Chapter 218 Grassland 3

After saying this, the old patriarch walked to the young man who had just contradicted Jiang Lang and shouted: "I just contradicted Jun Ye, why don't you apologize!"

After saying that, he patted his shoulder and the young man was slightly stunned, but immediately knelt down, looking very honest, and muttered: "June, I was sorry just now, I hope I won't forget my heart!"

The old patriarch turned around at this time, bowed slightly to Jiang Lang, and said: "June, child, young and ignorant, I hope you will forgive me!"

After saying that, he raised his leg and kicked the young man, saying, "Why don't you take out your things and respect the Jun Ye!"

The young man rolled and crawled back.

Jiang Lang looked at the two of them coldly, still with a calm face, but did not make any statement. However, he was a little suspicious of the patriarch's intention, but he didn't say it out.

Although there were young people in the tribe, there were only a few hundred people. Because Watshu used troops to the Ming Dynasty, they basically went to the battlefield. The rest were all about the old people and women and children. They did not dare to resist the powerful forces of Jiang Lang and others. Now, after hearing what the old village chief said, only one or two people went back to get food, while the rest were still left by Jiang Lang in front of the tribe as hostage. Although this method was very disdainful in Jiang Lang's eyes before, it had to be said that this worked very well, and each family sent a soldier to prevent them from escaping.

After a while, the entire crowd was much smaller, and the encirclement of the remaining soldiers gradually narrowed a lot. The bows and arrows in the hands of the soldiers who had just unfolded behind Jianglang were still not put down, and the arrows flashing with cold light were still aimed at these herdsmen. It seemed that as long as Jianglang gave the order, he would shoot the people in front of him without hesitation.

As for the patriarch, he was constantly wiping the sweat on his forehead, looking fear and worried. What he was most worried about now was that Jiang Lang and others had no credit for speaking. When the food was taken away, they still wanted to hurt their tribe members. After all, as far as the current situation is concerned, they had no room for resistance.

Looking at the patriarch, General Liao asked in a low voice: "They don't play any tricks, are they?"

"Even if they can't do anything!"

Jiang Lang immediately replied, then looked at the people in front of him and said, "But you have to be careful and not neglect. After all, we are now on the thorns. If there is any negligence, we will be wiped out."

General Liao nodded, then turned around and said to his soldiers: "Search me around immediately to see if there are any suspicious people. No matter who it is, they will catch them all. If there are any rebels, kill Wushe!"

"yes!"

The dozen or so cavalrymen behind immediately agreed, then slapped their horses and ran out.

When he heard General Liao's orders, the old patriarch's color changed slightly, but it immediately returned to normal, but there was an unstoppable panic in his eyes.

Jiang Lang, who didn't seem to pay attention to the old patriarch, saw his every move. Seeing this, he couldn't help but recall the strange movements of the old patriarch and the young man just now. He felt a little confused and then squeezed his legs slightly. The war horse immediately stepped forward a few steps, then held the spear in his hand. The sharp spear tip suddenly pointed at the old patriarch, and then stopped three points at his face, and then said coldly: "Tell me, where did the young man go just now?"

The old patriarch's body trembled slightly. Seeing Xueliang's spear tip, he couldn't help but take a small step back, and his face changed.

"What are you doing!"

The young girl next to her said angrily, and used her hands to push Jianglang's spear.

Jiang Lang frowned. Generally speaking, he was not willing to hurt a woman unless it was an enemy. However, the girl in front of him was just an ordinary herdsman. Jiang Lang naturally would not treat her as an enemy. He immediately raised the tip of the gun, avoided the girl's hands, then placed the tip of the gun flat, pressed her on the girl's shoulder with a slight force. Jiang Lang's strength was not small, and it was not something this weak girl could bear. He was bent by Jiang Lang, and the sharp gun blade was only a small distance from her neck. The girl could clearly feel the coldness coming from the gun blade, but she still held her head up and glared at Jiang Lang, but was a little scared of the cold gun blade on her neck, which seemed inappropriate.

Jiang Lang looked at her coldly, and then said in a deep voice: "You better be honest with me, otherwise, even if you are a woman, I will be polite to you!"

