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47 Gu Poison (3)

This Mr. Gao is really not an ordinary person, he is well-informed and experienced. He told Xin about his great-grandfather's experience in the Miaojiang region.

Miao Jiang generally refers to the areas inhabited by "Miao people" in western Hunan and eastern Guizhou (including the eastern part of Tongren area of present-day Guizhou Province and the entire southeast of Guizhou Province). It has always been a place full of mysteries. There are beautiful canyons and jungles, famous cultural scenic spots, and enthusiastic ethnic minorities.

But in the past, it was a wild place. Everywhere full of dangerous beasts, all kinds of terrifying poisons, as well as uncivilized seedlings (Miao Jiang geographical location is remote, the environment is difficult, the Miao compatriots are still in the process of getting out of the mountains, and there are "seedlings" and "mature seedlings" are distinguished. The so-called "seedlings" refer to the Miao people who live in mountainous areas, have less contact with the Han nationality, have less contact with the outside world, and are more rugged. "Mature Miao" is the Miao people who have been basically sinicized and can get along with the Han people).

One day, in this wild land, a caravan came, and this caravan consisted of about twenty men, all of them sturdy young men, led by a thin man of about forty years of age, who was dressed in a black suit and riding boots. The skin on the face has become dark and rough due to the wind and sun for many years. But if you pay attention to his eyes, you will see that they are overflowing with cold and resolute light. He is Mr. Gao's great-grandfather, Mr. Gao didn't tell me his name, and even if he did, it was inconvenient for me to write it, so I would call him Mr. Gao.

Mr. Gao came to Miaojiang this time to lead a team to do a business, and he had to pass through Miaojiang for some special reasons. The Miao Jiang region was full of dangers, and he was not unaware of it, so his caravan was also fully prepared. Each of the caravan men had a hidden blade, and each was given a genuine German Mauser pistol (what we colloquially call "box guns, fast and slow machines"). In this way, they were fully armed and cautiously entered the Miao Territory.

Along the way, they were careful and watchful everywhere, but after all, the road was unfamiliar and the environment was not adaptable, so their team moved forward slowly. Later, Mr. Gao spent a lot of money to hire a local man to be a guide, and the situation improved slightly. On this day, it was evening. Because it was not safe to walk at night, the caravan set up camp in the woods. The guys prepared dinner, and Mr. Gao climbed the high slope next to him with a most caring buddy and guide, ready to look at the road.

As soon as the three of them climbed the high slope, Mr. Gao suddenly noticed a fire on the other side of the high slope, and the three of them immediately hid behind a tree and carefully observed. I saw a large fire lit in a clearing below, and about thirty people sat cross-legged around them. Although it was already dark, by the light of the fire, it was clear that these people were strangely dressed, and several of them had terrible tattoos on their bodies near the campfire. They all carried scimitars, spears, and bows and arrows on their backs. They sat around the fire like demons, expressionless and silent. A little further away from the campfire, there were still two people lying down, but both of them were tied up and presumably taken prisoner by this group. The guide quietly pulled Mr. Gao's clothes, frustrated them away, and told Mr. Gao in a low voice that these people were seedlings, they had never been in contact with the outside world, and they were very repulsive to outsiders, and they would often attack strangers who entered their territory for no reason. It is very dangerous to encounter them. Mr. Gao is a cautious and cautious person, and of course he does not want to cause trouble, so the three of them prepare to leave quietly. But the fellow was very curious, and he asked softly, "Are these people cannibals?" I've heard that some savages in Miaojiang eat human flesh. Are those two tied guys going to be roasted and eaten by them? The man's voice was a little louder, and the frightened guide shook his head with a gesture to signal him not to speak.

But at this moment, there was a scream from below. The three of them were startled by the shout, and Mr. Gao looked back to take a closer look, and it turned out that a tall seedling had dragged a man with a big tie to the fire, pointed to the flame and asked him something, and the captive said something quickly. The seedling seemed to be furious, and he shoved the captive to the fire, held his head down, and then raised his scimitar and slashed at the man's neck. The man screamed, blood gushing out like a fountain. In fact, the neck bones of people are far stronger than we think, and sometimes, even an experienced executioner cannot cut off a person's head with a single sword. The seedling slashed four or five times in a row, and the man's head rolled down, and the blood in the cavity splattered all over the ground. Seeing this cruel and terrifying scene, the guide trembled with fright, and his teeth gurgled all over, and even the well-informed Mr. Gao felt shocked.

Mr. Gao quietly motioned for the three of them to leave, and just as they turned around, there was a whoosh, followed by a scream of "ah" from Mr. Gao's personal buddy. Mr. Gao looked back and saw an arrow through the man's chest. It turns out that although these seedlings are savage, they are not stupid, and they also know how to lay secret whistles. The three of them observed for a long time on the dirt slope but did not pay attention to the sentry hiding seedlings in the trees. It was the same sentry who attacked them. The man fell to the ground after being hit by an arrow and died instantly. Moreover, this movement also alarmed the other seedlings, who, under the guidance of the sentry, rushed towards Mr. Gao with a scream.

Mr. Gao, who has always been alert and decisive, saw that he had been exposed, immediately pulled out his box gun, flicked his hand and shot the sentry on the tree first, and then shot several people down several times, and then dragged him down the dirt slope to join his team.

His caravan mates were all carefully selected and brought out, all of them had a good skill, and the battle just now had already alarmed the other guys, at this time, they were naturally divided into two groups, one to protect the goods, and the other ten people ran up the slope to meet Mr. Gao.

Mr. Gao quickly observed the form. The seedlings had never seen a gun. They were stunned by the loud noise and the great lethality of the shot just now, and they all hesitated under the dirt slope. The other side has many people and few people, so it is necessary to use the terrain to create favorable conditions for themselves. So Mr. Gao quickly dispersed the team, taking advantage of the terrain of the high slope, hiding behind the obstacles and condescendingly shooting at the seedlings under the slope. In this way, the enemy is clear and dark, and although the number of seedlings is three times that of them, their weapons are backward, and such a condescending attack, the seedlings can only have bows and arrows to pose a certain threat to them, and knives and spears are not used. Gunshots and screams echoed through the valley, and the battle was over with just a cup of tea. With the correct strategic deployment and the overwhelming superiority of firearms, Sheng Miao suffered heavy casualties, leaving more than a dozen corpses and fleeing. However, two people also died in Mr. Gao's team.