Shi Xie watched from the side, and had no intention of stopping Wei Xiang's actions.

If the Chinese nobles and officials can be called polite when conducting internal conquests, then their behavior when dealing with foreign races can definitely be called ruthless.

Zuo Qiuming, the famous historian of the Lu State in the Spring and Autumn Period, once wrote a sentence full of pride, pride and cold-blooded words in his book "Zuo Zhuan" - if you are not of my race, your heart will be different!

Therefore, Shi Xie, who is a gentleman, gave Wei Xiang a very good idea: "We can hang his head on the flagpole, and should hang it where the torch is shining!"

Wei Rong's brother-in-law deeply agreed with this idea.

In the night, the camp fire burned, and green smoke drifted into the sky, floating onto the head of a Rong man who was dying with his eyes. Wei Xiang felt that this scene was enough to be intimidating.

But soon Wei Xiang realized that he was wrong.

Not long after he fell asleep, the sound of fighting made Wei Xiang jump directly from the ground, and at the same time, the long sword he placed beside him before going to bed was unsheathed.

The battle suddenly broke out and ended very briefly. When Wei Xiang came out of his tent, he found that his brother-in-law had already solved the problem.

A faint smell of blood floated into Wei Xiang's nose, but immediately dissipated under the blowing of the spring breeze.

"What's going on?" Wei Xiang asked.

Shi Xie smiled and returned the blood-stained sword to the sheath: "The eight Rong people, all of whom are extraordinary in martial arts, are all warriors by the standards of Rong in grass. It seems that we really make Rong people angry this time."

Wei Xiang said: "No, I mean why do you personally participate in the battle? There are 700 people in our camp, so it's not your turn, Siqing, to take action, right?"

Shi Xie shrugged: "You're itchy, nothing else."

Wei Xiang rolled his eyes, raised his legs and walked over the corpses on the ground, walked to the two prisoners who were suppressed by the soldiers of the Shishi family, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Wei Xiang originally thought that he would encounter a tough guy this time, but he didn't expect that one of the Rong people would raise his head, stare at Wei Xiang with a resentful look, and said a few words.

Wei Xiang touched his chin and said, "Who will translate it for me?"

Shi Xie said with a smile: "This person said that we killed him... Young Master, we will definitely die."

Wei Xiang said oh, patted his chest: "I'm so scared."

Wei Xiang's exaggerated expression and posture obviously angered the Rong man, causing him to let out an angry roar. Wei Xiang felt a little harsh when he heard it, so he calmed the Rong man down for the time being with a very loud slap.

No matter what Wei Xiang asked again, the two Rong prisoners refused to say another word.

"What are you going to deal with these two people?" Shi Xie asked.

Wei Xiang yawned and walked towards his tent and said, "Hang up these two people, don't kill them, let their accomplices lurk in the darkness take a good look."

Shi Xie obviously disagreed with this: "Rong is a barbaric person, and doing this will only intensify the conflict."

Wei Xiang smiled and waved his hand: "If they are not convinced, come over, we will wait here!"

The words were loud and spread throughout the camp, arousing a burst of proud laughter, and also spreading to the darkness outside the camp.

There is silence in the darkness.

Until the next morning, there was no second wave of Rong people appearing.

After sleeping well for a night, Wei Xiang, who was already full of energy, looked at Shi Xie, who was drowsy in the carriage and couldn't help but smile, "How? As long as we are more cruel than these Rong people, they will stay away from us."

Shi Xie snorted and said with some dissatisfaction: "The Rong people are also humans. Although they are not educated, they should be a must for some loyal and righteous people to come to take revenge!"

Wei Xiang spread his hands: "The loyal and righteous people in the grass must have been killed by us. Let's sleep well. Maybe there will be some people on the way."

As he said that, Wei Xiang raised his head and looked at the city in the distance, which was only a short distance from the southern foot of Taihang Mountain.

The fief of the Zhi family, the wild royal city.

Is it really a coincidence that I was attacked so close to the Zhi family's fief?

The spring breeze is blowing and the sun is shining. The smile on Wei Xiang's face is as bright as the sun.

In the Yewang City, Zhongxing Geng and Zhihuo were sitting on the main seat, staring at the several Rong people kneeling in the hall, with a cold expression.

Zhang Geng of the Central Committee said coldly: "Your young master is not dead at the hands of my Xun family, so what's the use of coming to find me Xun family?"

One of the oldest men among the Rong people said tremblingly in an unskilled elegant and elegant manner: "My young master died because of a fierce battle, so naturally I dare not bother the two young masters. I just hope that the two young masters can avenge my young master. We are willing to offer the land of Rong in the grass as a reward!"

Zhong Xinggeng and Zhihui looked at each other and saw the expression of intention on each other's faces.

Zhang Geng, the Central Committee coughed and said, "Since you are so pleading hard, then we can't stand by and watch. Let's stay here first. I will notify you if there is any news."

The Rong people naturally thanked them for this.

As soon as the Rong people retreated, Zhifu couldn't help but speak: "Brother, the sect leader and father have always wanted to open up the territory of Taihang Mountain. If I can take over the Rong land in Cao this time, it will definitely be a great benefit for me, Xun."

Zhang Xinggeng nodded slowly and said, "With that being said, Xin Zhu is only one of the three young masters of Rong in the grass. It is hard to say whether his remnants can play a role."

Zhihua smiled and whispered: "Anyway, we are going to kill Wei Xiang, so it can be considered a killing of two birds with one stone."

Xingxing Geng put away his smile and said, "Don't be careless. It was originally a very simple thing to kill Wei Xiang, but now with the three hundred soldiers and fifteen chariots of Shishi, it will be a lot of trouble."

Zhiyou was also speechless: "Why do you think Shibo value such an unknown young man so much? Even Shi's Siqing sent him to protect him? Could it be that there are any secrets on Wei Xiang that I don't know?"

Xing Geng took a deep breath and said, "I don't know about this. Forget it, Xin Xi is dead. You and I don't want to attack in front of Shi Xie, so I can only wait until Wei Xiang arrives in Handan before talking. By the way, are the people from the Hu clan here?"

Zhiyou said: "It's time to come in these two days."
Chapter completed!