Chapter 836 Seeking a Way to Survive

"Xun'er, what should we do now? What should we do with this kid?"

All the questions that should be asked have been asked, and everyone knows the truth of the matter. However, this unlucky guy has already seen their faces, and it is impossible to let him go back, so it is better to kill him. So when the companion next to him asked this question, he was actually asking whether to kill him or not.

"Don't worry, wait until the other two ask. If they don't ask by then, let this one tell them. Also, don't use a knife when dealing with him, just strangle his neck with a rope, don't make it bleed, otherwise we will be easily discovered when we go back covered in blood." Xun'er waved his hand and instructed the people around him.

No one had any objection to strangling these unlucky guys, but Xun'er's words that they were going to go back scared everyone.

They killed the soldiers of their own army here, will there be any problems if they go back? However, seeing that Xun Ge'er was confident, it seemed that the problem should not be big. Besides, they had agreed at the beginning that they would not run away directly unless it was absolutely necessary. Now that they knew the truth, it became their mission to lead everyone away from this war. It

didn't matter if some people were afraid and disagreed, as long as there were a few people who took the lead. Humans are social animals, and they have a herd mentality in their behavior habits. As long as they can lead all the militia away from the war, I believe that others will definitely not object.

After a while, a low and miserable howl came from a little further away. The interrogation of the other two groups did not involve any deception or psychological warfare. They asked directly, and if they didn't tell, they would beat them. At first, they used fists and feet. Later, I don't know who came up with the idea, and cut a few bamboo sticks to use as whips. The two grassland soldiers were beaten to pieces and dying. In the end, they couldn't stand their torture and told everything they knew.

Finally, when the three groups summarized the intelligence they had obtained from torture, they found that there were some discrepancies between them, but the problem was not serious. The matter was still the same matter. The three parties jointly confirmed that the commander-in-chief colluded with a force called Maodun on the grassland to form a coalition to attack the Kaiyuan City of the Han tribe.

The only difference was that the three people who were captured happened to not belong to the same force. Although they were all Maodun's men, they were also far away and composed of small pastoral tribes. During the Kaiyuan War, they were in different positions in the array, and their escape directions and times were also different. Of course, the information they received in the end was different.

But these minor things had nothing to do with them. They just needed to know that they were implicated by the commander-in-chief and those high-level officials. As for the next thing, Xun Ge'er meant to go back and discuss it with everyone.

Fifteen people came to a place and looked at each other. Finally, Xun Geer waved his hand at them and made a gesture of cutting his palm. A group of people nodded and went to their own interrogation places without saying anything. Then they strangled the three captured grassland soldiers to death without making any sound.

After dealing with the three people, the fifteen people hurried back, circling the tents, hiding from patrol soldiers, and sneaking back to their barracks.

In the woods where they had just interrogated people, after they had walked for a few minutes, there was a rustling sound of footsteps in the woods again. A team of Han tribe scouts wearing black battle robes and dark green crocodile leather armor ran over.

The scouts put down the three bodies tied to the tree, moved them together, cut off the heads of all the bodies, stepped on them several times, leaving some footprints of military boots, and finally hung a few red cloth strips on the surrounding branches, and deliberately threw a piece of paper on the ground.

Written on it was the combat order of the Han Army Tiger Guard Command to order the scouts to the enemy's front line for reconnaissance. The order was also stamped with the commander's seal. These were all real. Of course, they were just used to confuse the enemy.

After all this was done, a group of scouts happily picked up three heads and took them back. Although they did not kill the people, they did a good job of camouflage, and the heads were also their credit.

On the other side, Xun Ge'er also led the 15-man team back to the barracks. As soon as they came back, they attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked at them silently, with tension and confusion in their eyes, and the old man who promised to guard the tent couldn't help but asked directly.

"How is it, did you find out anything? Or did you come back without doing anything?"

"How could you do nothing? We found out that it is exactly the same as what Xun Ge'er guessed before." One person panted slightly and sat on the straw mat and said.

"Really?" The others also asked.

"Of course it's true. We caught three people in total and used different methods to interrogate them separately. In the end, the three people said the same thing. As early as the beginning of this year, the commander-in-chief asked the elders to form a bamboo armor army of more than 2,000 people to attack the city of the Han tribe together with a leader named Maodun on the grassland.

However, they did not win and were all defeated by the Han tribe. The two or three thousand people sent by the commander-in-chief said that they were surrounded by the Han army in that city when they were escaping. No one escaped. As for whether they are dead or alive now, it is unclear, and the grassland people don't know either.

Then Maodun's men also ran around, and most of his soldiers and people were captured by the Han tribe. They defeated them, killed some, captured some, and the rest found places to hide. They are the people who hid.

