Didn’t the guard know that Niu Weibang was punishing his subordinates?

At this time, I rushed in and reported that someone had met him, and it was obvious that he was brave enough to take risks and deliberately do it.

If he hadn't taken advantage of others, would he do this?

Since you have the courage to reach out, you must be mentally prepared to accept rage and punishment.

Wu Peng has seen too many such people and is too lazy to care about them.

It is estimated that Niu Weibang will not order a murder, but it is certain that he will be punished severely.

It's no longer interesting to keep staying here.

The skinned executioner had already walked into the hall. He was holding a short knife in his hand and looking down at Liangdong who was lying on the ground.

Wu Peng turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly heard the guards say nervously: "Report to the King, Tianhao, the leader of Panshi Village, he... He claims that a large number of prisoners of war from the Lu tribe Mengxiang Village are going to be presented to the King."

"What?"

The national teacher stiffened and turned around suddenly.

His face was full of anger and frozen on the face of the Thunder Niu King, turning into a frozen astonishment.

"Tianhao, the leader of Panshi Village, claims that a large number of prisoners of war from Mengxiang Village are going to be presented to the king." The guards repeated what they had said before in a loud voice again.

"Let him come in." Wu Peng directly crossed Niu Weibang and issued an order.

...

When he walked into the hall, Tianhao smelled the bloody smell in the air.

Liangdong was pressed to the ground by two men who were terrifyingly strong. His left arm was pulled apart by himself. The executioner was skilled and superb in controlling the short knife. The tip of the knife was not deep into the muscles, and the section was not large. He drew a semicircle on the edge of the identity imprint. His thumb and index finger held out the skin of the turn, just like the common practice of butchers in the vegetable market meat stalls in the civilized era. The sharp knife kept wandering between the pig skin and the fat meat, easily separating it.

The cut piece of human skin is twenty centimeters long, and there are four marks arranged in order on it. From bottom to top, they are ten people, hundreds, five hundred people, and thousands.

Liangdong kept screaming throughout the whole process, fear and unwillingness rather than pain. The executioner received the order just to peel it. He untied a small leather pocket from his waist, took out a handful of wood ash from it and sprinkled it on the surface of the wound, and quickly stopped the blood.

When he knelt down on one knee facing the throne steps, Tianhao suddenly remembered the model opera of the civilized era. For some reason, he felt that this place looked like the old nest of Zuoshan Diao, gloomy and bloody, full of death and barbarism.

"The king of heaven covers the earth tiger, and the pagoda suppresses the river demon." This sentence can only be recited silently in my heart and must not be said.

Niu Weibang, the leader of the Leiniu Tribe, sat on the throne, staring at Tianhao from a high place, his eyes wide open: "The little leader of Panshi Village... say it, what have you brought to me?"

Tianhao took out a small animal skin from the inner bag of the leather robe, held it with both hands, and raised it respectfully over his head: "I was lucky enough to catch some deer people, and I specially presented it to the king."

The guard took the animal skin from Tianhao and turned it to Niu Weibang. The latter took it and glanced, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but look shocked.

"One thousand nine hundred and thirty, so many?" Although Niu Weibang was mentally prepared when the guards reported it before, he was still surprised when he saw the numbers marked with charcoal pen on the animal skin.

Tianhao maintained the essential respect of the lower-ranking people: "We caught 1,935 at that time, and as a deterrent, we killed five."

"All of them are the Deer people from Mengxiang Village?" Niu Weibang blurted out.

Tianhao nodded calmly: "Yes."

From beginning to end, his eyes did not shift at all, and his eyes were always locked on Niu Weibang, as if the old man Wu Peng sitting on the side of the throne was a statue.

Suddenly, there was a scream of obvious loss of mind behind him.

"It's you, you snatched my spoils!"

"It's you, the damn Panshi Village, I will fight to the death in front of me. You can arrest all the deer people who escaped from Mengxiang Village, and now you run to the king and the national master to seek credit and reward. You... you damn bastard!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Liangdong raised his head from the ground regardless of everything. His power was so great that even the guards who held him on both sides could not suppress him. He swept away the depressedness and despair before, with raging flames burning in his eyes, and his feet hit the ground back and forth, trying to struggle to stand up several times, as if the wound on his arm would not hurt at all, and his face was full of hideousness and wanted to pounce over to find Tianhao to fight desperately.

