Fan Zao glanced at Ba Sheji, "Three times? Who did you pay tribute to?"

Although Fan Zao may not understand the rules of Han soldiers fighting, and the so-called "people do not adjust three times", tribute three times should be the limit of these Bashe people. After all, these Bashe people do not have any rich output in Bashan, and it is impossible for them to accumulate a lot of materials every day.

The people of Basheji naturally answered that they all paid tribute to Bashe. Because Bashe could protect them, they naturally wanted to give them to Bashe.

Fan Zao was furious and slapped the table with a bang, "How can I give it to Bashe?"

"Ba Snake is our god..." The people of Ba Snake were very confused and aggrieved, "If you don't pay tribute to God...who should you give it to?"

Fan Zao wanted to point to himself very much, but still pointed to the direction of Chengdu, "Whoever fights for you will give you to whom!"

Isn't this a very simple truth?

Basheji was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't say anything.

This question is actually very simple, but it is difficult to think that the leader of Bashe doesn't think so.

Basheji looked at Fan Zao pitifully, "Uncle..."

Fan Zao rolled his eyes, "I thought you knew a little before, why did you become like this now?"

Nabasheji said, "It's not that I don't understand! What can I do? I can't give it alone! If I agree here, the leader will turn his back and say it's my idea, and then cut me off. What should I say then?"

"What did your leader say?" Fan Zao asked.

The people of Basheji were silent for a moment, and then said intermittently, "The leader said that since the Han people took action, it would be more than the Ba people's business... The Han people like to show themselves very strong, so just give the Han people a chance to show... And the Han people like some false reputations, so you can pass it off if you give them two skins, two thatchs, etc...."

The leader of Bashe felt that Bashe had suffered so much damage and had many people died. How could he ask Bashe people to take out any supplies?

Fan Zao widened his eyes, "Are you not worried that the Han people would not help?"

Basheji replied: "The leader said, it's impossible. The Han people must help... The leader said that he suspected that these white tiger Ba people were not coming to the Bashe, but for the Han people, so the Bashe should actually block the disaster for the Han people. It was the Han people who attracted these people... So the Han people must take action..."

Alas?!

this……

It seems that saying this seems to make some sense!

However, Fan Zao frowned and thought about it, and felt that something was wrong, and then he couldn't tell what was wrong.

『…』Fan Zao was silent for a moment, and really didn’t know what to say, 『Your leader won’t worry if... then…』

Basheji smiled bitterly, "The leader said, if you don't have it, run into the mountains..."

Bashan is very big.

At least for these Ba people, Daba Mountain is big enough.

Moreover, for these Ba people who are used to living in the mountains and forests, they actually do not need too much daily necessities. In a relatively warm environment like Sichuan and Shu, there are many things to eat in the mountains and forests, and of course there are many unknown dangers. So for most Ba people, it is of course better to be able to be in a familiar place, but it is not impossible to escape to the deep mountains.

Fan Zao sighed, "I think it's better to let Buff kill your leader."

"The leader said that he could die, but the glory and purity of the God of Bashe cannot be defiled..." Basheji said, "The leader is ready. If he doesn't work, he will send someone out and make a splash, saying that the Han people will not save them when they die, and no one needs to listen to the Han people in the future..."

Fan Zao trembled for a moment, "I suddenly regretted paying attention to you in this matter... You are not my relative, but a death-seeking ghost! Do you want to make my whole family die? "

Basheji waved his hands repeatedly, "Uncle, how is this possible?"

"But you dragged me into the water now!" Fan Zao yelled. He regretted it. If he hadn't been greedy for such a little "bridge fee", he wouldn't have been to be this bridge, now...

The bridge is about to collapse!

Orange squid crust...

"Uncle...what should I do now?" Basheji asked carefully.
Chapter completed!