Covered in blood-soaked wet robes, the cavalryman's body swayed on his horse, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The next moment, the slave with a hideous face jumped up from the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled the cavalry off his horse.

The body fell to the ground, panicked and in severe pain, and the cavalry grinned and reached for the hilt of the knife at his waist.

The slave reached back, drew another dagger, and held the dagger high with his backhand.

"Boom!"

The cavalryman had just pulled out the slasher at his waist halfway through, and the slave's sword had already fallen.

The blade went in and out of the human body, and blood raged on the grass.

The hardened steel knife sliced through the hard bones several times, the tip curled slightly, and several gaps appeared on the blood-stained blade.

Blood bubbles were in the cavalryman's mouth, blood flowed from between the squeezed mouths, slid across the cavalryman's cheeks, and the fallen body cramped and curled up, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword finally hung down weakly.

Throwing away the bladed dagger in his hand, the slave pulled out the dagger from the cavalryman's chest, and thick blood spurted from the wound, staining the slave's face red.

The red-faced slave breathed for a few moments, then raised his head and opened his mouth excitedly.

"Ah~!"

"Hmm~!"

The nearby cavalry blew their horns, and the sound of the desolate horns, along with the howls of the slaves, spread in all directions with the air.

Fifteen horsemen took the reins and took control of their mounts and rushed to the bank of the river where the horn sounded.

And the slaves who had gathered on the bank of the river, who had already gathered the corn cakes and dried meat, took up the weapons in the haystack, assembled the short guns and knives, and grabbed the triangular pyramid nail prepared for them, only to find that there was a silk silk under the iron nail.

A horse is drawn on the silk silk, and the horse is galloping, and in front of the horse are drawn countless triangular pyramid nails.

The galloping cavalry got closer and closer, and the slaves who had no weapons on the periphery automatically dispersed, and the slaves with weapons threw the iron nails on the way of the cavalry as depicted in the painting.

The horse, which was the first to rush to the vicinity of the slaves, stepped on the nails of the horse, and the horse neighed in pain and fell to the ground with a bang, but the horse's body plowed across the ground due to inertia and crashed into the crowd.

More than a dozen slaves were knocked over, all of them with broken bones, and the cavalry on horseback was dragged off their horses by the slaves.

Some of the horsemen rushed into the slaves along the trail of the horse's carcass, and were stabbed off their horses by the slaves who were not afraid of death with weapons in their hands.

The chaos is bloody, and the slaves have given up their lives.

Ten cavalrymen were lost in succession, but the number of slaves on the banks of the river was increasing.

All the weapons in the leaf cocoons have been removed, and some of the slaves who have not been given weapons have picked up branches on the ground, and some have picked up pebbles in the mud of the river.

Throwing the iron nails that proved to be effective in all directions, countless slaves slaughtered the cavalry on the ground with what they had in their hands.

Not far away, among the stone houses, there are also many people.

There were still more than 2,000 slaves there.

The sparse cavalry held the reins and no longer stormed the crowd.

They blew their horns over and over again, and then they all turned around and ran towards the wooden village.

The drawbridge at the gate of the fortress was completely raised before the slaves could rush to it.

In the sturdy wooden village, the general who was in charge of everything stood on the watchtower, looking at the crowd gathered outside the wooden village with a shocked face.

The piercing sound of the bell sounded from the wooden village, and more than 600 soldiers left by Wen Short walked up to the wall.

The wooden village was fenced, and in the afternoon the channel into the water was filled in by the rebellious slaves.

The flowing water in the ravine of the village was stagnant, and the general who had been looking at the outside of the village turned pale.

The general understands that tonight, the water in the village will be cut off.

The 600 soldiers, who have been without food for many days, will have no water to drink.

At this time, Wen Short, who was leading 8,000 soldiers, was leading his troops to the camp.

Liu Hengjun and Wen Xiaojun were three hundred and twenty miles apart at this time, and at their speed, it would take four days for the two armies to meet.

