Life is not satisfactory, ten***. Jiangyu and a group of violent men from the Tang Dynasty were eagerly expecting two big men from Tubo to stab each other with a knife. They hoped that Tubo would lose tens of thousands of troops first, and their dreams were suddenly shattered. A man in his thirties, with a strong face and more than a dozen old men rushed into the two armies of tension, and cursed Langlu and Dazalugong, which made them look so hard that they could see their faces.

Tens of thousands of troops ran to the outside of the city to station, cursing Langlu, with more than a hundred guards, Jiang Yu and others, could only go to Luoshe City honestly and settle in a very spacious courtyard in the city. Langlu did not mention the invasion of his family's pasture, and Dazhalugong did not mention the scandal of being knocked out by Jiang Yu's snow. Everyone seemed to be waiting for something, but Jiang Yu and the others who did not understand the Tubo style were puzzled.

The courtyard where Jiang Yu and the others are located is the base camp of the Langlu and the Lang family in Luoshe City. The specifications are completely different from the courtyard in the Central Plains. All the houses in this courtyard are two-story or three-story high flat roofs. Each floor is extremely spacious, with red paint and gold paint on the thick pillars, which is very magnificent. In particular, the surrounding walls and ceilings are painted with fine brushwork to depict countless gods and demons' legends of war, which is unique. Each room is covered with handmade jacquard carpets from Nipola. The dense and extremely thick carpets are extremely valuable, which makes Li Heng, who is aware of the goods, jump around and thinks that after returning to Chang'an, he should suggest that Li Longji send an army to attack Tubo - these princes and ministers in Tubo are so rich that they are not as good as the laws of the heavens.

In the second floor hall of a building in the middle of the Lang family, a group of people from the Lang family and some princes and ministers who were attached to their Lang family sat on the ground. On the long table in front of them were steaming stewed meat, stewed bones and various Tubo specialty foods. Jiang Yu took a few monsters to sit in the seat behind Langlu, squinted at these Lang family's adults. He wanted to provoke a few words and let the Lang family and Dazhalugong have a huge bloody battle, but unexpectedly, someone attacked him first.

Before Langlu could speak, a fat and fat old man pointed at Jiang Yu and accused him loudly in Tubo dialect. The oil mouse behind Jiang Yu hurriedly said, "Boss, this old man is asking why we can attend the Lang family's conference. This old man looks like the old man's clan, very powerful kind." Without the oil mouse, Jiang Yu also knew that the old man's status would not be too low. Just look at the gorgeous decoration on his body.

Lang Lu was very comfortable cutting off a piece of white meat with a dagger, dipped it in some salt, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times, then he smiled and said, "I invited this Mr. Jiang... Well, in the words of the Tang people, he is a guest official. He is a master with great skills, so don't neglect Mr. Jiang. Well, guest official, he can help us deal with Dazhalugong. Langbazha, you have to be polite to Mr. Jiang." The Chinese he used these words, obviously he didn't want Jiang Yu to misunderstand that there was something wrong with the Lang family from him.

The white and fat Langbaza tilted his head and looked at Jiang Yu with disdain, sneering: "Ah, Tang people? What can he do? Tang people are all a group of weak wastes. The heroes of Tubo are the strongest soldiers in the world. Can the Tang people help our Lang family deal with Dazhalugong? Hehe, a joke is simply a joke!" Langbaza laughed a few times on purpose, and the members of the Lang family and the princes and nobles who depended on them laughed at the same time, laughing one by one, and some even laughed out loud.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yu raised his right hand and gently punched the floor beside him. With a loud bang, a carpet in the radius of about a foot was blown to pieces, and the floor below turned into countless debris and fell into the hall on the first floor. The princes and ministers who were still laughing wildly just now suddenly stopped the sound, and someone even bit his teeth in a very embarrassed manner, almost screaming in pain. Longbazha's face turned into iron gray, and he stared at Jiang blankly.

The huge hole beside the fish, I can't say a word for a long time. The floor of each floor of the Tubo man-made house is extremely particular. A noble family like the Lang family, the floor is made of three-piece earth mixed with glutinous rice water, and a layer of log stakes are also wrapped in the middle. The thickness of one floor is three feet long. Even if a strongman bombards with a hammer weighing hundreds of pounds, it will be difficult to make the floor in a short while. Jiang Yu can actually punch a big hole in one punch?

