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Chapter sixteen found(1/2)

Compared with these small tribe alliance members with ulterior motives, Liu Mingqi has a great advantage.

That is, the group of Yulin Guards and Qianniu Guards who came out with him were all carefully selected elites, with their parents, brothers, sisters, wives and children all in the capital.

They have no reason to betray.

Not to mention that the family must have been killed afterwards. Just talking about the glory they bear, they will not be allowed to surrender to the lowly grassland people.

I am a member of the Central Plains Celestial Empire. How can I bow my head and kneel down to serve the barbarians?

So Liu Mingqi could completely trust them and post some of her orders without any scruples.

For example, he asked Xiong Dabao and Zhang Qin to tell all scouts outside that it is very likely that the enemy is ambushing in a hidden place and ask them to investigate carefully, but don’t go too far and come back to report if you have any doubts.

Then send the hot air balloon over there to check it out.

The group of people in the hot air balloon were led by Liu Mingyu. He did not appear in everyone's sight. It was good for Liu Mingqi and the others to keep secrets, so people from the small tribe alliance didn't know that there was another prince here.

The people driving the hot air balloons were all born in the family of Prince Yu’s Mansion. They lost a lot of money in Jinzhou City and Ningyuan City last time, but they were soon added.

Nowadays, every hot air balloon is dominated by veterans who have experienced such tragic months of war, so there is no shortage of courage.

In addition to receiving Liu Mingqi's new order, they also specially prepared more oil fuel and wooden grenades so that they could be used at any time in critical moments.

The hot air balloons are actually very safe. As long as they don’t fall directly to dozens of meters like they did in Jinzhou City and Ningyuan City last time, they throw hell cocktails and wooden grenades, and even the sharpshooters on the grassland can’t hit them.

Even if you shot the hot air balloon, the strength was not enough and you couldn't penetrate the expanded shell at all.

The Yulin Guards and Qianniu Guards who stayed in the tent area have not changed at the surface, but in fact they are ready.

Thanks to their very serious and meticulous tasks of protecting Liu Mingqi and Liu Mingjing, otherwise their arduous attitude would have easily aroused the suspicion of the small tribe alliance.

As for Liu Mingqi and Liu Mingjing, they were serious and worked hard with the people of the small tribe alliance.

The focus of their negotiations is still on power, obligations, and rewards.

Xue Ji Kongkong was as vicious as ever, trying his best to win things that were far beyond their strength.

Apart from this, he did not have any contact with Liu Mingqi and the others anymore.

Even if Liu Mingjing deliberately chose him and wanted to fight another match and exchange opinions, he was not fooled.

Or, he is unwilling to go too far.

From this perspective, Xue Jikongkong may also bet on both sides.

On the one hand, if Liu Mingqi and the others escaped, Xue Ji Kongkong would definitely get the greatest benefit.

On the other hand, if Liu Mingqi and the others couldn't escape, Xue Jikong would not have too much suspicion.

This is not surprising.

But Liu Mingqi still has strong vigilance towards Xue Jikongkong.

A person who can ignore his parents, wife and children is definitely a super cruel person.

Of course, perhaps it is precisely because of this that Xue Jikongkong is unwilling to be exposed.

...

One day after Liu Mingqi sent a secret letter to Zhu Tao from Ma Zecheng.

In the afternoon, several hunters in their teens to thirties were hiding among the branches of a dense tree, holding their breath to look at the countless tents not far away, the grassland people sitting outside the tent, and the thousands of horses they tied.

"Did you recognize them all?" asked an older hunter.

"Well, these people are Uighurs. Calculated from tents and horses, the number of people is no less than 8,000, and it is very likely to reach 10,000." A younger hunter replied softly.

"Things from the sun!"

Another young hunter, who was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, showed a ruthless look in his eyes: "So many people have been here silently for so long! If Lord Chengshou had not asked us to understand in depth, we would never have noticed that they were hiding here, and there were so many people! If the imperial guard passed by here and were exhausted and unable to defend, I would not know how many casualties would be!"

"Hmph, it's a pity that they are not lucky and we discovered them." The oldest hunter lowered his voice, "Have you patient, don't show your travels, wait until the night to slowly slip out."

"Know."

Several people answered first.

These Uighurs have a very keen guard mentality. In the places they hid, several patrol teams patrolled over to check.

If they weren't experienced hunters who knew to use a lot of things to hide their own actions, they would have been exposed long ago.

