Vol 3 Chapter 884: -Full of ambition

A Jie was upset here and could not calm down. He was irritated. A Shan ran outside and said with joy: "Master Patriarch, Master Patriarch, good news, good news!"
A Jie was taken aback for a moment, then he stood up and walked over: "What good news?"
Ah Shan Gudong took a sip of water: "Awu, Awu, he is back."
A Jie was stunned for two or three seconds, then ran out after a while, all the way to the west gate.
Before he got closer, he saw Ah Wu standing with dozens of people who attacked him, saying something triumphantly.
As A Jie and A Shan walked over, A Wu hurriedly stopped what they were saying, "Master Patriarch, Master A Shan."
A Jie didn't say anything, but A Shan hummed triumphantly: "My patriarch is here, let's talk about it."
Hearing this, A Jie glanced at A Shan dissatisfiedly, a bit resenting A Shan for taking the lead.
He shook his head and threw out the other thoughts in his mind, just staring at Wu: "Let you sneak attack, what happened? Why didn't you set fire?"
If this was left before, A Wu had already tremblingly asked A Jie to forgive himself.
But this time is different, and Wu has confidence.
After all, the feat of almost killing the Ji thief is in front of him. If there is no confidence, then there will be a ghost.
"My patriarch, don't worry, listen to me to explain to you." Wu said slowly.
Seeing this scene, A Jie couldn't wait to get his nose crooked. If it weren't for his eagerness to know what happened, he might have chopped off his head long ago.
Immediately, A Jie took a sigh of relief, and said in a bad breath: "Say."
Ah Wu happily, holding the shelf, said: "It's such a patriarch. In the beginning, we really wanted to set fire to it, but it was."
"But what?" A Jie's face was gloomy, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was very unhappy now.
Wu also noticed it, but he was not in a hurry, because in Wu’s view, as long as he said this good news, he would guarantee that nothing happened to A Jie: "But the patriarch, we only found out after we went there. , It’s not that easy."
A Jie squinted his eyes: "So, you just went out and turned around and came back?"
Wu shook his head: "No, no, Lord Patriarch, haven't you heard the killing shouts outside before?"
If another person said this, A Jie pulled a knife and chopped it up.
"In fact, Lord Patriarch, although we didn't set fire, we did sneak attack, and we also killed Ji Thief's tent."
Upon hearing this, A Jie's hair exploded like a cat with its tail stomped on, and he screamed: "What! Did you really surprise the Ji Thief's tent?"
Wu nodded triumphantly: "Yes."
A Jie was anxious, and he waved his hand: "Take the A Wu down and chop me down!"
Wu, who was still proud before, was dumbfounded in an instant, no, no, what's going on, how can I kill myself if I say it?
Ah Wu was stunned, but the two men named by A Jie to arrest him were not stunned.
The two of them, one by one, grabbed Wu's arm and pressed down on his shoulder.
"Master Patriarch, me, what's wrong with me, you want to kill me!" Wu called out.
A Jie's face was full of anger: "You dare to ask? I ask you, do you still have me as the patriarch in your eyes? Don't listen to my orders, don't you deserve to die!"
Ah Wu fought a cold war and didn't dare to sell him: "I'm not the patriarch. Although I didn't follow your orders, but I almost killed the Ji thief, patriarch, really! I didn't lie to you! "
A Jie stretched his hand to hold the two clansmen who pulled A Wu down: "Wait!"
Wu took the opportunity to rush forward and cried: "My patriarch, I took the people to make a surprise raid to the front of the thief's tent. Although they found it, our raid still injured the thief."
A Jie squinted his eyes, "Are you serious?"
At the same time Ah Wu nodded vigorously, he also explained the fact that Ji thief had been hit by two spears.
After listening to it, A Jie's face changed. He didn't believe it. He didn't believe that Ji Thief would fall down so easily. This is totally unreasonable.
