The male protagonist, he doesn’t follow the script [Quick Transmigration]

In the grassland in September, the autumn air is crisp and there is a warm smell in the air.

However, Tianjin people are not in a good mood looking at such a good weather.

The struggle between the eldest prince Chimubo and the little prince Dulie became increasingly fierce.Until this day——Chi Mubo directly led hundreds of young and strong men from several tribes who supported him, and surrounded the king's tent and the nearby tents of some nobles who were closest to King Jin.

King Jin's guards confronted Chi Mubo's men.

The tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, and there was a river of blood in sight.

——King Jin summoned Chi Mubo.

"Your Highness, you can't go!" A commander behind Chi Mubo patted his horse and approached, holding Chi Mubo on another horse, "Once you go, you may not be able to get out."

Chi Mubo pondered for a moment, and asked the person who delivered the order from King Laijin to go back and pass the message: "I can go. But I am not alone. I will take my brothers into the king's tent together."

In the king's tent, King Jin heard Chi Mubo's request, and was furious. His hands trembled in anger, and he smashed the medicine bowl to the ground:

"This beast! How dare he!"

Du Lie hurried over to pat King Jin on the back, feeling a little apprehensive.

No one knows when Chi Mubo gathered such a group of fierce men, and they gathered in front of the king's tent without making a sound and hiding from King Jin's eyeliner.

"Ate, go and fill another bowl of medicine for your father!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

When King Jin heard the "medicine", his face showed disgust.

He looked at his uncontrollable trembling hands, and felt anger and powerlessness that were rare for him.

At first, he heard rumors that he was not in good health, and he was just angry at his son's fight for power and profit and spreading rumors.

But I didn't expect that in the past few days, my body was really getting worse day by day.

The slave named Ate filled a bowl of new medicine with a respectful expression, knelt and handed it to Du Lie: "Your Highness, the King's medicine is here."

"Father, drink the medicine." Du Lie took it with his own hands and fed the medicine to King Jin.

"When is it? What medicine are you still drinking?" King Jin pushed away impatiently.

The kneeling slave's eyelashes trembled quietly.

"Does Chi Mubo think that I only have these more than 100 personal guards?" King Jin stood up from the couch, his body swayed slightly, but there was an aura around him that people couldn't look at.The young Du Lie stood beside him, but his imposing manner was not as strong as that of this old man exuding a decadent aura.

"If he doesn't come in, I'll go out and find him!"

King Jin laughed out loud, the aura that belonged to heroes and wolves was still on him even at this time.

"Du Lie, it only takes half an hour. Your cousin, my cousin Argen, my most loyal commander, will come with a few thousand sons! I want to see, Chi Mubo, is he Do you think that if his wings are hardened, he can beat his father?"

King Jin laughed loudly, and stretched out his hand to pull down a machete hanging from the tent.

A cluster of fire from the medicine stove in the tent had just been warming, and his face was flushed red.However, King Jin, who was still unwilling to show weakness at this time, staggered because he pulled down the scimitar.

"Your Majesty, go out after drinking the medicine."

The slave knelt on the ground, as if trembling.

"I don't need any medicine!" King Jin roared.

The slave raised his eyes helplessly, and glanced at Du Lie.

Du Lie recalled his father's physical condition recently, as well as his staggering posture just now, sighed and brought the medicine bowl in front of him: "Father, you can drink it. The sun is strong outside."

King Jin was reluctant, but Du Lie insisted.

After all, King Jin loved his little son, took the medicine bowl in his hand, raised his head and drank it, then took his knife and strode out of the king's tent.

No one thought that King Jin would appear at this time.

Even Chi Mubo, who was aggressive just now, subconsciously manipulated the horse under his crotch to take two steps back.

This is the prestige of King Jin.

His bravery back then, even now, makes people instinctively feel a little awe in front of him.

"Chi Mubo! You are my son, but now you have brought your men to surround my camp!" King Jin yelled at Chi Mubo who was on his horse, "Get off the horse!"

"Father."

Chi Mubo still had the childhood awe of King Jin in his heart.

But at this moment, he was sitting on the back of the horse, looking at the thin and aged King Jin below him, and suddenly felt that the hero who was as tall and majestic as a mountain in his childhood had become so weak.

