I Built a Territory in Ancient Times

When he got closer to the ground, he was completely out of breath. The subordinates checked, some were hit by a blunt object, some were stabbed by a knife..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nuha was already furious and threw him aside, "Useless waste, even the little Nanren can't deal with it! This general will go in person!"

"General, no." Another person hurriedly grabbed him, "General, the terrain below is complicated, and it's small and narrow, we can't stand up at all, and if we encounter an enemy, we can't move at all below. , There is no chance to fight back, only passive beatings."

Obviously, the previous few people suffered a great loss because of this. The people from the grasslands are tall and burly, and they are simply not comparable to the southerners. The underground passage below is narrow and difficult to accommodate, and the southerners may be flexible and comfortable below, but they will not be able to. And the terrain below is complicated. If you rush in again rashly, the ending will probably be the same as the previous five.

How can Nuha swallow this breath, in front of them, the people of the South have always been slaughtered by them, and now it is not good to be a teacher. How could he not be annoyed by the loss of five soldiers in one fell swoop?

"General, if it was on the ground, none of these people would be able to escape, but now that they are shrinking into the hole, we can't do anything about them!" The subordinates persuaded earnestly.

"Yes, General. General, don't forget the mission given by the prince, and don't be impatient."

Nuha spat bitterly, since the prince was mentioned. He never dared to act against the order.

"That's all!" Nuha had to give up the impulsive idea. In the end, he couldn't bear the breath, and said bitterly, "Set fire to me and burn all these houses down."

"Yes!" Someone complied.

And some people looked at the black smoke billowing at the entrance of the village and noticed something wrong. They came forward with a bright mind, thought of something, and reported: "General, there seems to be something wrong."

Ruha turned around. "What's wrong??"

"General, shouldn't the black smoke at the entrance of this village be wolf smoke? There was a pile of smoke at the entrance of the village before, and I thought it was used to inform the news. Otherwise, at our speed, we will come here without knowing it. How could they be avoided by them?"

This reminded Nuha, he looked at the place where the black smoke was still at the entrance of the village. There was no wind at this time, and the black smoke curled up to the sky. This was a wilderness, and it could be seen from far away. He chose On a high place, I looked around and looked into the distance. Sure enough, there were several places of black smoke like this in the distance. I think it was the people from the south who saw the warning here, and they all ignited the wolf smoke to pass the news.

In fact, it's not surprising that they didn't see it for a while. The main reason is that the wolf smoke basically started a war on the borders, and the wolf smoke was lit in the beacon tower to send a message to warn. And here, it's just an ordinary village. How can the villagers know how to burn wolf smoke? Therefore, no one thought about it for a while, and now it seems that it is really just as that person said.

Yes, this is Ming Yu's trump card, Ming Yu has also specially sent people to train the villagers in each village. As long as an enemy is found to be attacking, the beacon can be lit as a warning, so that the villages along the way can detect it. In order to avoid danger in time, take precautions early, and notify the garrison or the **** to arrive at the rescue as soon as possible.

"General, our whereabouts have been known to them. It is useless to think about it further. What should we do next?" Someone asked aloud.

Nuha's face was gloomy, but he didn't expect to return without success because of this reason. Yes, looking at the current situation, even if they move on to the next village, I am afraid they will encounter the same situation.

They didn't have much food left. Originally, according to the original plan, they could loot the supplies of the southerners to enrich themselves while marching. But now it seems that this method no longer works, no matter where they go, they are empty villages, not even a grain of rice is left, they just can't grab anything they want.

Yeah, what to do now? You can't let your brothers go hungry.

Nuha glanced at the entrance of the underground passage where people were hidden, maybe he really wanted to go down, catch those people out one by one, and let them hand over the food.

The subordinates guessed what he was thinking, "General, we are not afraid of anyone on horseback, but if we go down, we may damage more soldiers."

Nuha hadn't spoken yet, but someone next to him sneered: "Damur, when did you become so timid? You were actually afraid of these people and passed it on, so you can't laugh at people's big teeth? These southerners are all thin and small. If you are like a chicken, even with your bare hands, I can kill one with one punch." After speaking, he saluted Nuha and said, "The general might as well let his subordinates go down and catch them."

