"Chief, I heard that the Qi country in front of you is very rich, if you rob them, the strength of our clan will definitely increase!"

The strong man looked at his subordinates looking at the east with bright eyes, but what he was thinking about at the moment was not what happened to the Qi country.

The failed robbery and killing a few years ago made him remember it vividly, although Yang Hao wanted to crush these people to ashes at that time, but slowly forgot about it, so that the only living mouth of this tribe in the prison had already gone crazy and died.

But for the strong man, it was a fiasco that he couldn't let go, he had never been so badly defeated since he became the leader, and it was still when his side had the advantage of numbers.

After many inquiries, he knew that the tribe that defeated him was called Qi, but he didn't know where the specific location of this Qi tribe was.

It wasn't until later that the Xia Dynasty sent Wuhai to the east to conquer that he learned that the original western Fang State Sanshu had been conquered by a tribe called Qi.

This shocked him for a long time, and at that time he guessed that this Qi tribe must be a low-key clan, otherwise it would not be possible to destroy a powerful Fang country.

But then something shocked him even more, the army of the Xia Dynasty's Eastern Expedition was wiped out, this unbelievable thing scared him all night, and he was very afraid that this Qi tribe would suddenly find himself one day to avenge the robbery and murder of the year.

After all, his own tribe is not difficult to inquire about, as long as this Qi tribe looks for it carefully, and when they find out, then he is not far from death.

After a year of peace, he was cautious and low-key, the Qi tribe really didn't suddenly appear and cut off his head, and the strong man was a little sure that his life was worry-free.

Until last autumn, the Zhuxia coalition army attacked the Qi tribe in a big way.

He realized that he still underestimated the strength of the Qi tribe, but he was also a little lucky, because in front of the Zhuxia army, even if the Qi tribe was strong, it would definitely be wiped out, as long as the Qi tribe died, then he didn't have to worry every day.

But reality shattered his illusions again, and the Zhuxia army was defeated, and it was so embarrassed.

When he saw the Zhuxia coalition army withdrawn by Empress Cang, his fear of the east reached the extreme, and he was eager to move his clan directly, and the farther away from there, the better.

When the Qi State was expanding everywhere, he almost ran away, but for some reason, the Qi State actually stopped expanding.

He guessed that maybe it was because winter was coming, and for the sake of his own life, he planned to persuade his people to leave here after this winter.

But the plan always can't keep up with the fast change, just when the winter is about to pass, such a catastrophe happened, and he was actually wrapped up in so many people.

Not long ago, he even almost destroyed the suzerainty Kunwu who was riding on his head, and in the end, if it weren't for Kunwu monarch, who took out a lot of materials and beauties to sue for peace, he would probably have ended his Bird King Palace.

The inflated strength greatly strengthened his courage, and under the rule of his efforts and murderous methods, the power swelled to the extreme like a balloon.

The army of thousands of homeless people is like a ghost coming out of the netherworld, and the gods block and kill the gods and Buddhas, as if there is no opponent for him in this heaven and earth.

At this time, when he looked to the east, a hatred and jealousy rose in his heart from the terrible enemy that had often awakened him from his sleep.

This hatred was so strong that several beautiful women sent from Kungo were ravaged to death by him that night.

He hadn't talked to anyone about Qi Guo's various emotions, and now that he was finally going to face his nightmare head-on, the strong man had both nervousness and fear in his heart, and a strong sense of excitement.

"All this will end here, and this land will eventually be trampled under my feet, and the gods of your people will abandon you."

The strong man's face was a little flushed under the excitement, and his body trembled slightly.

The defender scouts of the beacon tower on the eastern border found this large army of displaced people, and the stronghold where they got the news, the atmosphere of the defenders suddenly became tense, the defenders here were only more than 100 people, and the wall was only a two-meter-high earthen fence.

Trying to resist the onslaught of thousands, this earthen wall is like a fragile eggshell.

The wolf smoke rose, and the soldiers could only hope that the reinforcements of the Qi State would arrive soon.

In another large army camp ten miles away from this stronghold, Fu had just finished his daily military training when he received a signal from the friendly forces in the south to light a beacon fire.

There was a sudden pang in the floating heart, and igniting a beacon fire could be an extremely serious crisis in the defense system of the Qi State.

With the strength of the Qi army, it will not easily light the beacon fire unless it is absolutely necessary.

Without eating, he hurriedly gathered his generals and personally led 500 cavalry south, followed by 300 infantry, and reinforced, as fast as possible to the south.

The homeless people had already seen the small dirt enclosure in front of them, and looked at the billowing smoke coming out of it, not knowing what the hell the people inside were doing.

However, how could a strong man who was anxious for shame put such a small stronghold in his eyes, in his opinion, this was a vassal tribe of the Qi State.

Now it's time to take their lives as a test stone for their own rise.

After observing for a while, under the confusion of the Dian tribe, the exiles were excited by those rudimentary weapons and launched an attack on the stronghold.

In the face of the black oppressive enemy, the defenders of the Qi State in the stronghold all turned pale.

"Steady, who dares to take a step back, don't blame the sword in Lao Tzu's hand for not recognizing people.

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The guard yelled at his men with angry eyes.

The soldiers were terrified, but none of them flinched, and the archers hurriedly opened their bows and arrows, nervously watching the enemy charging towards them.

The enemy is getting closer and closer, the air in the stronghold seems to be frozen, many people know that they may die today, and it will take half a day for the nearest reinforcements to arrive here, with such a small number of people, it is not easy to hold this place.

"Madam, I can't go back for my husband, I hope you can bring Yong big, Yong! Be brave and strong, your father is watching you from heaven! ”

The officer looked at the approaching enemy, muttered a muttering to the sky, and then looked at the enemy rushing towards this side, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was already white.

"Ladies and gentlemen, behind us are our parents, wives and children, if we take a step back today and let these people rush into my Daqi, our relatives will only die tragically in their hands, Daqi is not thin on us, let us die with this place today!

Ladies and gentlemen! Kill the enemy with me!

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The officers had to roar, making the soldiers' eyes red, and the archers, with red eyes, firing arrows at the rushing refugees.

Shouts of killing resounded through the winter wilderness, and corpses fell meaninglessly on the white snow, like strange sculptures, gradually stiffening in the cold season.