King Jin is a warrior, even now, he can still leave the king's account and stand up.

But he is old.

So that bravery, in Chi Mubo's eyes, is a bit harsh.

"I don't want to do that either." Instead of dismounting, he pinched the horse's belly and let the horse take two steps forward, "But during this period of time, meeting with the tribal leader or attending activities such as hunting, you let Du Lie Instead. I wanted to see you, but Du Lie stopped me. My son is very worried about you."

"Okay. You are worried about me, we can talk in the tent. Tell the people you brought to leave."

"Father." Chi Mubo had a strange smile on his face, "You are the king of Otsu. These are the sons of Otsu. They respect you. Why let them retreat?"

As he spoke, he slowly manipulated the horse and approached King Jin.

King Jin's personal guards immediately stood in front of King Jin.

"You are scared. You are old. Father." Chi Mubo shook his head and made a cruel sentence, "I am your son, and I will protect your Otsu."

"brute!"

King Jin's chest heaved violently.

He felt slightly ill and dizzy.

But he ignores the past.

He couldn't show a weak expression, he had to hold Akagibo steady.

When Chi Mubo brought people around, he released a secret signal.Costin hovered in the sky, and the flagpole behind Wang's tent played a special semaphore.

Immediately, his men will come galloping.

He only needs to survive two moments... maybe only one moment?

"I am King Jin! Even if I am old, I am King Jin!"

He roared, drew out his scimitar, and opened his angry eyes, like a falcon, as he swept across the young and vigorous boys.

"Your father and brother, once followed me on the grasslands, and once made tribes and cities with me. We brought booty, cattle and sheep, women, and gold and silver. And you were raised by such booty !Even if I am old, I have been killed in the sea of ​​corpses and blood!"

He shouted: "Who dares to step forward!"

The wind blows quietly across the grassland.

The horses stamped restlessly.

Chi Mubo looked down at the aged King Jin from a high position, but suddenly felt a trace of fear.

That kind of momentum is something they don't have.

Even Chi Mubo couldn't help trembling when he watched his father raise the scimitar.

The steppe respects the warrior.

His father is inviting him to fight, one-on-one.

Chi Mubo is confident in his strength.

But the person in front of him made him feel afraid to stand in front of him.

The two parties were deadlocked.

King Jin's heart gradually became more at ease.

Akagi Bo has ambitions.But not hard enough.Not enough.

If it were him, at such a time, he would not give the enemy time to speak, he would drive straight in, taking advantage of his own strength to win the victory.

But Akagi Bo was worried.

He was concerned that he was his father, his king.

He hesitated.

So, I have a chance...

King Jin slowly became more certain in his heart.

However, suddenly, there was a cramping pain in his abdomen, and his body shook suddenly!

"Father!"

This turn of events was seen in Akagi Bo's eyes.He suddenly woke up from his trance.

What is he hesitating about?

The person in front of him is no longer the hero who frightened the surrounding tribes and Dasu.

He is old.

Chi Mubo yelled "Father King", followed by an unprecedented clarity of mind: "Father King is seriously ill and can no longer support it! At this time, I am obliged to protect Dajin for Father King!"

He got off his horse and faced King Jin, while shouting at the people behind him: "Follow me into the king's tent!"

"Yes!"

Those wavering men found their backbone in the call of the general.They galloped forward.But this time, King Jin's personal guards hesitated when they looked at the shaking master.They didn't know whether to fight the enemy or protect King Jin to escape.

And the person who ordered them was extremely vulnerable at this moment.

King Jin felt severe pain in his internal organs, he was trembling, and the scimitar in his hand was shaking.Chi Mubo grabbed his wrist easily and took his knife away, and said to his back: "Anyone who prevents me from 'taking care' of my father will be shot!"

"Yes!"

Chi Mubo's men shouted and attacked King Jin's personal guards.

There was a smile on Chi Mubo's face.

However - in the distance, there was the sound of hurried hooves.

For people who grew up on the grasslands, judging the number of horses is easy.

The sound of horseshoes at this moment, like rumbling thunder, is terrifying!

"Your Highness!"

Someone called Chi Mubo.

"There are at least a thousand people here!"

