Hu Taichuan, who was in a rage, didn't want to talk nonsense with Ke Luo at all, and stabbed at him with a long sword, but the connoisseur could see at a glance that this person obviously didn't know any martial arts, and had neither strength nor speed.

Ke Luo turned sideways slightly, dodged the long sword lightly, and did not fight back, still persuading: "Taishou, put down your weapon!" What is the benefit of being king, it is better to go home and farm and fish. ”

"Hmph, you have no ambitions, no wonder you are being used and treacherous!"

Hu Taichuan scolded endlessly, and still stabbed at Ke Luo. Ke Luo did not forget his previous kindness, blindly dodged, and kept persuading in his mouth: "Taishou, King Hanxing has properly arranged the soldiers and people of Zhuya Island, all of them are clapping and praising each other, go back quickly!" ”

"It's stupid! There is already a new Taishou on Zhuya Island, and the defender generals have also been replaced by Ruan Fahe, you have not been accommodated, let alone me! Hu Taichuan provoked: "The Han people are quite good at scheming, and Wang Baoyu will definitely kill us in the future!" ”

Oh, yes!

Hearing Hu Taichuan's words, Ke Luo was stunned, it is true, Lu Wei just looks down on himself, so choosing his favorite Ruan Fahe is also equivalent to being homeless.

Hu Taichuan was secretly happy when he saw this, thinking that Ke Luo was moved by what he said, so he took the opportunity to say again: "Ke Luo, if you turn against me or submit to me, you are not to blame for the past, and if I gain power in the future, I will have your benefits, there are countless women in the good field!" ”

But Ke Luo shook his head and said, "Taishou, I know that I don't have a brain, but I still understand the simple truth." Whoever can make the people happy, I will follow! ”

Hu Taichuan was furious, desperately stabbed at Ke Luo again, and at the same time beckoned several cronies to run to Ke Luo as well, killing this person and rewarding him with ten taels of silver!

Ke Luo immediately became a little unhappy, as a general of the army, King Hanxing treated himself well, but Hu Taichuan did not have any affection, and his character was poor!

Mo Qianxun didn't want Ke Luo to be injured, so he ordered: "General Qian, shoot this person." ”

Qian Mo neatly took off his bow and arrows, only to hear a whoosh, and a feather arrow flew towards Hu Taichuan, hitting Hu Taichuan's chest.

Burst! The arrow did not enter his chest, and blood immediately gushed out, Hu Taichuan opened his mouth, the long sword fell to the ground, turned over and fell off the horse, and died on the spot.

Before Wang Baoyu could stop him, or even say a word to Hu Taichuan, the man died, and he couldn't help frowning: "Chihiro, let's kill him like this, it's a bit inappropriate!" ”

"When the judgment continues, it will be chaotic, Baoyu is merciful, and the harm is endless." Mo Qianxun insisted.

When Ke Luo saw that Hu Taichuan was dead, he cried loudly, and he was still complaining: "If you don't listen to me, your life will be gone!" Stupid, stupid! ”

Hu Taichuan is dead, all the Yelang soldiers disarmed and surrendered, Wang Baoyu appeased these soldiers, and after conquering Luo Yue, they must be sent back to Zhuya, when the time comes, they can continue to be soldiers, and if they don't want to fight, they will go back to farming, and everything is up to their will.

Hu Taichuan died in a foreign country and was buried on Yunhai Mountain, with a stone tablet on the tree. The Yelang soldiers were disrupted and scattered in the ranks, and then, the expanded Jingyue army descended from Yunhai Mountain and continued to march towards Jiuzhen City.

The farther south I went, the hotter the weather became, and the more Luo Yue people I met, dressed very casually, and often saw men and women with open chests and backs, and the children were naked.

From the color and dress of the clothes, it is not difficult to see that there are many clans here, the big ones are tens of thousands of people, and the small ones are only a few hundred, all of which are primitive and wild tribes.

In the face of the overwhelming Jingyue army, the Luo Yue tribes did not dare to resist at all, so they could only flee in all directions and hide in the jungle. Wang Baoyu ordered that he must not disturb the people or loot property, and he did not want to fall into the quagmire of jungle warfare.

Ten days later, a big river blocked the way, it was the Bailan River not far from Jiuzhen City, a group of women and children were bathing by the river, the army came suddenly, there was no time to escape, one by one stood by the river in a daze.

Wang Baoyu jumped down from the Wind Tiger in advance and walked towards the river, and a short haired boy of eight or nine years old was closest to him, pointing to the Wind Tiger behind him, with a frightened look on his face.

"Don't be afraid, kids! We won't hurt you. Wang Baoyu stepped forward and touched his head, but the little boy couldn't understand what Wang Baoyu was saying, and he didn't dare to move.

Wang Baoyu leaned into the river and washed his face, which had tanned him a lot during these days. However, just as he wanted to get up, the little boy suddenly picked up a rock from the shore and threw it at him.

Before the water on Wang Baoyu's eyelids was wiped off, and before he could see what was going on, the corner of his forehead hit the little boy's stone, which made him grin with pain and a look of shame.

Wang Baoyu's forehead was a big bag, and blood was oozing out, and the soldiers behind him were not wary of a child, they were all taken aback.

Qian Mo stepped forward angrily, grabbed the little boy, and held it high in the air, the little boy was very stubborn, his limbs fluttered, and he slammed Qian Mo's iron fist with his little fist.

Qian Mo was annoyed, his palm was slightly forced, the little boy suddenly yelled in pain, and frightened a middle-aged woman not far away suddenly fell into the water, unable to walk, waving at Qian Mo from afar, speaking an incomprehensible language, and kept wailing.

Wang Baoyu wiped his face and hurriedly said, "General Qian, put him down and don't hurt him." ”

"Baoyu, he dares to do this to you, he should kill you a few times." Ma Yunlu hurriedly came over and pressed Wang Baoyu's forehead with a piece of silk cloth.

"Put it down!" Wang Baoyu commanded.

Qian Mo reluctantly put the little boy down, and the little boy threw himself into his mother's arms, revealing timidity.

Wang Baoyu sighed and said to everyone: "Compared to them, we are the invaders, we can't allow them to resist, and we can't kill innocents indiscriminately." ”

Then Wang Baoyu told the women and children to leave the riverbank and gave them some food. As the lord of the two states of Jingyue, King Hanxing, even when he was injured, was still able to be so tolerant and generous, and the soldiers all praised him, and he really felt that he was with the right person.

Although the Bailan River is wide, the river is not deep, the army crossed the river along the flowing water, and also took a bath, to Wang Baoyu and Mo Qianxun puzzled, there was no Luo Yue army on the way to intercept, it seemed to be driven straight by everyone.

The army crossed the Bailan River mightily, and after walking not far, a local middle-aged man appeared on the road ahead, and he bowed his hand to this side.

"Go over and ask him what he wants to do?" Wang Baoyu said.

The two guards hurriedly stepped forward to inquire and replied: "This person's name is Ba E, he can speak Chinese, and he is grateful to the king for not killing his son, and he is willing to be his guide." ”