Chapter 021 Need It

As soon as the "uspicious time" arrived, Lin Zimo and Zhao Wenxuan went to the campus together. The 500 horses ready to go are neatly arranged, and they can only be pulled out with the order of the general. After the two brothers turned over their horses separately, they took the lead in leaving. They closely followed a large number of officers and soldiers who went to rob other people's territory.

Nalan Jianye received a handwritten letter from Lin Zimo and knew that the time was ripe to take action. He seemed quite excited in his heart, and his summoner issued his general order. They were in an urgent hurry for 1,200 people and rushed to the round ground in the letter.

The troops of Nalan Jianye, who rushed to Pingshadi earlier, saw that Lin Zimo was leading a large number of officers and soldiers in his direction in a short time. Sitting on the horse and seeing the dust rising on the ground, he could tell that there should be hundreds of officers and soldiers. His subordinates are very excited. After all, the opportunity to legally rob and make a fortune is coming.

Nalan Jianye, with his legs and a horse's stomach, took the initiative to meet Lin Zimo, while he was only followed by seven or eight close guards. When the two met, they each grabbed the horse's reins. Although we both know what we are going to do, we need to talk about what we should explain and say.

"I'll bring someone to help you surround every way out and pass, and you can do it directly." Lin Zimo, with a strange smile, had to do this very unkind thing and said, "Don't have any mental burden, just do it cleanly and neatly. The crime of their tribe is to slander the court and deliberately rebel. As for the subsequent submission, I will handle it for you.

What Nalan Jianye wants is what he said. As long as his behavior is recognized by the Han government and the court, he is not afraid of being settled by the Han people. After all, there is a risk that he will annex the inherent territory of other tribes. Nalan Jianye, who nodded with a smile, paid attention to the real intention and permission of the other party, and did not have to worry about the mantis catching the cicada and the yellow finch behind.

Nalan Jianye, who has always been loyal to the Ming court, is about to marry Lin Zimo, so that he can let go of his hands, feet and courage to say, "The peripheral affairs will trouble the Lin magistrate. As for the rest of the matter, just take a look!"

Lin Zimo smiled strangely again and stretched out his left hand to touch his horse's neck. Feng Qingyun said lightly, "Very good, then I can rush back for dinner in time before the gate closes."

Nalan Jianye, who laughed loudly, saw that they still reached a tacit understanding with each other, so he turned back to his own people. He pulled out the long knife around his waist and was extremely excited to tell his sergeants that he could take action. Lin Zimo, who was sitting on the horse, saw them howling and rushing towards the destination.

Zhao Wenxuan, who didn't say anything and heard what they were talking about, asked, "Brother, what are we going to do?"

"You and I will each take some people to act separately." Lin Zimo, who was thoughtful, joked, "I'm timid and afraid of death, so I have to take a man and horse to follow and see how the Qiang people's combat effectiveness is? As for whether you want to train your soldiers or to quell the rebellion with them, it's up to you.

Zhao Wenxuan, who smiled slightly, naturally understood the meaning of his words, so he personally led 300 people and followed. As for the excuse, I have already figured it out and lied that if the two families have a good relationship, they have to advance and retreat together. Seeing that his brother-in-law had left, Lin Zimo, he led the remaining 200 people into three parts to help them guard the entrances and exits.

Lin Zimo, who turned over and got off the horse, lay on a stone next to the entrance, put his hands behind his head, raised his legs, and seemed to leisurely issue an order to the two hundred households standing next to him: "You have all remembered it for me. The obedient man, let him live. If you don't obey, then you don't have to be a person anymore.

Two hundred households were old brothers who followed all the way from Guangxi. They looked at each other and understood the meaning of the magistrate. They said with one voice, "Lord Lin, don't worry. We both know how to do it."

Lin Zimo, who was half closed and half opened his eyes, raised his left hand and waved it, and then continued to hum and sing the little song he had heard. I know it will be a killing, but someone has to make so-called sacrifices. He felt that if he did not support Nalan Jianye, he could not form a three-legged tripod in the foreign tribes. He wants to get this effect of mutual checks and balances, otherwise his pressure and threats cannot be solved.

Lin Zimo, who is extremely clear in his heart, knows that genocide is impossible. After all, guidance is far better than direct blocking. In addition, there are many mountains and forests, and the traffic is inconvenient, which will provide a hiding place for the fishes with hatred. Instead of letting them wait for revenge, it is better to make good use of their contradictions and desires for themselves.

