My Wife is a Counsel Chapter 116: Blood splattered on Trubu
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Under the grassy **** at dusk, there were four to five hundred herdsmen standing, all of whom were older men. The representatives sent by each household were either the head of the family or one of the most important members.
Some herders showed nervous expressions on their faces.
Kasakana Nuhu, who was considered the most loyal, even got a hint that when he came to the meeting this time, he had to be prepared to kill all the invading Central Asians.
Master Matruh has secretly contacted Khan's army.
However, the representatives of the Central-Continent people who were supposed to give a lecture still did not get out of the car, causing them to whisper and discuss among themselves.
They all looked at the iron artillery vehicles and the vigilant cavalry on the edge of the grassy slope. The cavalry included Japanese mercenaries hired by the Montenegrins, and traitors from the Chishui area who sold themselves to their owners for glory.
In the armored vehicle, Tuoba Lan's beautiful eyes were a little anxious, but she did not rush Manager Wang who was meditating next to him.
Before coming out of Chishui, Tuoba Lan had promised to help pacify the surrounding herdsmen settlements.
Preaching to all the herdsmen in the Tru tribe, Tuoba Lan was supposed to go and reveal her identity, and then she announced that the household systems such as Katabu and Kasaka would be abolished. From now on, all herdsmen would be Princes of Montenegro. Among the free people in the territory, cattle and sheep were equally divided between each settlement. From then on, they were privately owned and protected by His Royal Highness the Prince of Montenegro.
But when things came to a head, Manager Wang didn't know what he thought of, and he didn't allow Tuoba Lan to get out of the car.
Tuoba Lan sat there very calmly, the anxiety in her beautiful eyes flashed away, and she concealed it very well.
"You came here to seek death, right? Are you going to make a passionate declaration like the children of the grassland and force me to kill you? Use your blood to inspire the people in your eyes?" Lu Ming looked at Tuoba Lan, suddenly smiled.
Tuoba Landan said calmly: "If you really do this, aren't I afraid that you will become angry and massacre our Tuoba clan?"
Lu Ming smiled: "In short, I won't take this risk." He stared at Tuoba Lan, "Actually, if you gave a righteous speech about the children of the prairie risking their lives for freedom, would you think it was ironic? You In your eyes, those Kasakas, are they really human beings? Or are they no different from animals?"
Tuoba Lan said coldly: "That is a matter within our clan, but being ruled by a foreign race is a shame for the children of our grassland!" Apparently seeing that he had been seen through, he simply showed his cards.
Lu Ming nodded: "Of course, you are right. When we Central-Continent people came to conquer the grasslands, we first considered our long-term peace and stability, not to bring freedom and prosperity to the grassland tribes. However, The wealth and freedom of the grassland tribes do not conflict with our goals. At least, under the rule of the Principality of Montenegro, most herdsmen will live better than before. Moreover, I hope that in time, the liberated Kasakanu Households will be grateful to His Highness the Prince, and will think that His Highness the Prince is their savior. When the time comes, as the people of His Highness the Prince’s territory, I think His Highness the Prince will not fail to help them get rid of poverty. After all, the beef and mutton on the prairie , much more delicious than those in the mainland. It may not be that rich in the future, but it will no longer be a poor place.”
Tuoba Lan listened to Lu Ming's talk and just sneered.
Lu Ming stood up and said, "Okay, let's wait and see what happens in the future!"
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Under the grassy slope, I heard the Minister-in-Chief of the Central-Continent people, that is to say, the manager of this prairie in the future, announcing that from now on, the "Katabu" and "Kasaka" household registration systems would be abolished, and the cattle and sheep would be divided equally. The herdsmen were a little confused.
"Big man, tell me!" Lu Ming waved to a tall young man standing not far away.
The young man's name is Ma Dahe. He is more than 1.9 meters tall. He stands out among the prairie men. He ran over quickly, looking very restrained.
"Come, tell everyone about the changes in Kasaka over Chishui!" Lu Ming patted him on the shoulder and gave him the lecture position.
In fact, it is just a wooden pillar, and you can preach while standing on it.
Koma Dahe stood up and looked at the crowd below. His face turned red and his dark face turned purple. It was obvious that he had no experience of speaking in front of so many people and did not have the confidence.
Lu Ming smiled: "Well, just go over there!" Pointing to the crowd, "Go and talk to the uncles and uncles and answer their questions."
When Ma Dahe entered the crowd, he seemed much more at ease. The originally dull group of herdsmen also became lively. They all surrounded him curiously and asked about the situation on the other side of Chishui.
On the other side, watching this scene, Matrou's eyelids twitched.
At this time, Lu Ming waved to him, and he immediately ran over with a flattering smile on his face.
Night gradually falls, and the bright moon is in the sky.
The grassy **** was extremely lively, and Matruh slaughtered several cattle and sheep to entertain all the guests.
The herdsmen sang and danced around the bonfires. It was the New Year before, and they had never eaten so richly. They drank wine and ate meat, forgetting all their worries and the Montenegrins, and just enjoyed themselves.
Lu Ming was in Matruh's snow-white felt tent. The guests and hosts had a low table in front of them and sat cross-legged on the thick velvet blanket.
In addition to beef and mutton, there are also beers, canned meats and the like on the low table. They are all imported products. Looking at the brands, most of them are made in Montenegro. In the depths of this grassland, compared with beef and mutton barbecue, these beers, canned goods and the like are more expensive. , but it is luxury food.
In the felt tent, the owner is Matruh, and there are more than a dozen accompanying guests, including Matrou's five sons, his brothers, important cousins, etc.
On the Black Mountain side, there are Lu Ming, Ma Chinuer, Kawamoto Lianheng, deputy commander of the second cavalry company of the Grassland Guards Regiment, Ma Xiaowei, leader of the fourth squadron of the Chishui Public Security Inspection Brigade, and others.
Both Lu Ming and Matruh sat at the main table. Both sides had their own low tables, but they were placed next to each other.
While joking and chatting, Lu Ming explained the preferential treatment policy for nobles and Kasabhu households. He said that as long as they were willing to accept the New Deal and swear to serve His Highness the Prince, they would still retain part of their property to maintain a decent life. Compared with ordinary herdsmen, , will also be a wealthy family.
Moreover, those from aristocratic families who have received a new education can definitely go to the mainland to develop and have many opportunities, including taking the civil service examination.
Matruh listened and nodded in agreement.
"Clan Chief Ma, I have a question. After checking, I feel that the weapons and ammunition you handed over were concealed?" Lu Ming suddenly asked.
Lu Ming looked at his watch, "I'll give you five minutes, I hope you can explain it clearly."
Matru's expression changed slightly, and the wine glass he was holding was about to fall to the ground.
Lu Ming had already pounced on him, pressing down on him violently, covering his mouth, and moving the short knife in and out of his hand. The fat white man's face was full of fear, and he was struggling with a whine, but more and more blood was leaking out of his body. , the struggle became increasingly weak.
"Bang bang bang", gunshots rang out. Ma Chinuer and others had already drawn out their short guns, and their bullets were all loaded and the safety was on.
There was also loud gunfire outside.
At the same time, gunshots seemed to be heard in the distance.
Lu Ming dropped the dead body of Matruh, whose eyes were turned upside down.
At this time, in the felt tent, the dignitaries and generals of the Tru tribe were dead.
Lu Ming stepped out and said, "Blow the trumpet and prepare to fight!"
There is a faint excitement in my heart, as if killing and the upcoming fierce battle are actually the pleasures of life.