Indeed, as Yan Song thought, as long as Zhou Yi sent a message to the Tuoba Lie tribe, Yan Kuan would naturally be sent back by the Khitans.
This time Hanhu seized the opportunity and took the initiative to ask Ying to send the half-dead Yan Kuan to Zhou Yi.
Tuo Ba Lie considered that only Yan Kuan was captured by Murong Geran, and if he sent Yan Kuan back, Zhou Yi might be unhappy, so he agreed to Han Hu's invitation.
Although Yan Kuan did not die, he suffered inhuman torture in Tuobalie's tribe. As long as a Khitan could get close to him, he would lower his eyebrows and look down like a well-behaved dog.
Hanhu put Yan Kuan on the back of a horse like a cargo, and then took his fifty most loyal cavalry and set off towards Jing'an City where Zhou Yi was located.
Yan Kuan lay on the horse and did not dare to move at all. At this moment, he was not as arrogant and domineering as he was in the capital.
On the grassland, Yan Kuan, who was tortured and bruised, couldn't even feel the slightest desire for revenge.
But when Yan Kuan entered Yongzhou, Yan Kuan began to hate Zhou Yi and Li Feiyu.
In Yan Kuan's view, the reason why he was arrested was because his cheap sworn brother Li Feiyu used his own name to seize Wuwei Pass.
Secondly, it was because those people were probably colluding with Zhou Yi. In fact, they didn't dare to kill themselves at all, they only dared to torture themselves like this.
When Hanhu led Yan Kuan into Zhou Yi's army tent, and Yan Kuan saw Han Hu respectfully saluting Zhou Yi, Yan Kuan became more sure of his suspicion.
Hanhu knelt down on one knee, performed the kneeling ceremony of a lower-ranking person in the grassland to a superior, and apologized devoutly: "The capture of this great man from your country this time is entirely the personal act of Murong Geran of our tribe. I hope Marshal Zhou won’t vent his anger on us.”
Yan Kuan was stunned on the spot when he saw this scene. The people who tortured him in their tribe were now so respectful to Zhou Yi. Yan Kuan became furious when he thought that Zhou Yi had instigated all the suffering he had suffered at the hands of the Khitans.
Yan Kuan, who was feeling hot and dizzy, said harsh words on the spot: "Okay, okay, you Zhou Yi and Zhou Xingjian, you still said you didn't collude with the Khitan dog thieves."
"After I return, I must report this matter to Your Majesty and make it known to the world that you colluded with the Khitan to collaborate with the enemy and betray the country."
Looking at Yan Kuan, who doesn't have a good piece of meat on his body, he actually dares to be so reckless and harsh at this moment!
Zhou Yi looked at Yan Kuan who was being led in by Han Hu like a fool, and thought to himself: "It's wonderful, this old boy actually dares to say harsh words!"
"Your name is Hanhu, right? Mr. Yan Kuanyan seems to think that we are colluding. If so, how about we collude for a while?" Zhou Yi said to Hanhu with a smile.
Hanhu was a smart man and responded immediately: "On our grassland, the strong have always been respected. If I can cooperate with you, Mr. Zhou, it will be my great fortune, Hanhu."
"Tell me, Mr. Zhou, what do you want me to do?"
Zhou Yi just squinted at Yan Kuan, who was holding his hands with a rope. Hanhu immediately understood and pulled out the scimitar from his waist and walked towards Yan Kuan.
Yan Kuan, who had just finished his harsh words, saw Han Hu walking towards him with a sharp steel knife, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.
"No...don't..."
Yan Kuan immediately knelt down and bowed to Zhou Yi: "Master Zhou, don't do it. You are just talking nonsense."
Seeing this, Zhou Yi smiled evilly and said to Hanhu: "Why is this happening? Mr. Yan seems to like the customs and customs of your grassland very much. In this case, I still have to trouble you to send Mr. Yan back to the grassland!"
Hanhu was also a wonderful man and immediately understood the meaning. He put away the steel knife in his hand and complained to Zhouyi: "Since Mr. Yan doesn't like his motherland, then I will take him back to the grassland and continue to experience our country." The local customs and customs.”
After saying that, Hanhu turned around and left.
Hanhu tugged hard on the leash in his hand and pulled Yan Kuan up, who was kneeling on the ground.
When Hanhu pulled Yan Kuan to the outside of the Chinese army's tent, Yan Kuan found that Zhou Yi had no intention of stopping him. Now Yan Kuan was anxious.
"Master Zhou, save me!"
Yan Kuan shouted with runny nose and tears: "Master Zhou, save me..."
"I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong... You are Chen Guo's most loyal minister, your most loyal minister!"
"What? Mr. Yan doesn't want to go to the grassland to experience their customs?"
Yan Kuan hurriedly kowtowed again, knocking his head until it was bleeding, and said: "As long as Lord Zhou doesn't put me back on the grassland, I can do whatever you want me to do!"
Zhou Yi glanced at Qian Xiaohao beside him and asked him to get a pen and paper and bring it to Yan Kuan on the spot.
"This time, my Mighty Guards spent a lot of effort to rescue the military envoy. This military merit is reported to the imperial court..."
Yan Kuan immediately took the paper and pen and said with a smile: "I personally drafted this military merit memorial for the soldiers of the Mighty Guard."
Yan Kuan's first draft of the military merit memorial was written in a crooked and ugly way because his body was weak due to torture, his hands were constantly shaking, and his handwriting was crooked and ugly.
Zhou Yi was very dissatisfied after reading it and tore up the unfinished memorial memorial.
"Sir, the character you wrote is so crooked that others thought it was me, Zhou Yi, who forged it. If you don't want to write it, then don't write it!"
"Willing to write, willing to write."
Yan Kuan quickly used his other hand to grab the hand holding the pen, trying to make his handwriting as neat as before.
When writing down the number of enemies killed, Yan Kuan glanced at Zhou Yi subconsciously.
"Master Soldier and Horse Commander, what do you think I have done? Write down these military exploits realistically!"
Yan Kun immediately nodded like garlic and wrote in the petition for meritorious service that the mighty guard army beheaded 10,000 enemy soldiers and self-inflicted 800 soldiers.
Zhou Yi looked at this neatly written memorial with true feelings revealed in the text. He was very satisfied with it and immediately let his soldiers go to Yan Kuan for treatment and recuperation.
After Yan Kuan walked out, Zhou Yi asked Qian Xiaohao: "Is there anyone among the Khitan soldiers who is good at Long Yang's creation?"
Qian Xiaohao's anus tightened when he heard this, and he couldn't help but secretly feel sad for Yan Kuan.
After seeing Qian Xiaohao nodding lightly, Zhou Yi showed an evil smile and said: "When his injury is better, put him together with a few Khitan people who are good at Longyang Pi."
Hanhu, who was still nearby, saw Zhou Yi's operation, his eyes suddenly widened, and he thought secretly in his heart: "Can such an operation be possible?"
"Hanhu, right? You worked so hard to bring him here this time. Xiaohao, please take him down to rest!"
Zhou Yi was polite and prepared to send Han Hu away. But Na Hanhu walked up to Zhou Yi and knelt down on one knee again.