It is only at night that the enemy's defense will be relaxed when it is late at night. Coupled with the movements of some wild animals, the sounds they make are less likely to arouse the enemy's suspicion.

Suddenly, a young hunter said, "Dad, how do you think the city guard rewards us after we go back this time?"

"Enough of good land and money are indispensable, it is possible for each of us to become a small landlord." The oldest hunter said: "It would have been good then. Our family and the second uncle's family can live a comfortable life, and we will never have to be so hard anymore."

"I think it's good to kill the enemy in war." But the youngest hunter muttered.

"Shut up!"

His father scolded: "Be honest and don't let things happen. It is more important to pass the news back safely than anything else!"

"I know!"

The boy responded stubbornly.

...

late at night.

Huang Feiyang and Zhu Tao met these hunters in the city guard palace.

After listening to their stories, Huang Feiyang asked several times in a row, repeatedly understood the location, number of people, and surrounding situation before letting them leave.

The government office was not stingy, so Zhu Tao immediately gave them 1,000 taels of silver, and in two days he went outside the city to collect 1,000 acres of official land.

A group of hunters smiled happily.

Such a heavy reward, but they had never thought about it before.

In this border area, you can buy a lot of things for a thousand taels of silver. Even if you marry a wife to a few kids in your family, you will never be able to use it.

The same is true for fields.

Although the fields on the border are not as fertile as inland, if there are so many a thousand acres, if they are cultivated carefully, they can at least provide hundreds of people with food and drink. This is a small landlord family!

The news you get from risking your life is indeed worth the money!

Such rewards were not something Zhu Tao treated them with special preferential treatment, but the successive city guards did this.

The people in the border areas are already hard and unruly. If they want to do things, they must spend a lot of money to attract them to work hard.

If there were no price given by the city guards before and the fulfillment of their words and trustworthy words, how could so many people have investigated this time?

Compared with the lives of King De and King Wu, what is a mere little money and land?

Even if there are ten times more, the imperial court will buy it.

But there are also accidents.

Huang Feiyang originally asked several hunters to leave, but the youngest, about fifteen or sixteen years old, hesitated for a moment and bowed and said, "Two sirs, I am the most familiar with that area. If I don't dislike it, I am willing to stay and lead you... and fight the Uighurs with you!"

Huang Feiyang was stunned and then smiled: "Why do you need this? Do you know that war will kill people?"

"I'm not afraid!"

The boy said stubbornly.

His father was anxious, "Xiao Wu, why are you messing around?? Let's go quickly!!"

"I don't!" The boy ignored his father's urging and said, "Dad, I'm tired of the days of poor hunting every day. I want to make a name for myself, I want to be a general!!"

"Nonsense, General... Is the general so easy to do?" The old hunter pulled him, "We have a thousand acres of land now. After we go back, we will ask your mother to tell you a wife. With a wife, you won't think of anything else!"

"No! I want to live a life!"

The boy struggled away and knelt down at Huang Feiyang: "General, I am willing to be your scout. Life and death are destined. Please allow me to join!"

He was smart. Looking at the armor that Huang Feiyang was wearing, he knew that this general was going to wipe out the enemy.

Huang Feiyang raised his hand and stopped the old hunter from continuing to pull, saying to the young man: "Although you are not afraid of death, not everyone can do my scout. What are your abilities?"

He actually likes this young man very much. He is handsome and handsome, and his spirit is like the rising sun, which makes people happy to see.

However, if the boy had no real material, he wouldn't want him to die in vain.

The young man was overjoyed when he saw this, "Report to the general, the young man is good at hiding, has good eyesight, and can see things clearly at night. In addition, the young man is good at shooting arrows, and often shoots wild animals in the mountains. If you don't believe me, ask my father!"

Seeing Huang Feiyang's gaze turning, the old hunter could only smile bitterly, "Yes...yes, sir, my little five has been smart since childhood, and has good eyesight and archery skills, and is very tough. Once, he was injured and killed a wild boar."

"That's good!"

Huang Feiyang was relieved.

He has been in the Northwest for a long time and naturally likes hunting.

A hunter who can kill a wild boar alone is definitely a good hunter.

The more he looked at the boy, the more he liked it, and asked, "What's your name? How old are you?"

"If you go back to the general, the youngest one is Jing Chen, who is fifteen years old this year." The young man replied.

"Okay! Stand up!"
To be continued...
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