"Damn—quick fight!"

Chi Mubo's face was ashen, and he was about to go to the king's tent with King Jin.

"Father, where is your banner? Where is your scepter? Give it to me."

King Jin's throat was as hot as burning coals.And his eyes were blurred.

He couldn't speak, thinking hard in his mind: How could it be?what happened?

Although he was a little uncomfortable, he shouldn't be in such pain.

He used goat milk for his meal today, which was squeezed by his most trusted slave girl.The melons and fruits he uses must be tasted first.he……

That bowl of medicine!

King Jin's eyes widened suddenly: That bowl of medicine!

Du Lie's slave fell, but Du Lie gave it to him.He would not doubt his closest son.

Dulie?Dulie!

Before leaving the tent, he persuaded himself and drank the bowl of medicine...

King Jin opened his mouth, trying to say something, but couldn't speak.

Chi Mubo was still urging: "Where is your scepter?!"

scepter?

Thunder flashed in King Jin's mind: he had given the seal and scepter symbolizing King Jin to Du Lie for safekeeping, for fear that Chi Mubo would take it away.

Dulie!

He tightly grasped Chi Mubo's wrist, trying to speak with difficulty.

But this time, a burst of severe pain surged, and he spat out a large mouthful of purple-black blood, spraying it all over Chi Mubo's face.

Then fell down.

In the distance, the sound of hoofbeats is approaching...

Three days later.

"General, the villain is lucky to live up to his fate!"

"Quick, get up." Xia Yi took three steps at a time, stepped forward to help a young man who looked exactly like Di Ren, and held his arm tightly, "Go deep into the enemy camp, for Dasu The king who endured the humiliation and killed the Tianjin people hated his dead compatriots...It's me, and the people at the border should thank you very much!"

He pulled the spy who had finally come back from Tianjin, and personally helped him to sit on the chair next to him.

The other party's body was a little stiff, and he said "don't dare", but Xia Yi pressed him firmly and sat on the chair.

"Daniu, what's the name of this brother?"

"Because he is...a child of mixed race. When he was a child, his family didn't give him a name. He was called Ahu."

Zhang Daniu hesitated, but Xia Yi understood it as soon as he heard it.

Dasu is very traditional in this regard, and has a relatively heavy bondage on women.The customs at the border are much more open. Because of the lack of manpower, women also show up to work, and they will fight against the enemy together when they encounter the enemy.But the women who were raped by the Di people were obviously victims, but they were still rejected and hated, especially the offspring they gave birth to.

For example, the spy's mother was kicked out by the family, and she didn't know who the child's father was, so she couldn't give the child a surname.

The nickname is often based on the characteristics of the child, so it is called "Ahu".

It's just that such a name, isn't it another kind of trauma for a child who is already struggling with identity?

He hates Di people because they hurt his closest mother's family.

But he was repelled and hated by his host.

Those who can clarify their own position and love and hate like Ahu are few.

More mixed-race children, unable to find a balance and a sense of belonging in the hatred between the two sides, will go astray.That was another tragedy.

Xia Yi felt compassionate, and secretly decided to strengthen the education of the border residents, telling them that these mixed-race children are also victims, and don't pour hatred on innocent children.

But he also knows it's hard.The pain of being invaded is firmly rooted in the frontier land, and it cannot be washed away except for the blood of the enemy and the pleasure of revenge.

Young people like Ahu are always victims.

He was thinking wildly, but there was a gentle smile on his face: "Ahu... I think, it must be before your mother passed away, and you have not been crowned, otherwise I will definitely give you an official name. If you don't mind , I wonder if I can come up with a name for you?"

A young man named Ahu was sitting on a chair, staring up at the young general who was not a few years older than him, with a dreamy look on his face.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you thank the general for giving me your name?!"

Zhang Daniu slapped him on the back, making him lean forward.

Ahu came to his senses and knelt on the ground with a "boom" on his knees: "Please give me your name, General!"

"What are you doing?"

Relying on the general's physical strength, Xia Yi forcibly pulled him up.

"You have made great contributions, and you are a well-deserved hero! It is my honor to name a hero like you!"

