"Let's go, Er Gou. Take us to the village."
Cheng Yaojin looked at Er Gou and smiled.
Er Gou nodded and walked toward the village. Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong followed closely behind.
However, something unexpected happened. Before they reached the entrance of the village, a series of uneven roars could be heard.
"Who is it? Stop. "
"Don't go any further."
The people who spoke were the men with iron weapons at the entrance of the village.
"Whoa …"
Cheng Yaojin quickly reined in his horse.
He took a closer look and found that the three men in front of him were as skinny as Er Gou, but their eyes were extremely fierce. No wonder they were used to guard the village.
At this time, the soldier who led Cheng Yaojin's horse stepped forward and said, "Little brothers, please don't misunderstand. We are soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. We are here to express our condolences."
They were here to persuade people to move, not to fight. The tactics used on the battlefield could not be used on civilians.
"Condolences? Who are you kidding? Last time, a group of soldiers came to the pass and said they were here to express their condolences. Later, they stole our food and ran away, leaving us hungry. Are you with them? "
The leader of the men stepped forward and waved the iron fork in his hand, filled with righteous indignation.
"What? Damn it. "
Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened in anger. He clenched his right fist and said, "Who the hell is so bold to do something under Lao Tzu's nose?"
He was a man who hated evil. Besides, he had been in the army for many years, so he could not bear to hear such things.
The people at the border were already suffering enough. Usually, they had to suffer from blizzards and Turkic kidnappings. He did not expect the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to kidnap them. These guys were not human.
Not only him, but the soldiers behind him were also enraged. They were all soldiers under Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong, and had always been disciplined. They didn't even dare to think about doing such a thing, let alone do it. Today, someone actually did it, and it was even at the border. This made everyone's anger reach the peak.
"That's right. Motherf * cker, it's that bastard. Tell Old Cheng and me. When we go back, I'll chop him into pieces."
Yuchi Gong, who had been silent all this while, finally couldn't take it anymore. He clenched his right fist and placed it on his chest, assuring everyone.
Cheng Yaojin also nodded. Even if Big Lao Hei didn't say it, he would have said it himself. These scum thought that they could do whatever they wanted at the border. Lao Tzu would definitely chop them up alive and report to His Majesty to have their entire families executed.
Although everyone was filled with righteous indignation, the other party didn't seem to believe them. He just replied coldly, "Come on, you soldiers are all the same. Stop acting."
As soon as he finished speaking, Buttface stepped forward and said, "Zhu Zi, Ugly Boy, please don't misunderstand. They are really here to express their concern."
It didn't matter if Buttface didn't say anything. Maybe he didn't notice Xu Que. But as soon as Buttface spoke, everyone started to criticize Xu Que.
"Er Gou, you motherf * cker, why are you with these soldiers?"
"Did you bring these people here?"
"Quick, tell us, did you betray the village?"
Buttface quickly waved his hand and explained anxiously, "No, how could I betray the village? These people are really here to express their concern. They even gave me something to eat just now. If you don't believe me, take a look."
After saying that, Buttface took out a half-black, half-white steamed bun and showed it to everyone. He had stolen it when no one was looking. He had been holding it in front of his chest, so it had become half-black and half-white.
Everyone looked at it and their faces were full of shock.
They had never seen such a white steamed bun before. There was no such thing in the village.
The only possibility was that it was from these soldiers. It seemed that Buttface wasn't lying.
But why did these soldiers come to the village?
Were they really here to express their concern?
They didn't believe this nonsense. It seemed that they needed Buttface to prove it.
"Buttface, come here."
Zhu Zi waved at Buttface.
Buttface looked back at Cheng Yaojin, who nodded at him. Then, he slowly walked to the village entrance.
"Buttface, give me the steamed bun."
Zhu Zi put down the fork in his hand and looked at the white steamed bun in Buttface's hand.
Buttface hesitated for a moment, but still handed the white steamed bun to Zhu Zi.
Zhu Zi picked up the white steamed bun and gnawed on it, making everyone's hearts itch.
When the white steamed bun was finished, Zhu Zi looked at everyone. "You guys stay here and don't let them in. I'll go and tell the old man."
After saying that, Zhu Zi pulled Buttface into the village.
The two men who were left behind were still looking at Cheng Yaojin and the others with forks in their hands.
Cheng Yaojin didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this scene. If he wanted to force his way in, these two men could stop him.
However, from the beginning, he didn't want to use force. The people at the border were already suffering enough. How could he have the heart to bully them?
And most importantly, this time, he came with a mission.
After a while, Zhu Zi and Buttface came back. They were supporting an old man with a walking stick. He was about 60 years old and walked very slowly. The old man had sparse hair on his head. He staggered as if he would fall down if he didn't pay attention.
Behind them, there was a group of men. There were about twenty of them. Some of them were holding sticks, while others were holding iron weapons. They looked like they were coming in a menacing manner.
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