With a shout, the torches in the woods shook, and red light swayed. A group of men rushed out. Some picked bows and arrows, while others carried scimitars, and were black and scattered. Although they were strong, most of them had band legs. They ran very strangely. Their skin color and facial features were also very different from the Han costumes on their bodies. Some even put on makeup, which made them look even more inconsistent. The leader was wide shoulders and strong, and they were extremely tall. They could be said to be majestic. However, when they went down to the beach, the torches around them shone brightly. They were wearing a yellow double-sized outer hat, a big red shiny satin dress, a green silk strap, a small green sweat towel tucked under the collar, and a thin cowhide boot under the foot. Not to mention whether it was a combination or not, this combination alone was like a cow wearing a flower jacket, which looked very funny.

Fang Hong's face, Skinny and other thieves were surrounded by these "outsiders" and were so scared that they fought with their legs. They threw their swords and raised their hands over their heads. They all learned to stutter: "Stop, throw, throw, surrender..."

Chang Sihao's eyes remained unfamiliar with the big man wearing a cap. As he looked at it, he suddenly became happy and shouted, "Wuenqi, is it you?"

The big man was all focused on Huo Li Guwen. He was obviously stunned when he heard this. He blinked his eyes and walked forward a few steps. He used the fire to see Chang Sihao's face and was also happy: "It's you,"

Chang Sihao threw the female thief to the side, put the sword in the sheath, came over and held it with him in his hands, and smiled and said, "Do you want to marry a wife in this outfit? I can't recognize it,"

"Hahaha," Uenqi smiled and stretched his arms outstretched, holding him in his arms.

Chang Sihao thought he was passionate at first, but when he realized that something was wrong, he found that his fingers were already squeezing behind him, and then he put his legs upwards, wrapping them around him like a koala. He felt a little amused: "Wuenqi, what are you doing?"

Wu Enqi hugged him tightly: "I'm sorry, I can't do anything," he turned his head and shouted. His Tartars rushed up, and the bows and arrows shot towards Huoli Guwen and his gang like raindrops. At the same time, several came to grab the young man. The Hu monks waved their arms to block and retreat, and threw the red felt on their bodies as if they were flying around like butterflies.

The young man yelled, shaking his hands repeatedly, obviously signaling everyone to stop. The Tartars attacked for a moment, and were a little confused when they saw this scene and stopped moving again. The young man shouted, "Wuenqi, benefactor, mine, don't let go soon,"

A roar passed, but I saw the bright moon in the sky, the sound of water, the leaves brushed the wind, and everyone on the beach was quiet.

Wu Enqi looked left and right, and saw everyone's eyes looking at him, his face turned red, and his hands and feet loosened and fell to the ground.

Chang Sihao asked: "What's going on?"

Wu Enqi bowed to the young man with one knee and talked to him in Mongolian language. The young man looked at Chang Sihao while he was talking, and seemed to have made some confirmation. His face showed joy. Wu Enqi also seemed to have received permission. He turned around and sighed at Chang Sihao and said, "I am thankful for your rescue. The little prince told me not to hide it. This time I sneaked into Ming Dynasty. I was ordered by the Khan to escort the little prince to Dongting to meet Ji Yeping, the head of Juhao Pavilion, and discuss the joint advance of the five parties. Unexpectedly..."

Chang Sihao: "Five directions advance,"

Wu Enqi said: "We received a letter from Juhao Pavilion, saying that it was the Ola, Tibet, and Tuman people who had prepared their troops and horses, and were preparing to work with them to jointly build the Ming Dynasty. Once successful in the future, they would divide the world into four parts. They occupied most of the Central Plains and the banks of the Yangtze River. The people who returned to Liaodong and Liaoxi, the people who returned to Zhasaktu Khan, the people who returned to Zhasaktu in Sichuan and Yunnan, the Bahan, Yarkand, and the Tulupan were returned to Choros Khan. If we also sent troops, after the matter was completed, the Khan would be in trouble outside of Shanxi and Shaanxi.

