On the appointed day, the haute couture was delayed until the afternoon, so it was late.

He brought a large number of people, about a thousand people, who filed in from the south and occupied almost half of the square.

Gao Ding has an aquiline nose, a pair of small eyes that are cold and sinister. He wears chain mail and a green orb crown with several long bright yellow bird feathers on the top.

Behind him, standing on one left and right, were two naked-chested, tattooed, nine-foot-tall strong men as strong as bulls. Each of them held a thick iron halberd, and they looked alert, guarding him every step of the way.

The left and right of haute couture.

In the age of cold weapons, such a tower-like strong man had an astonishing power on the battlefield.

Even without the weapons in hand, with such a figure, it would be difficult for four or five ordinary soldiers to get close.

On the high platform, there are three huge seats on the left, middle and right, carved with animal heads and painted with black paint.

The middle seat is particularly special. A piece of high-quality and lifelike tiger skin is spread directly from the backrest to the footrest.

Obviously, this position symbolizes the king.

With smiles on their faces, Huang Yuan and Lang Mi greeted Gao Ding and sat on the throne in the middle. Gao Ding's two Hercules guards stood behind him with expressionless faces.

Huang Yuan sat on the right side for the second time, and Lang Mi, as the host, accompanied him at the last table. He also brought his family members behind him, and Lang Xing was among them.

Langmi and Haute Couture are sworn brothers and have a close relationship. He attended the party with his children, which is completely in line with local habits.

"Prefect Huang, I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting. There are too many chores in the tribe, and conflicts of all sizes need to be handled by me personally." Gao Ding opened his mouth and apologized again for his failure to make appointments.

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Huang Yuan smiled and said: "Hahaha, the king has just met someone else. Huang has received generous gifts from the king many times. Although he has never met, he has long considered the king to be one of his own. What's the harm in waiting a little longer?"
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Gao Ding said with a smile: "Prefect Huang is quick to talk and speaks straightforwardly, which is really pleasant. He is not like ordinary Han people who speak in a long-winded way and are very irritable."

Huang Yuandao: "Huang is a martial artist and likes to speak straightforwardly. Otherwise, he would not have offended Zhuge Liang and put himself in danger, so he came to join the king."

"Hahaha." Gao Ding laughed, "What Huang Taishou said is really to my liking."

Gao Ding added: "Now Liu Bei has been defeated miserably in Yiling and lost his army. I heard that he himself is terminally ill and is about to die. This opportunity is once in a lifetime, and it is a great opportunity for us to plan something big."

"I have already communicated with the handsome commander Yong Kai of Yizhou and Zhu Bao, the governor of Xianggang. As soon as Liu Bei dies, we will work together. Now that a strong general like Huang Taishou has joined us, it will be even more powerful for our great cause.

Are you worried? Hahaha."

Lang Mi said: "The Han people have been raping the bones and sucking the marrow out of our southern land for too long. The southern land is the land where we southerners have lived for generations. We southerners must unite this time!"

Gao Ding said: "Brother Lang is right. The southerners must unite and establish our own political power. If we continue to fight among ourselves like in the past, even if we win this time, when the Han people take a breath in the future, we will still be

You can't beat them."

The three of us talk to each other, and on the surface they are harmonious, chatting and laughing, but in fact they all have their own thoughts.

Haute Couture maintains his usual vigilant style. Not only does his bodyguard never leave, but he also does not touch the food and wine on the table. He only eats and drinks what his subordinates hand over.

Seeing the large number of people brought by Gaoding, Lang Mi was afraid that if a fire broke out, too many of his own soldiers would be killed or injured, so he did not dare to take action easily and wanted to find a suitable time.

Although Huang Yuan was a skilled archer who could pierce the Yangtze with a hundred steps, he saw two strong men like iron towers behind Gaoding nearby, so he did not dare to act rashly. He was afraid that even if Gaoding died, he would not be able to save himself in a hurry, so he had to

Stop laughing and drink, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

Gao Ding raised his head and looked at the sun. It was already setting in the west. He didn't want to spend the night in a strange place, so he urged: "It's getting late. Hurry up and pull out the envoy of the Han Dynasty to sacrifice the flag. Cut it down."

As his head, you and I, brothers and sisters, have made a bloody alliance and decided on major matters first. As for the details of the matter, it will not be too late to discuss them in the future."