Nalan Jianye and Zhao Wenxuan did not join forces, but assigned two responsible areas respectively. Nalan Construction Department, which had been unable to resist for a long time, took action first. At the moment when a feather arrow shot through the target tribe and sentry the body of the Qiang people, a massacre began. The sergeant of Nalan Construction Department, who pulled out the machete at his waist one after another, rushed in.

Zhao Wenxuan, who was sitting on the horse, was not in a hurry to order the soldiers to charge, but carefully observed their combat effectiveness and tactics. As an connoyan, he can see that the individual combat ability of the Qiang people is not bad. However, there is a considerable lack of tactics for platooning and coordination. Qiang people will not feel inadequate in such a small-scale battle, but if there is a large-scale battle, they will show weakness. After all, fighting is different from group fighting.

Zhao Wenxuan, who did not waste any more time to continue to observe, picked up his silver gun and killed it. Some of the 300 officers and soldiers simply thought that they came to help Nalan Construction Department strengthen their prestige, but unexpectedly it was a battle against the weak. Seeing the top recruits, there are many fewer fears on the battlefield. In addition, Zhao Wenxuan, a thousand households, encouraged their morale enough to make them in the goat stage eager to show the "horns" on their heads and kill them after him.

The Han people will not be soft to kill the Qiang people, and the Qiang people do not show any hesitation in killing the Qiang people. Screams, howls, and crying can be said to be one after another. The firelight and the knife light reflect each other. The Qiang tribe, who was completely at a loss, never dreamed that they would be strangled by the officers and other Qiang tribes. Their tribal leader was already unable to care about his own clan, so he left his wife and children and took his own personal guard to kill a bloody road.

More than 30 people in their group, who were covered with blood and sweat, showed a frightened expression and were eager to run for their lives, followed by a few lucky clans to the pass guarded by Lin Zimo.

Seeing a lieutenant with a strange movement in front of him, he ran to the magistrate and said, "Lord Lin, there is a situation."

Lin Zimo, who was half asleep and half awake, suddenly opened his eyes, and a carp stood up and walked over. The Qiang people who stopped noticed that there were more than a hundred officers and soldiers guarding this gate. Among them, there are not only archers, but also firemans. It is unlikely to break out. After all, they occupy favorable terrain.

Seeing that Lin Zimo was the leader of Qiang who came over, he cried with tears on his face and said, "Lin Zhifu, what's going on earth is going on?"

Lin Zimo, with his hands on his back, pretended to be cold and said, "What's the matter? You should be clear."

The Qiang leader, who was completely in the dark, knelt on his knees and said blankly, "I know that my tribe has been inexplicably besieged by the Nalan Construction Department and the officers and army. As for the rest, it is not clear at all. I hope you can make it clear.

Lin Zimo, who had already arranged the name of guilt for him, pretended to be righteous and said harshly, "You betrayed the court and deliberately rebelled. This is the purpose of the government and Nalan Jianye leading the sergeants to come here.

Tears flowed, and the Qiang leader, who raised his hands high, cried loudly: "It's really a great injustice."

"Don't act in front of me." Lin Zimo, who had already made his subordinates ready, said with a sneer, "You are a three-year-old doll in this house, and you can't deceive you at will. At this stage, you will naturally be wronged. If you want to become a matter, Anhua City and the official's head will be in your hands.

"Lin Zhifu, I was indeed framed by a traitor." The frightened Qiang leader knelt on the ground and pleaded bitterly, "I am loyal to the court, and my loyalty is also the sun and the moon. Lord Lin, don't listen to one side and wrong the good people who are loyal to the court.

As soon as he finished speaking, there were a lot of people behind him who howled and cried. When they came to such a situation, they were already scared to death when they saw a horse chasing Nalan Jianye behind them. There is no way forward, and there are pursuers behind, which makes the Qiang people in this industry who want to survive feel that they have gone to the entrance to hell.

Lin Zimo, who had no expression on his face, was not in a hurry to take action and continued to fool him: "Since you are loyal to the court, why do you still hold the blade in front of me? If you are really wronged, I will give you justice. Your act of gathering people and holding weapons makes it difficult for the government to believe what you said.

The Qiang leader, who was unnoticed, turned around and ordered, "You all put down your blades."

A bodyguard standing not far away has long looked around and felt something wrong. He kindly reminded his master, "Lead, if we put down our weapons, we will become a lamb to be slaughtered by others."