Lang Lu laughed with a blushing 'hehe' and turned around to toast Jiang Yu and said, "Mr. Jiang's divine power is really amazing. Hehe, Langbaza has no malice, he just looks at the sky in a well, and really underestimated the heroes of the world. Langbaza, my uncle, toast Mr. Jiang? Isn't the one we Tubo people respect the most? "

A word woke up Langbaza. The fat white Langbaza stood up with difficulty and respectfully to Jiangyu. Then he laughed and said, "With Mr. Jiang's help, the mountain leopards under Nadazalugong, this time they met their opponents. Langlu, your luck is really good, and our Lang family is really good. Everyone toast Mr. Jiang together." All the Lang family members toasted Jiangyu with a smile. Jiangyu came without rejecting anyone. He drank eighteen bowls of barley wine, but his face remained unchanged after drinking eighteen bowls of half a pound of barley wine. He was shocked by the Tubo princes and princes. With powerful force and able to drink a lot of strong liquor, he was a hero. Several generals from the Lang family admired Jiangyu to the extreme, and repeatedly raised their bowls to invite him, but Jiangyu was not vague. He drank several bowls of bowls with them.

Li Heng was secretly surprised by some potential things in the Lang family. Jiang Yu smashed the floor with a punch, and dozens of warriors appeared around him, but as soon as he saw Lang Lu joking loudly, these warriors immediately disappeared on the stairs and outside the windowsill, obviously all well-trained elites. And until now, no one was asking if he wanted to change the place to party, which shows how strict the management of the Lang family was. Li Heng originally had some complaints about Jiang Yu's act of acting as a thug for money, but now he hoped that Jiang Yu could turn the city upside down. Tubo could have a large family with strict system and well-trained warriors like the Lang family, which was really not a good thing for the Tang Dynasty.

However, Langlu had already begun to discuss what happened today with his clan members. The middle-aged man who rushed into the battlefield and forced the two armies was the current king of Tubo, a king with ability and ambition. Qidie Zuzan wanted to gather all the power of Tubo, and was working hard to weaken the power of the princes and ministers. Dazalugong chose to rely on Qidie Zuzan to protect his family, while the Lang family and several other princes wanted to continue to retain all the privileges of the great nobles. This time, instead of saying that the people in the Dazalugong family occupied the ranch of the Lang family, it was better to be a tester of the Tubo royal family and the great nobles.

Langlu slapped the table in front of him with one hand, chewing a piece of flesh with blood in his mouth, and shouted vaguely: "We cannot retreat. Once we retreat, we will release a little blood from them, and then we will release a little blood from them. In the end, our family's strength was completely weakened, and all the benefits were brought to the hands of Qidie Zuzan and Dazalugong. At that time, our serfs will become theirs, our land will become theirs, the ranch and mine will become theirs, and our money will naturally become theirs." Langlu looked at Langbaza and asked loudly: "Without money, my uncle Langbaza, can you still support your two hundred women and more than eighty children?"

Langbazha cut a piece of blood sausage with a dagger and put it slowly into his mouth. The triangular eyes on his white and tender face flashed with a chilling fierce light: "Of course not. So, this time we want to give Dazhalugong a little color. Qi Diezuzan said that this time the dispute between our family will be resolved at tomorrow's conference. Humph, Langlu, you are the current patriarch, what do you think you should do?"

Langlu sneered and said lightly: "Tomorrow, will Qi Diezuzan be convened by all the ministers in Luoshe City to hold a meeting? Then give Dazalugong a little color at the meeting." He looked back at Jiang Yu and said respectfully: "Mr. Jiang, Dazalugong's youngest son, Jaw Wu, is born with divine power, and is known as the first hero in our Tubo in the past 20 years. Tomorrow, I ask Dazalugong to have a duel first, and you can help me kill Jaw Wu. Let Dazalugong feel sad and heartbroken. His nephew led people to snatch all the animals from the two ranches in my Lang family. Don't blame me for killing his youngest son for venting anger."

After pondering for a while, Jiang Yu asked thoughtfully: "Is it bad for me, a Tang man, to kill someone? This way, I have a Tubo hero named Lao Lu, and let him take action at that time." Jiang Yu was confident that after his overnight success, Lu Bu Dazan's strength could soar more than ten times. Killing an ordinary general of Tubo is absolutely no problem. He saw the suspicion in Lang Lu's eyes and hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, Lao Lu is very strong, and Jawu is definitely not his opponent."

