Dressed as Tang Bohu

That night, whether it was the Little Prince's department or the troops led by King Ning, they all stayed up all night and galloped all night.

When dawn came, Sazihar woke up Tang Ziwei in the carriage.

He spent a warm night huddling with those furs in the carriage loaded with supplies. When he got out of the carriage, under the gray sky, the outline of the town was looming in the distance.

After a night of galloping, the long line had already lost its formation.As a general, Sazihar needed to make overall arrangements for the tribe before arriving in Ningxia, so he just put the food in front of Tang Ziwei, sat there for a while, and then hurriedly rode away.

Sitting on a flat stone, Tang Ziwei glanced at the Mongolian men passing by in twos and threes, wondering whether Sazihar was too reassuring to him, or too confident in his own people.

The cold wind made him squint his eyes habitually, he broke off a piece of frozen beef, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

As the sun rose, wisps of mist evaporated from the sweat on Sazihar's forehead, striding through the camp like a mighty god of war.

He originally wanted to kill Dalamu first to complete Tang Ziwei's confession, but perhaps the other party was lucky, Sazihar hadn't seen Dalamu even once in this long hour.

He didn't take this matter to heart, seeing that he was not far from the storage carriage, so he decided to kill Dalam the next time he met, and then walked straight towards the carriage where Tang Ziwei was.

As he got closer, he could see the curtain of the carriage as he had opened it in the morning, but Tang Ziwei was nowhere to be seen.

Sazihar frowned slightly, locked his eyes on a Mongolian man leaning on the car, walked over and asked, "Did you see where the foreigner I brought went?"

The man was startled, straightened up hastily, looked around, scratched his hair and said, "It should, it should be around here."

Sazihar gave him a fixed look, then turned and left without saying a word.

The man rubbed his eyes, wondering if it was his illusion. At that moment just now, he seemed to see the real anger in the eyes of Mr. Sazihar who has always been moody.

The look in the eyes, as if the lion's territory had been violated, deeply frightened the Mongolian man's heart.He couldn't help being dazed, thinking that this calm and introverted Lord Sazihar was once an absolute brave man who conquered the entire tribe with his wildness and strength, so he subconsciously followed behind him.

……

Tang Ziwei was actually not far away.The figure of him squatting in the grass in a gray Mongolian costume was so inconspicuous that Sazihar searched around the area several times before he found his trace.

"What are you doing here?" Sazihar's voice came from above, with a rather air of prestige.

"It's too boring, just walk around." Tang Ziwei squatted for a long time, and his sore muscles made it difficult for him to stand up, so he simply sat down on the ground.

He was holding a frozen snake in his hand, trying to straighten it, "Do you think this snake is dead, or is it in hibernation?"

The eyelids of the Mongolian man behind Sazihar twitched, and he quickly looked at Sazihar.

The latter said indifferently: "Do you think I should think that you are trying to escape, or believe that you are really doing such a boring thing?"

With a "click", the snake was broken...

Tang Ziwei was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised one of them to look at its cross-section, and murmured: "If you don't die now, you will die."

Sazihar's face darkened, and he couldn't help but stepped forward to remove the two snake body parts and threw them aside.Then he dragged Tang Ziwei up from the ground with his backhand, and threw it on his shoulder with force.

"Hiss—" The sudden jolt made Tang Zi gasp in fear of the pain all over his body, and he grabbed Sazihar's lapel tightly with both hands.

Sazihar then raised his arms a little higher so that he would not feel too uncomfortable.

"Before you return to the tribe, you are not allowed to leave me and walk around at will. If you need anything, you can talk to me at any time." Sazihar took Tang Ziwei back into the carriage, carefully put him down, and when he spoke, he was already calm down.

"Foot grounding?" Tang Ziwei raised his eyebrows.

"It's up to you to understand it." Sazihar was unmoved.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ziwei jumped out of the carriage.Sazihar didn't stop him either, but followed behind him silently.

If Tang Ziwei went to the left, he would follow to the left; if Tang Ziwei went to the right, he would follow to the right.

