Blue, Red and White Dark Abyss Cauldron

A group of more than thirty people walked down the mountain. Along the way, they saw groups of slaves hiding behind rocks and in the grass. They then called on them to go down the mountain together, and the number of people gradually increased.

After walking another half a mile, I suddenly heard someone shouting, "Mu Tou, is that you?"

Chu Xiaomu looked towards the direction where the voice came from and was surprised and delighted. It turned out that the person was Huai Xiaomeng.

Huai Xiaomeng pulled a person out from the bushes, and it turned out to be Xuan Youzhu. The two ran to the front of Chu Xiaomu's group, and they were very happy to see each other again.

Huai Xiaomeng said to Chu Xiaomu, "Mu Tou, you are not dead yet, that's great. We should go find Adou next. Do you know where he is?"

Chu Xiaomu said: "Adou is in the third dormitory of Liannu Bing. Let's go find him now."

Xuan Youzhu bowed to everyone and said, "Brother Chu, Xuanying, it's a pleasure to meet you." His voice was hoarse.

Chu Xiaomu hadn't seen him for a few months. He didn't expect Xuan Youzhu's hair and beard to be mostly gray. His face looked like an old man in his sixties or seventies. His carefully combed beard was now messy. Moreover, the clothes on his back were in tatters, and it seemed that he had been beaten a lot. He couldn't help but feel sad and nodded to him.

Xuan Ying didn't even look at Xuan You Zhu, just pretending that he didn't exist. However, Xuan You Zhu didn't mind Xuan Ying's attitude, he looked Xuan Ying up and down, with a look of delight on his face.

Chu Xiaomu, Xuanying, Yu Aqi, Huai Xiaomeng and others led the group down the mountain. They invited slaves to join the group when they met them along the way. The number of people increased. When they reached the slave house on the mountainside, there were already four or five hundred people.

Some of the raw slaves were unwilling to join, so they had to let them go.

It was midsummer, and the slaves were all dressed in short blue cloth jackets, with their hair tied up in a bun. They marched in a uniform and mighty procession on the small path of Jiaoshan, looking quite imposing from a distance.

Luo Daxi looked at the long line of slaves behind him and said, "I have seen such a large group of people several times in Baijun City. I remember one time when the Lord of Yong City was parading around the city to worship the spirits. A hundred black, red, yellow and white horses led the way in front. The Lord of Yong City sat in a sedan chair carried by thirty-six people, and there were hundreds or even thousands of people following behind. That momentum, wow... But our momentum is not much different. If those warriors dare to come up the mountain, I guarantee that they will be beaten to a pulp and cry for their parents!"

Hai Wuqing blinked his bulging eyes a few times, grunted, and said, "That's good, this way we can escape and don't have to be slaves anymore."

Gao Yijue said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. What else can he do except bragging? We are a bunch of rabble, so hungry that we can't even walk steadily. How can we fight against those warriors in armor? If it were back then, I would be wearing heavy armor from Jieyan and holding a mountain-splitting club. I could beat a hundred bronze-armored soldiers like those in Jinyang City..."

Luo Daxi interrupted him and said disdainfully: "Look who is bragging, one person can beat a hundred people, how can you say that!"

Everyone had not eaten in the morning and were already extremely hungry. Without waiting for Chu Xiaomu and others to lead the way, they scrambled into the kitchen, brought out pots and buckets of food, and started eating.

The raw slaves fought over the food, grabbing it with their hands, scooping it with ladles, and serving it with bowls, fearing that they would eat less than others.

Two people even argued over a pot of meat until their faces turned red. One of them cursed, "Why do you think you can eat such a big pot of meat all by yourself?!"

Another person cursed: "Whoever grabs it, it belongs to him. What the hell is it to you?!"

The man before cursed, "If I can't eat it, you can't eat it either. No one can eat it!" He kicked the large bowl of meat to the ground and stomped on it a few more times.

The latter got furious and started fighting with him with his fists. In the end, the two of them wrestled together on the ground, pinching, scratching, and biting each other, using all the techniques they had been born with.

Chu Xiaomu was very anxious, thinking that the soldiers were coming from the mountain. At this critical moment, these people first thought of scrambling for food to fill their stomachs. By then, they would be dead, so what was the point of eating more? He shouted a few times that it was important to meet the enemy, but no one paid attention to him.

I felt very sad for a moment, thinking that the purpose of life is just to fight for food, so what was wrong with them?

Xuanying walked up to the two fighting slaves with a big knife in his hand, and with two swipes of the knife, he chopped off one arm of each of them. The two men immediately howled like pigs being slaughtered.

Blood splattered on half of Xuanying's face, looking extremely terrifying.

Everyone was shocked by his aura and fell silent for a moment.

Xuanying said coldly: "If you want to live, come here. If you don't want to live, get away from me!" Gao Yijue opened his mouth in shock, thinking how come this guy is much more ferocious than my Bairen Tiguan?

Naturally, all the slaves wanted to survive, so they hurriedly took a few more mouthfuls of food and surrounded Chu Xiaomu, Xuanying, Yu Aqi and the others.

Chu Xiaomu said: "The people from Jinyang City will go up the mountain soon. We need to come up with a proper way to deal with them."

Everyone talked about it. Some said to flee to the mountains, they would leave if they couldn't find anyone, most people immediately refuted, saying that Jiaoshan was surrounded by the Kun River, which was a hundred feet wide, on the north, west and south sides, and it was impossible to escape, the best they could do was hide in the mountains, but those people in Jinyang City were not fools, even if they left for a while, they would take away all the raw and cooked food, and we would all starve to death in the mountains.

Some said that we have four or five hundred people, and those soldiers only have about a hundred people, so if four fight one, we will definitely win.

Huai Xiaomeng stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar. The man slapped and hit him but couldn't break free. He angrily said, "What are you doing, kid?"

Huai Xiaomeng gently pushed him away and said, "You can't even beat me, and you still want to beat those soldiers from Jinyang City? One of them can beat ten of them!"

Some said they might as well fight them, since they only have one life, and it would not be a pity to die. Everyone shook their heads and said, "Your life is worthless, but mine is not. It is more interesting to live."

Chu Xiaomu took a look at the group of slaves and saw that they were all pale, thin and listless. They had absolutely nothing in the way of "momentum" and could not withstand a single blow from the soldiers of Jinyang City.

He said, "Although we have a large number of people, most of us are not strong enough, and we have no weapons or horses. We will definitely not be able to defeat them in a head-on fight. Now the only chance for us to win is to set a trap, find a dangerous place to ambush them, and catch them off guard. Only then can we win."

Yu Aqi said, "That's right. I counted and there are only 28 swords in total among all of us. We don't have any armor or shields. It's not wise to confront them head-on. The other side has armor and swords, as well as a lot of horses. There's no way we can fight them. We're just meat targets in front of them."

Xuanying nodded, agreeing with Yu Aqi's words.