He pondered for a moment, held Ahu's shoulders, and looked directly at the other's deep, brown-black pupils that looked more like Di Ren:

"You don't have a surname, so why don't you take my surname as Gu?...You killed the king of Jin and disrupted the regime of the people of Jin. Why don't you just call him Gu Polu?"

The name Xia Yi chose was completely in line with Gu Yi's own characteristics, it had no literary talent, and it didn't sound very nice.

However, the curly-haired, tall-nosed, deep-eyed young man in front of him revealed an excited look: "Yes! General Polu thank you for your surname, and General Xie for your name!"

Xia Yi patted him on the shoulder: "You have made such a great contribution, I will pick some good things from my library for you later. There are not many things in the border customs, this is just my reward for you as a general .When I write an excerpt to Jingzhong, I will report your merits in full. Thinking about it... His Majesty will definitely reward you, and maybe confer you a title."

He said so in his mouth, but he said in his heart, I am afraid that the emperor who puts more emphasis on civility than martial arts, and is afraid that the generals will cause trouble, will not give much rewards.

Moreover, if the reward is delayed a little longer, it may be reversed here, and the reward on the other side has not yet come down.

Gu Polu scratched his little black curly hair, and said softly, "I don't care about titles, as long as I follow the general to kill the enemy."

Xia Yi couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhang Daniu squinted at him: "You boy is not good at thinking. I'm afraid you don't know what a title is."

"Okay, okay, don't bully him. Take Polu back to your camp to have a look, and it's time to reunite with his comrades. I will ask the kitchen to cook a big meal at night."

The two left, Xia Yi couldn't wait to send a message to Tan Jiuzhang through the system, telling him the good news of King Jin's death.

He also told Tan Jiuzhang about the situation on Di Ren's side:

[The Jin regime is in chaos.King Jin died in full view, and was held hostage by Chi Mubo when he died, and his people were fighting with King Jin's personal guards.King Jin's troops rushed to rescue him, just in time for King Jin to spew blood and die in Chi Mubo's arms.And King Jin's seal and talisman were handed over to Du Lie.

Now it's the public saying that the public is right and the wife is saying that the woman is reasonable. Du Lie gathered the troops and supporters of King Jin, and regarded himself as King Jin's true favorite successor, accusing Chi Mubo of forcing the palace to kill his father.And Chi Mubo said that he was worried that his father would be controlled by Du Lie, so he brought someone to rescue him, and it turned out that King Jin was indeed poisoned to death by Du Lie, otherwise the blood would not be black...

Now on the other side, people's heads are smashed into dog's heads, it's a mess.Chi Mubo is better at fighting personally, and is supported by many tribes; while Du Lie took the token and changed his name justifiably, and the group of people who obey King Jin the most trust him more.For a while, this tug-of-war will be endless. 】

Tan Jiuzhang replied quickly.

In the news, he praised Xia Yihao all over, saying that he was clever and clever, and he made decisions thousands of miles away in the midst of strategizing.

The exaggeration was too exaggerated, Xia Yi was embarrassed, so he said to him:

[It's not that I'm good, it's the spy we sent over, a master of acting and controlling people's hearts...]

So he told Tan Jiuzhang how Gu Polu provoked the conflict between Du Lie and Chi Mubo, how to intensify the conflict between the two, and how to poison King Jin to make the two completely confront each other...

Then he talked about Gu Polu's life experience and the matter of naming him. In his words, he praised his bravery and intelligence, but also regretted his poor life experience.

In the middle of Beijing, Tan Jiuzhang was reading the secret letter sent by his people from the south, and sent messages to Xia Yi.

Seeing this, he suddenly sat up straight, his eyebrows gradually furrowed.

[Manager Xia admires him very much? 】

Seeing this echo, Xia Yi raised his eyebrows:

The two of them are not nasty people, and they can be called by any nickname when they are in a strong relationship, but they usually use "you" and "I" when they pass on news.Tan Jiuzhang called the two of them the first world, usually when they are in a special mood, either for fun or because they are angry.

And now...

This short piece of news, how to taste it, does it have a sour taste?

The author has something to say:

Assistant Tan is jealous~

The separation of the two places is worrying after all, hehe

And I am not happy to meet someone who misinterpreted the meaning of the text and maliciously brushed negatives today. (?__)?