Among other things, there are so many guards next to Ji Zei, and so many people in his camp, but how did Wu and the hundred people do it?
Although A Jie did not know what A Wu was capable of, what A Jie knew was that A Wu was definitely not as good as Chuan.
Even if Chuan led the team to make a sneak attack, it was impossible to succeed. You must know that Ji Thief was standing next to a humanoid monster, Tushan.
Whenever I think about it, I know that what Wu said is a lie.
Right now, A Jie's eyes were narrowed, and he pressed forward and asked Chuan, "Dare you lie to me!"
Wu panicked and waved his hand: "No, there is no patriarch. What I said, what I said is true. If you don’t believe me, you can ask everyone, we really hurt Ji Thief, if it is not his own. Come in time, we will kill Ji Thief."
The attackers who came back with Wu all nodded: "Yes, Lord Patriarch, Lord Wu said everything is true."
At this moment, A Jie didn't know what to do. If A Wu deceived himself, it would be fine. So many people of the tribe, did they deceive themselves?
A Jie waved his hand and said to A Wu: "You can tell me the process carefully."
Ah Wu didn't dare to put on airs anymore, and honestly and cleverly told what happened.
Only the credit for hurting Ji thief was moved to his own head.
After listening, A Jie just felt all kinds of incredible.
No matter how you think about it, it seems like a dream.
General A Jie believed in doubt, he didn't believe that such a character as Ji Thief would be hit by A Wu.
However, when Ah Wu came back, he had already proved the correctness of this matter.
If it wasn't for the Ji thief, how could Ah Wu, who had raided, withdrew from the camp of nearly two thousand people?
Only when Ji Thief was injured and unable to dispatch his clansmen, would he give A Wu a chance to escape.
At the moment, A Jie took a deep breath and asked A Wudao: "How bad is Ji Thief's injury?"
Wudao: "It's not light anyway."
At the exit of this sentence, A Wu saw the unkind expression on A Jie's face and quickly changed his words: "It's very serious. It's almost impossible to hear the people around him shout."
"Listen to the people around him shouting? Isn't it the Ji Thief who you stabbed yourself at the time? Why, you didn't know what it was like to hurt Ji Thief with your own hands?"
Once again surprised at A Jie’s dexterity, A Wu hurriedly said: "That patriarch, when I rushed over, I only gave Ji Thief two spears. I didn’t even look at him carefully before being saved. Then, I I heard Usma crying and saying something that the thief can no longer do."
After that, A Wu looked at A Jie timidly, for fear that A Jie would get angry again.
Being stared at by Wu like this, A Jie closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
After half a day, A Jie said: "Okay, I will write down your credit."
After speaking, A Jie left.
Wu blinked, his heart said no, that's it? Is there no other reward? Cooperating with my own dedication all night, just exchanged a sentence?
This, this is too casual.
Wu was dissatisfied, but he dared not say anything.
At that time, it was close to dawn.
Looking at the faintly shining ground, Wu didn't understand, he desperately injured Ji thief, why didn't the patriarch just believe it?
Although it is not that I stabbed Ji Thief myself, he led the team by himself after all. Since he led the team by himself, then the credit is his own! Who caused the two people who stabbed Ji thief to die?
Ah Wu was not convinced. He ran to the Hengqiao to look out. His mind was ready. If A Jie didn’t reward himself and didn’t believe in himself, then he would hide A Jie from him, and secretly lead someone out for another attack. Once, let A Jie understand his strength! Chuan is not alone, he is the God of War!
With such a plan, Wu stood on the cross bridge and looked out.
The outside of the valley was gray, and there was some dew in the early spring morning.
About seven or eight hundred steps outside the valley, is the camp where the Ji thief is located.
One by one, the flame flickered in the camp, lonely.
Suddenly, Wu seemed to hear a little cry from the camp opposite.
He blinked, thinking he had heard it wrong, but the next second, the crying suddenly increased. From a little bit to a while, it was tragic.