Later, in the middle of this year, our commander-in-chief was afraid of retaliation from the Han tribe, so he sent people to the grasslands again to recruit an army to defend against the Han tribe. As a result, I don’t know what their leaders and the commander-in-chief said, but they cooperated.

Those grassland people hiding in various places simply brought their families to our Zhudao, saying that we would give them land and let them live here. In return, they had to serve as soldiers for us and fight against the Han tribe together. Then it has been until now, and you all know what happened. "

Before Xun Ge'er could speak, another member of the team told him everything. Everyone opened their mouths in surprise. After all, guessing at the beginning was one thing, and now confirming it from the grassland people was another.

The old man guarding the tent cast his eyes on Xun Ge'er, who immediately nodded and said, "Yes, these are what we asked. Three people asked separately, and they all said the same thing."

"What about those three people? They won't say anything, right?" Someone in the tent suddenly asked.

"Don't worry, those three people will never talk again." One of the team members said this suddenly with a cold look. After growing up and killing someone for the first time, everyone felt that there were some changes, especially the few people who did it themselves, who felt that they were more ruthless than usual.

As for the adverse reactions after killing people, sorry, there is no such thing. Not to mention that this is an era of frequent hunting, and some livestock are also killed. Moreover, the three people killed this time were strangled to death, and there was no blood at all, so the psychological impact on them was not very obvious.

Some people couldn't help but shudder, thinking that the people who just left were much more scary, and the brave ones were slightly better.

"It's good that you are okay, but now that we know the truth, what should we do next? Should we tell all the militiamen about this? And then we all run away together? Anyway, I, an old man, don't want to take the blame for that damn commander. He is the leader of the Xin clan and has nothing to do with my family." The old man in charge of guarding the tent suddenly said.

Everyone was silent for a while after hearing this. Indeed, the commander Xin was jealous of the various benefits of the Han tribe, and he had the guts to provoke them, but he lost the battle. Now the Han tribe came to seek revenge, and he pulled other innocent clans to take the blame for him. They didn't know what others thought, but the militia sitting in this shed didn't want to fight this battle.

Knowing that fighting the Han tribe's army would only lead to death, wouldn't it be better to go home and farm honestly?

Finally, everyone was silent for a while, and once again focused their attention on Xun Ge'er. He was the one who started the matter. Now that the truth has been figured out, everyone who doesn't know what to do next once again puts their hopes on him.

"Do you know that Elder Jin, who manages thousands of people in Qingqing Gorge, is actually from the Han tribe?" Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Xun Ge'er suddenly broke such a big news.

"What? Elder Jin is from the Han tribe?!"

"This, is impossible?"

Everyone was immediately surprised. Ordinary people really can't get in touch with such high-ranking elders, so how can they know the origins of the elders?

But the character that Xun Ge'er is using now is a knowledgeable person, so everyone still believes what he says.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I didn't say that Elder Jin is from the Han tribe. If he was really from the Han tribe, the commander-in-chief would not let him be an elder, right?" Xun Ge'er quickly explained a few words, and everyone couldn't help but nod their heads. Just say, how could such a high-ranking elder be from the Han tribe? This is not reasonable at all.

"So what do you mean?" the old man asked again.

"I heard that our elder Jin came from the Han tribe. He was appointed as the elder Jin in the first half of this year. Don't worry, just listen to me.

He is indeed from the Han tribe, but he is not from the Han tribe. You also know that the Han tribe delegation to the east of our Zhudao often hired local people to work for them, right? Our elder Jin is almost the same.

It is said that our elder Jin was from a small tribe who worked as an apprentice in the Han tribe in his early years. Later, when the former elder Shang went to the Han tribe as an envoy, he brought back a group of skilled people. Our elder Jin was one of them. It is said that he can forge iron and make ironware. He learned it in the Han tribe before, so he was named elder Jin by the commander-in-chief." Brother Xun explained the origin of elder Jin's identity again.

"I see, then what do you mean? Do you want to tell elder Jin about this and use his identity to do something?" the old man asked speculatively.

"Yes, Elder Jin is not from our Zhudao. He has no relatives or support here. Although he is trusted and appreciated by the commander-in-chief to become an elder, he is still different from the elders from other old clans. You can see from the fact that the commander-in-chief put him on the front line to resist the Han army that this guy is just like us, and in the eyes of the commander-in-chief, he is also a shield.

Tell me, given his current situation, he can't fight against the Han tribe. If we tell him the truth, how will he react? Will he use his familiarity with the Han tribe to find a way out for us and himself?"

(End of this chapter)