led a team of only more than 1,000 people, and went all the way south at an extremely slow speed, and after walking for many days, Xu Huang and the others arrived in the area that was harassed by the southern barbarians.

Along the way, they saw many villages, but all the villages were empty, and occasionally they could see a few corpses of ordinary people in the villages.

After passing several villages in a row, when the team entered the fifth village, Xu Huang raised his arm and stopped the soldiers' march.

"I'm here today!" Looking around the empty village, his brows furrowed tightly, and he gave the order to the soldiers to be stationed on the spot.

"General, it's still early!" Xu Huang gave the order to be stationed, and Shi Jian leaned over to him and whispered, "I'll wait for Shang Ke to move forward......

"Nanban is not far from here!" Before he could finish speaking, Xu Huang interrupted him and said, "Our army is stationed here, and this evening, Nanban may come!" ”

"How did the general know?" After listening to Xu Huang's words, Shi Lian's eyes widened, and he said with a stunned face: "There are not even half of the villagers in the village, and I don't know when this place was attacked......

"I'm not long before I come here!" Turning his head to look at Shi Lian, Xu Huang turned over and jumped off the horse, strode to the nearest house, reached out and touched a wound on the wall, and said to Shi Lian: "This mark is left by Fang Cai, the trace is still new, if this general is not wrong, I will wait for every move, all of them are under the control of that Nanban!" ”

Looking down at the trace that Xu Huang was pointing at, Shi Lian didn't say anything more.

has been leading the army to fight all year round, and he can also see the new and the old.

This trace had obviously not been left for a long time, and if they had come a little earlier, they might have been able to block the Nanban who had attacked the village in the village.

"The villagers live here, and they are also creating evil!" Looking around at the empty village, Shi Jian sighed and said, "The Nanban often attack, how do you live in peace? ”

"It is precisely because the Southern Barbarians often attack that we rarely see corpses!" Grinning, Xu Huang said: "In the few villages we passed through, the villagers must have already received the news that the Nanban was coming to attack and retreat into the mountains as soon as possible, so that there would not be a few dead people in the village!" ”

"If that's the case, then that's good!" Nodding, Shi Jian raised his eyes and looked at the entrance of the village, as if talking to himself: "I didn't know that the barbarian would come to attack our army at night tonight!" ”

Xu Huang smiled slightly, did not answer his words, but turned his head and ordered something to a personal soldier who followed behind him.

The Han army who entered the village unloaded two bags of grain and grass from the cart loaded with grain and grass, and cooked food on the spot in the village.

The flames of cooking rose to a high pitch, and the curling green smoke rose into the air like a coiling dragon, blown away by the wind passing through the air.

The soldiers cooked their meals, ate them on the spot, and each found a private house, one for several people, and settled down in the village.

The grain and grass they escorted were pushed by the soldiers to the open space in the village and placed there, and no one was sent to take care of them.

As the night crept into the generals, the soldiers of the Han army stationed in the village were also quiet.

In the empty village, except for the more than 100 carts carrying grain and grass, there was not half a figure or anything else.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and at first there was a half-crescent moon in the air, and then the moon also disappeared into the clouds, and the village was shrouded in a thick darkness.

The village fell silent, and in the field outside the village, a dark figure was quietly approaching the village.

The number of people in this film is not very large, at most only three or two hundred.

Approaching only thirty or forty paces from the village, the leading figure raised his arm and stopped the procession.

Lying dormant in the field outside the village, three or two hundred shirtless men who had already come very close, and a brother all looked at the looming cart in the village with excited eyes.

This time when I came to Sichuan, although I plundered all the way and was disturbed by them, the Han people who had become accustomed to being attacked by them had already learned shrewdly.

Most of the villages were empty before they arrived, and all they left behind was empty houses.

Only a few villages, a few villagers did not have time to flee and were killed by them.

But after killing people, they soon found that there was no food in the village, and the food had already been taken away by the Han people who had fled the village.

Plundering all the way, the Southern Barbarians were extremely bored in their hearts.

I didn't grab much food, but I ran a lot on the road.

In the long run, when they entered the middle of the river this time, they wanted to return empty-handed.

The group of southern barbarians lurking outside the village was one of the barbarians who came to attack the middle of the river.

They are not very numerous, but they are all brave and good at fighting, and many of them are good hands among various tribes.

Looking at the grain carts placed in the village from a distance, the leading Nanban observed for a moment, and felt that there was no danger, before beckoning behind him.

Two or three hundred southern barbarian men, seeing him beckoning, bowed down one after another and touched the village.

Touching the village, the leading Nanban man squatted down again and raised his arms again.

The two or three hundred people who followed him also hurriedly squatted on the ground, looking around with vigilant eyes.