We have mostly occupied it, and many places have built Bansheng City. It was originally our territory to be distributed to us. Isn't that a joke? Besides, Yarkand and Tulupan are so vast and vast. According to this division, wouldn't the Oirat have to ride on us again? After discussion, since other families have sent troops, the Tatars cannot fall behind, so we were sent to the meeting. Unexpectedly, they met Huo Li Guwen halfway, and he actually kidnapped the little prince by him."

Chang Sihao thought that if there was such a division, what would be left of the Ming Dynasty? Ji Yeping's move was purely a treason. Unexpectedly, this new generation of Juhao Pavilion Master was so unbearable. Looking at the young man, he felt strange and asked: "Altan Khan has such a young son," Wu Enqi shook his head: "No, this little prince was born to the third son of the Khan, Tiebettyji, and was Altan Khan's grandson..." Chang Sihao hurriedly asked: "Could he just take Hannaji,"

The young man was extremely happy to hear that he could even name his name. He hurried over and enthusiastically took Chang Sihao's hand: "My benefactor, often Wu Enqi said that your friend is good and he is very good at falling. He is not convinced by others." Chang Sihao smiled and nodded, looking up and down, thinking that this was the little grandson who was extremely favored by Altan. He looked thin and tender skin and tender flesh, but his bones were hard. He was a man. He reached out and patted his shoulder and turned to Huo Liguwen and asked: "National Master, since you all want to be allies to attack my Ming Dynasty, why should you arrest him?"

Huo Li Guwen saw that he had a very special relationship with Wu Enqi and pondered: "This... the little monk was given the help of the marquis, and he should have told him everything in truth, but this matter is related to the national system. I forgive the little monk..."

Han Naji became irritable, pointed at Huo Li Guwen and shouted, saying that they were all Mongolian words, Chang Sihao did not understand a single sentence. Hearing Wu Enqi's remarks and translations, he realized that after Han Naji said that he was kidnapped, he heard the conversation between Huo Li Guwen and his gang, saying that he wanted to give him to Master Chi Li as a gift. Chang Sihao asked, "Master Chi Lie, is it the fundamental master of the White Sect, Danzeng Chi Lie?" Wu Enqi nodded: "I heard that this five-party talks were the representative sent by him by the representative of the Zangba Khan,"

Chang Sihao thought that in terms of age, Han Naji was still younger, but since Altan wanted him to inherit his Khan's throne, it was reasonable to send him out to do this major event. Danzeng Chilie is the supreme leader of the White Sect, and even Danbasanton is just a guardian of his command. Tibet can send such a prominent figure. It seems that the Tibetan Bahan also attaches great importance to this five-sided talks, but Tibet is also an ally of the Tatars. Huo Liguwen captures Han Naji to Master Chilie, which is even more strange.

Uenqi saw his confusion and further explained that there were several major Buddhist factions in Tibet, among which the White and Red Cults were close friends and resisted the Huang Cult. Huoliguwen was worshipped under the Red Cult when he entered Tibet to study Buddhism. After returning, he also spread the Red Cult Buddhism in Oirat. Under the exclusion of the Red and White Cults, the Huang Cult had to seek help from outside, so he spread the doctrine into Tatars, which made Hannaji and the leader of the Yellow Cult Sonam Gyatso, especially. Therefore, this is one of the reasons why Huoliguwen took action to capture him. Oirat had died first and declined and was often invaded by Tatars. Huoliguwen did this to show good to Bai Cults, but also to be kind to the Tibetan Bahan. In this way, the Oirat and Tibet joined forces, and the Tatars dared not move troops easily.

