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Chapter seven hundred and eleven small abacus

It's already dawn.

Surrounded by his personal companion, Yang Shouwen walked into the temporary camp.

The five barbarian kings were waiting for Yang Shouwen's arrival. When he walked into the tent, the barbarian kings also stood up to salute him.

"Mr. Yang, what's going on?"

A barbarian king roared angrily and waved his arms.

Yang Shouwen sat down without expression, looked at the Barbarian King coldly without saying a word.

He was mentally prepared before coming here. How to deal with these barbarian kings of Linting? He had a long time ago.

The Barbarian King seemed to realize the problem and finally closed his mouth.

Another barbarian king stood up and said, "Master Yang, when we joined your court, we made three rules and would not get involved in your fight. But now, you are leading into Linting. Wouldn't you break the agreement?"

Yang Shouwen took the golden mace from Su Moer and placed it horizontally on the table in front of him.

"I remember that if my reinforcements had not arrived in time last night, you would have been wiped out."

"us……"

"And since you have joined the court, you should understand that all the kings and the kings and ministers are all the kings. In the past, there was no great chaos in Luzhou, and the court did not ask you any questions. But now, the rebels arrived in Linting, and I had no choice but to send troops to Linting... It would be fine if you don't thank the court for helping you, but here I shouted to me what a promise? Why don't you discuss with those rebels and let them leave Linting?

Don’t forget that when you were desperate, the court took you in.

This Linting is the Linting of the court, not your Linting. A soldier from a certain family entered Linting, so there is no need to greet you in advance."

The five barbarian kings looked at each other and were stunned.

A moment later, another barbarian king stood up and said, "Master Yang, we have lived on this land since the previous dynasty.

When the imperial court entered Sichuan, we did not become enemies with the imperial court. Instead, we tried our best to cooperate. Emperor Taizong promised us to live here for a long time. Now that General Manager Yang came, Linting was filled with wars, how could we live with our tribe members?"

By this time, Yang Shouwen had completely understood!

To put it bluntly, these people will occupy this land after the arrival of the army stationed by the imperial court and drive them away. In comparison, the rebels just passed by Linting and could not live here for a long time. Therefore, even if Yang Shouwen saved them, their attitude towards Yang Shouwen was extremely tough. The implication was to let Yang Shouwen leave Linting and set up another battlefield.

As for the grudges between them and the rebels, they didn't seem to care much.

Barbarians have their considerations!

If the government troops arrived, they might be afraid of the rebels. But now that the government troops have come, they have straightened their backs. If the rebels continue to fight with them, they will surrender to the government troops... In this way, the rebels will naturally give in and even pay a heavy price. Therefore, in the eyes of the barbarians, their current enemy is the official troops.

Yang Shouwen had already understood what they were thinking and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

He suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I am a little tired when I marched from Luchuan to Linting!

I will consider your request... Let's take a break for a while and discuss it when I recover.

Don't worry, I will naturally not violate the will of the court.

The purpose of my coming here is to fight against the rebels, and I have no intention of making things difficult for you."

Seeing this, several barbarian kings were not good at saying anything else.

Yang Shouwen has already expressed his attitude, and now he won’t talk about it anymore... Although they are fearless, they dare not be too presumptuous.

"Since that's the case, let's discuss it after the general manager rests."

The barbarians said goodbye and left.

Their camp is not far from the camp, so it is also very convenient.

After seeing off these people, Yang Shouwen frowned. He had prepared and guarded against the stubbornness and xenophobia of the Linting barbarians. But he did not expect that these people were so stubborn, or so cunning. They relied on their troops and horses to bargain with the court. This is a major military and national event, not a joke. How could they evacuate just by evacuating?

However, if they don't leave, these barbarians will not let it go.

They now have the upper hand, and if Yang Shouwen refuses to withdraw, they will surrender to the rebels.