After waiting for a while, no one in the village moved, and the Nanban man who took the lead waved again and led the people to run to the grain carts stacked in the village.

The southern barbarians were barefoot, and although they were quite numerous, they did not make much noise when they ran.

When they arrived at the grain cart, the leading Nanban man made a gesture to two or three hundred Nanban, and a group of people silently stepped forward to push the grain cart and left.

When the Han army entered the village, they could see it clearly.

If the Han army was inferior to them, they would have been unable to resist rushing forward to fight and take away the grain and grass.

But the Han army was outnumbered by them, and they couldn't get in touch with other Nanban people for a while, so the Nanban leader who led this group of people had to choose to sneak into the village at night and steal the grain and grass.

The Nanban people didn't know that when they went to push the grain cart, countless pairs of eyes were staring at them in the houses beside them.

The soldiers of the Han army, who had already received orders and had not closed their eyes in the middle of the night, saw that the Nanban people were busy outside, pushing a cart of grain and grass towards the entrance of the village, and they all felt a burst of amusement in their hearts.

Hiding in the house, the soldiers took off their crossbows, put their crossbow arrows on them one by one, and when the order was given, they rushed out of the house and fired feathered arrows at the southern barbarians.

The southern barbarians who sneaked into the village looked around nervously, but in the night, how could they find that the Han army hiding in the house was not asleep.

The carts loaded with grain and grass were pushed to the entrance of the village by the Southern Barbarians, and Shi Lian, who was standing beside Xu Huang, tightly grasped the hilt of the long sword and turned his head to look at Xu Huang.

Xu Huang did not give the order for the soldiers to attack, looking at the southern barbarians who were busy outside, he was still waiting for the opportunity.

The southern barbarians did not push away all the grain carts, and if the Han army rushed out at this time, there would definitely be a fight.

Rather than fighting with this group of southern barbarians, risking the sacrifice of several of their soldiers, it is better to wait until they push all the grain trucks towards the entrance of the village, and then follow and shoot.

Seeing that the grain trucks were pushed away by the Nanban, Xu Huang's mouth always had an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth.

What happened at night, Xu Shu had already explained to him in Chengdu, as if Xu Shu could anticipate every move of the Southern Barbarians.

Standing beside Xu Huang, Shi Huan's face became more and more solemn, and his expression couldn't help revealing a trace of anxiety, and he couldn't help but rush out immediately and kill a few Nanban to be happy.

Leading two or three hundred people into the village, quietly pushed the grain carts of the Han army out of the small village, the Nanban leader held a machete, when the last grain cart was pushed by the two Nanban men to the village entrance, he followed closely behind the grain cart, with his back to the village entrance, vigilantly watching the movement in the village.

"Kill!" Just as he had just withdrawn a few steps, and was about to turn around and lead the people to leave quickly, a shout suddenly came from the village.

Countless Han soldiers jumped out of the houses in the village, armed with strong crossbows, and shot crossbow arrows as they ran towards them.

One after another, crossbow arrows flew towards the southern barbarians with the sound of the whistling wind in the night.

I didn't expect that the Han army would catch up when they withdrew, and the southern barbarians pushing the grain cart were shot over in an instant.

A southern barbarian who was pushing the cart heard a shout behind him, and hurriedly turned his head and looked back.

No sooner had he turned his face than a feathered arrow pierced his neck.

The inertia of the arrow carried him, and he flipped half a circle in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

The Nanban, who was pushing a cart with him, was pushing the cart forward with all his strength, and the body suddenly became heavier, and he hurriedly glanced to the side, just in time to see his companion being shot by an arrow and falling to the side.

Taken aback, the southern barbarian hurriedly let go of the hand of the cart, turned around and tried to flee to the side, but a Han soldier had rushed to his side, holding a strong crossbow, approaching his forehead, and shooting a sharp feathered arrow.

Only a sound of the machine spring trembling was heard, and before the southern barbarian could react to what was happening, an arrow pierced his forehead.

The arrow went in his forehead, and he snorted, fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he couldn't move.

The leader of the Han army who suddenly came out and led this group of southern barbarians into the village was also taken aback.

Before he could come to his senses, several feathered arrows had pierced his chest.

There were several arrows stuck in his chest, his eyes were wide open, and his body fell limply, but before he could land on his two knees, a Han officer had already jumped up, roared, picked up the long sword in his hand, and slashed at his neck.

The sword slashed through his neck in a silver arc, and with a fountain of blood rising up, the head of the Nanban leader broke away from his body and rolled to the ground.

"The prime minister has an order, don't leave a living mouth!" The Han army launched a charge, scattering the southern barbarians who entered the village to steal grain, and Xu Huang, who walked out of the house unhurriedly with Shi Lian, shouted while striding towards the entrance of the village.