In the swampy heights, the blood was gone, and all that was left was the pungent stench and floating debris.

It was originally a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, but now it is full of dried corpses.

Samoko sat on a large rock, his eyes blank. Not far from where he was, the bodies of Anai-e and Dong Tuuna lay there quietly, motionless.

Anae's originally tall body is now shriveled and unpresentable, and on the thin face that has shrunk several times, a pair of empty eyes are still wide, telling the unwillingness and fear before death.

And Dong Tuna's appearance was even more terrifying, his entire body was gnawed to pieces by the blood plague, and his body was surrounded by minced meat, which attracted the bite of flies and insects in the swamp.

The blood array was scattered halfway, and the Yiren who were originally in the highlands survived three or four percent. But the leaders of these tribes, such as Samok, were too close to the center of the blood array, and were the first to be impacted. None of the others, except for Samoko, survived.

It's funny to say that in this huge southwestern land, except for one leader of Samoko, the rest are dead cleanly at this moment. At this moment, he is a veritable king of the southwest.

However, Samoko, who was alone, did not have time to savor this sad victory, and his heart was full of doubts.

Why am I the only one who survived?

Samoko asked himself that he was no different from the leader who was now lying on the ground, and that he had been taught witchcraft by the high priest since he was a child. Now that I think about it, the high priest must have done something in their cultivation method, so in that blood array, they didn't have the slightest ability to resist.

The cavalry of the Zhou army was cruising on the high ground, and the young man with a lupine scarf slowly entered the field of vision, making Satsuma Ke's chaotic mind feel a trace of clarity.

"Why didn't I die?"

Samoke ran in front of Yang Xian and was stopped by the guard's sergeant Changce, and the question blurted out.

Yang Xian had never met someone who would ask such a question, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Do you still remember the medicine I asked Huang Que to give you in Bonan County?"

Samoko nodded, a look of curiosity.

"That pill is called Gu Ming Dan, which can strengthen the soul and soul. There's something wrong with the witchcraft you're learning, and maybe you didn't even notice it yourself. When you're feeling high, you often can't control your sanity. And after taking this elixir, your fatal flaw in learning witchcraft will be compensated. ”

Positive sentiment from Samoko +666

Samoke didn't understand that as the enemy of these Zhou people, why would Yang Xian save himself? However, in Samoko's huge body, a heart is full of gratitude.

"Why did you save me?"

Yang Xian smiled, shook his fan, and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance.

"What do I have to do with you if I want to save you?"

Samok looked dazed, not knowing what Yang Xian's words meant? There is only a zhang distance between him and Yang Xian, but at this moment, he feels that there are thousands of mountains and rivers between the two. The young man dressed in white and holding a white feather fan became more and more unfathomable.

Samoko looked at the bloody ground, pinched himself in distraction, gritted his teeth, and knelt down.

"Since the prime minister saved me, then from now on, the gold and silver of my Samoko and the people of my tribe will belong to the prime minister. All my life, I am willing to die for the prime minister! ”

Yang Xian used a feather fan to hold Tosamoke's clenched hands and made him stand up.

"Thank you, Prime Minister!"

"Now that Anai-e and Dong Tu Na are dead, the leaders of the tribes of the southwest land, the Nine CDs, have confessed here. This prime minister wants you to unify the southwestern provinces within one month and become the real king of the southwest. ”

"Obey orders!"

Within a month, the southwestern Zhuyi, which had lost its tribal leader, was swept away by the Samoko and Changce army, and died and surrendered. The southwestern part is surrounded by mountains, and Nanqi County occupies only a small plain on its northern edge. A large area of land to the south is inhabited by various tribes. Today, Dong Tuuna and Anai-e are dead, and their people have surrendered to the Zhou army. After these large tribes were pacified, the rest of the smaller tribes also surrendered to the wind and were placed under the rule of Yizhou.

Changce Army Dazhai.

Yang Xian held the white feather fan in his hand and gently placed it on the candle flame.

The flames did not scorch the white hair, but instead spread out in all directions as if under some heavy pressure.

Baipi beads can ward off water and fire, and now they are mixed with this white-haired fan and become a magic weapon, pregnant with spirituality.

"My lord! The off-the-books generals ask to see! ”

The guards outside the account announced, and Yang Xian responded lightly. The black tent doors parted from each side, and the sunlight shone in and swept away the darkness. Yang An, Yang Gui, Jiao An, and Samoke entered, lined up on both sides.

"Prime Minister Qi, thanks to the efforts of Yang An, Yang Gui, the two generals and Lord Samoke, now the last twenty or so tribes along the coast of the southwest have surrendered to the table!"

Jiao An's face was full of joy and he gave up.

"The prime minister has played the king, adhering to the Son of Heaven, and will set up a county in the southwest here, with twelve county towns and a port under its jurisdiction."

The land in the southwest is vast, but whether it is the Zhou people or the Yi people, the population is still pitifully small compared to this vast land.

"The king has a good eye, and he specially ordered Jiao to guard this southwest county."

"Thank you, the king, thank you, prime minister!"

After Yang Xian finished speaking, Jiao An knelt down with a grateful face.

Most of the southwestern Tuyi live in caves and make a living from fishing and hunting. However, this land is fertile, and if it can be managed well, in five years, it may be able to start providing food, grass and soldiers for Yizhou.

"Samoko!"

"The minister is here!"

Although Samoke is the king of Yi, he treats Yang Xian as a courtier, as if he is a lord.

"The rainy season is coming, and this prime minister is about to be a teacher, so that you will be stationed here to assist Jiaojun to defend the city and relocate the people, and reclaim the tuntian!"

Samoko looked uninterested, he didn't dare to take any interest in it. If he could, he would rather follow Yang Xian to the north.

"In addition, the prime minister wants to set up an army, the number of which is tentatively set at about 10,000, and you will command it. The world is restless, and Huan is chaotic. The war is about to start, and you have to practice well. ”

Although the territory of Samoko was within the jurisdiction of the southwestern county, it was not part of the twelve county seats. It is a long process for immigrants to build roads and fields, and it is impossible to achieve results in a short period of time. The Samoko tribe absorbed the populations of many other tribes, and was the most powerful force in the southwest.

Samok nominally surrendered to the Great Zhou and received the golden seal from the King of Shu, but in fact he only obeyed Yang Xian's command.

The Fan Army is different from the Changce Army, they are not from the lineage of the army, but they inherit a branch of grassland witchcraft. Their characteristics are that they can ignite blood and energy, can burst out with extremely high combat effectiveness and defense in a short period of time, and have extremely high adaptability and strong combat ability in places with complex terrain in mountains and forests.

"Yang Gui!"

"The minister is here!"

Yang Xian set his eyes on Yang Gui's body and said, "I have personally selected 300 people in the Yi army who are good at resisting tigers and leopards, and formed a guard army, which is called Zhaoye, and you will lead it." ”

Yang Xian found that the tigers and leopards trained in the southwest land have special breeds, spirituality, and can be controlled by people, just like war horses, or even better than war horses. Not only does it have extremely high endurance, adaptability and speed, but also the ferocity and combat flexibility are far inferior to war horses.

Three hundred rides is already the limit that the Southwest Land can provide now.

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