Tianhao subconsciously turned around and looked at Liang Dong, whose eyes were bloodshot, then immediately turned around, looked at Wu Peng sitting next to Niu Weibang on the steps with admiration and shocked eyes, and said in a speechless voice: "National Master?"

He concealed it just right. At this time, it required an extremely natural emotional outlook. Although Tianhao already knew Wu Peng's existence before entering the hall, he felt that such a performance was most realistic.

The old man in fur looked calm. He took the animal skin from Niu Weibang, looked at it very seriously for nearly half a minute, raised his head, and his eyes were filled with majesty and calmness.

"Tianhao, the leader of Panshi Village and the witch-performing master, paid a visit to the National Master." Tianhao immediately changed his kneeling direction, and while reporting his identity, he deliberately added the three words "Witch-performing master".

This remark immediately aroused Wu Peng's interest. His serious expression slightly eased: "Are you a wizard? The priest in the village? Who is your master?"

"I have not been officially promoted to priest yet." Tianhao carefully observed the changes on Wu Peng's face and replied carefully: "The priest Wu Xing of Panshi Village, he is my teacher."

"Wu Xing?" When Wu Peng heard this name, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. When he looked at Tian Hao again, his eyes became a little complicated.

Behind him, Liangdong was still cursing unwillingly.

"Thief! Thieves, you shameless dog bastard."

"Give me the things that belong to me!"

"National Master, King, it was him who stole my credit, and it was him who stole the deer people from Mengxiang Village!"

The sharp voice disturbed Wu Peng who was thinking. He frowned, raised his left hand, and gestured to the guard standing next to him: "Go, block his mouth. Before things were clear, there was a quiet enough audience here, not a crow yelling around."

A piece of thick and hard wood was stuffed into Liangdong's mouth. The guard went around Liangdong's lips with a very tough rope, tightened it behind his head, and tied it up with a slip knot. The wooden block occupied almost all the space in his mouth without hesitation, and his tongue was squeezed tightly in the corner. Liangdong felt that he was about to suffocate. He tried to widen his eyes and made a painful "whimper" sound from his mouth and nose, but no one paid attention to him. The burly and strong guard still pressed his shoulders from behind. He pressed against the ground, and his cheeks were twisted and deformed under the crushing force of irresistible force.

Wu Peng calmly stared at Tianhao who was kneeling under the steps: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Lie at this time is extremely unwise. Tianhao did not hide anything. He started with the transaction with Haoping, the manager of Qinglongzhai, and told the whole process of the matter in full.

I talked for nearly half an hour in one go.

"So, is it the people from Qinglong Village who leaked the news?" Niu Weibang felt a little incredible, and anger surged into his heart. He raised his head, looked over Tianhao, and fell directly on Liangdong's face, who could not make a sound. He swung his fist and punched his leg hard, and was furious: "How did I explain to you? Keep the secret strictly and do not disclose it to the outside world... OK, very good... So that's how you did this for me?"

The national guru Wu Peng did not get entangled in this issue. He was so energetic that he had measured his body and stared at the guard captain Gangdian, who was standing on the side of the hall and was punished with Liangdong before: "Haoping, is there anyone in Qinglong Village?"

Gangdian endured the scorching pain on his back, walked quickly to the front of the steps, and knelt side by side with Tianhao: "Report to the national master, Haoping is indeed the head of the 100 people in Qinglong Village, and he has always been responsible for foreign transactions. The time of the leader Tianhao said was correct. I remember that Haoping did sell more than 400 young and old people in the village and brought back a large amount of grain."

Niu Weibang's anger showed no sign of calming down. He roared like thunder: "A mere hundred-man manager dared to disclose the secrets. Such a person should be killed!"

Gangdian hesitated for a moment, turned his head slightly to look at Tianhao, and he quickly turned his gaze: "King, I know Haoping. He... He is cautious and not like a casual person."

He still felt resentment in his heart. No matter who was robbed of the credit, he would feel that he couldn't breathe. On this issue, Gangdian stood on Liangdong's side and subconsciously regarded Tianhao as his enemy.