In the middle of the night, the moon hangs high in the dark sky, and the stars shine.

Yougen stood on the rock, looking up at the night sky.

"My mother used to tell me that there were gods living on the moon, and he planted fruit around his house that could keep shining silver mango. ”

"It is said that these spirit fruits, eating one can become an immortal. ”

"Even if you drink a sip of the dew on the skin of this fruit, you can live forever. ”

Liu Heng sat under the rock, with withered grass under his buttocks.

"Your mother. ”

Frowning, one reached out and pulled out a worm from his bosom.

It's really a worm, the pale green surface of the worm body is clean and smooth, and it can even shine the shadow of a person.

The fat worm struggled and writhed in the palm of the root, and several nodes on the worm's body moved back and forth in waves.

"It's pretty good at making it up. ”

Spread the other hand under the thin tail of the worm, and one of the roots squeezed the fat worm with one hand.

"Smack!"

A green mass of paste flowed out of the small hole of the thin tail and piled up in a lump on the palm of the root.

Yougen held the body of the worm horizontally in front of him, used the body of the worm as a mirror, and smeared the green paste on his hair.

He started with the middle, then the sides, and finally the sideburns under the ears.

"Huh. ”

Liu Heng smiled slightly, the wrinkles between his eyebrows were abrupt, and his face showed a trace of fatigue.

"Maybe there is really a god in the sky who is watching us at this time, maybe it?"

Turning his head sideways, Liu Heng glanced behind him.

"Sticky worms have always lived in wet soil and river soil. ”

Looking at the bright white and withered insect body in Yougen's hand, Liu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"But you're really good, since you think of such a usage as a sticky worm. ”

"Actually. ”

There was a grinning lip that looked at the mirror-like body of the worm, revealing two rows of astigmatism of white teeth.

"This ointment is quite fragrant. ”

Squatting down, Yougen handed the sticky worm in his hand to Liu Heng.

"Some, why don't you do it too. ”

Hearing this, Liu Heng turned his head and pursed his mouth.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in armyworm entrails. ”

Throwing the stickworm behind him, Yougen stood up and clapped his hands by the way.

"The station of Anyang County, the situation is unexpected. ”

"yes. ”

Hearing this, Liu Heng frowned slightly.

"Unexpectedly calm. ”

In the distance that the two of them looked, there stood the village, and next to the wooden village was a continuous barracks.

There was fire in the barracks, but it was pitch black in the village, as if it blended into the endless night.

By the light of the fire in the barracks, the patrol soldiers walking on the wall could be faintly seen.

"They put down the slave rebellion so quickly. ”

Liu Heng propped his knees, stood up, and kicked the pile of dead grass under his buttocks by the way.

"Looks like your plan didn't work. ”

"Huh. ”

With a chuckle, Yougen stroked the smooth black hair glowing green with his palm, and shook his head consciously and chicly.

"Scourge will not be eradicated. ”

"The chief general of Anyang County, it is impossible to kill everyone. ”

"Oh. ”

The wrinkles between his foreheads stretched slightly, and Liu Heng sighed slightly.

"Really?"

In the barracks not far from the two of them, inside the tent.

"General. ”

Kneeling on one knee, Zhou Miao, who was anxious, clenched his hands into fists and said to Zhou He: "The slaves have no food, and they see blood today, and I am afraid that they will not be able to control it in the future." ”

"The cavalry has been reorganized, please make a decision!"

"Zhou Ming. ”

Zhou He, who had a cold face, spoke firmly.

"Don't worry!"

"Now that the slaves have been driven into the village, there is nothing to fear. ”

The pale yellow color shines through the clear eyes.

Raising his head, Zhou He had already looked towards the tent door.

"What we should really pay attention to is the person behind us. ”

His gaze fell through the tent door to the two men in the distance on the meadow.

"Yo!"

The crimson in the depths of his eyes flashed, and Liu Heng smiled excitedly.

"It was discovered. ”