Seeing Jiang Yu's promise, Lang Lu nodded and continued, "If you kill Jawu, Dazhalugong will definitely be sad and angry. At that time, you will force him to fight with the elite selected by our Lang family, so that the gods will decide who made the mistake this time. Hehe, as long as he let the mountain leopards die before the duel, Dazhalugong will definitely lose." After a few words, he made a plan. Jiang Yu just nodded repeatedly with a smile, but did not say whether the plan was clever.

That night, Jiang Yu followed several figures marked by his spiritual identity during the day and found the Dazhalugong family. A set of tracking that seemed extremely old-fashioned in the Tang Dynasty, putting on cloth bags and hitting sticks was very familiar. Jiang Yu made the Dazhalugong family's gorgeous clothes and were obviously either Dazhalugong's son or nephew, and young people like nephew were beaten to the head and bleeding, and then Shi Shiran returned to the Lang family's house. This is called adding fuel to the fire, Jiang Yu was waiting to see the good show of the Prince's and Princess Congress the next day.

Early in the morning of the next day, the Lang family dispatched hundreds of fierce-looking warriors to escort the group to the Putuo Luojia northwest of the city. The convening of the princes and ministers is an extremely grand event. Although there are several princes and ministers still in other cities or their own family territories, and they are not in the city, this conference can also convene at least half of the important officials from Tubo to attend. Therefore, Qi Die Zuzan specially asked everyone to go to Putuo Luojia for a meeting. This is also called the Potala Palace palace group, which is the core and important place of the Tubo royal family. There are army loyal to the Tubo kings, and there are also some strange people and strange people supported by the royal family. This is also an invisible threat to all princes and princes attending the conference.

Hundreds of warriors were intercepted at the entrance of the palace. Langlu and the others could only bring two guards into Putuo Luojia, and Jiang Yu and the others also mixed in among the guards and walked in swaggeringly. Along the way, there were Tubo soldiers wearing half-body armor modified in Tang Dynasty armor and holding exquisite Modao equipped by the Tang army. Jiang Yu was like a mirror in his heart. Some of the weapons that King Shou had dared to smuggle to Tubo seemed to have fallen into the hands of the Tubo royal family. Li Heng frowned and looked at the excellent weapons in the hands of these Tubo soldiers with great anger, and hated some people in the court. In his heart, these people who dared to smuggle the weapons of the Tang Dynasty were no different.

Climbing up the steep and wide stone steps, Langlu kept greetings to some princes and princes full of jewels along the way. Some of these princes and princes reacted extremely enthusiastically to Langlu, and there were some autumn teleportation in their eyes, which were obviously allies on Langlu; some princes and princes were not naughty and nodded, and these people should be neutral factions; but some young princes and ministers responded to Langlu's friendly greetings with a proud and defiant look. These young princes and ministers should be the same as the young Qi Diezuzan. The rise of new forces and the resistance of conservative forces seems to be in Tubo, there will be many good shows in Tubo.

A group of princes and ministers walked to the gate of the highest palace in Putuo Luojia with their personal guards. Langlu was about to enter the palace when he suddenly rushed over toward Dazhalugong, and he teared it toward Langlu's face as if he was crazy. Jiang Yu grabbed Na Langlu with one hand and threw it behind him. His chest hit Dazhalugong hard, knocking Dazhalugong back more than ten steps. Jiang Yu shouted in unskilled Tubo dialect: "Bold, do you want to kill our master?" Kunpeng's sword was inconvenient for such occasions. Jiang Yu suddenly pulled out the scimitar on his waist, pointed at Dazhalugong at the tip of the knife, and strode forward a few steps.

The Tubo princes and princes next to them hurriedly took a few steps back, with strange smiles on their faces showing their good show. Even the young nobles who ignored Langluo were applauding and cheering with excitement. They didn't know which side they supported, or they instinctively applauded because they saw someone fighting. Jiang Yu was not vague. He snatched up a few steps and slashed at Dazhalugong with one knife, and shouted, "You are looking for death if you dare to hit my master." Jiang Yu really wanted to kill Dazhalugong. Once Dazhalugong died, the Tubo country would not be able to remain in chaos. As for Tubo might take full revenge on the Tang Dynasty, Jiang Yu didn't take it seriously.

