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He Ling squinted and looked at Zhang Jingche suspiciously. Zhang Jingche remained calm and let him look at him.

Dingbianhou, who was named by Chief Zhang, looked leisurely, as if the mess in front of him had nothing to do with him, poured a bowl of kumiss, and stuffed it into his mouth as if nothing had happened.By the time Zhang Jingche realized it, the kumiss had already gone halfway, so he had to slap a fan on Yang Fan's wrist.

After a while, He Ling sneered and said, "Cooperate with Marquis Dingbian? Mr. Zhang, do you think I'm stupid? What's the difference between this and seeking skin from a tiger!"

"Aren't you seeking skin from a tiger now?" Zhang Jingche found an orange out of nowhere, peeled it and ate it slowly, "Boss He should know a lot about the virtues of Beile people. Wolf, are you not afraid that one day a wolf will be lured into your house and eat up your huge wealth?"

He paused, holding his chin with a smile that was not a smile: "Actually, Boss He understands better than me. If you didn't want to leave a way out for yourself, why are you so eager to open up Nanyang trade routes?"

He Ling's face darkened, and he stopped talking.

The man in black who rushed in didn't show his face, but he opened his mouth in a rough grassland accent: "Mr. He, why are you talking nonsense with them? Just kill them!"

Zhang Jingche snatched the remaining half bowl of kumiss from Yang Fan, and shook it at He Ling: "Yang Hou and I are here to lure out the Beile spy who is hiding in Qidal... Now that the goal has been achieved, Boss He deserves all the credit." Young man, when we return to the Northwest Camp, Marquis Yang will definitely report the truth, why does the boss ask for credit?"

This is a blatant plan to alienate, He Ling can see it clearly, but the men in black don't think so.As expected, the leading Beile spy turned to He Ling and said angrily, "Mr. He, how dare you betray Khan?"

He Ling was secretly annoyed, and said with a sullen face: "Idiot! Didn't you hear that, did he deliberately sow discord!"

"Boss He knows whether to sow dissension or to discuss the matter as it stands!" Zhang Jingche said lightly, "From the moment you sold the dropped military rations to the Beile people, you have become a bereaved dog—the Central Plains court regards you as a traitor, Beile Seeing you as a running dog, everyone hates you to the bone, and no one takes you seriously!"

He Ling gritted his teeth secretly.

"Don't expect the nobles in Beijing to save you. Once something happens, they will be the first to push you out as a scapegoat." Zhang Jingche said coldly, "As for the people from Beile...ha, what you think they want is a few carts of food ?”

He Ling raised his head suddenly, staring at him coldly.

Zhang Jingche said as if there was no one else around: "It just so happens that the warriors from Beile are here. You might as well ask them if they are planning to drive straight in? At that time, there will be thousands of miles of red land in the Central Plains Pass, and your He family in Baoji will not be the first to escape!"

He Ling knew very well that this person was trying to confuse people, but he couldn't help but follow Zhang Jingche's thoughts.He turned his head suspiciously, and saw that the leader of the Beile people's eyes darkened slightly, and the long knife suddenly fell!

Yang Fan, who had been motionless all this time, brushed across the table like lightning, and the two chopsticks shot out, making a crisp sound when they collided with the blade.Zhang Jingche tilted his head slightly, the blade brushed past his ear, and chopped into the table with a "bang", sending sawdust flying everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, He Ling finally found his voice: "Stop!"

The Beile people stared at him suspiciously, with deep distrust in their eyes: "Mr. He, are you really in collusion with them?"

He Ling took a deep breath: "He's right. Marquis Dingbian can't die here, otherwise there won't be any Qidal Exchange Market."

The leader of the Beile people didn't take it seriously: "If there is no one, there will be no... In the future, Beile will send troops to the south to pacify the Central Plains. Mr. He must be the first. The king's worship is just around the corner. What is a small market?"

He Ling's face was pale, as if he had been stabbed.

Zhang Jingche knew that he guessed right. He Ling might be interested in profit, and he might secretly engage in reselling military rations, but he was definitely not really ready to communicate with foreign countries.That's a crime of treason. If you die, you will be stabbed in the back. The He family in Baoji has been famous for generations, they can't bear such infamy!

"Beile's cavalry is going south, and the Central Plains will definitely bleed!" Zhang Jingche's eyes were dark, and his words were as sharp as a knife's edge. Sheep are not as good as they are only worthy of being trampled on, wagging their tails in the mud like dogs begging for mercy!"

He Ling's cheeks were tense, and the Beile man yelled, and pulled out the long knife from the table. After a moment of delay, Zhang Jingche turned around quickly, with a cold light shining on his sleeves, and the inch-long knife was like a spirit snake. Stretch out your head, and send it firmly into your heart.

Blood gushed out quickly, Zhang Jingche didn't even blink his eyelids, his fingers were as steady as a rock.

