I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Chapter 315: The young chief of the Rannu clan who knows a little bit.

This person is the young patriarch of the Tianxiang tribe, Xiang Meng.

Hearing the sergeant's words, Xiang Meng frowned, his face turned a little ugly, and he pondered for a while and asked:

"Is there really no way to enter Donglai Pass again? My aunt hasn't been found yet..."

Sergeant Rannu raised his head slightly, glanced at Xiang Meng, and said:

"Young Patriarch, even a fly can't get into the Donglai Pass now..."

"This time, we lost nearly half of the elephants, and we can't bring my aunt back. How can I explain this to my father and grandfather?"

Xiang Meng roared, but his voice was slightly trembling. He paced a few steps on the spot, as if he remembered something, and asked,

"Mr. Gongsun, do you have any other countermeasures? Could it be that we took such a big risk and left the grassland early just to test when the Xia people's reinforcements will arrive?"

Hearing this, the soldier Rannu, who was kneeling on the ground, rolled his eyes and said:

"Young Patriarch, don't worry. Mr. Gongsun is extremely intelligent. We have already made a great contribution in this test. When we return, Young Patriarch will only be rewarded."

"What do you mean? We have only been stationed here these days, and we haven't even had time to loot food and gold. Now we have to go back. What kind of achievement is this?"

Xiang Meng had a look of bewilderment on his face and asked in confusion.

"It's not surprising that the young clan leader has such doubts. I also listened to Mr. Gongsun's explanation and thought about it for a long time before I understood it."

Sergeant Rannu smiled wryly and said in a flattering tone,

"Although we have been stationed here these days, the Xia army dare not leave the city. In the past, we could only rely on the power of the magic horse to fight with the Xia people, and only then had the opportunity to bring food, gold and silver back to the grassland."

Hearing this, Xiang Meng nodded and said arrogantly:

"Mr. Gongsun actually thought of organizing these little bastards into an army. He is truly a man of great talent!"

"That's because the young clan leader had a keen eye for talent and recommended Mr. Gongsun to the leader."

Sergeant Ran Nu flattered the emperor very cooperatively and then said,

"This time, we first learned about the full military strength of Donglai Pass. Ten thousand Tianxiang troops are enough to deal with it. Secondly, we know the speed of the Xia people's reinforcements, which will be of great benefit to us in the future when we capture Donglai Pass."

"But my aunt has been living away from home for so many years, she must have suffered a lot..."

"Young Patriarch!" Seeing that Xiang Meng was still hesitant, the Rannu soldier's tone became a little heavier.

"What Xia Ren said may not be true. The young lady has been missing for so many years, and she may have already..."

"No matter what, the order I received is to withdraw before noon tomorrow. Otherwise, once the Xia people's reinforcements arrive, my life will be in danger, but the young patriarch will not only be the patriarch of the Tianxiang tribe in the future, but also the leader of the entire grassland. Please don't act rashly!"

As he spoke, the soldier Ran Nu had already stood up. Although his face was still respectful, his words were obviously somewhat impolite.

"Zato! How dare you curse my aunt!" Xiang Meng frowned, grabbed the collar of the Rannu soldier named Zato, and shouted angrily.

"The young clan leader escaped secretly after all. I have military orders to obey. I hope the young clan leader will not embarrass me!"

Seeing that Xiang Meng had already fallen out, Zatu no longer pretended, and pushed Xiang Meng's hand away, his tone becoming much colder.

A flash of surprise flashed across Xiang Meng's eyes, and his fists creaked. After a long moment, he gritted his teeth and said:

"I will not make it difficult for General Zatu. If you want to leave, go ahead. Leave me one hundred elephant boys and two thousand celestial elephant soldiers. I will stay here to find the whereabouts of my aunt."

"Thank you for your consideration, young clan leader." Zatu smiled awkwardly, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

“However, these people are of great use to Mr. Gongsun. If the young clan leader wants to stay, then just stay here!”

As he spoke, he punched Xiang Meng in the chest.

Xiang Meng immediately flew backwards, broke the low table behind him, and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Oh my god! It's going to be fun!"

Li Mu, who was about to show up, hid again after seeing this scene.

There is obviously something wrong with the conversation between these two people.

Judging from the age of the young patriarch Rannu, the aunt he mentioned is most likely Li Ru’s biological mother.

Li Mu remembered that she had admitted before that she was the daughter of the chief of the Tianxiang tribe.

But before that, it was clear that someone had been secretly contacting her and asked her to assassinate him.

But the young chief of the Rannu clan seemed to be unaware of all this.

Even the matter of Prince Yan being abducted seemed to have been kept in the dark by the young leader of the Rannu clan.

While thinking, Li Mu heard the soldier named Zatu say in a cold voice:

"The young patriarch could have lived a few more days, but unfortunately... the young patriarch was killed by the Xia people. I am deeply saddened."

Hearing this, Xiang Meng stared at Zatu angrily and shouted:

"Zatu! Even if I die, you won't survive if you don't have good guards!"

Unexpectedly, Zatu did not show any fear on his face, and said slowly:

"Young Chieftain left the grassland without permission. What does this have to do with me, Zatu?"

"So many people saw me enter the military camp. How can you just say you didn't know about this..."

However, Xiang Meng stopped talking halfway, thinking of Zatu's constant persuasion for him to stay behind the scenes, and he couldn't help but ask,

"You, you were planning to kill me?"

The shock in his eyes could not be concealed, and he shouted in disbelief,

"Why, I have no grudge against you..."

"Is it... Is it the Sixth Brother? The Ninth Brother? Or the Seventeenth Brother?"

Xiang Meng's expression was ferocious and full of unwillingness, but Zatu was obviously not prepared to give him an answer.

"Young Chief, you should ask Lord Ganesha."

As he spoke, Zatu's fist had already slammed towards Xiang Meng.

At this moment, Li Mu's figure flashed and appeared between the two of them.

He blocked Zatu's fist with one hand and touched his neck with the other hand like lightning.

Then Zatu's eyes rolled back and he fainted immediately.

Li Mu's ears twitched, and after confirming that Zatu was not dead, he thought to himself,

"The acupuncture points Sister Ning'er taught me are really effective!"

It has been a long time since Li Mu experienced this feeling of beating someone without using true energy.

I have to say, beating someone with your fists is indeed more satisfying than using your qi.

"You, you are Xia Ren?"

At this time, Xiang Meng, who was behind Li Mu, asked in surprise.

What surprised Li Mu was that Xiang Meng spoke the not very fluent official language of the Xing Dynasty.

"Do you understand my Xingchao Mandarin?"

Li Mu looked Xiang Meng up and down with interest, but couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Xiang Meng was dressed like a peeled preserved egg.

"Your Xia culture is broad and profound. Alas, I only understand a little bit, a little bit..."

As he spoke, Xiang Meng clasped his fists and saluted towards Li Mu.

"Thank you for saving my life, sir. I can promise you anything!"

Hearing this, the veins on Li Mu's forehead jumped violently, and he thought to himself,

"You're still a little bit away from understanding this!"

Xiang Meng seemed to notice that something was wrong with Li Mu's expression, and asked curiously:

"But what's wrong with what I said?"

Li Mu waved his hand, not interested in being a language teacher for this idiot, and said coldly:

"No need to thank me, I'm not here to save you."