"Okay." Huang Yuan clapped his hands, and his soldiers put Zhou Mo and others into cages, pushed them out, and escorted them to the beheading stage. An executioner wearing a red turban stood behind Zhou Mo, who was Huang Yuan's subordinate.

Pretending to be a school lieutenant, he was seen sharpening the sword in his hand slowly, waiting for the commander to issue an order.

Since ancient times, everyone loves to watch beheadings, and the southerners are no exception. After a while, some good-hearted soldiers from all sides left their camps one after another and gathered under the execution platform, and some people whistled.
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The whole process was carried out meticulously and very slowly. The high-definition index finger kept tapping the seat assistant, and looked up at the sun from time to time. It was obvious that he was impatient. He urged again: "No need to wait any longer."

.Hurry up and finish the job."

"King Gao, do you need to verify your identity again?" Huang Yuan asked.

"My people have tested it before, and there is no problem. Besides, when I met Huang Taishou today, I felt like I was too late to meet him. If I didn't even believe Huang Taishou, there would be no need to come here today.

Already." Gao Ding said, "Hurry up and do it."

Lang Mi has never found a good time to take action, but seeing that Couture is impatient now, delaying it any longer will only expose his flaws.

It seemed that the matter was on the verge of breaking out, and something had to be done. As soon as Lang Mi thought of this, he raised his arm slightly, about to throw the cup and call the trumpet.

Suddenly, a hand gently held Lang Mi's arm holding the wine glass from behind, signaling him to stop. Lang Mi looked back and saw that it was his daughter Lang Xing. Although he was confused, he had to stop his action temporarily.

"Uncle Gao." Lang Xing suddenly stood up, ran to Gao Ding's side, and whispered: "Uncle Gao, I want to go up to the front to see the beheading, but my father won't let me say anything."

"Haha, who is it? It turns out to be my little Xingxing niece." Gao Ding said with a smile, his expression rarely became relaxed and angry, "But there is nothing good about beheading."

Lang Xing said: "But I have never seen beheading. We are so far away and can't see clearly. Can you accompany me to take a closer look?"

"Beheading is really nothing to look at." Gao Ding smiled, thought for a moment, and then said, "But since it is the request of my little Xingxing niece, Uncle Gao is happy today and will fully satisfy it."

After that, Gao Ding stood up, signaled to the two Hercules guards not to follow him, took Long Xing's hand, and walked towards the crowd in front of the execution platform.

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At this moment, Zhou Mo looked very weak and limp. He was tied to the pillar with a hemp rope, otherwise he would fall apart immediately. But he was working hard in his heart, observing every move around him, slightly open.

He opened his eyes and scanned the soldiers in the audience, observing who were enemies and who were his own people.

When he saw Lang Xing walking over with a richly dressed middle-aged barbarian man on his arm, his heart suddenly shuddered.

The middle-aged barbarian man next to Lang Xing has three bird feathers on his head, so he must be high-end.

"It's broken, why did she show up?"

"This woman is truly a barbarian. She is simply barbaric. How can she be so courageous?"

Zhou Mo was afraid of arousing suspicion and did not dare to stare at Lang Xing all the time. He was thinking about something quickly in his mind.

At this point, I can only try my best to muddy the water, and then act according to the circumstances.

"Ah!" Zhou Mo held back his last breath and suddenly shouted, crying, "Spare my life! Sir! I don't want to die! Spare my life!"

The soldiers in the audience laughed one after another.

When Gao Ding saw this, he also burst out laughing, "Hahaha, I thought all Han dogs were tough-minded? It turns out that there are also weaklings who are afraid of death. There is no way out, there is no point crying, you are already on the verge of death...

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Before Gao Ding finished saying the words "I'm about to die", he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his ribs. When he lowered his head, he saw that a sharp knife had been inserted into the left side of his waist at some point.
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And the person who took action was actually my niece Lang Xing!

"Lang Xing, you, you!" Gao Ding's eyes were splitting, and he used all his strength to pounce and pinch Lang Xing's neck.

And the next moment, on the execution platform, the executioner who was sharpening his knife suddenly jumped down from the high platform with three steps and two steps. Holding the knife in both hands, he waved with all his strength and cut off Gaoding's head along with it.

The green crown on his head and the long yellow bird feathers on the top of the crown were immediately moved from his shoulders.
Chapter completed!