Chang Sihao glanced at the red felt clothes on Huo Liguwen's body, and recalled Danbaston's white clothes and Sonam Gyatso's yellow hat and yellow robe, and understood them all. He thought that these foreign tribes were united in politics and religion, and there were conflicts between countries and religious conflicts between religions. It was really messy. He also remembered that the destruction of the White Lotus Sect was also the result of Jiajing's worship of Taoism. The dignified Ming Shangguo was not much better, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

Huo Li Guwen was listening to Wu Enqi's words, frowned repeatedly, and seemed to disagree. At this moment, he saw that there was a gap, so he couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Little Prince, the commander Mingjian: Tatars and Ola are brothers. How can the little monk join forces with outsiders to deal with his own family? It's really because Sonam Gyatso is unrighteous and turns black and white. He slandered the disciples of the Red and White Sects of the Red and White Sects for not following the rules and becoming a rat crossing the street in Tibet, so he went deep into Tatars and spreading trouble to you people who don't know the inside story. Although the little monk's forced request was rude, this was to hope that the little prince could recognize the truth. Secondly, he also hoped that Altan Khan could turn back in time, so that the Tatars could fall into the hands of cult demons."

Hannaji was so angry that he shouted: "Catch me, you are nonsense... Grandpa, my... want to threaten... think,"

There are the main characters in Mongolian language, and there are often inversions compared to Chinese. For example, "his father is so-and-so", which means "father is so-and-so". It is difficult to understand Hannaji in Mongolian grammar to speak Chinese, but it is urgent and annoying at this time, and it is even more messy. Huo Liguwen shook his head and made a loud defense. The two of them became more and more intense, and they both used Mongolian language. Jiligulu seemed to be boiling the pot. The Tartars in the distance saw that the momentum was wrong, and each held a scimitar and stirred up the turmoil. The Hu monks behind Huo Liguwen also held their chests and strengthened their warnings.

Chang Sihao could not understand anything, but his heart calmed down instead. He looked around while pondering, stepped forward and stood between them, suppressed the debate between the two with his arms, cleared his throat slightly, and said loudly: "Master Huo Li, I understand the prince of Han, your ideas. No matter what conflicts you have with each other, the ultimate goal is to unite to attack my Ming Dynasty. Since I have broken this matter, I have to take you to see the official," and said, drawing my sword out of the sheath.

The clouds are moving high in autumn, the moon is full in the heart of the sky, and the "Ten Miles of Time" is slanted by the sky, pointing to the earth, facing the nine-sky ice wheel, a river of bright moon, and the orange light leaps on the sword body as bright as a mirror, as if the bonfire of a hero has burned into the sword.

Huo Ligu gently made Hannaji quiet immediately. After looking at each other, he felt a little bit of a common hatred for the enemy.

The Hu monks saw that the scene was wrong and pointed their weapons at Chang Sihao. However, seeing that the Han people and the national teacher were too close to each other, they did not dare to move for a while. Wu Enqi opened his lips lightly, as if he was about to say something, and his face showed a embarrassed expression.

Chang Sihao's eyes swept across and sighed: "But to be honest, I am here alone today. There are masters like Master Huo Li, and Commander Wu Enqi and his 100 brothers. They can't beat four hands with both fists. Only the sword will be abandoned and will be killed or cut. They will be listened to the emperor." As he said that, he gently threw the sword to the ground, then he knelt down at Yue's knees, and raised his wrists to the tie.

This made everyone present stunned. Han Naji was stunned for a moment. He quickly picked up the sword, knelt in front of him and held his head high, and said with a thick red neck: "Save my benefactor, good friends, how can you harm me? Never do you?" Seeing his master like this, Uenqi also broke his knees to his side, and waved his hand to shout. The Tartars around him put aside their weapons and knelt down.

Huo Liguwen shook his body, chanting the Buddha's name softly, and said, "The Marquis saved me three times and never died. How can the little monk repay the grudge? The Marquis invites you quickly to avoid the evil of the monk." As he said that, he also approached and bowed to Chang Sihao. The monks behind him looked at each other and knelt down with suspicion. There was only Fang Hong's face on the entire beach. The thin man and others stood straight, their faces full of fear. The urine dripped along the legs of the pants. The female thief rubbed her thick neck and shook her fat cheeks. Looking left and right, she couldn't tell where the backs were singing.

"You can't do this for both of you,"
Chapter completed!