The cold energy of Nuergandusi penetrated into the bone marrow, Shanba shrank in the corner of the wall, and his body kept trembling. But compared with the cold weather, what was even colder was his heart.

This time, when we went south to Nuergandusi, the Dongtumot tribe was full of people, with a population of up to 39,000.

Among so many people, few could escape back to the northern grassland. He could foresee that if the news came back to the grassland, his tribe would fall apart.

Without the protection of the warriors, the women and children in the tribe are a group of lambs. In the past, the small tribe who feared the Tumot tribe and was timid would definitely pounce on him and enjoy the flesh and blood of his tribe. The survival of the jungle is the rule on the grassland, and now it is his turn again.

Shanba was unwilling to give up, and he resented Jingbei Bo Li Fan in his heart, and even more resented the person who asked him to send troops. If he had the opportunity to escape back to the northern grassland, he would not have planned to let any of these people go.

As long as he could escape back to the grassland, he would still be Khan, easily getting back everything he had lost, until then...

The sound of the key opening the door sounded, and two strong Jurchens walked in, saw Shanba in the corner, kicked her directly, scolding her, "Get up!"

"Are you going to let me go?" Shanba said in a lit up.

The Jurchen people laughed when they heard this, pointed at Shanba and said, "If you lead someone to attack Nuergandusi, how could Bo Ye let you go easily?

We don’t keep idle people, so we will send you to work in the mine. If you can’t do it well, you won’t have enough food to eat!”

What? Mining?

Shanba never thought that he would have a day to mine. He is a noble Khan on the grassland, so how could he work like a lowly miner?

"No! I am Khan, you can't treat me like this. I have countless gold and silver, countless cattle and sheep, and there are..." Shanba resisted desperately, unwilling to follow the guards to leave.

"Who do you think you are? Or Khan of the Tumot tribe? Let me tell you the truth! After your ally Wen Buchu escaped, he ransacked your tribe.

Take away your money, eat up all your cattle and sheep, and rob the women and children of your tribe!

Now you have nothing, you are just a homeless pitiful person!" The Jurchen man grabbed Shanba's hair and shouted.

Shanba was stunned when he heard this. His strength seemed to have been drained and allowed the guard to drag it out of the cell. He had thought that his tribe would be robbed, but he never thought that it would come so quickly.

And the person who started the attack was his ally.

"Wen Buchu! I want to be incompatible with you!"

...

Qiu Laohu was woken up by the knock on the door. He really didn't want to get up from the warm kang. It was too cold outside in the cold winter.

But the knocker did not disturb others' awareness at all, and he was still knocking there non-stop.

"Little bastard! Hu rushed to reincarnate!" Qiu Laohu cursed and got up from the kang.

A tender and white hand stretched out the quilt and grabbed Qiu Laohu. Qiu Laohu's face showed tenderness, stuffed his little hand back into the warm quilt, and helped her tuck the quilt before getting dressed and getting off the floor.

When I opened the door, I heard Zhong Lin’s voice: “Congratulations to the village chief! Congratulations to the village chief! Marry a beautiful wife, I wish you…!”

Upon hearing this, Qiu Laohu was angry, slapped Zhong Lin on the head, and shouted in a low voice: "What a big deal! Do you know how many people are there? Do you poke my backbone behind your back?

You are yelling before dawn! You kid are rushing to reincarnate! Isn’t it good for your wife to sleep at home? You have to disturb me!"

Zhong Lin didn't make a fuss when he was beaten, and he still said with a smile: "Village Chief! Don't listen to those people clamoring, they envy you for marrying a young wife!

Besides! After she was rescued, she would only follow you. If you don’t marry her, who would marry her?"

"You kid can't be quiet!" Qiu Laohu covered Zhong Lin's mouth and pulled him into the yard.

Zhong Lin said with a smile: "Village Chief! My business..."

"I understand! It's not dawn yet, why are you in a hurry? Why do you have to wait for me to eat before you go on the road!" Qiu Laohu said angrily.

Outside Henggang City, heavy snow was flying all over the sky. Zhong Lin and Qiu Laohu were sitting in the carriage, chatting together.

"Village Chief! My uncle's personal guard is really as powerful as you said?"

Hearing Zhong Lin's words, Qiu Laohu glanced at him and replied: "Awesome? Did the bloodthirsty devil call me for nothing? In the battle of Helan Mountain, blood was flowing into a river. Tens of thousands of Tartars were killed..."

As Qiu Laohu was speaking, he rushed over behind them. The knight on the horse was far away and began to shout loudly: "Get out! Get out of the way quickly, and bump into the imperial envoy who sent the order, be careful of your heads!"

Qiu Laohu hurriedly drove the carriage to the side of the road, and even so, his movements were slow. The knight quickly passed by the carriage, and the whip in his hand blew on Qiu Laohu's shoulder.

A hole was opened with the cotton-padded quilt, Qiu Laohu's body trembled but said nothing, his eyes stared at the distant back, and the horse whip in his hand was clenched by him, "Griff!"

The whip was hit in his face. If he hadn't been hiding quickly, there would have been many whip marks on his face.

"Village Chief! We have all made way out. That guy is too bullying!" Zhong Lin said dissatisfied.

Qiu Laohu took a deep breath before relaxing, and said, "Zhong Lin! That person is from the court, so let's not cause trouble for uncle!"

While the two were talking, a group of people came from afar. The team had three or four hundred people, with chariots in front and behind. The carriage in the middle was particularly tall and gorgeous.

They didn't even see Qiu Laohu and the others who were parked by the road, galloping past the road, and the smoke and dust brought them to pieces.

"Ph! Ph!" Zhong Lin spitted a few mouthfuls of sand and said, "Village Chief! The carriage they were riding is the same as those of the uncle's personal guards. I will also be the same as them in the future?"

"Dare?" Qiu Laohu glared at his eyes and said angrily: "You kid dare to imitate their bears, don't blame me for sucking you!

Wearing a dragon robe doesn’t look like a prince. Even if they use the chariot of the royal postmen, they are just a shiny surface of donkey poop!

The royal postmen were thrown away by them! Bah!"

Qiu Laohu spat fiercely and drove the carriage to move forward. However, this time neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a bit dull.

The far away Henggang City was already looking at, and Qiu Laohu had a little smile on his face. Before his carriage could approach Henggang City, they saw a group of tall people outside the city from afar.

There was a faint crying sound. Qiu Laohu waved his whip and whipped hard on the horse's back. The speed of the carriage increased and he soon came outside the crowd.

Qiu Laohu threw the whip to Zhong Lin, jumped out of the carriage, limped towards the crowd, and said loudly, "Ranger! Who can tell me what's going on here?"

The onlookers turned around and saw the gold medal on Qiu Laohu's chest. They couldn't help but feel respect and made way.
Chapter completed!