After walking a few steps, Tang Ziwei stopped.He turned around and stared at Sazihar for a while, then smiled suddenly, "That's the way it is, okay, I understand."

"It's just that I'm being sentimental. You saved my life, but I don't have the slightest sense of being a prisoner. Is it difficult for you?"

Tang Ziwei shook his head, walked back into the carriage, leaned back, and cast his eyes casually from his half-covered eyelids, "I'll just stay inside and won't move around at will. Can you leave?"

Sazihar's already expressionless face seemed to have become a little bit colder at this moment.

He put down the car curtain, looked at the man who had been standing beside him and didn't dare to say anything, "You just watch here."

"Yes!" The guy swallowed, looking at Sazihar's leaving back, he felt a little lost for no reason, and was so frightened that he quickly looked away.

……

On the other side, Hanu and several of his brave and militant confidantes did not participate in the preparation of the team, but were gathering in one place.

Standing on the right side of Hanu with his head bowed, Dalam recounted the humiliation in front of Sazihar's tent the day before.

The so-called birds of a feather flock together, Dalam himself has a fiery temper, and Hanu is only a lot more than him.

After listening to his description, Hanu and the others were all out of breath.So all in all, Sazihar can't be moved, so he can kill that little prisoner first to relieve his anger!

I heard that Sazihar cared about that prisoner very much?That's even better!If Sazihar doesn't care, it will make them feel boring.

Several people decided on a simple and crude plan - to kidnap and kill Tang Ziwei while Sazihar was away. ——Then it was easy to find the carriage where Tang Ziwei was.

After knocking out the guard's big man, he opened the curtain of the car, and a group of tall, burly Mongolian men with ferocious smiles on their faces forcibly occupied Tang Ziwei's field of vision.

Tang Ziwei: "..."

Tang Ziwei understood what happened the moment he saw the familiar faces of Dalam and Hanu.Seeing the fallen man still lying there through the gap in the human wall confirmed his guess even more.

Tang Ziwei smiled helplessly, and said, "Everyone... you are here to kill me."

"Hmph, you're smart." Hanu grinned and showed a proud expression, reached out his hand to Tang Ziwei's chest, grabbed him by the skirt of his clothes and roughly pulled him off the carriage.

"Now that you know, come down!"

"Hmm!" Tang Ziwei couldn't stand up, and suddenly fell on the Mongolian man on the ground, as if he fell hard, and trembling all over, he couldn't stand up for a long time.

Hanu's group suddenly laughed, and there was contempt in the smile.

The Tatar tribe respects warriors, and they are ashamed of any weakness.At this moment, Tang Ziwei's appearance made Hanu unwilling to surrender his identity to fight with him, so he stopped the violent desire in his heart, and shook his head at the group of subordinates behind him.

One of them got Hanu's wink, stepped forward, grabbed Tang Ziwei's back collar like Hanu did, and lifted his life up!

Tang Ziwei, who was strangled by the front of his neck, coughed twice in pain, and turned around with difficulty, which made the big man who wanted to show his strength very complacent.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched up, but stopped abruptly when it was halfway up.The lips trembled involuntarily, and a low hoarse moan came out from it...

"Hehe." At some point in Tang Ziwei's hand, a broad knife was added, and at this time, a part of the knife had completely penetrated into the belly of the big man in front of him, and went upward obliquely, piercing through the body.

He let out a soft laugh from his throat, perhaps because he was really strangled just now, the voice was a bit vague, mixed with some hoarse and lingering noises, it seemed even more treacherous and shocking.

He smiled, but the movement of his hands didn't stop.Tang Ziwei's upper body leaned forward slightly, and the knife in his hand slowly twisted half a circle in the opponent's body.

This is his usual method, to enlarge the wound, let the air enter, and the blood will be difficult to stop.

The blade roughly pushed away the flesh and blood, the big man's body trembled non-stop, streams of blood gushed out from the wound following Tang Ziwei's movements, dripping down his wrist onto the grass.