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Chapter 113 Men Should Be Direct

Lan Ji had no objection to Wei Xiang's words, but just raised a small concern: "Will you be recognized?"

Wei Xiang said: "Didn't you ask you to bring fifty sets of Nai Juru's clothes before?"

So after a moment, fifty people from "Chin Di" who seemed almost not much different from Nei Juru appeared.

Wei Xiang stood next to the stream, looking at the feather crown of his avatar, and felt like a colorful chicken waving his tail constantly!

Lan Jie touched her chin and twitched her tongue aside: "Wei Xiang, Wei Xiang, I didn't expect that you, a person with such outstanding martial arts, have fair skin."

With a bang, Wei Xiang knocked out Lan Jie's hand that was stretched to his chest expressionlessly: "Do you want to try the taste of the flying top? We are not like you guys, either revealing here or there every day."

As the saying goes, "It is a good thing to be poor, wealthy and military. Although the Wei family is just a third-rate family in Jin State, if it is put into the whole world, Wei Xiang is indeed an absolute "three rich generations".

What's wrong with the skin of a rich child? Who stipulates that people with good figures should not have white skin?

But at a farther distance, Lan Ru's gaze at Wei Xiang made Wei Xiang feel a very strange feeling.

Why do you feel like she wants to eat people?

In order to get rid of this confusing embarrassment, Wei Xiang called Wei Jing: "Send a reliable person to guard the village that the doctor of Handan said before, and hand over my letter to the visitor."

Since the Chidi tribes each had their own precautions and disobedience to each other, the camps of the four major Chidi tribes were stationed separately, which gave Wei Xiang and his party great convenience.

At dusk that day, after the Chidi tribes stopped their offensive, a small team of Chidi, with less than 100 people, came to the military camp of the Neijiru tribe. The leader was Lan, the leader of the Neijiru tribe, and Lan, the second son of Ji.

Landu, the highest commander of the Neijiru tribe, was overjoyed after hearing this and immediately went out to greet him.

Seeing Lan Jie and Lando hugging each other heavily, Wei Xiang felt that he seemed to have returned to the kind of hug and greeting scenes that African tribal chiefs saw on TV in his previous life.

What made Wei Xiang even more speechless was that he was also a colorful chicken!

Soon, Lando noticed Wei Xiang's existence, after all, only three colorful chickens were present: "This one is..."

Wei Xiang bowed his hand and smiled and said, "I have seen Da Bao Lu."

Bao Lu means the general in the dialect of Guiru.

Lan Jie winked at Lando and said, "Go in and say!"

Lando's eyes flashed slightly, and then looked at Lan Ru in surprise: "Sister, why are you here too?"

Lan Ru smiled at her elder brother: "I'll fight!"

Lando laughed and shook his head: "It's such a nonsense. Only father can obey you so much. Go in and talk."

After a while, the group was already sitting in the main tent.

"So that's it." Lando nodded slowly, his eyes falling on Wei Xiang: "So, my father has agreed to cooperate with Handan... no, has he cooperated with Zhao?"

Wei Xiang nodded very seriously and said, "That's true. The leader of the Lan and Ji tribe is smart and able to understand the situation. He is a top-notch figure among the Chi Di. It is not surprising that he can make such a wise decision."

Lando let out a light breath and his eyes fell on Lan Jie: "Brother Zhong, you must know that I can't just rely on your words... have you brought the token?"

Lan Jie nodded, took off a rope ring from his hand, and handed it to Lando: "Please look, brother."

Wei Xiang looked closely and found an ordinary shell hanging in the rope ring, which was the type that could be picked up by the lake and the river.

Then, Wei Xiang saw that Lando took the shell from Lan Jie very seriously, observed it carefully for a long time, then nodded very seriously, and returned the shell to Lan Jie: "Since it is my father's order, then do it like this."

Wei Xiang touched his chin speechlessly and used a shell as a token? Isn’t it a bit too unserious?

Lando knocked on the table and suddenly laughed: "To be honest, I just had a fight with the Lu king today, and now I have received the order from my father, so I can breathe a sigh of relief. What should I do next?"

The next moment, Lando found that his younger brother and sister looked at Wei Xiang at the same time.

Wei Xiang said: "Da Bao Lu, can you tell me more about the other tribes of Chidi this time?"

Lando was silent for a moment and suddenly smiled: "This is natural. Come on, let me introduce it to the envoy. This time, the Lu family sent troops to Handan, there were as many as 7,000 people, more than 5,000 people in Jia, and more than 4,000 people in Liuyu. Our soldiers and horses of Guru were among three thousand. Now the four divisions each occupy one side. Our Guru surrounded Handan to the south, Liuyu to the east, and Lu family to the north..."

Lando talked endlessly for a while before he finished the arrangement of the entire Chidi army.

The eldest son of Guru's speech was clearly organized and told, which made Wei Xiang nod.

This is what an heir should look like. In contrast, Lan Jie and Xiao Baonu, the younger brother and sister, are simply spoiled examples!

So, Wei Xiang smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then I have an immature idea..."

Wei Xiang said this.

As they listened, everyone in the tent was moved.

Lando said in surprise: "Is this too risky?"

Wei Xiang smiled slightly and said, "There are still too few of your three thousand troops. Even if you suddenly turn against the battlefield, you may not be able to achieve satisfactory results. How can you get a tiger's son if you don't enter the tiger's den? Besides, with Da Bao Lu being there, the possibility of success is still very high, right?"

Lando's face was gloomy and he didn't answer for a while.

Lan Jie couldn't help but said, "Brother, I think this plan is very good. If you are worried, I will go with you tomorrow!"

"Nonsense!" Lando stared at Lan Jie fiercely, scaring Lan Jie's head to shrink and dared not speak.

After a while, Lando sighed and said, "Since the messenger is so brave, then Lando naturally cannot be timid. Just do this."

Wei Xiang laughed heartily and bowed to Lando: "Thank you, Da Bao Lu."

Lando smiled with a smile: "The messenger is praised, it is all that Lando should do. Come on, take the messenger down to rest."

After Wei Xiang left, Lando turned his gaze to Lan Ru's face and said slowly: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Lan Ru lowered her head and didn't say anything.

Lando sighed and said, "You want me to help him, but you don't tell me the reason, right?"

Lan Jie couldn't wait to speak: "Brother is right, my little sister is Sichun!"
Chapter completed!
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