Chapter 1303 Insidious Akito
The next day, the sky was not bright yet, just a little bright, and the sun was still brewing under the horizon.
Mrs. Yilan didn't fall asleep last night. She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She just lay on the tiger skin mattress and closed her eyes and fell asleep. It was only now that she felt a little sleepy and was about to take advantage of the opportunity to sleep. I took a nap for a while, and suddenly I heard the sound of a war drum beating in the distance.
In the valley, due to the various bonuses of echo and concentrated sound, this war drum was very loud, as if the heaven and earth had been hammered apart.
Then, this sound of war drums was like a signal. Before the sound disappeared, countless war drums were heard "dong dong dong" one after another. For a time, the sound of war drums was heard from all directions.
Dong-dong-dong. Dong-dong-dong. The whole world was hammered to pieces.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Along with the war drums, there were waves of shouts of killing coming from all directions.
"What's going on?"
Mrs. Yilan suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes covered with crow's feet and bloodshot from lack of sleep.
"Report! Lord! Something bad has happened! Minggou secretly occupied several surrounding hills last night. The mountains were all decorated with Minggou's military flags. The surrounding mountains were filled with Minggou! I'm afraid there are no Tens of thousands of bright dogs.”
A Nanman Miao descendant rushed in to report, with a look of fear on his face.
“What?!”
When Mrs. Yilan heard this, her face instantly turned pale, and her shocked heart seemed to have stopped beating temporarily.
"Help me up." Mrs. Yilan called.
The accompanying girl hurriedly stepped forward to help Mrs. Yilan. Mrs. Yilan walked to an open place with a dragon-head crutch and looked around. The visibility was not high at the moment, just hazy, but they could still see several mountains around the mountain they occupied, covered with Ming people's military flags, figures swaying on the mountains, war drums beating earth-shatteringly, and shouts of killing one after another. The sound also resounded throughout the world.
Now, it is Mrs. Yilan who is the one with all the trees and grass and the roar of the wind.
She saw the Ming Dynasty military flags on the hills in all directions, listened to the continuous drums and shouts of death, looked at the swaying vegetation on the mountain and thought they were Ming people, and listened to the howling wind, she thought they were Ming people. It was Akito's killing cry.
Seeing everything in front of her, Mrs. Yilan couldn't help being shocked, and a cold sweat appeared on her back, "Why are there so many Ming people?! Didn't the Ming people only increase by more than four thousand last night? Centaur?"
"Insidious Mingren!" Mrs. Yi Lan imagined a scene in her mind and couldn't help but grit her teeth. He took a sip and said, "Last night they openly increased their troops by four thousand, and took advantage of the darkness to secretly increase so many more troops!"
When Mrs. Yilan gritted her teeth and cursed the Ming people for their insidiousness, her subordinates The Nanman Miao descendants looked at the Ming army flags on the mountains in all directions, and listened to the earth-shattering drums and shouts of death, and panic quickly grew.
"Why are there so many bright dogs?! I don't believe it." A Nanman Miao man shook his pale cheek vigorously and murmured.
"A bright dog who can kill a thousand swords! He just relies on the large number of people to bully the small people! If it were one-on-one, I would kill them like chickens!" The Nanman Miao next to him cursed angrily, although there was murderous intent in his words. Tengteng, but when he looked at the Ming army in the mountains and fields in the distance, his eyes were filled with fear.
“The Ming people occupied the plains, where there was fertile land. The land was so rich that if you just sow a handful of seeds, you would get a full harvest. They thrived there, couldn’t they have more?! It's not like us, trapped in the deep mountains and old forests, with no land suitable for farming, and the prey in the mountains are becoming increasingly scarce. They come less and less, and they eat one meal but not another. How can they be better than the people of the Ming Dynasty?"
Another Nanman Miao descendant cursed bitterly, and he went to Jingnan County to sell goods! Crossing the animal skins, we witnessed the endless rice fields and the rich life of the Han people on the plains. That life was simply paradise.
"There are too many Ming people. They are occupied by Ming people in all directions. They don't even leave us a way to retreat. They are trying to kill us all!" There is a Southern Barbarian Miao who has a relatively strategic vision. , is a small-headed man. He observed it for a moment and said to the people around him with a solemn expression.
"The worst that can happen is that the fish will die and the net will be broken! They will kill them all, and I will have to pull two backers until I die!"
Hearing this, the surrounding Southern Barbarian descendants were all like trapped animals, desperate, scared, but also crazy.
"Aren't you tired, Ming? The war drum has never stopped!" A Nanman Miao descendant asked doubtfully.
"I would rather exhaust these grandsons to death! Unfortunately, there are so many of them, so when one gets tired, he will be replaced by the next one."
The Nanman Miao next to him let out a long and feeble sigh.
Yes, there are many Minggu people! What should I do? ! The surrounding Nanman Miao descendants felt a strong sense of powerlessness in their hearts.
At this moment, young and strong people are scattered on the mountains in all directions. Each one is holding a rope in his hand. Either a small tree is tied to the rope, or several military flags are connected to it. If you pull it, The trees were waving their flags, like a team of men and horses; there were also large cowhide drums scattered on the mountain, with blue and green drums in conspicuous places. The strength lies in the beating of drums. In the hiding place, there are also goats with their hind legs tied and hung on trees with ropes. There are war drums under the goats' front hooves. The goats are hung upside down and kick their front hooves wildly, and the war drums are ringing< br>
Those who don’t know the inside story look at it from a distance, and it seems that there are thousands of troops stationed on these mountains.
"It's almost time."
Zhu Ping'an finished the dry food in his hand, drank a bowl of rice soup, stood up and said to Liu Dianli, Han Dianli and others.
"My lord, do you really want to go?! My lord, please think twice. The Southern Barbarians are not civilized. There are tens of thousands of Nanbarbarians on the Wurenyi Mountain. It is too dangerous for your lord to go here." Qian Dianli dissuaded him with a worried look on his face. .
"Don't worry, Qian Dianli, the Nanman Miao people robbed the southeast flood refuge area and did not intentionally hurt anyone. This shows that they have room for rebellion this time; besides, in the eyes of the Nanman, I have a large army at this time." Thirty thousand', how dare they do anything against me; another "In addition, as an official of the imperial court, I am not only the magistrate of Jingnan County, but also the chief prosecutor of Zhejiang Province. Unless they are prepared to face the wrath of the imperial court and the annihilation of the clan, they will not dare to touch me." Zhu Ping'an. He smiled slightly and said confidently.
"Your Majesty, it is said that a gentleman does not build a dangerous wall. Please allow me, on behalf of your Majesty, to go to the rebel barbarian camp to persuade the Southern Barbarians."
Liu Dianli stood up and clasped his fists.
"County Lord, please let me go." Han Dianli also stood up and asked for orders.
"Liu Dianli, Han Dianli, I appreciate your kindness, and I also believe in your abilities. However, your status is not enough to win the trust of the Southern Barbarian Miao descendants. Only if I go can I be convincing enough."
Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly and said firmly.
"County Lord." Liu Dianli and Han Dianli wanted to fight for it again, but were interrupted by Zhu Ping'an.
"It's getting late. You don't need to persuade or argue any more. As the magistrate of Jingnan County, I am bound to go on this trip! Besides, your task is also very important. You sit in the rear and keep an eye on it. Camp and the 'big army', don't let the Southern Barbarian Miao people see through the truth. After this trip is successful, I will record a great achievement for you."
Zhu Ping'an said with a firm face. (End of chapter)