Seeing that Dazhalugong was about to be killed by Jiang Yu's knife, a Mo knife next to him suddenly came over and slashed heavily on Jiang Yu's blade. The Mo knife actually had more than a thousand pounds of strength, and it accurately slashed to the middle of the weakest blade, which was the weakest. With a 'ding' sound, Jiang Yu's scimitar was swept aside. A young man with a nine-foot-high face with a black and thick body jumped out from the side, stretched out his arms to protect Dazhalugong, looked up and down with a rebellious and fierce look, and suddenly opened his mouth and sneered: "Yeah, our Master Langlu has recruited several Tang people with fair faces as subordinates. Tsk tsk, Master Langlu, do you want to go to the Tang Dynasty to retire?"

Lang Lu's face darkened and he shouted angrily: "Zhawu, dare you talk nonsense? I am your elder, do you don't know any etiquette?"

"Fart! What kind of etiquette do you tell a villain like you Langlu? Who was my three nephews of Dazalugong who was injured last night? Poor Nadaluwu, his mouth was knocked down by someone." Dazalugong poked his head out from behind Yuwu and pointed at Langlu and accused him angrily: "Who in Luoshe City dares to hurt my Dazalugong's relatives? Apart from Langlu, you old dog, who else can you? The other day, Luoshe City was safe and sound. Only the old dog of Luoshe ran out of your place cursed by the gods, and my nephews were suddenly beaten seriously. Wasn't it that you Langlu did? The guards around them were all broken, and their limbs were broken, and they were all turned into waste people! Langlu, you are so cruel!"

"I, I, I!" Langlu's heart was so unfair. It was really not his. He really didn't know that Dazha Lugong's three nephews were injured. If he really did, he would have ordered the three young people to be killed. How could they only knock down their mouths and teeth? Langlu twisted his neck and made his face look fleshy, and shouted loudly: "It was not me. Dazha Lugong, you are wronged by good people! What did your three nephews run to the street in the middle of the night? Are you still going to do some men and women's ** activities? Who knows who they offended? Maybe the husband of the woman they did yesterday injured them, maybe the woman they wanted to tease yesterday injured them, anyway, it was not what I, Langlu."

Dazalugong was stunned for a moment and had nothing to say. He knew what his three nephews were. He would do something to bully people every day in Lucicheng. For example, if they fell in love with the wife or daughter of a small landlord, they would take their guard to touch the other party's door at night. The three of them took turns to commit violence. They must satisfy their perverted ** before they would give up. This is not a secret in Lucicheng. The families of princes and ministers do this.

Yes. Maybe it was really a little landlord or rich man who was desperate? Dazalu Gong thought, if Langlu took action, his three nephews would definitely be split into pieces, and they wouldn't just be injured? Dazalu Gong was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he had really found the wrong partner. But now it's hard to get rid of the tiger, and he clashed with Langlu at the entrance of the hall. If he gave up, wouldn't he seem afraid of Langlu in front of so many princes?

Langlu felt a sense of pleasure, and he suddenly jumped and shouted, "I was wronged. I Langlu is a man who was wronged. Dazalugong, are you going to insult me ​​in front of so many princes and ministers? You did it, you did it! You made everyone think that Langlu is a despicable villain! Your nephew stole my ranch, and more than 10,000 animals were taken away. You deliberately poured sewage on me. You are insulting our entire Lang family! This humiliation can only be washed away by blood."

With a straight face, Langlu shouted loudly: "Lao Lu, my most loyal soldier, duel with Jamu, let the hero's blood wash away the insults we received from our Lang family." Langlu took a few steps back and patted the tall and strong Lubud, who was like a meat pier, intimately, pushed him forward. Langlu also knew that letting Jiangyu kill Jamu in front of so many princes is a great insult to the Tubo people, and he would stand opposite to all Tubo princes. However, if Lubud, who is also a Tubo person, would not have such consequences. The only question is, can "Lao Lu" kill Jamu? Langlu didn't know that this thick and unlike man who was called "Lao Lu" by Jiangyu was their famous robber Lubud.

