After hearing Zhao Ping's words, the two people's expressions changed drastically.
They can despise the royal family, but they dare not despise the little saint.
Ami glanced at Abing, bowed his hands and said cautiously: "Little saint, we are willing to bury the great ghost master and general here, but there is one condition."
"That's right, we dare not disobey the little saint's order, but can we give you another set of Xianjia plate armor?" Of course A Bing knew what A Mi was thinking, and he also bowed his hand and said cautiously.
The two tribes were defeated by Ashan and were only given three sets, while Ashan's tribe had four sets and was very angry.
Now the little saint asked them to bury their father and subordinates here, and he just put forward the conditions.
A smile appeared on Zhao Ping's lips. Zhaojiazhuang had at least a thousand sets of Xianjia plate armor. He didn't expect that the two tribes would pay so much attention to it.
Two sets of Xianjia plate armor is nothing more than a piece of cake for Zhaojiazhuang.
He nodded and said calmly: "Okay, you two tribes, for the sake of your loyalty and filial piety, one tribe will give you another set."
"Thank you, little saint. We will bury my father and general in the royal family." Ami and Abing breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed with great joy.
Now not only the Ashan tribe has four sets, but their two tribes finally have four sets of Xianjia plate armor.
Zhao Ping had a smile on his lips and looked back at Ah Shan: "Ah Shan, how many troops are you willing to send to fight the Hu this time?"
"Little saint, I am willing to lead five thousand soldiers and horses to fight against the barbarians." Ashan knelt down on one leg and replied loudly.
Upon hearing this, Ami was dumbfounded for a moment and stood there as if turned to stone, with his mouth wide open and unable to close it for a long time.
A Bing was not much better. In an instant, his whole body was as nervous as a stone, and his heart sank as if it was filled with cold lead.
The two of them never expected that while the three families were advancing and retreating together, this Ah Shan would actually go it alone regardless of the life and death of both families.
It's okay for you to go it alone, but five thousand soldiers and horses are your entire family, don't you even want the tribe?
Ah Bing licked his dry lips, swallowed hard and said: "Ah Shan, you only have a thousand standing troops. These five thousand troops are your tribe's people. If you defeat these, your tribe will be destroyed." No more."
Most of the soldiers and horses from Qi State are real-time military and civilian tactics, serving the people in peacetime and the army in wartime.
"Have you thought about the two great ghost masters? If the barbarians defeat Dali, the next step is to conquer Qi Kingdom." A faint smile appeared on Ah Shan's face, looking at A Bing and A Mi with burning eyes.
A Bing and A Mi glanced at each other, and their eyes fell on Zhao Ping.
He thought for a while and couldn't help but said: "Isn't there a little saint and royal soldiers and horses in this one?"
"The little saint only has 10,000 soldiers and horses, and the royal family only has 2,000 soldiers and horses." Ah Shan smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking at the two people with an expression of obvious disappointment, "Besides, the little saint traveled thousands of miles and personally led the soldiers and horses, how can we even Are you not as good as a little saint?"
"But the little saint has more than just these soldiers and horses, and he only brought a very small number of soldiers and horses here." Ami rolled his eyes and realized that Zhao Ping only brought 10,000 soldiers and horses, so he immediately retorted.
Although they, the young ghost masters, did not participate in the Song Dynasty's Juren Examination, they actually studied a lot and were almost able to pass the Juren Examination.
Every tribe in Qi State has subscribed to the "Da Song Zhonghua Newspaper", let alone these large tribes.
Ah Shan put a smile on his lips, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Although the little saint only brought 10,000 soldiers and horses, they were all cavalry. Besides, there are hundreds of thousands of barbarian soldiers in Xi County. Could it be that there are hundreds of thousands of barbarians there?" Don’t people need to resist?”
"This is indeed needed, but, but," Ami stammered and quibbled, "but, ten thousand soldiers and horses are too few."
Ah Shan's lips curved into a sarcastic smile: "If the little saint brought twenty to thirty thousand soldiers and horses, what do you think? Could it be that he came to destroy the country of Qi?"
"This, this." Ami's mind was very flexible, and he came up with another reason, and wanted to make his final struggle, "Zi Qi's advantage is that there are many mountains, and even if the Hu people have many cavalry, they can't take advantage of it. "
Ashan's lips curved into a teasing smile: "The barbarians defeated us here in Qi State. Was it your jars or jars that we smashed?"
"Ah Shan, we still have the Great Wall and the stockade, which is a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack." Seeing that A Mi had nothing to say, A Bing took action.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Ashan's face: "Do you know what is the biggest weakness of Ziqi Kingdom?"
"What's the weakness?" A Bing looked stunned and looked at A Mi.
Ami shook his head, indicating that he didn't know: "I don't think Zi Qi has any weaknesses. Everyone is brave and all the people are soldiers."
After saying that, he couldn't help but raise his neck, look up at the sky, and laugh proudly.
Ah Shan smiled jokingly at the corner of his mouth: "All the people are soldiers? I think it's a loose sand. The barbarians are coming. It's very simple. Just defeat them one by one."
Ami and Abing looked at each other and smiled bitterly at each other.
Zi Qi was indeed brave and warlike, but the royal family did not have absolute authority.
The little ghost master has no problem, but the middle ghost master doesn't listen to the instructions and can't give orders to the big ghost masters like them.
"I can send all my troops. How many troops can you send?" It's not easy for the little saint to ask. Ashan can directly ask on the little saint's behalf.
Ami rolled his eyes, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Ah Shan, it's not that we don't want to send troops, we really want to keep our filial piety."
"That is, as a son, filial piety comes first." A Bing was extremely happy and praised A Mi, but said with an extremely serious face.
"As a son, filial piety comes first, as it should be." Ashan bowed his hands and nodded.
Ami and Abing looked at each other. Although they didn't speak, their eyes were full of pride.
The two of them bowed their hands and said, "As it should be."
A Shan's lips curved into a smile, and he said lightly: "Master of Heaven and Earth, I wonder if you two have heard of it?"
"Of course, we have heard of it." Ami replied impatiently.
A faint smile appeared on Ashan's face: "Which one is bigger, you or your wife?"
"Of course Jun is bigger." Ami's proud smile suddenly became dull, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Ah Shan nodded, looked at the two of them with burning eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "You two young ghost masters, since you are the bigger king, why don't you obey His Highness's edict?"
"But, but, we still have to keep our filial piety." Ami licked his dry lips and said unwillingly.
A faint smile appeared on Ashan's face: "This is simple, you can just hand over the troops and horses to me. This is how you have both loyalty and filial piety."
Zhao Ping was drinking tea on the side with a faint smile on his face.
This Ah Shan is pretty good. Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, but he also speaks in a reasonable manner. He can control the two young ghost masters with just a few words.
Ami looked at each other, and this time he smiled truly bitterly.
Not sending troops would be against the king's will, but if sending troops, what should I do if I have to observe filial piety?
The key point is that if Ashan is allowed to lead the army, wouldn't it mean that Liu Bei borrowed Jingzhou and never returned it?
