With Ningzhi in his arms, the gangster was about to lift his hand, but Guan Ji took the initiative to hug him and whispered in his ear, "Alang, thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

Feng Yongqi said.

"Thank you Alang for being so kind to me."

As soon as Feng Yong heard this, he knew that she was still apologetic for kicking him into the paddy field, so he patted her smooth back and coaxed, "You are my beloved, husband and wife are one, and I don't do anything to you."

Okay, then who should I treat well?"

"Um……"

Guan Ji murmured, her nasal voice touching the heart.

The water ripples gently...

"Oh... hiss... tap, tap, oh, yes, that's it..."

Feng Yong shivered and closed his eyes in relief.

At the same time, I secretly thought in my heart, corruption, corruption, this feudal society is really corrupt to the extreme, how can this pre-marital education teach women such things...

Sure enough, it is very important to coax your wife well on weekdays!

In April of the fourth year of Jianxing of the Han Dynasty, Langlu returned to the camp of the Yanniu tribe and described in detail what he saw and heard in Qiongdu to the king of the Yanniu tribe.

"Nowadays, Qiongdu is undergoing extensive construction work, rebuilding the city walls, and cultivating farms, and it has begun to show signs of prosperity. The soldiers under his command have high morale and well-organized camps. They are elite men."

"What's more important is that under the orders of the Ghost King, everyone, regardless of Han or barbarian, obeys the orders and no one disobeys them. As long as they work hard, everyone will have enough food to eat and they won't have to suffer from hunger."

"Even the old people of Dongqu, who were frightened by the power of the Ghost King and had enough food to satisfy their hunger, still worked with peace of mind and did not miss their old masters..."

"Can there be food in the Dongqu Department?" Lang Lu asked in surprise.

In the past, tribes attacked each other, and those who were exterminated, except for women who were kidnapped and had a chance to survive, all the old and weak were killed.

As for Jingzhuang, most of them were almost killed in battle.

Even those who survived became the slaves of the victor. Every winter, they were the first to freeze to death and starve to death.

This ghost king, even if he doesn't kill people, he still gives enough food rations?

This is not like what was rumored.

Lang Li nodded, "Although the work is more arduous than that of the tribes that actively seek refuge, and they are often monitored on weekdays, there is no shortage of food rations."

"I didn't expect the Ghost King to be such a generous person."

Lang Lu sighed in admiration, and then thought that some people in his tribe were still starving, while the old people of the Dongqu tribe who had been exterminated could have enough to eat every day, and suddenly felt a little unbalanced in his heart.

"Your Majesty, the tribes around Qiongdu are divided into two tribes. One is like the Dongqu tribe. They were defeated and captured. They are slaves of the ghost king and have no freedom."

"The second is to take the initiative to surrender. As long as you obey the orders of the Ghost King, the Ghost King will set aside a place for him to live, and the leader will still control his tribe. On weekdays, he will build cities and open up wasteland, and distribute his own rations. In the future, he will be able to allocate fields according to head.

No need to worry about famine."

Having said this, Lang Lu glanced at Lang Li and said, "Many people in our Yanniu tribe froze to death and starved to death last winter. Now the tribe's food rations are not much, and many people cannot eat enough."

"So I thought, what if I take my troops and go to the Ghost King to save some rations and leave them to the King's headquarters. In this case, everyone can have enough to eat. What do you think?"

Lang Lu's heart moved.

The Yanniu tribe is actually a tribe composed of several tribes, and he does not have the final say alone.

The leaders below actually lead their own tribes on weekdays. Only when big things happen, they will gather together.

The reason why he is the king of the Yanniu tribe is because he has the largest tribe, so everyone is willing to listen to him.

Although Lang Li was asking for his opinion, he was actually giving him face as the king of the Yanniu tribe.

Thinking of the praise he had just given to Qiongdu and the Ghost King, it seemed that he had already made up his mind.

What's more, he was willing to leave rations.

"It's just that uncle, aren't you afraid that the Ghost King will annex your tribe?"

Although Lang Lu was happy to see his headquarters grow, Lang Li was his uncle after all, so he was a little worried.

"Your Majesty, our Yanniu tribe has been nomadic in Hanjia County for nearly a hundred years, and now there are only a few thousand households. Why? It is precisely because of insufficient food rations that many people freeze to death and starve to death every winter."

"Continuing like this is not an option. The Han people are strong and looked down on us in the past. Now we finally have a ghost king who treats the Han people as barbarians. This is the opportunity for our Yanniu tribe to go out. I don't want to lose this opportunity."

Lang Li wanted to take his tribe to Qiongdu, but he actually had selfish motives.

There is no hope for him to become the king of the Yanniu tribe in this life. Instead of being trapped in the mountains of Hanjia County and watching his tribesmen freeze to death and starve to death every year, it is better to be like those tribes in Qiongdu.

At least you don't have to worry about running out of food.

Listening to whose words is not listening?

More importantly, the Ghost King has now captured the hearts of the Han barbarians in Qiongdu, and coupled with the elite soldiers under his command, Lang Li is deeply shocked: The Ghost King has only been in Qiongdu for a short time, and he can make everyone in Qiongdu work with peace of mind. This is extraordinary.

All you can do.

Now that Lang Lu has led his army into Yuexun, it is considered an offense. Who knows if he will be resented by the Ghost King?

Back then, Gaoding, Meng Huo and others occupied the three counties of Nanzhong. Their military strength was several times stronger than that of the Yanniu tribe. Where is An now?

Even though the Dongqu Tribe and the Zhuoma Tribe are not as good as the Yanniu Tribe, they are not too far apart. How fast could their defeat be?

Advancement is beneficial, retreating is harmful. Whether it is advancement or retreat, why bother asking?

Lang Lu has never been to Qiongdu and has not seen the appearance of Qiongdu with his own eyes, so naturally he does not understand Langli's psychology.

When I heard this, I thought he was really thinking about the Yanniu Department, so I nodded in agreement: "Since my uncle has made up his mind, I won't stop him."

After thinking for a while, he asked again, "It's just that Dong Kuiqu kept saying he wanted revenge, but now my uncle is going to join the Ghost King, so how can we explain it to him?"

"Why explain?"

Lang Li sneered, "We took away all the old things in his hands. He didn't say anything, but I'm afraid he also has resentment in his heart. Now that I'm going to seek refuge with the Ghost King, I might as well borrow another item from him."

When Lang Lu heard this, he immediately understood and nodded, "Then Dongkuiqu was very violent in the past. Not to mention the Dongqu tribe, other tribes were also bullied by it. If we kill him, we are not afraid of anyone saying that

What, just..."

Having said this, he had a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, "What about the horse-catching department? Wei Lang is usually very popular, but now that he is in a desperate situation, he cannot be easily attacked."

"The captured horse is brave. Your Majesty can keep it and provide it with food. When you attack other tribes later, you can drive it to the front. It can be regarded as a good dog."

Lang Li suggested.

"good!"

Lang Lu praised.

The uncle and nephew had already discussed it, so they devised a plan to falsely invite Dongkaiqu to a banquet. When he arrived at the camp, a group of guards swarmed in and hacked him to death.

Langli had his head chopped off, and then took his head and his tribe to defect to the Ghost King.
Chapter completed!