He watched Beile's tall body fall to the ground, unhurriedly drew out the blade, wiped it off slowly with a silk handkerchief, then turned his head and smiled slightly at He Ling: "You have no choice."

He Ling understood what he meant. The moment the Beile warrior fell at his feet, he was branded a "traitor". Even if he came back to his senses now and killed Zhang Jingche with the Beile people, Beile Khan would not trust him. he.

He had no choice but to surrender to Dingbian Hou.

This determination was not easy to make, but the Beile people didn't give him a chance to hesitate, and the sword light fell like a cats and dogs, and the table case was instantly smashed to pieces.

The cups, plates and bowls were scattered all over the floor, Yang Fan dragged Zhang Jingche past, and passed two Beile long knives dangerously.

The Beile people waved their knives and shouted: "Kill all these dishonest Central Plains people, and leave no one behind!"

At the same time, He Ling finally made up his mind: "Kill the people from Beile, and I will explain it to Beijing!"

In the next moment, the curtain was lifted, and the well-equipped guards rushed in. The situation in the tent was instantly reversed. No matter how powerful the Beile people were, they still fell into an irreversible disadvantage under the siege of the elite guards.

Yang Fan raised his leg and kicked a Beile warrior away, and grabbed the long knife, the knife opened and closed wide, and every knife would surely reap a life.The Beile people were startled and angry: "What's your surname, are you really going to betray the Khan? You're not afraid that the master will take your dog's life!"

He Ling gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Zhang Jingche laughed loudly and said, "Boss He has already turned his back on the dark and turned to the bright, and put himself under the command of Marquis Dingbian. No one in the world can touch the people that Marquis Dingbian wants to protect—you might as well try!"

The Beile warrior was furious, and rushed towards Zhang Jingche with his knife in hand, which caught Zhang Jingche in his arms.He lightly shoved Yang Fan who was standing in front of him, raised his wrist quickly, and a cold light appeared in the wide sleeves of his robe. He only heard two very soft "咻咻", and the originally imposing Beile people suddenly stopped.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and fell back straight.

The tent was filled with the sound of fighting, and the tables, chairs and benches fell to the ground, and their bodies were smashed to pieces under the shadow of swords and swords.Under the heavy protection of his subordinates, He Ling raised his eyes and broke up with Zhang Jingche in the corner.

Standing behind Yang Fan, Zhang Jingche was calm and determined in the rain of swords and swords, and even raised his wine glass to salute him from afar.

"He's risking his life, and it's someone else's life!" He Ling thought calmly and gloomyly, "Who gave him the confidence to be so sure in someone else's territory?"

This thought flashed quickly, and the moment it disappeared, the fierce battle in the tent was also settled.With a nonchalant smile, Yang Fan slowly slashed the long knife across the neck of the Beile man. Blood splashed and blurred his vision. He wiped it with the back of his hand, and his eyes were scarlet.

Zhang Jingche was firmly blocked by Yang Fan, without a single drop of blood being splashed.He clasped Yang Fan's shoulders, gently pulled the tall and tall Dingbianhou aside, then lifted the hem of his clothes and squatted down.

"General Dalu," Zhang Jingche smiled softly, "I haven't seen you for many years, are you okay?"

Dalu was stabbed in the chest, although the blood gushed out like a fountain, but with his strong physique, he has survived until now.Blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, and he glared at Zhang Jingche through gritted teeth: "You, you are..."

Zhang Jingche took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing the real face hidden under it, it was a fair to almost pale face, with thick and colorful facial features, gorgeous and shocking.

Dalu was shocked to the extreme at first, then let out a roar, and with the last bit of strength, he struggled and rushed towards Zhang Jingche.Zhang Jingche had been prepared for a long time, and stepped back, Yang Fan raised his leg and kicked him back to the ground.

Dalu collapsed in a pool of blood, unable to get up again, but he glared at Zhang Jingche viciously: "You...you are still alive!"

Zhang Jingche took out the folding fan that was carefully protected in his arms: "I'm still alive, Tumen Khan should be very disappointed, right?"

"It's you!" Dalu's expression was ferocious, "It's you who's doing the tricks! Khan should have killed you with a knife!"

"It's a pity that he couldn't kill me, so you were the one who died!" Zhang Jingche said softly, "Thanks to the Khan of your country, I almost lost my life in the next year. I will always remember this kindness in my heart. In the future, I will definitely Send the Khan of your country to the Underworld, and go to the Heaven of Longevity with Your Excellency!"

Dalu's eyes were about to burst, and he stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Jingche, but just halfway through the lift, Yang Fan raised his leg and stepped on him, crushing him into the dust.

"Take back your dirty hands!" Yang Fan said solemnly, "Let me see you stretching out that claw again, and I will chop it into pieces!"

"Hehe" sounded from Dalu's throat: "You...can't wait until that day!"