He only wore a cowhide waistcoat and had only a short made of cowhide sewn around his lower body. His two big legs were still steaming in the cold wind and hit his fist hard, swaying towards his face with a solemn look. Last night, Jiang Yu beat Dazhan's three nephews of Dazhalugong and forced Lubdazhan to improve his cultivation with thirty-six spirit stones. Now Lubdazhan has entered the early stage of the wooden body, with tens of thousands of pounds of divine power on both arms, and ** is like a wood stone that is not afraid of ordinary sword slashing. Lubdazhan has 100% confidence in killing Dazhan. Jiang Yu smiled and patted Lubdazhan's shoulder a few times, and slowly took a few steps back.

He was 1,12 feet tall, with a waist of six or seven feet thick, and looked down at the height of only nine feet, which was more than twice as thin as himself. A bright smile appeared on his terrifying ugly face: "Hey, isn't it? I heard that you are the number one hero in Tubo. Today, let me try whether your bones are as hard as those of a bison, okay?" Lubu Dazan made a "crackling" sound all over his body, and his muscles tensed up piece by piece.

Among the onlookers, an old man suddenly snorted with foam and squirting: "Dazalugong, is your son Jawwu a coward? Since you have no evidence to prove that Lord Langlu injured your nephew, you are insulting Lord Langlu. Only the blood of the warrior can clear such an insult." Another old man also shouted: "It's this reason. We Tubo people only recognize this reason. If your son Jawwu killed Laolu, then Langlu injured your nephew; if Laolu killed Zawu, it's not Langlu who injured your nephew. Things are that simple, the gods testified in heaven, and things are so simple!"

All the princes applauded and stomped their feet and shouted loudly: "The gods testified, the gods testified, the gods testified, the old man died, kill, kill, kill!"

Dazhalugong looked at Langlu with great resentment. The muscle mass on Lubu Dazan's body was so scary, and his size was so scary. Dazhalugong was not confident that his son could beat such a monster. Langlu was so excited that he jumped up. When he saw that Jiang Yu said that "Lao Lu" was such a terrifying strong man like a demon, he believed that Jawu was not Lao Lu's opponent. At this time, he saw that things were smoothly

The push has reached the most favorable point for him. Although he did not know who was the one who injured Dazhalugong's nephew, and whether anyone had done anything in it, he knew that the great opportunity to humiliate his opponent was right in front of him. Killing Jau would definitely be a heavy blow to Dazhalugong and even his family - Jaugu also served as the deputy leader of the Qidi Zuzan Guard, and was a symbol of young generals in the Tubo army.

Langlu, who was so excited that he was trembling all over his body, shouted like all the princes: "Kill him, kill him, Lao Lu, kill Jawu, I will reward you with a hundred female slaves who are still virgins! Jawu is worth this price!"

A team of thirty Tubo soldiers wearing full armor stood in line at the entrance of the hall. Obviously, Qi Die Zuzan also received the news, and used this method to acknowledge that the two families used this method to resolve certain disputes. The duel between the two people was better than tens of thousands of people, even if Langlu and Dazalugong duel? It was cheaper than the death and injury of tens of thousands of Tubo soldiers.

The surrounding princes and ministers spread out in an orderly manner, revealing a roundabout field of more than ten meters in diameter in front of the hall. Jaw Wu, holding a Mo knife, and Lu Bu Dazan, who was bare-handed, confronted each other for a while. Jaw Wu said slowly: "Lao Lu? A strange name. Just choose a weapon, I won't take advantage of you. The Mo knife in my hand is a powerful weapon made by Baili Steel, a master craftsman of the Tang Dynasty. Even if you are as thick as a bull, you will be killed by me one or two pieces." Jaw Wu was full of confidence in his strength in his words, and several young princes next to him shouted Jaw Wu's name loudly.

Lu Bu Dazan said loudly, "No need, my old Lu's opponent can tear a living lion open. Be careful not to let me catch you." With a fierce stomp, Lu Bu Dazan shouted loudly, "Zhuwu, the god is above, today we can only live one person. The dead one must be you." His body bent slightly, like a crazy bull, spreading his arms and pounced on him. The two black arms, as thick as a pillar, made a "whimper" sound of breaking through the air, and in an instant, dozens of punches were swung.

Jamur nimblely dodged in the fist wind for a while, and the blade slashed lightly at Lubu Dazan's weakness. This knife came out viciously, and Jamur's arm was shaking constantly. If it was slashed on Lubu Dazan's body, it would cause serrated wounds to slit on him. The expanded wound would cause Lubu Dazan's internal organs to flow out of his body and lose his combat power immediately. Since it was a life-and-death battle, Jamur had no intention of letting the outrageous man in front of him survive. The rules of the Tubo people are so simple. If you kill your opponent, you will become reasonable if you don't make it; if you are killed by your opponent, then you will become unreasonable if you have reason, it is so simple.

