Prime Minister take care

Chapter 37

The dark night is silent, and the land under the moonlight is smoky and steaming.

In the distance, Bonan County seems like a giant beast standing among the mountains in the dark night.However, this giant beast seemed very quiet, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

Samoko waved his hand, and behind him, almost all the soldiers of the Yi tribe were quietly moving towards Bonan County.They took off the animal bone necklaces they were wearing, as well as any decorations that could make a sound.

"Dong Tu Na, why hasn't your spy sent a signal yet?"

Ambushing in the dense grass outside the city, feeling the annoying buzz of mosquitoes, Samoko asked impatiently.

"Wait a minute!"

Dong Tuna followed Samoko. Tonight, he also took the warriors from the tribe to participate in this operation.

Just when Samoko was about to approach the edge of endurance, in the distance, the torch held on top of the city shook gently three times.

Then, the city gate that had been silent for a long time slowly opened.

Samoko shouted and stood up, "Warriors, charge at me!"

As Samoko roared, the ground began to tremble.Two tribes of Yi warriors rushed toward Bonan County one after another.

Samoko rode forward and headed towards the city gate.Just like the lion king who is proud of all the beasts in this misty and bitter forest.

Faint red flames floated around Samoko's body, looking very dazzling in the dark night.In terms of speed and impact, Samoko was comparable to a galloping war horse on the grassland at this moment, and only a few elite warriors behind him could keep up.

"Samoko, you rushed too fast!"

Dong Tuna shouted from behind, but Samoko couldn't hear him at all. He rushed forward and plunged into the city gate hole.

By the time Dong Tunna took his tribe to the city gate, Samoko's troops had already rushed into the city.

On the city wall, lights were lit.The sun-like fire shocked Dong Tuna, and then he saw a young man with a feather fan and turban standing on the wall of Wengcheng surrounded by soldiers.

There was thin sweat on his skinny face, his whole body was hot, and his mouth was very dry. Dong Tuna licked his lips, trying to bring back a sense of moisture in his mouth.

His heart was beating unsatisfactorily, and Dong Tuna realized that his position at the moment was extremely important.Samoko led his warriors to the front, while he followed behind, leaving a large gap between him and Samoko's army.

The Zhou army, which had already been ambushing on both sides of the city gate, had not yet begun to encircle them. In other words, Dong Tuna's next choice would have an extremely important impact on the outcome of the battle.

If he had led the tribe's warriors to rush over, Samoko might have survived.But if he retreats and allows the Zhou army to complete the encirclement, then Samoko and his barbarian soldiers will undoubtedly die.

Save or not?
Greed arose in his heart, like the venom of a poisonous snake, spreading all over his body in an instant, making Dong Tu Na's wrinkled face become even colder.

"Tong Tu Na, what are you doing?"

Samoko's voice sounded from the front, and among the crowd, the red flames burning around his body were still dazzling.

Dong Tuna sneered, issued a retreat order, and retreated with his tribe's soldiers.Before leaving, he glanced at Yang Xian on the city wall.

The young man's face remained calm, looking at all this with a cold eye, like a calm pond.

A faint doubt arose in Dong Tuna's heart. Was this also part of the young man's calculation?But then, this doubt was diluted by greater joy.

Samoko, as long as you die, I will be the king of Yi in the southwest from now on!
"Let go of me, let go of me!"

In the county government office, Samoko's whole body was tied up with thick ropes soaked in oil and escorted to Yang Xian.

It took a lot of effort to subdue the Yi King.

"Yang Xian, kill him if you want! I will never frown."

Yang Xian was sitting in the main seat in the lobby, and beside him stood Jiao An, the current military staff officer of the Changce Army.

"Don't be in a hurry!"

Yang Xian glanced at Samoko and waved his feather fan slowly.There was a noise on the side, and Samoko turned his head and saw two Changce sergeants in full armor escorting a leader of the Yi tribe into the lobby.

I know Samoko, the leader of the Yi tribe, and they often do business with his tribe. We often interact with him and have drinks together. We are considered to be on good terms with each other.

When he defected to the Zhou army along with Jiao An, it was a pity for Samoko.

"Why did you betray the Prime Minister?"

Jiao An was standing by and asked loudly.In fact, he was very angry. He originally wanted to bring more than a dozen barbarian tribes to submit to the Zhou army and get a promotion.But now, there is such a traitor among this group of people. If the Prime Minister hadn't been cautious, they might have to confess here tonight.

Jiao An couldn't figure it out. This leader's tribesmen and family were all at the rear. Even if Samoko could capture this place tonight, his tribe's people, wife and children would not escape death.

But even so, this leader betrayed without hesitation. For what reason?
"I don't want to betray the Prime Minister. My tribe people have finally been able to live a stable life, and I don't want to either."

The leader was in a trance and was talking casually. After a while, his skin turned purple, his whole body was twitching, his mouth was drooling, and he looked extremely miserable.

The changes in the hall made everyone tremble, even Samoko was no exception.

"Old One-Eye, what's wrong with you?"

"He's poisoned!"

Yang Xian's soft voice spread throughout the hall, like a reassurance, making everyone feel at ease.Yang Xian waved his hand, and Huang Que walked over from the side and presented the medicine bag he carried with him.

Yang Xian took a pill from it and handed it to Huang Que.Huang Que took the pill, walked down the hall, and put the pill into the leader's mouth right in front of Samoke's eyes.

After taking the pill, the leader stopped trembling, the purple color on his face began to fade, and within a moment he regained consciousness.

As soon as he woke up, he looked at Yang Xian and kowtowed desperately.

"Prime Minister, I am willing to die. I only hope that the Prime Minister will spare the lives of the people in my tribe."

"It is understandable that you were controlled by others. But if you are guilty, you must not go unpunished. From today on, you will step down as the leader of the Kuntang tribe and be demoted to a mere pawn in the Fan army."

"Thank you, Prime Minister! Thank you, Prime Minister!"

Positive emotions from Old One Eye +666
"Then it's you next. Samoko, you're guilty!"

"What am I guilty of?"

Samoko suddenly broke away from Sergeant Chang Ce and stood up.

"As a subject of my great Zhou Dynasty, you have gathered troops to cause chaos, invaded the local area, harassed the people, and disturbed our borders. I don't want to fight again. As long as you return the gold and silver that I have plundered these days, I will spare you. Previous sins.”

"Hmph! The people of our tribe have always respected the strong, unlike you Zhou people who talk about the etiquette of Lao Shizi. You are poor and weak, and you are the food in my mouth. How can you spit out what you eat? I, Satsuma, As the king of Yi, Ke must safeguard the fine traditions of our clan and will never surrender to you Zhou people."

Samoko knew that these Zhou people liked to convince others with reason, so he spoke with dignity and awe-inspiring words.But to sum it up, the actual meaning is, why should I pay back what I robbed based on my ability?
"Then you don't know your guilt?"

"The laws of Zhou people can't control me!"

Yang Xian smiled and waved the feather fan lightly.

"Call me!"

The laws of the Zhou people cannot control you, but the sticks of the Zhou people can hit you!
Samoko was anxious and thought secretly: Aren't you Zhou people all about persuading people with reason? If you can't explain it, you will act like a hooligan!

The feeling of being slapped on the buttocks by a thick board was not pleasant. Summercobain wanted to use up the energy in his body to resist, but the child gave him a medicine. He was unable to do anything and was hit hard. Fifty big boards.

"You still haven't paid it back!"

"I still!"

(End of this chapter)