After resting for two days at Linnan Pass, the delegation set out again.
Pei Yun, Lu Jingxuan and Leng Qingqiu were riding in the front, followed by 200 soldiers.
Lu Jingxuan turned around and frowned slightly. He felt that these 100 soldiers from Shudu were a little different. When they set out from the Qianhu Suo before, they basically did not talk to Pei Yun's subordinates.
Lu Jingxuan knew that it was the arrogance in the bones of Huo Xiao and others. They were the soldiers guarding Shudu. Although they were also palace soldiers, they were much stronger than palace soldiers from other places and were elite.
And they also knew that Pei Yun's subordinates were all bandits before. They had killed many bandits when they were suppressing bandits. They looked down on local soldiers, Huo Xiao and others, let alone Chang Wei and others who were born as bandits.
But now it seems that the two groups of people are very familiar with each other. Although they are not arm in arm, they are talking and laughing. He even finds that Huo Xiao seems to be deliberately getting close to Chang Wei.
This made Lu Jingxuan feel a little puzzled. After living together for two nights, their relationship became so good?
Could it be that there is some gay relationship that I don't know about?
Pei Yun naturally noticed it as well, with a slight smile on his face. It seemed that Chang Wei and his men's sugar-coated bullets were very successful, making these Shudu soldiers envious. Then he could brainwash them and let them know that he was the reincarnation of a god, and then the Nanman group would not have too many problems.
After passing the outpost set up in the border town, the terrain gradually became rugged, dense jungle replaced the open official road, and the air was filled with the damp scent of grass and trees.
"Everyone be careful."
Pei Yun gave some instructions and continued moving forward.
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Inside the big tent of the Southern Barbarian King's court, the great chieftain Agul Gao sat on a tiger-skin chair, his eyes scanning the chieftains of various tribes who were arguing endlessly below.
"Great Chief, it's a good thing that the Jing Dynasty sent an envoy to visit us. The document clearly mentions the opening of trade. Silk, ceramics, cloth, grain, and medicinal materials can all be traded. If this can be accomplished, the people of our tribe will no longer have to endure hunger and cold. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
The chieftain of the Black Iron Tribe, Mo Yan, spoke up. He was a representative elected by a group of moderate tribes. The moderates had always been against going to war with the Jing Dynasty and wanted to seek a peaceful way. In their view, the Jing Dynasty sending an envoy this time was a huge opportunity.
"Good thing?"
The new chieftain of the Black Stone Tribe, Adoji, sneered. His voice was still childish, but it was filled with deep hatred.
"Has Chief Mo Yan forgotten how my father died last winter? When Jing Chao's knife chopped off his head, did he ever think of giving us a chance to live?"
Suddenly, a low murmur of discussion was heard in the tent. Last winter, Agulli led 50,000 barbarian soldiers to invade Jing Dynasty. After looting, they were about to retreat back to Nanman, but they encountered an ambush.
It was Alimu, the former chief of the Black Stone Tribe, who took the initiative to ask to take the people of the Black Stone Tribe to stay behind to cover their retreat.
In that battle, almost all the people of the Black Rock Tribe died. Adoji was protected by Agulli and witnessed his father being beheaded.
From then on, hatred filled his heart and he thought about revenge all the time.
In Aduoji's view, the arrival of this delegation was an opportunity to avenge his father. No matter who killed his father, as long as they were from Jing Dynasty, he would kill them.
Mo Yan sighed and said, "Adoji, we are all very sad about your father's death, but the war is over. If we continue to fight, more tribesmen will lose their lives."
Although a lot of supplies were looted in the battle last year, there were also heavy losses. Less than half of the 50,000 barbarian soldiers returned. For example, from the Black Wind Tribe, Black Fire Tribe, and Red Mud Tribe, only a few people survived and escaped. It was a catastrophic blow.
The population of the Southern Barbarians is not large to begin with, and they really cannot withstand the consumption.
Aduoji stood up suddenly, unsheathed his scimitar, and said in hatred: "You are afraid of death, but I am not. No one in my Blackrock tribe is a coward. If the Jing Dynasty delegation dares to set foot here, I will make them lose their heads and sacrifice their blood to my father!"
“Nonsense!”
An old white-haired chief hit the emperor of Jing Dynasty with his cane. "The envoys represent the emperor of Jing Dynasty. If you kill the envoys, you are just slapping the emperor of Jing Dynasty in the face. It is easy for you to kill them, but after killing them, can you withstand the wrath of Jing Dynasty?"
"You want all of our tribe to be buried with your father, right?"
Aduoji's eyes were red, and he wanted to argue, but Agul had already said, "Enough!"
His voice was not loud, but it shut everyone up instantly. "This chief has made up his mind. Regardless of whether Jingchao really wants to open up trade this time, this chief will give them a chance."
"Great Chief!"
Aduoji shouted with red eyes, and Agul said calmly: "You don't need to say anything more, and don't act on your own, otherwise you will not be the chief anymore."
After saying that, Agulli walked out. Aduoji clenched his fists suddenly, while the moderate chiefs were all smiling.
This time, the great chief finally did not advocate war.
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Red mud tribe.
Chief Chi Yan came back with cold eyes. His attitude was the same as Aduoji's. He wanted to kill the envoys to avenge his father.
He also learned the name of the imperial envoy to southern Xinjiang from other chiefs.
Pei Yun!
Wutu Meng told him that this was a name that would make him hate his whole life. The person who killed his father Chi Wushu was a man named Pei Yun.
Of course Wutumeng didn’t know Pei Yun’s name either, it was Liu Xiao who told him.
If Pei Yun was in Jing Dynasty, it would be difficult to kill him, but now that he has become an envoy to Southern Xinjiang, the opportunity has come.
Chi Yan was even more excited than Aduoji. After all, Aduoji couldn't find the specific enemy, but Chi Yan could.
Go and discuss it with Liu Xiao first.
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