"King!" Tabu suddenly lifted the curtain and came in.

"Get out!" Que Shu picked up the pillow without thinking.

Tabu subconsciously caught it, then looked at Que Shu and He Rongjin, respectfully placed the pillow beside Que Shu's bed, and went out consciously.

He Rongjin looked at Que Shu pulling the wound because of the movement just now, and sweating profusely. He felt indescribable. He bent down and picked up the pillow where Que Shu touched his tentacles, and sighed, "I am the one who really deserves to get out."

Que Shu grabbed his wrist and suppressed his anger and said, "How can I keep you?"

He Rongjin looked down at the hand he grabbed on his wrist, and then remained silent for a long time and said, "Stay here to be your subordinate?"

"You know what I mean."

"That would be great." He raised his eyes and faced Que Shu's burning eyes calmly, "Actually, I am still willing to fight for the Western Qiang."

Que Shu felt sweat oozing out of his palm, which was pulled by the wound on his back, and was also pulled by the depression, jealousy and anger in his heart. His fingers shrank, and then shrank, as if he wanted to mix the two hands against this connection.

He Rongjin looked at Que Shu's childish and stubborn behavior and said helplessly: "If you can't believe me..."

"It's clear that you can't trust me!"

"I don't believe you." He Rongjin used his internal strength to break away from his hand and said calmly, "But we are not suitable."

"Excuse!"

He Rongjin's good temper that he finally held up was almost completely tempered by him. He looked down at the marks on his wrist, and took a deep breath and said, "Your persistence in me is not something you can do because of asking for it."

A trace of injury flashed in Que Shu's eyes, and he sneered in self-deprecatingly: "You really can't believe me."

He Rongjin said: "Just as when he was a child, King Min Min was deeply loved by King Qiqi and Princess Yinling, you were neglected, so you snatch the throne. Because you want to prove that you are the strongest, King Min Min cannot compare with you at all. You like me but because I am the general of King Min Min, who once defeated your subordinates. You just want to conquer me and make me obey you. Just like you said, one day, you will have to crawl under your feet, and this sentence has become your obsession."

“People will change.”

"Yes. So one day I will no longer be obsessed with me." He Rongjin looked at him calmly.

Que Shu was so blocked that he couldn't say it.

He Rongjin looked at him steadily, suddenly put down his crutch, dragged his broken leg and kneeled down hard.

Que Shu was surprised and said, "What are you going to do?"

"I, the former general of Min Min, under the throne, He Rongjin kowtowed respectfully, "I willingly surrender to the foot of the Hunhun King, devote my heart and devote myself to it."

Que Shu stared at the back of his head, his heart as if it was being grabbed by an invisible hand, and he kept twisting blood.

Heartache so much that I can't speak.

He Rongjin said it right. All this was his obsession, but now he could not feel joy at all, only full of heartache and powerlessness.

This is the scene when Chalong saw the tent.

General He Gu, who had always been arrogant, knelt in front of the couch, his head against the ground, with a humble posture.

The King of Soul, who had always been indifferent, supported his body with one hand with pain, clumsyly stretched out his other hand, as if he wanted to help him up, and as if he wanted to comfort him, but the hand hesitantly hung in the air, and finally there was no next step.

"Wang." Chalong coughed dryly.

In fact, before he came in, He Rongjin had already heard his footsteps. But since he had already achieved this, he didn't care how many people saw such an self. Anyway... they all recognized it, from the heart to the body.

Que Shu waved his hand in a mess and said, "You can't help General He Gu get up."

Chalong hurried forward, helped He Rongjin up, picked up the crutch and handed it to him.

After all, he was a little embarrassed. He Rongjin couldn't wait to say, "I'll go for a walk outside the tent."

Que Shu said: "General He Gu."

He Rongjin paused.

"You have lived in the Turkic for a long time and have been planning things under Quezhu, so you must know him well."

He Rongjin slowly turned around, "Quezhu is good at plotting and suspicious. During the years I was in charge of the Little Khan's Mansion, he has been secretly guarding against me. I am afraid that the fundamental people in this world can know him well except himself."