"This is not Brother Haoping's fault." Tianhao was not surprised when he changed, and his answer was reasonable and well-founded: "He came from afar, not to mention that there are transactions between Qinglong Village and Panshi Village almost every year. As the leader, I must hold a banquet to entertain him. Brother Haoping got drunk that day, and he was also unintentional."

"Drunk?" Niu Weibang, the leader of the Leiniu clan, was surprised.

The face of the national guru Wu Peng tightened again, the dense wrinkles became as hard as a knife, and the tone became cold again: "It's cold and the ground is frozen, and many villages are short of food. Do you have any wine to drink in Panshi Village?"

"It's wine made from apples." Tianhao was not afraid at all. The majestic momentum of the two big men on the steps did not affect him: "There is a fruit wood forest in the north of Panshi Village. We picked the ripe apples and made half of them into dried apples."

He is very smart and does not let the topic involve the sensitive word "food".

National Master Wu Peng was careful in his thinking, and his eyes were shining with a shrewd look: "Not to say anything about Haoping's leak of secrets. Since you knew you wanted to use troops to the Lu people at that time, why didn't you go directly to Qinglong Village to explain the situation?"

Tianhao was silent for a few seconds and slowly replied: "I dare not."

"Why?" Wu Peng stared at him with his eyes that had insight into people's hearts.

"This will affect many people, including myself." Tianhao's answer is very consistent with his identity.

"Hmph!" Wu Peng sneered sarcastically. He narrowed his eyes and countless wrinkles on his old face squeezed towards that position again: "You sneakily avoid Qinglongzhai and act alone, have you never thought you would get the same result?"

"I didn't think about robbing the credit." A trace of determination and stubbornness rose on Tianhao's young face: "I just sent someone to sneak into the back mountain of Mengxiang Village and observe the situation from a distance. The scouts I arranged were replaced every three days. It has been more than a month since Qinglong Village has not moved, but my people found that Mengxiang Village opened a new door on the wall of the north village."

Wu Peng's question was still cold: "Why did they do this?"

"I didn't understand at the time. But I felt that the situation had changed." Tianhao replied calmly: "After the scout brought back the news, I sent someone to Qinglong Village overnight, but I thought I was not very sure about doing this, so I took the hunting team in the village and set off towards Mengxiang Village immediately."

He did send a confidant to Qinglong Village, but the time was just right. Liangdong and Gangdian led the brigade away for a long time, and the talents from Panshi Village appeared slowly.

"Since you and Liangdong arrived at Mengxiang Village at about the same time, why don't you bring your people to the battle, but hide in the back mountain to watch?" Niu Weibang's question became even more acute.

"The situation was very urgent at that time. The Qinglong Village brigade had already launched an attack on the main gate of Mengxiang Village. I wanted to send someone to contact the leader Liangdong, but it took a lot of time to go back and forth. It is estimated that when the news came back, the leader Liangdong had already completed the battle." Tianhao cleverly flattered without leaving any trace: "The king's army is indeed an elite of a hundred battles, and the Lu people could not resist it at all. Not long after the war started, most of the Lu people opened the gate of the northern village and escaped."

Wu Peng's eyes were deep and he sneered sarcastically: "So... you just got a bargain?"

At this moment, Tianhao calmed down. He quickly passed the previous response plan in his mind and confirmed that there were no flaws or omissions. Five seconds later, he made a clear voice again.

"Actually, after I learned from Brother Haoping that the king was going to attack Mengxiang Village, I kept thinking: Why did the king do this?"

"Mengxiang Village is a Lu clan village with a population of more than 3,000. The king's army broke into pieces and quietly entered Qinglong Village to gather, just to avoid attracting the attention of the Lu clan people and fight a quick battle. It is precisely based on this point that I estimate that the army sent by the king should be about 5,000."

The coldness on Wu Peng's face eased slightly. He let out a deep and long breath: "Switch on."

"The deer tribe is a big clan, and it is obviously not the king's intention to trigger a full-scale war. So the new question has arisen, why is the Mengxiang Village?"

Speaking is an art, and the ups and downs of voices can arouse the interest of listeners than plain dialogue: "A army of up to five thousand people is not a decimal, and it consumes a lot of food every day. Even if the Lu people in Mengxiang Village stand there and do nothing, let us break through the village, the food and cloth we get from their warehouses will be at most equal to the cost of this dispatch. We will not get any benefits at all."
Chapter completed!