Chapter 1087 Angry and helpless

"How is that possible?" Ogedei asked in surprise. This was the heavily guarded Mongolian commander, with sixteen battalions around it protecting the safety of the commanderer.

The commander's guard is particularly strict, and it is difficult for those martial arts masters who come and go to get in without being discovered.

"Returning to the great knight, this is a true and true matter." The leader of the report said loudly.

"You will immediately send a letter to Master Jinlun and ask him to come back as soon as possible. Now call on the masters of Tantric Buddhism to accompany Ben Khan to see the body." Ogedei immediately ordered that the person who could quietly touch the military camp and kill people must be a martial arts master, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be silently uncovered.

After a while, dozens of Tantric masters protected Ogedei to the crime scene.

It is precisely because of the tantric masters in the military camp that the martial arts masters in the Central Plains martial arts world cannot easily touch the military camp without being discovered.

Not long after, Ogedei arrived at the crime scene and checked one military account at the other.

The corpses in the tent are basically the same, and the cause of death is that they are scratched by someone's neck in their sleep.

"Damn it, you can wipe away so many people's necks overnight without being discovered. A person who takes action is definitely a top expert. Can the masters see some clues?" said several big lamas around Ogedei.

These great lamas are all top experts in Tantric Buddhism, second only to the Golden Wheel National Master.

He has always been guarding around the tent and protecting the safety of Ogedei.

"Amitabha, Khan, be careful. It is absolutely not easy for people to do it. If you have more wounds, it will touch the most natural reaction of the human body, and it will make people scream. If you have less, it will not kill people and will also cause artificial screams. From the wounds, it can be seen that this person is a terrible master," a great lama said. There is nothing wrong with that. People who can do this don't know how many people they have to kill to grasp the degree, because everyone is different.

Therefore, these wounds look the same. In fact, if you compare them carefully, you will find that there are subtle differences in each wound.

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These subtle differences cannot be seen by ordinary people, and even the most experienced coroner can't be distinguished.

Only top Tantric masters whose spirit is different from ordinary people can see it.

"Khan, you'd better send someone to the surrounding area to check it out to see if there are any experts here. You can always find a trace of clues." A big lama said with a reminder.

Ogedei was not stupid. After hearing this, he immediately understood and did not ask any more questions. He directly ordered: "Come, send someone to check all the information of all outsiders within a radius of hundreds of miles."

After Ogetai issued the order, he spoke and tentatively said: "Master means, what level of master is the visitor?"

"With this method of killing people, there will be no trace of coming and going. The person who comes is at least a top-notch powerful man of the level of one sword and five wise men." The great lama told the truth.

"Hiss-How could it be?" When Ogedei heard the four words "one sword and five wonders", he immediately thought of the magic sword Yang Pan. This figure was simply a huge shadow in the hearts of the Mongolians.

The reason why the progress of the Eastern Expedition in Mongolia was slow was that this person existed, which led to many effective means in Mongolia. For example, the most useful one was to drive away the people to attack the city, or use the resources of the Central Plains people to meet Mongolia's logistics needs.

These methods cannot be used. Once they are used, they will inevitably be unable to control the soldiers under their command to start killing.

This will lead to the magic sword Yang Pan holding up the butcher's knife again.

If Yang Pan killed those servants, Ogedei would not feel heartbroken at all, but the problem is that Yang Pan killed all the elite soldiers of the Mongolian clan.

Often, Yang Pan's massacre would make Mongolia unbearable. Even in the Western Expedition, the total loss was not as much as Yang Pan killed alone.

The most important thing is that it is nothing to lose one or two battles, but being massacred by one person is really a very destructive morale and even permanent trauma.

Anyway, didn’t Ogedei himself have a psychological shadow on Yang Pan?

"I hope it's not Yang Pan's relatives, otherwise this eastern expedition would end in vain." Ogedei sighed depressedly.

If the older Mongolian was actually suppressed by one person, Ogedei felt both sad and helpless.

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The body had nothing to see, and it was quickly buried. Ogedei returned to the tent, but was a little restless.

Ogedei felt it, and felt Yang Pan's arrival.

However, this time the method of acting was different from Yang Pan's previous style.

Yang Pan's previous style was very tough. He fought against ten thousand troops by one man, massacred a hundred thousand troops without blinking. He was so powerful that he could not describe it.

But this time the murderer used assassination methods, secretly and treacherous, not openly at all, and did not look like the style of a martial arts master in the Central Plains.

Even if the martial arts masters in the Central Plains use assassination methods, the situation at the scene afterwards will be more obvious.

Unlike this time, there was no trace at the scene, as if the murderer was floating in the air throughout the whole process, leaving no footprints left.

The entire tent seemed to have never entered.

Such a method is not like the ones done by the Central Plains martial arts masters, or perhaps it is not like the ones done by ordinary Central Plains martial arts masters.

Only one with this kind of ability can be a top master with the first-sword and five-level level.

At noon, a 10-man man in charge of intelligence collection and analysis reported to Ogedei: "Report - Khan, there was a spy's return. A suspicious foreigner appeared in Zao County, fifteen miles away. According to the information we inquired, this foreigner had a voice from the Jiangnan area. The spy dared not alert the snake, so he retreated without doing anything."

