you another set when we get back to Jinshan City!"
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Lu Wusi raised his head fiercely and said reluctantly: "A piece of felt like this costs twenty guan! It takes six workers to make this robe! Why was it burned!"
Shi Mo was also choked to death by him first.
Ge Qingshu shook his head repeatedly and said to the soldiers: "I can't understand this Lu Wusi anymore. What kind of person is this guy? He kills without batting an eye at one moment and cries at the other. He is obviously a slave of the Mongols, but he is also a human being." An expert in knitting wool?”
