Northern!

Since there was a living mouth to escape, Shuo Xiang reacted quickly, and evacuated the Great Lakes station overnight, taking everything that could be taken with him in the station.

In addition to enhancing their own strength, there is another reason why they brought those labor prisoners, that is, these guys can be ready-made food in times of crisis.

It's just that Shuo Xiang doesn't want to eat people in his heart, and if it really comes to that point, he won't care so much.

Fleeing all the way, these rebels were like lost dogs, resting for only four or five hours a day, and the rest of the time they fled north with all their might.

Shuo Xiang didn't know where he had gone, without the support of the tribe, during this time, the food in the army was also declining rapidly.

Shuo Xiang's heart sank day by day, he now regretted a little, if he didn't rebel, then now he is still the company commander of Daqi, his status is extremely noble, if he can endure a little more, his luck is better, maybe this Daqi will be his one day.

Only now, he knew that nothing was possible.

There was no turning back for him, and the moment he captured the officers and soldiers who opposed him, he was completely on the road of no return. For such a long time, he knew Yang Hao very well, and he knew very well that Yang Hao would never let go of himself.

Shuo Xiang sat tired in the woods, and the hot weather made him feel irritable for a while.

"Company commander, we can only eat the rest of the food for two days."

A worried report from one of his subordinates.

Shuo Xiang was silent for a long time.

"What's up ahead?"

"The pathfinders haven't come back yet."

Shuo Xiang got up from the ground in frustration, but there was no good solution to this problem in his mind.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the woods.

A soldier came out of the forest in a panic, and excitedly came to Shuo Xiang and said:

"Company commander, a tribe has been found in front."

"What kind of tribe, how many people?"

"It's a small tribe, about the same number as us."

When Shuo Xiang heard this, he was overjoyed, and a feeling of drowsiness when he met a pillow, and the road to heaven and earth arose.

A small tribe of nearly a hundred people, one-third of the warriors who can fight is strong enough, and when he was in Daqi, he exterminated so many tribes, he naturally knew this in his heart.

For such a fat sheep, how can Shuo Xiang let go.

Immediately gather the demoralized army, indiscriminately incite, and rush to kill those tribes.

When the army came out of the woods and saw the tribe located by the river, he smiled and immediately ordered the army to attack.

In the face of the sudden appearance of the enemy, this small tribe was frightened and panicked, and the warriors of the clan, in the face of the regular army of Daqi, hurriedly resisted for a while, and then were defeated and retreated, leaving corpses all over the ground.

The battle ended quickly, and from the order to attack to the defeat of this tribe, it did not take more than twenty minutes in total.

After rushing into the tribe, these soldiers began to burn and loot, and immediately turned this peaceful place into a Shura hell.

Shuo Xiang didn't let the soldiers kill all these people, in order to win people's hearts, he needed these people.

Shuo Xiang distributed the looted materials and population to his subordinates to smooth the psychological gap after they left Daqi.

And from the mouths of these captives, Shuo Xiang knew where he was.

He is now in the sphere of influence of the Guan clan, with the Gu country to the east and the Guo country of the poor clan to the west.

Knowing his position, Shuo Xiang had to think about his future.

If he wants to survive in the cracks of major forces, he thinks that he has no Yang Hao's ability.

Along the way, he deeply realized how difficult it is to create a group from scratch.

For Yang Hao's unbelievable ideas, as well as clever royal methods, it was not until he embarked on the road of escape and independently led a group of remnants that he clearly understood Yang Hao's horror.

Can't build a force alone, what Shuo Xiang can do now is to find a force to defect, in Daqi for more than a year, with what he has seen and heard, plus his own group of subordinates, he believes that he is definitely worth a good price, and it is even possible to get a fief and become the monarch of Fang State.

Shuo Xiang's thoughts at this time, as Yang Hao guessed, the Zhuxia tribe he avoided it.

If he continued north, it was a place he had never heard of, and it was not certain that there would be no one there.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Shuo Xiang decided to go east and defect to the Dongyi Youpoor clan.

Robbed this small tribe, and immediately solved his urgent need.

After regaining his confidence, Shuo Xiang took his army and drove a group of slaves to the east.

Chang'an City!

Through Yang Hao's bloody methods and a series of reforms, the bad influence of Shuo Xiang's defection quickly subsided.

Civilians still live a life of sunrise and sunset, and the turmoil at the top has not affected them much.

The guano is being transported back in a steady stream, and the seedlings that have been fertilized and weeded are growing well, so it is conceivable that as long as there is no accident, there will be a good harvest this year.

Chang'an City was calm as if nothing had happened, but the fetus on the city wall had already dried, always reminding the people who passed by the city gate how cruel Yang Hao was to the people who betrayed him.

After the killing that day, Yang Hao once again transferred a group of labor prisoners and continued to go to the eastern city building place, this matter has been delayed for a few days, in order not to make the Youyou still family suspicious, he did not dare to continue to delay.

And from that day on, the words Erlian and Shuoxiang have become taboos in Daqi, and everyone subconsciously chose to forget, so as not to bring unnecessary trouble to themselves.

In the barracks, he sat in the empty barracks.

The noise and those familiar figures have long since disappeared, looking at the bronze medal representing the squad leader on his chest, he is extremely disappointed.

At night, he lay in the dark barracks, his eyes open and motionless as if he were a corpse.

He hated himself for being useless, and he hated those who were traitors, and he couldn't understand why they were traitors.

Thinking about it, Song's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

In the silent night, is there the sound of the night owl chirping, like a distant sound, like a ghost?

In his sleep, Heipi's dead eyes looked at him deadly, and Song wanted to save him, but found that he couldn't move at all.

Seeing that his brother was getting farther and farther away from him, he woke up from his sleep, and his whole body was wet, as if he had been washed with water.

Song wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, heard the cry of the night owl outside the barracks, his spirit was suddenly shocked, he hurriedly jumped out of bed, ran out of the barracks, looked at the deep woods in the distance, and muttered: "Black skin! Is that you? ”