"Very good, well done! Have you ever found out about this person's physical characteristics?" Ogedei praised him.

"He tall and thin, he is a young man." Chief Duoyan E Wan, who was in charge of intelligence, answered.

"Da Han is safe, just a young man from Jiangnan. As long as Da Han is willing, he can evaporate others at any time." Duo Yan'e flattered him quietly.

"What? Young Master?" After hearing this report, Ogedei jumped up and walked around the tent, looking anxious, because he remembered that Yang Pan was the young master's appearance.

If Ogedei hadn't dealt with Yang Pan more than once, it would be hard to imagine that such an old monster who had been famous for more than 40 years would be as young as a noble man in his twenties.

Chapter 1088 Angry and helpless (Part 2)

"Hiss, is it really him?" Ogedei had a headache. He didn't seem to provoke Yang Pan?

"Come on, let the military and military discipline guards come over." Ogedei shouted loudly.

Originally, the Mongols' army had few military disciplines, only a few, such as conventional military disciplines that could not escape in the face of battle, but there was no restriction on killing the people.

The Mongolians fought in the west and killed many people and plundered them. They were countless, otherwise Mongolia would not have risen in such a short period of time.

However, when Mongolia encountered Yang Pan during the Eastern Expedition, Yang Pan and Temujin made an agreement that the entire Mongolia did not take it seriously. As a result, it violated the rules set by Yang Pan more than ten years ago, causing Mongolia to suffer heavy losses.

From then on, during the Eastern Expedition, there were more military discipline and guards in the Mongolian army. This guard was directly led by Ogedei, and any violation of military discipline was carried out by military law.

This time, Mongolia invaded the Central Plains again. Because of the existence of military discipline and guards, the Mongolian army only robbed the people at most and did not dare to kill them easily.

Soon, Nalan Shuo, the captain of the military discipline guards and one of Ogedei's confidant guards, entered the tent and saw Jin: "Subordinates meet the Great Khan."

"You go and check the military disciplines of each department. I want to know if there is any hidden situation and not reporting it. Now, right now." Ogedei ordered loudly.

"Yes, Khan." Nalan Shuo quickly retreated, not daring to put his back on the slightest burden, and went to investigate the military discipline.

"Immediately send a letter to Master Jinlun and ask Master Jinlun to come back as soon as possible. Can the masters represent Ben Khan to meet the young master who is in the county inn?" Ogedei's tone softened and asked.

"Amitabha, what does Your Majesty want to talk to him? What if this person is not the donor Yang?" said a great lama.

"Please ask the master to ask Ben Khan what he is going to do. He will never come here for no reason, and there were so many murders last night." Ogedei said politely.

Several big lamas present looked at each other, and finally one of them stood up, put his hands together and said, "Then I will go on this for the Khan."

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The big lama rode a horse and took a cavalry to a small county town fifteen miles away.

At this time, Yang Pan was sitting in the lobby of the inn, eating delicious home-cooked dishes and drinking farm millet wine.

Halfway through drinking, Yang Pan called the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, how long has your inn been opened?"

"That's been a long time, at least sixty or seventy years. This is passed down from my grandfather's generation." The shopkeeper said.

"That's really long. This is a gold ingot. You take it and take your inn to the countryside to hide for two days. There will be a lot of trouble coming to you these days. I'm afraid it will cause you to implicate you." Yang Pan took out a ten-two-tall gold ingot and said.

The shopkeeper pinched it, bit it gently, and said in surprise: "This is real gold. Such an ingot is enough to buy the inn of Xiaoren. Guest, are you serious?"

"Of course it's true. If you want to leave, hurry up. If it's too late, you may not be able to leave. What will happen then will not be able to control it." Yang Pan reminded kindly.

The shopkeeper thought for a moment and nodded and replied, "Okay, the villain will clean up now."

Although this shopkeeper does not have much knowledge, he is definitely a smart person. Moreover, he opens an inn and has a much broader horizon than ordinary people.

So, the shopkeeper ordered his wife to pack her luggage, put the accounting room, waiter, and help the chef wait for the chef for a few days off, and then took his wife and children to the countryside.

The movement was quite fast, less than half an hour.

Yang Pan was the only one left in the inn.

The shopkeeper left quite in time.

Not a single hour after they left, the Mongols entered the city and headed straight to the inn.

A big lama in red robe jumped off the horse, looked up and saw Yang Pan sitting in front of the railing on the second floor.

After seeing Yang Pan, the big lama couldn't help but his pupils contracted, and his expression flashed with a look of surprise. He put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart.

The young boy in front of him is really the magic sword Yang Pan!

"Amitabha Buddha, it turns out that he is the best in the world. Donor Yang is the great master, and the young monk greets Donor Yang on behalf of the Great Khan of the Mongolian." The big lama of the red robe said with politeness.

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"Who are you? What qualifications are you to talk to me? Go back and change to someone with identity to discuss with me." Yang Pantou did not lower his head, his eyes did not fall, and he took a sip of the rice wine in the glass and said lightly.

"Hiss--" This big lama didn't expect Yang Pan to be so rude.

You know, in the border area of ​​Tibet, he is also a respected great lama. He works in the Mongolian Khan, even if he is a great khan, his tone should be a little polite.

But Yang Pan was so rude.

This made it difficult for the great lama to accept.
To be continued...