The mountains of Luodian may have never experienced the march of so many people, at least in these hundreds of years.

The road is overgrown with bushes, and the jungle is full of poisonous insects and beasts.

Fortunately, it was the soldiers and horses of the 36 tribes of the Barbarians who came, and everyone was at ease, and a few even caught some game along the way.

The wild fruits along the way, they are more familiar, poisonous resolutely do not touch, Qiandi and Dali are not far apart, and the vegetation is quite similar.

And when did they never wear such comfortable boots, they used to be able to walk barefoot, let alone now.

The Seven Buddhas on horseback held a piece of yellow cheese and looked at it for a long time, but they couldn't figure out how to solidify the **.

Seeing that no one was paying attention around him, he picked it up lightly and sniffed it at the end of his nose, a special fragrance that made him swallow his saliva.

'It smells so good! Fang Qi Buddha secretly said in his mind.

"Fang Shuai?" Adjutant General Liu Bao tilted his head and asked, "Fang Shuai, do you think there's anything wrong with this cheese?" ”

Fang Qifo's face turned red, and he lowered his head and said, "Prepare more cheese and air-dried meat, and then we may have to march in a hurry." ”

Qiandi is vast and sparsely populated, and the average prefecture and county can have a few thousand people, which is already a great 'densely populated' big city.

It is often a long walk before there is a tribe or village.

After sunset, the army still did not stop, and the Luo Tubao in the distance was heavily located in the darkness, and the shadows of the steep mountains behind it were daunting.

In the mountain road up the mountain, hundreds of figures are quietly touching upwards.

This is the Song army in charge of the surprise attack, all of them are Bai warriors, their heads are wrapped in black ribbons, short blades hang from their waists, and ropes are hung on their chests, so that these thin Bai warriors can climb the dangerous wall as if they were walking on the ground.

In the night, the moon hung high, and it was almost impossible to distinguish the faces of the people around him, and the trails on the mountain were quite clearly illuminated.

A few Bai soldiers were a little hesitant, at this time, even if the defenders on the fort didn't need to raise fire, if they got closer, they could see the hundreds of people and horses that came up.

Although there was no fire on the fort, who knew they didn't mean to. When they got closer, the fire was bright, and then the crossbow arrows and lime bottles were smashed down desperately, and I am afraid that these hundred and ten people will not survive at that time.

The Song army is pressed against the border, don't these people know?

They really guessed correctly, the road in Qianzhong is too closed, and now Tian Yougong still thinks that it is the same as Zhao Ji's time, not to mention the little toast below.

Roche, without the slightest defense.

The Song army, led by him, gritted his teeth and continued to climb, and the soldiers behind him also climbed up when they saw it.

Soon, when it came to the wall of Luo's wall, it was sparsely populated, and even if it was an intermediate toast like Luo's toast, there were not many decent city defenses.

These people crouched in the grass, and from a distance, the whole village was pitch black, and there was not even the slightest fire.

"No matter, it's not a way to hide here, throw down the rope and pull people up!"

At the fourth watch, a vanguard battalion of 2,000 people had already been counted.

Outside Luo's Village, except for the occasional nightingale crying, it is quiet and makes people panic.

The infantry army turned his eyes and felt that his throat was a little sour, and he spat a mouthful of spittle, and said: "Whether there is an ambush or not, sooner or later they will be killed. ”

There are only hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Qianzhong, and the Luo clan on Guanling is only a few thousand people.

There are hundreds of such small and medium-sized toasts, and Huang Kedi expected that even if there was an ambush, it would not be a big deal, and with a bloody and brave spirit, he bit a branch and touched it.

When he arrived at the wall of the stockade, he finally saw a few guards sleeping soundly, and Huang Ke laughed angrily: "I was startled by these birdmen for no reason!" ”

With a wave of his hand, several Bai warriors threw the rope buckle in their hands and climbed up.

A torch was thrown in, and the shouts of killing rang out, and the people on the city walls finally woke up and began to scream.

The rest of the people slashed the gate of the village, sawdust flew wildly, and after a while, they broke into the door.

Huang Kedi led his troops to set fires everywhere, and the flames were raging, and the shining village was like daylight.

The native soldiers didn't have time to assemble, so they had to fight on their own, they were originally working for the toast master in their spare time, and fighting for them during the war.

This battalion of Song troops, kill people when they see them, set fire to the house, thick smoke billowed out, Luo Tusi Luo Tianxiong came out with a spear, the Song people had already killed in front of his Tusi Mansion.

Seeing the five-hundred-year-old foundation turn into a sea of fire, Luo Tianxiong's eyes were about to split.

"I'm fighting with you!"

He brandished his spear and prepared to come out to meet the enemy, and the Song army team below was overjoyed to see the hunt.

This man was tall and mighty in the firelight, wearing armor, very different from the thin, thin native who was not clothed.

Dozens of crossbow arrows were shot together, and Luo Tianxiong's neck was densely inserted, like chopsticks.

"General Huang, what should I do with the women and children who haven't come out yet?"

"Regardless of them, the Luo clan Tusi has been destroyed, surround the Tusi Mansion, kill all the surnamed Luo, and then go and join Fang Shuai!"

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In the north of Guanling Mountain, the mountains are all over the wilderness, and they are all camps of the Great Song Dynasty. Every night, the bonfire is like a sea, and it is terrifying.

The Song army's forces were very concentrated, so that a small-scale sneak attack almost became a suicide.

Distributed in Guizhou like this, the small toasts who originally looked forward to the Tian family's horses did not dare to act rashly.

And the Tian clan's army also withdrew from the occupied prefectures and counties, and Fang Qifo listened to the report of his subordinates about the slaughter of Yangzhou, and his face gradually became difficult to see.

"If you can't decide a battle and turn things around, what's the point of this battle? It's just to expel one Tian clan and support another Tian clan. ”

Fang Qifo sighed and asked his subordinates to write a letter and send it to Bianliang.

The secretary of the army grabbed the pen angrily and wrote: "It's Shiyang Prefecture, the killing is vicious: after Tian's order, there is not one out of ten people."

There is a man who binds a man to his father, and commits adultery with his wife and daughter, and then kills him;

There are those who drive their fathers to adultery with their daughters and then kill them;

There are naked pregnant women who share the men and women in their wombs, and the autopsy is thought to be a play;

There are those who boil oil in a cauldron, throw the baby inside, and watch its jumping number for fun;

There are people bound to the ground, and their stomachs are fed with rice and beans, and human blood and rice are taken to cook porridge to feed donkeys and horses.

The Han people in Yangzhou were searched and killed, and the blood flowed like a stream of water.

Etiquette is difficult to turn barbarians, ask the small people what is innocent? Shame does not enter the mountains, although it is useless to rule! The Seven Buddhas of the ministers asked for their lives, cut down the Tusi in Guizhou, and changed the land to return to the stream, which is a great plan for thousands of years in Guizhou and the gospel of millions of living beings. ”

Although the request had just been sent, Fang Qifo had already issued a brazen order to kill the Tusi clan every time he broke through a Tusi village.

The adjutant general questioned, and Fang Qifo said lightly: "Brother Liu don't worry, the imperial court will definitely agree." ”