When Governor Feng said this, the look of anger on his face appeared again:

"But Pu Heyu felt that his people should be chosen first, and then it would be the turn of Yi to join the army."

Yu Zhugejian knew that this was something Puhe Yu would most likely do.

I couldn't help but cursed my short-sightedness in my heart.

It's just that you still haven't said why he pulled out the knife on you!

"I just said a few fair words, but he felt that I was deliberately trying to get in trouble with him in public, and wanted to draw a knife on me."

Governor Feng looked at Yu Zhugejian with a faint look:

"Chief Yuzhu Gejian, you know that Yi Congjun has always regarded me as his parent. Naturally, he is very angry when he sees Pu He Yu like this."

"And they don't know where they heard the news, saying that Puhe Yu had attacked them..."

Yuzhu Gejian was trembling on the spot!

He only felt that his back was soaked.

He suddenly regretted coming to see Feng Yong.

His throat was a little dry, so Yu Zhugejian laughed twice, but his smile was uglier than crying.

To be honest, in his opinion, Ke Bineng's previous actions were indeed correct.

After all, who knows what kind of person Feng Langjun is?

Therefore, it is easy to get the maximum benefit for yourself by trying it out in the early stage.

But now that things have happened, part of Puhe Yu has died because of this reason, which makes him want to cry again.

What is this thing called?

"Feng, Mr. Feng, it's okay. There must be a thief spreading rumors..."

Governor Feng smiled bitterly:

"I also know that this is impossible. It was only at that time that everyone defeated the Wei thief. The murderous intention was not gone. Puhe was so angry that he immediately drew his sword and wanted to kill someone."

As he said that, he spread his hands and said, "So things became like this."

Although there are still some doubts, such as why Feng Langjun did not stop this chaos in time.

But Yu Zhugejian no longer planned to ask further.

He came alone, not to reason, let alone to question.

Mainly to express goodwill, mainly to stabilize Feng Governor.

As long as Feng Langjun knew that he had no intention of confronting the Han army, and as long as the warriors of the tribe could escape this disaster, whatever the other party said would be what they said.

Just because the situation is stronger than the person.

He once again lowered his stance and asked for Puhe Yu's body to be returned to him.

Governor Feng didn't feel embarrassed at all. He ordered the corpses to be carried out. The key was that the armor-piercing heavy arrows on Puhe Yu's body could not appear.

As soon as Yu Zhugejian took Puhe Yu's body back, the nobles of the tribe who had already gathered there all looked humiliated and angry:

“The Han people bully others too much!”

"Sir, why should we be afraid of him? Let's fight him!"

"Master Puheyu is dead, how will we explain to Kebi Neng then?"

…

"Shut up, everyone!" Yu Zhugejian turned away from his humility towards the Han people and shouted sullenly:

"Do you want everyone to die together? Do you want all the warriors in the clan to be buried in this mountain forest?"

"The great Xianbei warriors who cannot gallop on their war horses are like eagles with broken wings. In this situation, if you want to bring the warriors of the tribe back to the grassland, just shut your mouths!"

Yuzhu Gejian temporarily took over Puhe Yu's tribe and ordered the nobles of the clan not to act rashly.

Then he sent dozens of horses, intending to quietly send a message to the north.

"Your Majesty, we intercepted several messengers sent by the Yuzhu Revolutionary Guards to deliver a message to Kebineng."

After the sun went down, Bald-faced Kheli came to report.

Governor Feng, who was reading a book, said "Hmm" without raising his head and asked in a low voice:

"What is the content?"

"It is precisely today that Puhe Yu was killed."

Governor Feng finally put down his book, walked to the entrance of the camp, and looked at the Xianbei camp.

After a long time, he suddenly said:

"Balda Kheli, I want to give you something."

"As long as the prince has given orders, the general will not hesitate to die."

"It's not that serious." Governor Feng looked to the west, where the hilltop had swallowed up the last trace of the afterglow.

He raised his thumb, lightly scratched his throat, and looked at Bald Kheli meaningfully:

"understand?"

The muscles on Bald Kheli's back immediately tensed up!

"The Yi Cong Army is at your command. You can also borrow manpower from the Tiger Infantry Army and Wudang Battalion. Most of them are blind. Especially Eshun, he has more experience in working in the mountains."

Bald-haired Kheli swallowed hard, gritted his teeth and nodded:

"You will eventually understand."

After saying that, he hugged his fists heavily, turned around and left.

At this time, in the camp of the Xianbei Hu people, several noble leaders who had been secretly called over by Yu Zhugejian were discussing matters.

"We must turn back. The warriors can no longer sacrifice their lives for the Han people!"

As soon as this was said, everyone immediately agreed.

Yu Zhugejian’s face was so gloomy that he was about to drip with water:

"Feng Yongyong can't let us go easily! Just look at the arrangement of the Han army. They have not relaxed their vigilance against us at all."

"Han dogs are too bullying!"

"Fight them!"

"If we fight hard, we will completely break our skin. The warriors may never be able to return to the grassland."

Yu Zhugejian shook his head again.

"Then what should we do!"

Someone said impatiently.

Yu Zhugejian's eyes flickered and he said slowly:

"Tomorrow I will bury Mr. Puheyu. The day after tomorrow I will ask the Han people to lead the warriors to attack the next camp of the Wei thieves."

As he spoke, a cruel smile appeared on his face, "Don't the Han people just want us to sacrifice our lives for them? I followed their wishes!"

"What? It's time for Yuzhu to revolutionize construction, and you still have to work for the Han people. Do you really want to be the Han people's dog?"

He has a bad temper and scolds him immediately.

Yu Zhugejian stared at the other party coldly:

"Feng Yongyong can never let us look back. As long as we move forward, we will still have a chance to survive, and we may even have a chance to avenge Master Puheyu."

"Either you are buried in this valley by the Han people. Which one do you choose?"

"Avenge Master Puheyu?" Everyone was immediately attracted by these words, "How to avenge?"

Yu Zhugejian smiled coldly:

"Of course let Wei people help!"

Those who want to compete with the Wei people in Guanzhong are the Han people, not the Xianbei people.

Since we can help the Han people to defeat Guanzhong, we can also help the Wei people to defeat the Han people.

Yu Zhugejian even believed that as long as his side made a counterattack, the Wei people would only get what they wanted.

This can be said to be a desperate attempt to survive.

Yu Zhugejian's eyes swept over all the noble leaders and said without any doubt:

"We want to get out of the current predicament, and this is the best way!"

Just when the leaders of the nobles were hesitating, a cry of death suddenly rang out from a certain direction.

"What happened?"

At the most sensitive moment, Yu Zhugejian rushed out of the tent in one stride, and what he saw were dots of torches.
To be continued...