Wei Yang was talking to Songshan.

Tong Baixiong could not keep it. At dusk, the Muren tribe who had camped under the hillside had calmed down when they saw the sword light fighting. Tong Baixiong had a long breath and suddenly attacked Lehou. If Wei Yang had not rescued him, Ding Mian would have been caught.

"This is the black blood magic needle of the Demon Sect, you should know." Ding Mian used a branch to set up a ox-haired steel needle and looked carefully in the fire, and his mood was no longer so sad and angry.

Wei Yang said: "Tong Baixiong is also a master of the world. Otherwise, he would attack him if he came up, he would be in danger."

Le Hou said: "It's considered as a reserved master, but that guy meets Shangguan Yun, I'm afraid he will come again. Jiabu, who is sinister and vicious. Last time, Junior Brother Sun almost fell into their abilities. The leader was Jiabu. It's a pity that he couldn't keep them this time. I don't know how many kills these people will cause."

Compared to your Songshan Sect, these people are not bad at all.

Wei Yang looked at the two of them. He did not avoid the fact that his martial arts were insignificant and said, "If I had the strength of a second-rate master, no one of those people would escape today. Mr. Ding Er, why are you here on the plateau?"

Ding Mian didn't hide it. After a while of fighting, he admired this man.

Ding Mian said: "I was pursuing Jiabu, and I also had the intention of persuading Muren to accept the tyrant of the court. Humph, Shaolin is very glorious now. They sent people to Nuergandushi to assist the eunuchs in the garrison and local guards to unite the local tribe. Seeing the momentum becoming more and more powerful, how could our Five Mountains Sword Sect stay behind?"

clear.

"You can't do this." Wei Yang smiled and took a few black blood magic needles into a bag of cooked cowhide. When taking this item back, please ask Aunt Ye to consider carefully, you have to find a way to arrange an antidote - not only for yourself, but also for saving people, this is also a trump card.

He said, "These people cannot convince them by words. Since I personally commanded the army here, the plateau fell into the arms of the state. I just need to wait for the reward. What are the plans for you next? Do you want to go to Hami?"

Ding Mian looked happy and leaned closer and asked, "Would you like to share some credit?"

"You two are here. It's a great achievement to prevent the Demon Cult from assassinating Mu Renhan. Why should I hide it?" Wei Yang frowned, "Although I have a gap with your sect, if you don't want to drag your back on the matter of dealing with these people, I will do justice. You can pass on a letter to Zuo Lengchan and ask what it is your business. I will write your names on the merit book, and the sequence is in front."

Ding Mian was silent for a moment, and looked at Lehou and wanted to ask him what he thought.

It is obvious that this is the Lasongshan faction's means to combat the prestige of the Shaolin faction.

Le Hou was stubborn and was considered the second master of the Songshan Sect in martial arts, with his roots and bones above all the brothers. This is also the reason why Zuo Lengchan passed on his Great Songyang Divine Palm and then passed on the Ice Divine Palm after Zuo Lengchan passed on him, but in this plot, he was not as good as his seventh junior brother Tang Yinge, and he did not dare to make the decision for Zuo Lengchan.

At this time, Mu Ren and the elders also came over.

They understood that what Wei Yang wanted was this land.

This seems to be an irreversible thing.

Na Muren asked bluntly: "I am afraid that my department will find it difficult to agree to this matter - how about you lower it to another level?"

The result of their discussion was that they could nominally accept the constraints of the Ming court, but they could never hand over the military power.

Wei Yang threw a branch into the bonfire and said coldly: "I'm here just to do this, who is willing to discuss with you? Today's affairs will either be able to follow me or go against me...you know what will happen."

Mu Ren said furiously: "We can't resist?"

"In terms of winning people's hearts, you are not even a scumbag. The rich and poor in the Tumote tribe have reached the extreme. The military aristocrats are extremely arrogant and extravagant. Ninety percent of the people are not covered in their bodies and food. Even cold people are frozen to death in the wilderness, and hunger and cold people starve to death in tents. On this plateau, there is already a handful of firewood, and all you lack is a handful of fire. The more you suppress now, the more you will die, there will be no place to bury yourself." Wei Yang looked at the nobles and said, "Now you submit to me, you will be waiting for a life of luxury and food. If my army arrives, you will be a prisoner at that time, even if a clerk can kill him."

The elders looked angry, and they naturally knew that the Ming army was about to arrive.

But their spies still had to go to Yamaguchi to inquire, and the army heading to the old camp of Beishan had to be selected after the war.

"We have asked Little Chardan to send orders. Each tribe sent 1,000 troops to gather tens of thousands of troops. The old camp in Beishan, you cannot break through." Mu Ren threatened, "When the rebellion of the Youdan tribe is pacified tomorrow, what else can you do?"

Is that true?

Wei Yang turned around and asked, "Lao Zhuang, have the tents prepared for you all been settled?"

Zhuang Kexin smiled and said, "It's cleaned up."

The people said in horror: "You, what do you want to do?"

"Please stay in the Khan tent for one night." Wei Yang stood up and said, "Okay, I'm going to see the fine salt cooked. You are here to discuss it. Remember, tomorrow's battle with the Youdan tribe, I will lead the tribes to attack them. As long as you watch the battle on the mountain, if you dare to go down the mountain, I will not be stupid for the time being. Muren Khan will not turn the horse's head, but I don't have that good patience when I wait."

Mu Ren cursed angrily: "It's despicable and shameless!"

"What's this? We are enemies. I remember that Temujin had similar behavior when he attacked Sangkun. Can you say Temujin is despicable and shameless?" Wei Yang smiled and said, "Okay, you are nobles. You should have the style of aristocratic people. Don't let me look down on you more and more. It's night, go and rest."

The dozens of people never expected that this guy suddenly turned against him and detained them. However, seeing Zhuang Kexin and others staring at him, they wanted to draw their swords when they disagree. The group of people was very resentful, and no one dared to shout loudly to the army to attack the mountain.

Wei Yang came down the mountain, and no one stopped him on the road. He went straight into a dilapidated tent and saw four or five women, the older ones in their fifties, and the younger ones were only seventeen or eighteen years old.

There are three or two children, and now it is time to understand nothing.

When everyone saw him coming in, the big guy hurriedly hugged the little guy, the old guy looked at him with no eyes, and after a while, he asked, "Sir, are you going to kill us?"

The poor people everywhere are the same!

Wei Yang took some jerky meat and put it on the wooden pier. He ate some of it first and said, "I have something to worry about you. You can find some women with good hands and feet in the tents around you. I am anxious to make salt on the mountain. Whether you wait for more than a hundred or hundreds of people, you can go up the mountain to help me."

Then he asked, "I should pay for this help. I wonder how much money can you get for those noble men every day?"

The old woman said in a daze for a while: "How can you still ask for money when you are a cow and a horse for the master?"

"How can you do it? The nobles are human beings, you are not human beings?" Wei Yang said, "Let's do this. I have never brought a lot of money to come here. Please help me cook fine salt for one night. I will give you two kilograms of fine salt one person and use it as wages. OK?"

The women looked at each other, why is this Han master more polite than the noble master?

But is it really paying?
Chapter completed!