Xu Duo said: "King Xiang is cruel and unkind. He raised more than a dozen wolves in the manor at the end of last year. He will try to eat people in the future."
Liu Bowen: "I heard that those wolves now eat dozens of kilograms of meat in one meal. Sometimes they also eat chicken breasts and eggs, and drink milk. It's really extravagant and wasteful."
The key is to eat better than him!
This is really unreasonable! !
This was the first time that Lao Zhu heard about this. He picked his ears and asked Zhu Bai: "What the hell? Treason, please come out and make it clear."
Zhu Bai was helpless and said: "It's not a wolf, it's the foreign hunting dog cub that I bought from Guangdong last year."
Xu Duo: "Impossible. Those wolves weigh fifty or sixty kilograms now when they are young. How can they grow to a hundred kilograms when they reach adulthood? And their ears are big and upright, their fur is black and gray, their mouths have long pointed teeth, and their eyes are fierce. They are wolves. .”
It's actually a German Shepherd.
These people have never seen it before, so they are making a fuss.
It’s not that he has to be extravagant. The eating habits of our foreign dogs are different from those of native dogs who can become very active just by eating leftovers. Besides, he was raised for a purpose, not just for fun.
Zhu Bai felt that he couldn't explain clearly, so he simply didn't bother to explain. He showed off the rogue style of "Little King of Hell": "You can just say so. I use my own place and my own money to raise money. Whatever I raise is my business. Do you care?"
The other Yanguan officials who had planned to watch the play suddenly became angry, jumped up and spitted, yelling: "The King of Xiang assists the prince, and must set an example by being diligent, frugal and simple. Such extravagance and indulgence is not good for the world."
"I beg the emperor to take back King Xiang's land. His vassal is in Changsha and he should not own such a large piece of land as Yingtian."
The father and son, Lao Zhu and Zhu Bai, each held their arms and watched Yan Guan yell.
Seeing that Lao Zhu was silent, Yan Guan called out for a few words and then stopped.
Lao Zhu raised his eyebrows at Zhu Bai: "Give us a reasonable explanation."
Zhu Bai said calmly: "This kind of dog is loyal and brave, intelligent and understanding of human nature, and can understand instructions. The key is that it has a particularly good sense of smell and is good at tracking. It is especially suitable as a hunting dog."
Lao Zhu understood instantly: Good boy, you are going to use this to find Wang Baobao.
The generals present also understood, and then they were very excited and rubbed their hands: Damn, this is good. Why didn't I think of that before?
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More than a month later, Lan Yu and the others also arrived at the Xifan border.
In fact, after the military rations were transported to Shaanxi, they were placed in the warehouses of various government bureaus so that Lan Yu and the others could access them nearby.
The ignorant Xifan people rushed to seek death, and then they were taught the power of the Ming Dynasty's mysterious weapons.
The long black tube can spit fire, make loud noises like thunder and dazzling light like lightning.
Anyone targeted by it will surely die.
The timid tribe surrendered immediately, and the leader asked someone to send a letter of surrender, saying that horses would be exchanged for tea according to the standards of previous years.
Mu Ying asked Lan Yu: "What do you think?"
Lan Yu said: "They fell too fast."
Although the fire cannons were very powerful, the Xifan people had united so many tribes to rebel and made such determination, so they surrendered too easily.
Mu Ying smiled: "Yes, so they must be pretending to surrender."
Xifan asked to surrender outside the city, but Mu Ying said that only the leader could enter the city alone and could not bring weapons.
Then the tribe of Ziphan hesitated.
The leader felt that if he went alone, he was going to give away people's heads.
Mu Ying and others felt that Xifan had a guilty conscience and must have faked his surrender.
So he froze.
Wang Baobao suddenly appeared in this tribe again.
Leader: "I know you are here to persuade me not to surrender. You don't need to say any more. We have suffered enough from you."
Wang Baobao: "No, no, no, I'm here to persuade you to surrender, and you must surrender very sincerely."
The leader looked confused: "Ang?"
Wang Baobao: "Those soft-footed shrimps in the Ming Dynasty don't know how to fight at all. None of the Ming Dynasty generals who fought with me can defeat me."
Everyone thought to themselves: Of course, because you have been running away. Those awesome people in Ming Dynasty want to fight you. Lan Yu has been looking for you for how long, but you accepted the challenge.
Wang Baobao: "They just have powerful weapons, such as Yanling knives, and most recently this firearm."
The leader was surprised: "You actually know Mr. Wang?"
Wang Baobao: "Yes, it was in the Song Dynasty, and they were beaten to pieces by us Mongols. These Han people picked up the things they had before, so it is obvious that they are at the end of their rope and there is no other way. If these things get into the hands of us Mongols Here, we can definitely take back the country from the Han people. If the leader is afraid, put on armor, and I will personally lead people to follow you into the city to protect you."
These words are half true and half false.
The Song Dynasty had fire blunderbuss, but the fire blunderbuss used by Lan Yu and the others now are much more advanced than those in the Song Dynasty.
If these people go there, they will most likely die.
But his goal was to get the fire blunderbuss and the wild goose feather knife.
Nothing else matters.
Only he, who had narrowly escaped death in Xi'an on New Year's Eve, knew this. Although this fire blunderbuss is easy to use, its biggest drawback is that it is slow to reload.
And, he asked about it.
Lan Yu and the others only have forty muskets. As long as the person in front blocks the first shot, he can rush forward, grab the musket, and kill them with a knife, leaving no trace behind.
The leader of the small tribe sent a message saying that he could enter the city, but to ensure his own safety, he had to bring fifty people with him.
When the Ming Dynasty wanted to open the city gate, no Ming soldiers were allowed within a hundred steps of the city gate, and they surrendered within a hundred steps of the gate.
When they enter the city, they will dismount and carry no weapons.
Lan Yu and Mu Yingyi discussed: We have fire guns, but we are afraid that they are stupid.
One is the one who can surrender. If there is any fraud, kill him as a warning to others!
Then they wrote back: "Okay! Come quickly, we won't wait until the deadline."
The next day, the small leader of Xifan brought fifty people into Ningxia City.
Wang Baobao walked last with ten people.
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty had already received orders to stand ready and ambush in the dark. If anything went wrong, they would be killed with firecrackers.
When the leader walked thirty steps away from Mu Ying and Lan Yu, the Ming guard shouted: "Stop there, kneel down and beg for mercy."
Although the leader was unwilling to do so, he could only grit his teeth secretly and kneel down.
Wang Baobao shouted from behind: "The dog thieves of the Ming Dynasty actually ambush the soldiers. This is obviously a trap. Capture the thief first and capture the king! Capture Lan Yu and Mu Ying."
The Xifan soldiers were already nervous, but upon hearing such a shout, they immediately rushed towards Lan Yu and Mu Ying.
Lan Yu cursed: "Damn you, it's really a scam."
Mu Ying waved her hand.
The ambushing soldiers immediately rushed up and aimed at the Xifan people with blazing guns.
Gunfire rang out and fire flashed.
The Xifan people who were at the front fell down.
Wang Baobao was retreating because he saw two rows of gunmen.
The front row was shooting just now, and the back row was waiting.
Now the front row retreats to the back row to reload, and the back row becomes the front row to shoot.
Repeatedly.