Chalong said: "Quzhu is willing to cede Taal Banner Town."

He Rongjin was stunned, but he didn't expect Qi Zhai to have such a high status in Quezhu's mind.

Que Shu sneered: "It's a dream to try to get me a mere town."

Chalong said, "Then refuse him?"

"No. I want to be more and more arrogant!" Que Shu said, and he supported his hands and slowly knelt up.

Seeing that he was sweating all over his head and his face was pale as snow, Chalong hurriedly said, "Wang! I'll leave this to me."

Que Shu's lips turned white with pain, and the beads of sweat shook on his eyebrows, falling down, and hitting his eyes. In a trance, He Rongjin and Cha Long both took a step forward and helped him lie down again.

After he wiped off his sweat, He Rongjin stood back to his original position.

Chalong said: "What do you want?"

Que Shu reported the names of the three cities without thinking.

He Rongjin was secretly shocked when he heard it. Que Shu spoke so smoothly, obviously he had planned it. Although these three cities were not important cities, they just attacked Maotulus, one of the most prosperous cities in the Turks. It was the trading center between the Western Qiang, the Central Plains and the Turks, and the importance of the Turks was second only to Kyoto. If the Western Qiang took it down, it would be a serious blow to the Turks!

But with Quezhu's shrewdness, I'm afraid I won't agree.

Que Shu seemed to have no concern about whether Quezhu agreed or not, and lay on the couch and said, "Of course, the Taer flag is delivered to his mouth, and he cannot be let go."

"……yes."

It turns out that he is getting more and more flawed. He Rongjin is speechless.

Que Shu said: "He Gu will go with you too."

"Yes." He Rongjin took a step forward and respectfully gave the farewell with Chalong.

After they left, Que Shu's expression became gloomy.

Chalong and He Rongjin walked towards the buffer zone of the two armies, constantly exploring their words, as if they wanted to figure out the reason for the scene just now.

He Rongjin agreed vaguely.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say it, Chalong had to distract himself.

Back to the buffering ground, the Turkic envoy was still sitting there and laughing arrogantly: "I heard for a long time that Lord Chalong is the mind tank of the Hun Soul King and the pillar of the Western Qiang. I didn't expect that I would be less famous than I saw. Lord Chalong turned out to be just a sound insect of the Hun Soul King."

Chalong smiled disconcertedly and said, "The reason why a minister keeps asking the king for advice is because Wang Tianzong is wise and has complete plans and can point out the direction for me, the Western Qiang. On the contrary, if you encounter problems, you still need the little khan to come and give advice... Haha, do you think you are too trusting your little khan's wisdom or are you too trusting your loyalty?"

The Turkic envoy's face changed, and he seemed to have been rebelled against the generals. However, he was also a very cunning person. He quickly laughed and said, "It seems that the Western Qiang and the Turks have some differences in their employment. Well, let's get back to the point. I wonder if the wise and wise king of the country is willing to accept this condition?"

Chalong said: "Since you also think that I, Wang Tianzong, have a wise plan, how could you think that a mere town can save you what you did before?"

The Turkic envoy said: "Tar Banner is not a mere town, it is..."

"It's a barren town that is not even a mere town." He Rongjin touched.

The Turkic envoy said, "Who is the Lord of the Lord?"

He Rongjin ignored him and began to report information about Taal Banner on his own, such as the taxes paid by the town every year, such as the horse thieves that appeared nearby, etc.

The Turkic envoy was shocked when he heard his words, and he thought to himself: Apart from the officials in the capital, only the officials in the capital can know these news. Could it be that the King of Xi Qiang also put in a detailed work in the Turks?

Chalong also looked at He Rongjin with admiration. From He Rongjin's familiarity with these things, it can be seen that in the past few years of his life in the Turks, he was not completely depressed, or in other words, although he was depressed, he still had Western Qiang in his heart, so he subconsciously collected these news.

A sound of horse hooves came from behind the Turkic envoy.

Soon after, I saw Quezhu and Qi Zhai coming over on horseback.
Chapter completed!