Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

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"Lord Zhao, I really didn't expect you to be able to hold a pen when you got off a horse, and even better to hold a knife when you get on a horse!"

"It's really unambiguous to chop these thieves!"

Tu Jie dismounted and came to Zhao Zheng's side.

There was no blood on his knife, but his clothes were cut several times.

"Hahaha, I'm so impressed! After all, the seniors in my family have hacked many people before."

Zhao Zheng wiped the blood on his knife and blinked at Tu Jie.

Tu Jie suddenly felt a chill behind him.

It reminded me of the achievements of the previous Patriarchs of the Zhao Mansion.

"Bah! These fools don't know what's going on."

"When we saw us hanging the envoy's flag and shining the knife, it's fine if we didn't hide, and rushed over with a smirk."

In order to ease the chill behind him, Tu Jie raised his anger again and directed it at the thief lying on the ground.

"Okay, the Wuli tribe is right in front of us, let's get ready and earn back all the money we spent earlier."

"Yes!"

When it comes to making money, Tu Jie is not sleepy.

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"Let's all rely on our strengths first, and quietly get rid of those who are still wandering inside! So as not to cause them to counterattack!"

"Yes!"

The virtuous brocade guards around Zhao Zheng couldn't help it.

After answering yes, they scattered in an instant.

The simple fences of the Wuli tribe were turned outside and in.

The moon is not dark, the wind is very strong, and it is also the night of killing.

"Master Zhao, what about the next official?"

When Zhao Zheng also wanted to touch it quietly, Tu Jie held him back.

He just noticed that with Tu Jie's strength, it seems that he can't get in.

When I went in, most of them were delivering food.

"Um, you..."

"Let's go through the front door."

"Row!"

Tu Jie put on a smiling face and retracted his foot stuck on the fence.

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"Patriarch, everyone has been resolved!"

"No one stood up to fight?"

Zhao Zheng and Tu Jie had just arrived at the main gate, but the puppet tribe came directly to report to him.

"There was no resistance, they were almost all drunk in bed, and only the leader's tent was left without a knife."

Tu Jie, who was at the side, suddenly regretted why he didn't climb in at the fence.

This is a military achievement!

When I go back, I can't add more color to my resume.

"Okay, lead the way!"

Zhao Zheng was also happy, he really didn't know what gave the Wuli tribe confidence.

The dozen or so people before rushed over with smirks and died.

The people in this tribe were all drunk and fell asleep.

As far as this kind of tribe is concerned, even if it is not on the border of Eastern Chagatai Khan, within the radiating range of the royal court's influence, he will definitely do it unambiguously.

"Homeowner!"

"Is the leader, Uli, inside?"

Another member of the puppet tribe is guarding outside the leader's big tent.

The rest of the Jin Yiwei also surrounded the big tent to prevent people inside from sneaking away.

"Yes, now I poked my head in to have a look, and I'm still sleeping soundly."

The puppet nodded and got out of the way.

Only then did Zhao Zheng and Tu Jie walk in with their knives in hand.

call!

call!

"Good guy, you're really sleeping!"

Zhao Zheng frowned, the smell of alcohol in the room made him a little uncomfortable.

This man definitely didn't wash up after drinking!

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Snapped!

"Hey, you should wake up!"

On Wuli's face, the disgusted Zhao Zheng directly slapped a red mark with the scabbard.

"Huh? Huh?"

He finally woke up from his dream.

"Ah! Who are you, come here! Come here!"

"Stop shouting."

Tu Jie was on the side, holding a knife and having fun.

"My lord's ears are callused after hearing that."

"Who the hell are you? What have you done to my people!"

After all, Wuli was a leader, and he was very familiar with the smell of blood. He immediately smelled the smell of blood coming in from outside the door.

Look carefully, the person standing at the door is not his own clan.

And the knife in his hand was still dripping blood on the ground.

"Clan people? I am the head of the Ministry of Rites of the Sun Moon Dynasty."

"The one next to me has so many names that I can't finish them. Listen up!"

"The person next to me is the current Patriarch of Zhao Sheng Mansion, the envoy appointed by His Majesty Emperor Shengwu, Bo Wanghou."

Snapped!

Tu Jie couldn't help itching again.

Because he saw Wuli in a daze, he directly gave him another scabbard.

"Woooooo, my lord, what have I done?"

Wu Li really felt wronged, because he didn't do anything.

And just now Tu Jie read such a long list of Zhao Zheng's background, shouldn't he be in a daze.

"Feel sorry."

Tu Jie actually realized this after making the move.

Hastily retreated behind Zhao Zheng.

"Master Zhao, it's up to you to speak."

Zhao Zheng nodded, and then stepped forward.

Wu Li also thought that he would be a talkative person, after all, he had such a long list of names, and he had heard of the Zhao Mansion's reputation by chance.

This person should be a good person, right?

"I have killed all of your clansmen who committed crimes below. You shouldn't blame me, right?"

"???"

"Woooooo!"

Previously, Wuli was just guessing, even guessing in a good direction.

He thought that Zhao Zheng and his men would kill the rebels in his tribe at most.

Who knows, if you open your mouth, you will kill them all.

He is alone now, and let alone a sword, he doesn't even wear clothes.

How dare you blame me.

"My lord, please let me live! They all deserve it!"

"How dare you commit an offense!"

For his own sake, Wuli resolutely chose not to blame.

"That's good, tell me where is your treasure?"

"Zhao uses it to be useful!"

Zhao Zheng didn't talk nonsense, and directly gestured with the knife, threatening.

"Under my bed, 1 taels were buried! Grain..."

Reed!

"My lord... you!"

Wu Li looked at the knife inserted into his throat, pointed at Zhao Zheng, and finally fell down unwillingly.

"Master Zhao, don't we ask other questions?"

Tu Jie stood aside, his face was spattered with blood, but he still didn't forget to care about money.

"Where else can he bury the food, it must be in a tent, someone! Dig!"

Zhao Zheng pinched his nose and went straight out of the tent.

Tu Jie quickly followed.

"Then maybe there are treasures hidden in other places?"

"Most of the other treasures are where their tribe was stationed before. Do you think it's worth our detour?"

"It's really not worth it, but maybe take this leader to Xichagatai Khan..."

Tu Jie thought again about the value of Wuli, the leader.

"Why are you taking it there? Are you dancing?"

"Use your money to manage the food, or my money to manage the food?"

"Anyway, everyone here is dead. If you really have this idea, you can just grab a dumb man and put on his clothes, isn't it the same?"

Zhao Zheng shook his head and began to wash the blood on his face.

When Tu Jie heard this, he had to spend money and food to bring people, so he stopped thinking about it and joined the washing team.

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