Chapter 164

  "The red plum blossoms float on the water, and the branches are small. Who painted these faint eyebrows? Because spring brings sorrow, who can dispel it when spring is gone? After parting, the mountains and waters are far away. I count the days until your return, but the painting of the boat's rudder is worn out."

  Blackstone Castle, Lord's Manor.

  The hall where Xue Banquan once held court was filled with the sound of a pipa. A woman in green sang a verse, played a tune, her voice soft and sweet, but her body trembling with fear.

  Bang!

  The pipa is broken, the silk strings cut through fingers, and blood flows out.

  "Hey, why did you stop playing?"

  Red eyebrows sat crookedly on the chair, holding a jug of wine in his hand, he took a sip of wine, hummed a tune, looking carefree.

  The green-clad woman was the top courtesan of the city's brothel, with a flower name of Green Cherry Blossom. In the past, it was not easy for officials and nobles in the city to see her, and many people took pride in talking to her face-to-face.

  Green cherry knelt down, her body trembling, and big drops of sweat fell down, with no hint of blood color on her face.

  "Hey, keep playing and singing, I love listening to you play." Chi Mei took a sip of wine.

  The broken pipa sounded again, and the lyrics occasionally accompanied by a crying tone. Chi Mei hummed in a low voice, but didn't think much of it either.

  Chì Méi was the son of the King of Northern Barbarians, and the King had many sons. Chì Méi didn't even know his own birth order among his brothers. He got his name from a natural red eyebrow he was born with, but as for who his mother was, Chì Méi wasn't very clear about that either.

  Unlike other Xiongnu nobles, Chimei did not like horseback riding or hunting, but was instead interested in the imperial poetry, music, rites, chess, calligraphy and painting.

  With such a temperament, it is naturally difficult for him to gain respect in the tribe that advocates violence and barbarism, and his subordinates do not take him seriously either.

  "Brother!" Fodder rushed into the hall, his face sweating: "How much longer are we going to stay here?"

  "This is not in the department of the tribe to transport slaves and goods back." Chi Mei said: "How annoying!"

  Fuder nodded: "I think of Amu."

  "Are you thinking of Amu or your Ulihan." Chi Mei smiled and teased his nose, causing Fude to blush.

  "ülhan is the most beautiful horse on the grassland, only a man as fierce as a lion is worthy of her." Chi Mei smiled: "Tell me, how many people did you kill this time, and how many slaves did you take?"

  Fuder's face turned even redder.

  Fudele is also the son of Beiman Wang, but he's afraid that even Beiman Wang doesn't know he has a son like him. Compared to Chibei, he has an even weaker presence and is no different from ordinary people in the tribe.

  "Stupid little brother... come here and listen to music with me."

  Two brothers sat on the chair, Green Cherry lightly plucked the pipa. In her cognition, the Rong tribe were all demon king-like existences. But when approaching, it also felt that these Rong people were just ordinary people after all. At least this Chi Mei wasn't very scary, and his smile was quite good-looking.

  "Do you understand?" Chi Mei asked.

  Fuder shook his head: "I don't understand it and I don't think it sounds good."

  "Haha, silly little brother, wait until you grow up a bit more and you'll think it sounds good." Chi Mei's music was unbearable, suddenly pointing at the green cherry blossom: "Doesn't it look nice?"

  "It's beautiful." Fodder replied blankly.

  "This was taken by your brother for you, now it's given to you. Your brother asked on your behalf, she is still a virgin?"

  "I... I already have Wurihan."

  "A man who doesn't dare to see blood is not a brave warrior of the Northern Barbarian tribe. He either takes her or kills her." Chi Mei suddenly tightened his grip on Fu De's neck: "Otherwise, I'll kill you."

  The chill in his eyes was so thick that it made Fuderler involuntarily shudder, and Green Cherry was already frightened to kneel on the ground, with cold sweat raining down.

  "Good little brother, become a real man right here!"

  After that, Chi Mei burst out laughing and inserted a knife in front of Fude. The hall was empty, leaving only Fude and Green Cherry behind.

  Looking at the woman kneeling in front of him, with her curvaceous figure, and then glancing at the curved knife stuck in the ground, Fuder involuntarily swallowed his saliva.

  Did he kill her or take her?

  ……

  Haizhou Stockade, Gathering Righteousness Hall.

  Lin Shaoyu's lonely hand was raised, looking so solitary and pitiful.

  Cheng Dali was taken aback and suddenly asked: "Shao Yu, why do you want to fight? Is there something on your mind?"

  Lin Shaoyu sat there calmly and said: "For the country and for the people, one death is nothing. The Rong tribe is rampant, we can only sacrifice our lives to uphold justice, what's there to fear in death?"

  In the hall, a scornful laughter echoed, and it's not worth discussing national justice with these mountain bandits, it's better to talk about what they ate today. But Lin Shaoyu didn't mind, his eyes were fixed on Cheng Dairen, with an expression that only you understand me.

  Cheng Dairen was also speechless, originally thinking that Lin Shaoyu had some insight to persuade these mountain bandits. Indeed, Cheng Dairen often talked about serving the country and the people, but in his heart, he didn't believe a single word of it.

  Now, with over 5,000 mountain bandits, only Lin Shaoyu is willing to fight. Alright, even if we count in Cheng Dali, there are only two of them. The hearts of the people are not in the war, and even if they were given missiles, they would still be unable to win this battle.

  It seems like there's nothing left but to escape now.

  But Cheng Dairen really didn't want to escape in his heart.

  Cheng Dalai stood up and said: "Everyone, do you still recognize me as the head of this family?"

  Everyone quieted down, and Gao Fei Hu said: "Whatever the Eldest Young Master wants to do, we will listen to the Eldest Young Master."

  "As long as I, the head of the family, still count for something. The 5,000 brothers gathered together are just trying to survive. You call me the head of the family, which means you're putting your lives in my hands. But I don't have the right to let everyone go to their deaths. I only ask one question: if I can borrow troops and have enough confidence to win this war, do you all still want to fight?"

  "At this time, going there to borrow troops, who would be willing to help us?" Gao Fei couldn't help but ask.

  "Big boss......" A servant rushed in: "Yang Long has escaped from Heishi City."

  Here, they gathered to discuss matters, and Cheng Dalai had always sent someone to keep an eye on the movements on the road.

  As soon as he heard this, his spirit was lifted instantly. He said: "All brothers follow me out to take a look. I won't let our brothers accompany me to death together, but if there's a must-win grasp, I still hope that the brothers will help me."

  Cheng Da Lei led the crowd away from the mountain stronghold, and saw defeated soldiers like ants.

  "Block their way." Cheng Daire ordered.

  The mountain bandits blocked the official road, and the defeated soldiers and civilians who escaped from Heishi City soon crowded into a big heap.

  "What does Chengzhai want to do?"

  A few swift horses parted the crowd, and at their head was Yang Long, who now looked disheveled, no longer with the majestic air of his previous ride on the great steed.

  "Your Majesty, I have been waiting for you!"

  "What am I waiting for?" Yang Long asked in surprise.

  "Heishicheng has been occupied, and Qingniu Mountain is the last pass of the empire. If this place is also occupied by the Rong tribe, the empire will have no defense in the north. I hope that Your Majesty will put aside past grievances and join forces with me to defend this land. The Qingniu Mountain Frog Garrison is willing to be the vanguard of this battle." said Cheng Dalai.

  Yang Long stopped his horse and looked at Cheng Da Lei with a mixture of surprise and concern, "You're still not recovered?"