Lubu Dazan could make a name for himself in Tubo, and his skills were naturally extremely brilliant. His body tilted forward along the blade and punched him at the heart of Jam. The blade dragged him hard across Lubu Dazan's body and split a wound about a foot long. Lubu Dazan's huge body almost pressed on Jam's body. His own weight and the huge force of 10,000 kilograms of force sent his fist into Jam's body, smashing Jam's spine and poking it out from behind him. It was just a wrong side. Lubu Dazan was injured, Jam's death, and blood sprayed on the ground. The bright red piece looked extremely dazzling.

Langlu jumped up and cheered, "The god is fair, Dazalugong, your nephew was not the one I sent to hurt. What else do you have to say? But your son is dead, he is more important than your nephew? Hahahaha!" Langlu laughed very happily, laughed very happily, walked proudly to Lubu Dazan in front of him, and patted his big belly with the hot blood that was squirting, and said, "Lao Lu, you are a hero, a hero! Go and wrap your wounds now, Master, I promise your female slave, I will give it to you when I go back. Hahahahaha!"

Dazhalugong's face was naturally extremely ugly, but he did not have an attack, but just nodded coldly: "Yes, it seems that my three incompetent nephews are really not someone you sent to get injured by Master Langlu." The facial muscles twitched a few times. Dazhalugong waved his hand and said, "Check out the body of Jaw and wait for the Sky Burial Master. He died in the duel of the warriors, and the gods would be very happy to accept Jaw's soul. The heroic soul of the brave warrior is not comparable to those despicable cowards."

With a gloomy smile, Langlu raised his head high and led people into the hall amid the congratulations of the closest princes. The hall was covered with thick carpets and four rows of seats were lined up. Langlu naturally sat cross-legged on a seat closest to the middle and said loudly: "Where is the king? Today, I, Langlu, want to ask Dazalu Gong for a reason, why did his family plunder the ranch of my Lang family? Could it be that my Lang family is not a Tubo subject? Could it be that my Lang family can let others bully it? King, today I must give me Langlu an explanation!"

Qi Die Zuzan walked out from behind the hall. He frowned slightly and said as he walked, "Langlu, you are my old minister in Tubo, why do you fight with Dazhalugong like this? Your people have already killed Dazhalugong's son. For this matter, let's just forget about it. Could it be that the life of this hero, Jamwu, is not as good as those livestock? Jamwu is the most outstanding general among our young Tubo people. He was killed in a fair duel today. His blood is enough to wash away the dispute between you two families?"

The princes and ministers of Tubo sat down one after another according to their own identities and factions. Langlu sat upright in his seat, looked at Dazalugong who was sitting opposite him, and sneered: "The king said this wrongly. The blood of Jahwa's blood could only wash away the insult Dazalugong had just now. He wrongly accused me of the man who sent someone to hurt his nephew. Jahwa was also killed because of this matter. And what I am Langlu wants to say is that Dazalugong sent someone to plunder the ranch of my Lang family. The ranch supervisor was killed, the serfs on the ranch were plundered, the livestock on the ranch were plundered, and the grass stored in the ranch was burned clean. King, what is the reason for this? Can my Lang family be bullied at will?"

Dazalu straightened up suddenly. He seemed to have forgotten that his youngest son had just been killed. He slapped the table in front of him and shouted loudly: "Langlu, don't go crazy. That ranch was originally the territory of our family. It was occupied by your Lang family a hundred years ago. Your Lang family has grazed on that ranch for a hundred years. How many fat and tender lambs have you harvested? How much delicious ghee has you obtained? Those livestock are just the rent for you to rent the ranch."

"Nothing nonsense! That ranch belongs to our Lang family! For so many years, that ranch belongs to our Lang family! Our Lang family has been grazing for a hundred years, and we will continue to grazing for a thousand years, ten thousand years, and after the ranch belongs to our Lang family." Langlu waved his arms wildly and roared loudly: "Dazarugong, I know you rely on someone to support me, so I want to get benefits from our Lang family, but our Lang family is not something you can bully at will. Modu, what do you think?"