Zhang Jingche narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

Dalu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a secretive smile: "The iron hooves of my Beile are about to fall from the sky, and they will trample on Qidal like a broken bamboo, and crush your heart!"

Zhang Jingche looked terrified, and subconsciously pulled the collar of the Beile man, but Dalu grinned at this moment.Feeling strange in Yang Fan's heart, he pulled Zhang Jingche away, and the sharp needles of ox hair spewed out from the mouth of the Beile man, and they were nailed into the wooden pillar like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

Zhang Jingche was blocked by Yang Fan, and his nose bumped against his strong back. He covered his face and held back the tears that came out of him. Through his teary eyes, he saw Hou Ding raised his knife and cut off the last head.

But in the blink of an eye, more than half of the Beile warriors had been killed or killed, and the few survivors were captured by the guards brought by He Ling and dragged out to show off their heads.He Ling took the cloth towel from the attendant, wiped off the blood on his face, changed into clean clothes, and smiled at Zhang Jingche: "Mr. Zhang, can we talk now?"

The curtain splattered with blood was lifted, and Meniya walked in quickly, with panic on her bright face.She said something in a low voice, causing Zhang Jing to withdraw and ask, "Are you sure?"

Menia didn't hesitate: "Our people received two batches of pigeons in succession, there is absolutely no mistake. Calculated by the footsteps, the Beile people are only a hundred miles away, and they can arrive in two hours at most!"

Zhang Jingche raised his head suddenly: "Boss He, I'm afraid you and I don't have time to discuss in detail—my people have sent a message that Beile has sent two thousand cavalry to Qidal, and this place will be razed in less than two hours." for flat land."

He Ling suddenly changed his face.

Zhang Jingche didn't doubt the information in his hands, it was an intelligence network he built, and it was originally You Yunwei's hidden stake left in Beile.The moment the news came, Zhang Jingche immediately understood that he had only two choices: either leave immediately and flee back to the Central Plains overnight; If there are reinforcements.

Zhang Jingche didn't hesitate for too long, and had already made a decision: "I plan to stay and try my best to hold back the Beile cavalry. What does Boss He say? Do you want to take your men and leave immediately?"

He Ling turned pale with shock: "Are you crazy?"

Needless to say, the combat power of the Beile cavalry, no one knows better than Zhang Jingche.He knew what this choice meant, but he also knew the consequences of running away at this time.

"Have you ever seen the horses of the Beile cavalry?" Zhang Jingche analyzed calmly. "It's a hybrid of grassland horses and Dawan famous breeds. They are specially born for the desert. They are extremely fast and have stronger endurance. Even if we evacuate now, we will Being easily overtaken, and more importantly..."

He Ling was unconsciously taken away by him: "What is more important?"

Zhang Jingtu took out a roll of sheepskin from his arms, spread it out on the crumbling table, circled Qidal with a charcoal pencil, drew two straight lines, and drew a small arrow on each: "Once Qida is defeated Le, there is Yimapingchuan to the east, and it only takes five days to reach the Northwest Camp in the south..."

He Ling's eyes were gloomy, but he didn't interrupt, obviously knowing that Zhang Jingzu was not alarmist.

"If we go to the east, the footsteps of the cavalry in the north will be enough to go deep into the hinterland of the Central Plains before the northwest garrison catches up," Zhang Jingche said. He family!"

He Ling couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Enough!"

Yang Fan didn't bother to talk to him at all, and patiently listened to Zhang Jingche's words, then turned around and walked out: "Okay, what are you talking to him about? If you have this time, why don't you hurry up and gather people to re-arm the Qidal camp."

When he walked to the door, he didn't know what to think, he raised the scabbard, and gave He Ling a hint: "You can leave if you want, but your subordinates must stay!"

He Ling was taken aback, and wanted to mock, but was forced back by Dingbianhou's sharp eyes: "I...why!"

Yang Fan stared at him coldly. At that moment, He Ling had a premonition that if he said "no" again, Marquis Dingbian would cut off his head on the spot.

His throat was slightly choked, and the roots of his hair were dripping with cold sweat.

Yang Fan took an inch, and said again: "Before you escape, gather all the caravan guards in Qidal and cooperate with Ben Hou to build fortifications. If one escapes, even if the Beile people don't want your head, I will." Raze the Baoji He family to the ground!"

Boss He suddenly had the illusion of being tied to a pirate ship by Marquis Dingbian.

The ancient sages advocated "the mighty can't be subdued", but Dingbianhou is too mighty to be unyielding.After a stick of incense, the huge Qidal trade market was in chaos, and the caravans were caught off guard by the news of "Beile's attack", they were dizzy for a moment, and finally regained their senses belatedly.

"Boss He, what do you mean?" The leader of the Qiuci caravan said angrily, "We have known each other for so long, and we have some friendship. What are you trying to do with us?"