The laughter stopped abruptly.
The barbarians in the surrounding pens all stared at the scene with wide eyes in shock.
How could a Dayong soldier who was as thin as a monkey knock down their captain with just one kick?
How is this possible!
But seeing is believing, and that is the truth.
The Northern Barbarian general, who was as strong as a black bear, was stunned for a moment, and then opened his mouth to curse, but at the same time, his head and body were splashed with the slop. As soon as he opened his mouth, a sour smell flowed into his mouth, which not only prevented him from cursing, but also almost choked him.
"Pooh."
He spat several times before he recovered and shook off the slop that was stuck on his face. But where was the energy he had just now?
Hearing the noise, Manager Xu, who was coming over here, saw the situation and the surprise in his eyes was even greater than that of the barbarians.
It’s amazing! Their cousin Miss Sun is really amazing!
Even the barbarians can be knocked down!
This ability is probably stronger than that of ordinary military officers. Didn’t you see that military officer just now was unable to withstand the barbarians at all?
While being surprised, Manager Xu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He was an old man in Duke Xu's Mansion. He had frequent dealings with the Wei family in the past. His memory was still of Wei Yunlan before she got married and when she was in the Marquis of Jinyang's Mansion. The quiet and gentle girl at that time has now become such a decisive and resolute person. It is conceivable how much hardship she has experienced in the process.
The Wei family's life in Beiguan City seems to be easy now, but only they themselves know how many hardships they have encountered in the actual process.
Seeing that Wei Yunlan had subdued the surrounding barbarians, Manager Xu put down the wooden barrel and quickly stepped forward to help up the military officer who was still sitting on the ground.
"Thank you." The officer rubbed his lower back with a grin, thanked Manager Xu, and looked at Wei Yunlan with admiration, "Brother, you are so skilled. It's all thanks to you!"
Wei Yunlan shook his head and replied hoarsely: "As a citizen of Dayong, I should fight back after being insulted like this."
"Well said!"
"Brother, I don't know which battalion you are from, and which master you belong to?" The military officer grinned enthusiastically and took the initiative to introduce himself: "My name is Zhang Shan, and I work in the cook camp. If you have time, come and find me, and I'll make you something delicious to try!"
As he said this, he raised his hand and walked forward, putting his arm around her shoulder.
Manager Xu, who was supporting him, quickly tightened his grip, pulled his sleeve and said, "Hey, why is there a tear on the back of your sleeve?"
"Huh?" The officer was stunned for a moment, then gnashed his teeth and said, "Damn barbarians, I just changed into this outfit a few days ago and I have to find someone to mend it again!"
"Oh, isn't it? I really don't like seeing these barbarians." Manager Xu muttered in a low voice, "Hurry up and finish the meal, then go out and talk."
Seeing this, the soldier nodded in agreement, picked up the wooden barrel beside him, and hurried to the next fence.
Wei Yunlan also exchanged glances with Manager Xu, then turned and walked in the opposite direction.
As soon as I took a step forward, I heard a rough voice coming from the fence next to me, "Stop!"
Wei Yunlan didn't pause, picked up the half-empty wooden barrel, and continued walking forward without looking back.
The voice behind him suddenly became angry and said, "Boy, I will remember you!"
"When the Northern Barbarians break through the Northern Gate, you will be torn into pieces by five horses, and your blood will splatter on the spot!"
"Just wait for me!"
"Heh." Wei Yunlan sneered, turned around and swung his sleeves. An unclear silver needle flew out from the cuff and pierced straight into the abdomen of the Northern Barbarian general.
The Northern Barbarian general only felt a pain in his body. Before he could see what hit him, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen and then fell to the ground again.
The barbarians beside him wanted to go forward and help him, but they had shackles on their feet and could not move away. They could only watch their general with a grim face, but they could do nothing about the Dayong soldiers who attacked.
Wei Yunlan looked down at the Northern Barbarian general lying on the ground with cold eyes, "This is Dayong, keep your mouth shut."
"You...hiss." The Northern Barbarian general was about to speak, but he gasped in pain.
Wei Yunlan ignored him and turned to walk towards other pens.
According to the centurion's instructions, the swill in each wooden barrel could fill about four troughs, so each of the eight of them had to go out and carry in three wooden barrels.
After walking far away from the other troops, Wei Yunlan and Manager Xu began their "mission".
In fact, it is impossible to ask questions directly from the northern barbarians.
They can only find ways to provoke them and induce them to say some slightly insulting words, and through these words, they can extract the information they need.
Although this was a bit strenuous, after going through more than twenty hoops, Wei Yunlan and Manager Xu did not gain nothing.
At least they knew that these thousand prisoners of war belonged to the Huyan tribe, the most powerful tribe in the north, and were the army under the command of the Great Chanyu's younger brother, King Zuoguli.
King Zuoguli was brutal by nature. He loved to humiliate and kill the children and girls of Dayong. He specially built a "kennel" in the palace. The "dogs" inside were not real dogs, but the children and girls of Dayong that he had collected. He put collars on all of them and ordered them to crawl on the ground like dogs.
Sometimes when he was in the mood, he would make these people fight each other. The loser would have his skin and flesh cut off and fed to the real northern wolfhounds.
Wei Yunlan had heard some rumors about the brutality of the northern barbarians before, but it was the first time that Manager Xu had heard of such a thing.
Hearing this, his hands almost trembled and he almost dropped the wooden barrel in his hands.
King Zuoguli was the younger brother of the leader of the Huyan tribe and the Great Khan of the Northern Barbarians. If the younger brother was so cruel, how could the older brother be any better?
I'm afraid it's even worse than before.
No one knows what kind of life His Highness Changning has been leading these years.
Now there is still no news coming back, I’m afraid... it’s dangerous!
…
"How's it going? Is it going well?"
"Have you heard any news from those barbarians?"
When they returned to Jingping Lane, Wei Maolin, who had already returned from work and was waiting at home, asked anxiously.
Gao, Cheng Yue'e and others also looked worriedly at Wei Yunlan and Manager Xu who came in.
Just looking at the faces of the two men, the worry on their faces increased by three points.
Manager Xu's face was pale as he repeated what he had just heard about King Zuo Guli.
Wei Yunlan also sighed and said, "It's impossible to find out what's going on in the Chanyu's tent, but in the Northern Barbarians, women from Dayong have a very low status and are treated like livestock by them. Princess Changning has never shown her face in public since she married into the Northern Barbarians. The barbarians jokingly call her..."
"What do you call it?"
Wei Yunlan lowered her eyes and said in a sad voice, "She said that the princess was a dog given to them by the Emperor of Dayong...
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