Sitting on the left side of Langlu, the thin and old man opened his eyes slightly and nodded, "Dazarugong, you have no evidence that the ranch belongs to your family. Langlu has been grazing on that ranch for a hundred years. Why do you want to steal the ranch?"

Qi Die Zuzan suddenly spoke, and he said in a deep voice: "The pasture has never had a master. Our Tubo Wang family is the owner of a grassland. I rewarded that grassland to Dazhalugong, because Jawu has trained the army in the past two years and trained very elite soldiers. This is his credit, so I rewarded that land to Dazhalugong."

It's so mysterious. Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes and exchanged a meaningful look with Li Heng. It can be estimated that the ownership of the ranch in the Lang family should be a problem, but since the Lang family has been grazing for a hundred years, from the general rule, that ranch should be the property of the Lang family. Qi Die Zuzan deliberately rewarded the ranch to Dazha Lugong. Dazha Lugong knew that the Lang family had been operating for a hundred years, but he still

However, he accepted it with a smile and even sent his own tribe members to steal the animals in the pasture. This is clearly looking for trouble. Perhaps Qi Die Zuzan was deliberately supporting Dazhalugong to provoke, hoping to attack the forces of the Lang family. Moreover, judging from Langlu's performance, the Dazhalugong family had at least an advantage in the advanced warriors, and Jawu was even known as the first hero among young Tubo people. If Jiang Yu and the others had not appeared suddenly, Langlu might have been suppressed and breathless.

However, Jiang Yu and the others appeared. Jiang Yu had a mysterious smile on his face, lowered his head and thought about some shameful thoughts.

Lang Lu slapped the table angrily and shouted: "It's just nonsense. Let all the princes and princes come to judge. I ask for a meeting of all the princes and princes in Tubo to hold a ceremony to worship the gods. Let's make a judgment and let all princes and princes judge in front of the gods! Is there any contribution from the training of the army in Jaubi? Are you bullying us all blind and deaf? The combat effectiveness of our Tubo army has indeed been improved in the past two years, but is this the contribution of the dead ghost Jaubi? Everyone knows the reason!"

The thin old man Modu said lazily, "Dazarugong, don't rely on your favor from the king, and use this favor to oppress us poor old people. If you occupy the ranch of the Lang family today, will you occupy the farmland of my Mo family tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow, you will take over the family of our old people?" Modu looked at Dazarugong deeply, then glanced at Qi Diezuzan, and sighed: "Be kind, don't be too much, Dazarugong!"

Dazalugong looked at Modu with a gloomy face. After a long time, he turned his head and looked at Qi Die Zuzan.

Qi Die Zuzan had no time to speak, because Jiang Yu stood up carelessly and pointed at Dazalugong and shouted loudly: "What are you talking about? Since Dazalugong sent someone to rob our master's ranch, our master sent someone to rob your ranch. If you rob our Lang family of 10,000 livestock, we will rob you 30,000 livestock. For eyes for eye, for teeth for teeth, his grandmother's business, our Lang family will not do it at a loss."

A middle-aged man behind Dazhalugong jumped up suddenly, pointed at Jiang Yu and scolded, "What are you? How dare you interrupt at the princes and princess meeting? The cheap Tangren, didn't your bad mother teach you what rules are? What do you think you are?" This middle-aged man said the Central Plains Mandarin language well, which was a bit of the charm of the Chang'an earthly sound.

Lang Lu smiled slightly and said, "This Mr. Jiang is a guest hired by my Lang family. Hahaha, as a guest, according to their Tang people, it is a person who teaches our Lang family some of their knowledge of the Tang Dynasty to our children." Lang Lu said seriously, "I respect Mr. Jiang very much? Dazhalugong, teach you well, don't be rude to Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Yu used his actions to tell all the Tubo princes present what kind of dangerous person he was. He grabbed the small square table in front of Lang Lu, shook his hand and covered the small square table heavily on the middle-aged man's face. Jiang Yu smiled and scolded: "What's his grandma's thing? Your master Dazalugong, I knocked him out with snow, let alone you?" The middle-aged man fell to the sky, and a handful of broken teeth and blood were sprayed out at the same time. His high nose bridge was smashed to the side, obviously disfigured.

All the Tubo princes present were stunned for a moment, and then, there was a riot in the field. Dazalugong picked up the square table in front of him, rushed over, and slapped the table hard on Langlu's face!
Chapter completed!