After the Khan came to have more than two hundred helpers, the situation in the royal court was a bit delicate.

The small tribes that had taken refuge with Wan Shu and others gathered together to discuss something, and the looks they looked at were not right.

"The smartest person in each tribe either becomes a think tank or a leader. The herdsmen are always stupid. They only know how to herd and herd every day...

Without their leader, they become a flock of sheep without a leader, and a dog can rule them all.

Therefore, whenever a tribe is gathered, their leader must be killed for this reason." General Tanzhou looked at the little leaders and said, "They are all smart people."

"Then, keep it first?" Wan Shu asked.

If these people stay, they can bargain with Tanzhou.

"When it's done, kill them all!" the general said as casually as if he was going to crush a few ants.

"But now we have to bring them back first." Zhuo Ding didn't like his gesture.

"There are more than two hundred people. At first glance, they look like down-and-out people who have been wandering for a long time, but they are quite fierce." The general said: "Those small tribes hesitated because of them. Send you and other good men under your command to provoke, to defeat them.

Afterwards, anyone who dares to comment will be killed.

Yes, yes, establish your authority!"

The general stood up with bright eyes.

"go!"

Everyone bowed their heads under his eyes, "Take orders."

Naturally, an ordinary general cannot make them bow their heads, but behind this man is He Lianrong, the Tanzhou Army, and Daliao.

Each person's symbol is different. They all seem to be human, but their foreheads are artificially labeled.

Rich people, high-ranking officials, generals...these labels represent different symbols.

rich!

Have the right!

Fierce!

When people meet a person, they will consciously or unconsciously comment on the label on their forehead as above, and then change the way they deal with them according to their status.

In order to survive, chameleons have evolved the ability to change their body color and adapt to their surrounding environment.

In order to survive, human beings have also evolved the ability to talk to people and ghosts.

They appear to be different, but in reality they reach the same goal through different paths.

There is no shame in living just for the sake of food.

Dozens of masters gathered together and immediately went to the king's tent to provoke and curse.

The leaders of the small tribes stopped whispering.

"This is about to take action."

"Made for us to see."

"Those people look fierce."

"Let's see!"

"What if those people are defeated?"

"Then, it's better to go to Tanzhou."

The strength of both sides is roughly equal. At this time, the more than two hundred people are a weathervane, allowing those who are hesitant to choose their position.

"look!"

"Hey! Up!"

"Well done for slapping that guy!"

"The guard fought back, no, he used a knife!"

"Fuck! Killed someone!"

In front of the king's tent, a guard beheaded a provocateur and shouted: "There is a provocation!"

"What the hell! Who?"

The street gangsters came out.

"Do it!"

There was no reason to explain. I don't know who shouted first, and then the two sides started fighting.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

"Later, a small group of men and horses rushed to kill, pretending to be a small conflict. When they approached the king's tent, a large group of men and horses were dispatched together, catching Xin Wuji off guard!"

The arrangements made by the generals can be said to be watertight. Even when He Lianrong came, he would praise him: I have such a wise man under my command?

"Later..."

The general is still making arrangements.

However, Wan Shu and others' expressions did not change.

"What's...what's going on?"

The general turned around.

I saw a group of people lying down in front of the king's tent.

It's all their people.

The group of street gangsters were staring at this side with unfinished intent.

His eyes are fierce and he wants to choose someone to eat!

"Put the pole up!"

After roaring angrily, Dangya came out and drove away Xin Wuji's henchmen with punches and kicks.

"Look what they have done! What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get the stakes. Go quickly!"

"oh!"

Xin Wuji's confidants looked back at the group of big men as they ran.

With these gangsters around, I feel so safe!

"What do you want to do?"

"Putting up poles, isn't this Yang Gou's method?"

"These people have learned it from wandering around."

"How dare you!" Wan Shu led people up.

"You don't stop even after eating!" Boss Yang was very angry and led people out.

"retreat!"

The general gave the order decisively.

"Why?" Wan Shu's eyes turned red, "Those were my good men. If they are all gone, who can I rely on to suppress the tribe?"

"Retreat!" The general stared at him, "How dare you disobey?"

Wan Shu's eyes flickered a few times, "Back off!"

He kicked a sergeant away and walked away cursing.

The general watched him go away coldly, and the accompanying sergeant behind him said: "He suffered relatively heavy losses."

"It's good for him."

"Why?"

"As soon as these good hands are in his hands, his head will be in danger. What you want is a group of dogs, not a group of dogs wearing armor."

On the opposite side, Boss Yang also returned to the king's tent.

He Lianyan followed him in and served him dinner.

"You eat too."

Yang Xuan pointed to the opposite side, and He Lianyan sat down and said, "Why didn't Mr. Lang take action just now? I thought he would win if he took action just now."

"Ouch!"

The erection of poles outside began, and the screams were horrific.

Yang Xuan was as calm as if he were in an ancient temple deep in the mountains, and the surroundings were so quiet that it made one feel drowsy.

"What I want is a useful southern part of town."

If both sides fight, even if this side wins, what will the southern part of the town do with heavy casualties?

"So, Xin Wuji is very lucky, right? Lang Jun." Helian Yan smiled charmingly.
To be continued...