Jiang Lang's words were as cold as the ice in winter. With the spear still on his neck, the girl couldn't help but be scared to the point of being pale, but she still said stubbornly: "How can you be rude to an old man?"

The old patriarch quickly came out to smooth things over and said, "General, please calm down, she is ignorant!"

Jiang Lang slowly withdrew his spear and then shouted at Sun Yuanbiao: "I asked someone to search for me immediately. If someone is brave enough to inform me, kill me without any trouble!"

The performance of the old patriarch just now aroused Jiang Lang's suspicion. Thinking about the acting that the old patriarch and the young man just now could be considered as having no acting skills, Jiang Lang immediately understood that the old man must have hinted that the young man would inform him. He immediately arranged for Sun Yuanbiao and others to search. Relatively speaking, Sun Yuanbiao and others could track the target more than those of General Liao.

After ordering Sun Yuanbiao, Jiang Lang ordered again: "Catch them up for me. If someone really dares to report the news, they should pay the price for it!"

Hearing this, several soldiers immediately dismounted and tied the old patriarch to a strong position.

Then General Liao asked softly: "Someone escaped?"

Jiang Lang nodded slightly and said, "It should be, but he didn't escape much. It's still time to chase him!"

"Damn it!"

General Liao couldn't help but say angrily: "Kill them!"

Jiang Lang bowed and said, "You can't kill them yet. It's not too late to kill someone with real evidence. Now the most important thing for us is to collect food first, so as not to cause their panic!"

People are like this. They feel threatened, but there is a glimmer of hope that they may be honest and obedient, but if they feel that their lives are in danger, they may be broken! If these herdsmen get in trouble, they will have to deal with it. Jiang Lang doesn't want to waste time on such things now.

General Liao also felt that Jiang Lang's words made sense, so he nodded immediately, just instructing the soldiers to take these people to prison.

However, the old patriarch's expression was very unnatural, and the sweat on his head slowly dripped down his cheeks.

Jiang Lang was even more sure that he had a ghost in his heart, but now Sun Yuanbiao and others have not come back, so it is not convenient to ask again.

Time passed slowly, and slowly the herdsmen who returned to the tent began to gather in front again, holding a lot of dried meat and other things in their hands. Many people carried large pots and wood. Most of these meats were dried meat, but the raw ones, Jiang Lang and others did not have time to make torches on the road and cook these meats. They were only here. Fortunately, the place is relatively remote, and no one would pay attention to it even if the fire was set. It was relatively safe.

Under the command of the soldiers, some herders began to set up the big pot, and the meat was also placed in the pot. The fuel was cow dung, which was the main fuel of the grassland. It didn't take long, and the smell of meat came out in front of the tribe.

Jiang Lang looked at the busy scene and felt a little moved. He didn't expect that he would be a bandit, but his busyness was under his own threat.

"General!"

Sun Yuanbiao's voice came over.

Jiang Lang turned his head and saw that Sun Yuanbiao and the soldiers who went out to find the herdsmen who might have fled had returned. They were standing behind him. They immediately turned over and got off the horse, walked to him, and asked in a deep voice: "How is it?"

"It's been found!"

Sun Yuanbiao whispered, "It's the guy who contradicted you first!"

Jiang Lang suddenly felt a little angry, but he calmed down immediately and asked, "Has it been handled?"

Sun Yuanbiao nodded slightly and said, "That boy wanted to run away, but we shot off the horse with an arrow. He was sure he was dead. So I asked a brother to find a place to bury him, and then came back to report."

Jiang Lang nodded and asked again: "Does anyone else see it?"

Sun Yuanbiao shook his head and said, "We are sure there are no other people nearby, and we are doing very secrets. Even the horses are carefully mixed in our horses. No one can see them!"

“Good done!”

Jiang Lang patted Sun Yuanbiao on the shoulder and said, "Continue to monitor the surroundings and pay attention to whether there is any other movement. Never let someone run out!"

Sun Yuanbiao nodded before leaving.

Jiang Lang turned around and looked at the pale old patriarch and whispered: "Let them go!"

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the old patriarch. Now that a lot of meat is cooked, it is almost time to set off.

In the eyes of the old patriarch, the officer in front of him did not find the person he left, and he felt relieved.
Chapter completed!