"For the time being, use silver needles to stimulate their upper and lower lips first, you can relieve the symptoms! But you must leave here, otherwise after tonight, it will be difficult to say how many soldiers will be able to stand up!"

In fact, there is another worry that Zixia did not say it, that is, this miasma does not look like a natural formation, and there are obvious traces of man-made. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info But now everything is just speculation, and there is no concrete evidence.

After listening to Zixia's words, Lin Xing felt quite reasonable. The military doctor was ordered to give a simple treatment to the soldiers who had been hit by the miasma, and then the whole army would leave this place first, and at the same time make a mark that it was not suitable to stay overnight, so that the later imperial army would not make the same mistake again.

This swamp covers a vast area, with a radius of dozens of miles. In addition, the treatment delayed some time, and by the time the merchant army had all passed through the swamp, it was already late in the evening when the camp was found.

Those poisoned soldiers had only undergone simple treatment, and after half a day, the old poison had recurred, and they were already exhausted, and after finding the camp, they collapsed to the ground one by one, saying that they did not want to move again.

Of the more than 100,000 merchant troops, less than half of them can still maintain combat effectiveness.

"My lord, do you want to attack now while the merchant army is still unstable?"

Less than a hundred feet away from the commercial camp, two figures were extremely hidden among the bushes. The method of concealment is very clever, and there is nothing unusual at all from the appearance.

The figure called an adult shook his head: "No! General Zhao said that this Wen Zhong used his troops to deceive, and he had to guard against it! I don't believe that he was so easily attacked, he must have noticed that something was wrong, and he deliberately showed weakness to confuse us!"

"Then what if it's true?" The person next to him was more stubborn: "Wouldn't it be better to miss a chance for my Miao Man to rise?"

"Hey!" the lord sighed, "The opportunity has never appeared, why miss it! Even if my three Miao brothers work together to win Wen Zhong, what can they do? Do you think they will watch us Miao barbarian establish a country?"

"Isn't it?" the person who spoke could not hide the unwillingness in his heart: "No matter how you say that our three seedlings are also the mother of Nanban. The wilderness is so big, isn't there a place for my clan?"

"I don't want my clansmen to send people under the fence all the time!" said the lord faintly: "Since the battle of Zhuolu, my Jiuli tribe has not returned to its former glory. Sanmiao is not allowed to establish a country, and there are many scruples of barbarian kings in it. ”

The two of them talked about the previous scenery of the Jiuli tribe, and they couldn't help but be a little fascinated. If they hadn't experienced the fiasco of that war, if the great god of Chiyou still existed, how happy their lives would be, at least they didn't need to look at other people's faces every day to act.

As soon as the two of them were excited, their voices couldn't help but be louder, alarming Lin Xing, who had just turned around the camp. In terms of his cultivation, let alone such a loud voice, even if the two of them fart, he could hear the thunder from a distance of a hundred feet.

Hearing this, Lin Xing didn't make a sound, but quietly extended the immortal sense, and quickly captured the figures of the two.

Lin Xing's dress made Lin Xing a little shocked, this camouflage technique is comparable to that of the special forces of later generations! There is even a hat made of leaves on his head, and his body is painted with various paints to make it colorful, and it is really not easy to be found when he is put in the grass and bushes.

The two of them didn't know that their whereabouts had been leaked, and after chatting for a while, they felt bored, and quietly began to retreat to report to General Zhao Jiang, and how to act, it was not something they were worried about.

Lin Xing's wisp of immortal sense firmly locked the breath of the two, and followed them all the way over the mountains and rivers for a few hours.

Knowing that in the end, the two entered a small village, where it should be the gathering place of the clansmen they said. Following the whereabouts of the two, Lin Xing unexpectedly found the traces of the barbarian army, thinking that they didn't know where to run early, but he didn't expect that it was only a few dozen miles away from him.

It seems that this barbarian general is still not reconciled! He always wants to find an opportunity to give himself a cold drink. The merchant army ran after them, and the merchant army camped and they also rested, hanging not far away, looking for an opportunity to attack.

The two armies pursued and fled for half a month, and the commander's strategy can be said to have its own merits, and no one could help anyone. For the coach of the barbarian army, Lin Xing has a feeling of sympathy in his heart, this is the chess opponent, will meet the good talent.

This time, through the immortal sense of monitoring the two spies, I finally saw the appearance of the commander of the barbarian army, which was similar to what Lin Xing imagined: about fifty years old, different from ordinary barbarian generals, he was born gentle and elegant, and had the demeanor of a Confucian general.

The two of them described the business situation to Zhao Jiang in detail, and there was a lot of meaning in their words.

"It's rare that the Miao brothers have such intentions, so it's good to try it, and remember not to be greedy. As soon as you find that the situation is not right, retreat immediately, and the old man will answer you in the rear!"

Zhao Jiang repeatedly told him not to underestimate Wen Zhong. And made a promise that no matter what the situation of the war was, after returning to Yongzhou, he would give advice to the barbarian king and canonize a piece of land for the Miao barbarians to recuperate.

The two were overjoyed when they heard this, and hurriedly thanked them and withdrew, and returned to the village to convey the good news to the clansmen.

When the two left, Zhao Jiang's face turned cold: "Two fools, they were followed by others without even noticing. ”

Shocked left and right, he hurriedly drew his sword and looked around in his hand, carefully searching for the shadow of the spy.

"What's the panic?" Zhao Jiang shouted: "It's just a Taoist spell! It seems that Wen Zhong already knows where our army is, so let's do it! Let the Sanmiao clan resist for a while and consume the strength of the merchant army!

The left and right didn't understand what the general meant, so they had to say, "My lord, is our army taking advantage of the chaos to attack?"

Zhao Jiang shook his head: "The time is not right, it's just that tens of thousands of Miao people can't hurt Wen Zhonggen." The order was given, and the army retreated thirty miles and sent scouts to monitor the movements of the merchant army. If the Miao people can inflict heavy losses on the merchant army, it will not be too late for us to send troops to finish. ”

There is a sentence that Zhao Jiang did not say clearly, this end is not only to harvest the lives of the merchant army, but also to attack the merchant camp Miao Man, who did not want to come back alive. Hmph, do you still want to establish a country? As everyone knows, the Barbarian King didn't want Miao Man to exist at all!

The two Miao people that Lin Xing had been monitoring with his immortal sense had no idea that he had been made an outcast by General Zhao, whom he believed in, and happily returned to the gathering place to be cannon fodder.

They didn't even think that their every move was under the control of the enemy, and the merchant army had already arranged everything, but when they went to throw themselves into the net.

At this time, it was close to dawn, but the village where Miao Man gathered was already lively. The patriarch brought back good news, saying that General Zhao Jiang had given advice to the barbarian king and had allowed Miao to establish a state, and only needed to deal with a group of poisoned merchant troops.

This news is indeed exciting, and it is the long-cherished wish of more than ten generations of Miao people for thousands of years. They believe that as long as they are given a piece of land of their own, it will not take too long to restore the scenery of the ancient times, and the whole wilderness is still theirs.