Although they didn't say that, Yang Shouwen knew that they would definitely do this... Sitting alone in the big tent, Yang Shouwen pondered and tapped the table with his fingers. He had never encountered such a thing, or there were always people around him before, so he never needed to consider these things.

But now...

Yang Shouwen suddenly took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Mole."

"exist!"

Su Moer walked in and bowed.

Now, he is Yang Shouwen's side.

One is him, the other is Yang Moli, one is tall and one is short, one is fat and one is thin, and he is called the two generals of Hehe.

"Look for some clever people and stare at the barbarians."

"yes."

Su Moer turned around and left without asking the reason.

At this time, Huan Daochen walked in from outside and almost collided with Su Moer.

"This kid is so panicked. Could something be wrong?"

Yang Shouwen glanced at him and said nothing.

"Why, are you in trouble?"

Yang Shouwen said in a deep voice: "Big Cat, the battle is imminent. If someone doesn't know the current affairs, what should I do?"

"Those barbarians are not afraid?"

Yang Shouwen nodded and said, "I didn't want to start a big killing, but now things are inevitable."

When Huan Daochen heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "Master, you just think so!

People often say that kindness does not command the army. I know you feel sorry for these barbarians, but think about it, if you fail in Linting, it will not be your own business. If you don’t say anything else, you would rather go to Luchuan. How many people will suffer from the war?

Since the truth has been made clear, it is their business that they refuse to listen, and you don’t have to be merciful."

“Yes, think.

These barbarians lived so well here that they forgot the swords of the court, which were sharper than those rebels.

Big cat, let me leave this matter to you.

I will ask Zhang Chao to cooperate with you and wait for my orders."

"If... still don't know the current situation, what should I do?"

Yang Shouwen glanced at Huan Daochen and said, "If this is true, there will be no one left."

"Here!"

Huan Daochen looked grim and bowed to accept the order.

Yang Shouwen waved his hand at him and signaled Huan Daochen to retreat.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the couch and fell into deep thought.

Now, he has a little upper hand. After this battle with the barbarians, he has also consumed a lot of energy. I believe that Ganluo will not fight easily and will definitely wait for the opportunity. However, Ganluo will not delay it for too long. The longer it delays, the more it will be disadvantageous to him. Not to mention anything else, just say that the food route is difficult. If he delays for a long time, there will inevitably be a shortage of food.

Not to mention...

To calculate the time, Meng Huan, it’s wrong. Now he has changed his name to Zhuhuan and must have arrived at Zhuziling.

He also needs to wait for the opportunity, but in just a few days, as long as Zhu Huan conquers Zhuziling and cuts off the rebels' food route, even if Ganluo has great skills, he will probably not be able to turn the world back. At that time, the rebels will be defeated without fighting.

So, the next few days will be very critical!

Yang Shouwen's mouth curled slightly, showing a strange smile.

Gan Luo must have thought of what he could think of. However, he would never have thought that Yang Shouwen would send someone to cut off his food route!

That night, several barbarian kings visited again.

Their words became much more polite, but their attitudes did not change much.

To put it bluntly, they just don’t want Yang Shouwen to station in Linting and want the official army to leave. Yang Shouwen would not agree to their request. The two sides even quarreled during negotiations, which made the atmosphere particularly tense.

In the end, both sides parted in disagreement.

"Alang, shortly after Nanon Yuangao returned, he sent someone to leave the camp.

I ordered people to follow me and found that the man was heading towards the rebel camp... I guess he probably wanted to..."

Yang Shouwen waved his hand and signaled Su Moer not to continue.

He wandered in the big tent and asked for a moment, "What about the others except Nong Yuangao?"

"They didn't move much, but they walked very frequently with each other.

I guess they may have colluded, just asking Nong Yuangao to contact the rebels. Nong Yuangao had contacted the rebels before. I also found out that the peace talks between Lanshuitan and the rebels were made by Naong Yuangao in private."
Chapter completed!
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