Hearing this, Damour frowned, obviously disagreeing with what he said. This Babu Tso usually doesn't deal with him very well, and when he gets the chance, he wants to ridicule him a few times, but this time it's a big deal, and it's not a joke. Just as he was about to refute him, Nuha laughed.

"Okay, this is the courage that our prairie men should have. This general will allow you to have a team, and you must capture these mice alive." Nuha agreed to Babutuo's request without hesitation.

Babutsuo happily led the order and brought a team of ten. Then he went down to the tunnel. The previous few people must have been accidentally caught in the plot of the Nanren. With preparations on their own side, such a thing will naturally not happen.

He entered the tunnel with confidence to know that what Damur said was right. This channel is really too small. I can't even straighten my waist. Only the cat can walk down on the waist.

Gee! Only southerners are suitable for drilling such holes, and they are all invisible mice.

A group of people filed in, and soon they were confused by the scene in front of them, and seven or eight passages of large and small size were cut into the wall of this cave. Each has no idea where it will lead. This made Babutuo embarrassed. With so many channels, which one should they take?

"Why don't you go in groups of two and go to see separately?" Someone suggested immediately.

Babu Tso thought about it, and that was all he could do. If he walked one road after another, he didn't know when he would be able to finish it. He nodded, "Okay! Let's go and check each other first, don't go far, and come back immediately if you find something wrong." He was still a little cautious. A little, after all, what happened to the five brothers just now is still in front of you.

Everyone responded and went their separate ways. They also knew that there was some danger here, otherwise they would not have lost manpower. Everyone clasped their waists, and clenched the unsheathed short blade with their right hand, cautiously guarding against detection.

Babu Tso did not move, he stood on the spot, still holding the knife in his hand, maintaining vigilance, as long as there was a problem on that side, he would quickly reinforce.

Not long after, people came out to report, and some people said that the way they went was a dead end, and they couldn't get through at all.

Some people also said that there was nothing unusual, it was just an ordinary passage, no different from where they were now.

After waiting for a while, there were still two people who didn't come out. Babutuo couldn't wait any longer. He clearly decided not to go far. Why haven't these two come out yet?

"Why don't we go and have a look." Someone suggested.

Babutuo thought so too, and simply agreed. The group walked towards the passage of the two, and it didn't take long to find that they were both dead.

Babu Tso was startled, and when he stepped forward, he saw that both of them had a short arrow stuck in their chests.

The two of them were obviously killed in one hit, otherwise there would be no movement. They were all wearing armor, how did such a small short arrow penetrate the armor and kill them with one hit?

Babutuo couldn't understand it, but he also knew that it must be the people from the south who were hiding in the dark and secretly shooting cold arrows, which made it hard to guard against. He also finally understood how the previous few people died. In this case, no matter how powerful a warrior is, I'm afraid they can't escape, right? What they face is not the unarmed southerners, but the southerners who will fight back and kill.

Everyone held their breath, they were not afraid to fight for their lives, but if they couldn't find an opponent, they were likely to die under a cold arrow, which made people a little uneasy. Aren't these people a living target, the air is very quiet, and some people have the intention to retreat. Before they go deep, they can save their lives by retreating in time.

There are also people who are vigilant around, wishing to catch the Nanren hiding in the dark and cut them into pieces.

"What should we do now? Why don't we go back first and report to the general?" Someone finally spoke up.

Babu Tso glared at him, how did he swear to the general just now? Go back now? Isn't it slapping yourself in the face?

"I'm going to look forward. Maybe the Nanren are in front. Our dead brothers will always have their blood sacrificed." He glanced at the crowd, "If you don't want to go, you can go back by yourself now."

As soon as these words came out, even a few people who retreated didn't dare to show it. If they escaped without the Nanren's action, their generals would also kill them.

Babutuo stepped out first, not noticing a dark shadow flashing past at another fork in the corner.

The black shadow cat leaned on the waist, got into another passage, turned a few more bays, and then stopped. This place is not like a slender passage, but it is more spacious, and it is no problem to accommodate a dozen people.

There were already a few people waiting there, and when a familiar figure came in, someone lit an oil lamp, and they were the village patrol.