"If the imperial court continues to stalemate with us for one more day, it will cost a lot of money. They will never keep wasting time," the old man said firmly, patting King Mengcang on the shoulder to reassure him.

As long as they can wait until Zong Shouyuan leaves and the army retreats, they will be safe and can move back to the village at the foot of the mountain to live.

King Mengcang seemed to have found his backbone. He pulled himself together and got up from his chair. "I will follow your instructions."

After being chased by Zong Shouyuan for more than three months, the barbarian villages had been destroyed and almost all the leaders of the tribes had been captured. The remaining population merged into a large village and moved to Xiaguangling deep in the mountains under the leadership of the great leader King Mengcang.

The terrain here is dangerous, with miasma everywhere and countless lush trees blocking out the sun. Even if there is no land for farming, people will not starve to death in a short time by collecting the gifts of nature.

The barbarians were making unusual movements, and the information was quickly transmitted to Ningzhou Prefecture.

Upon learning that the entire clan was moving deeper into the mountains, the generals in the army became extremely annoyed. They felt that this group of barbarians were like a turtle hiding in its shell, or like a rat digging holes everywhere.

Zong Shouyuan read the intelligence and called a few barbarians who had surrendered before, "Are you familiar with Xiaguangling?"

Since surrendering, several barbarians had been hoping to redeem themselves for meritorious service. When they were called over, their faces were filled with excitement. However, when they heard the word "Xiaguangling", their smiles froze.

After hesitating for a long time, one of them mustered up the courage to speak, "That place is very strange, and we can't say we know the way. Usually, almost no one dares to go there. If you are not careful, you can easily get trapped in the mountains. Only the elderly in the tribe are familiar with that place..."

He carefully observed Zong Shouyuan's expression and bowed his head. "If the general needs it, I am willing to try my best to lead the way for the general."

Hearing this, the other people also expressed their loyalty and said they were willing to do their best.

Zong Shouyuan did not say whether to use them or not. He asked them to explain the topography and environment of Xiaguangling in detail, then waved his hand and asked them to leave.

……

Ten days passed by.

Apart from the headaches caused to the generals, the movements of the barbarians did not have any impact on the ordinary soldiers.

The Fuyuan Army still trains as usual and eats enthusiastically every day. When they open their eyes in the morning, it is another day full of hope.

The barbarians in Xiaguangling did not have an easy life.

There was no food left in the village. Except for the chief and his uncle who could eat refined rice and flour, the other tribesmen could only pick wild fruits and vegetables around the village to fill their stomachs. Fearing wild beasts, they dared not go too far. Occasionally they could find a nest of bird eggs, which was a rare improvement in their food.

There was no end in sight for such days. Everyone was pale and thin, and kept praying that the imperial army would retreat quickly and not waste time with them.

However, no matter how they prayed, the imperial army never retreated. Instead, the village welcomed unexpected visitors.

It was late at night, and there was no light anywhere in the village. The night watchman was taking a nap on the sentry tower when he suddenly heard some unusual movements not far from the village gate.

"Who?!" He stood up with a start, drew his bow and aimed in that direction. Other patrolmen also rushed over following his shout, holding their weapons tightly, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Were they soldiers from the imperial court? Or were they wild beasts in the mountains?

Amid the tense atmosphere, a few people rustled out from the dark shadows of the trees, whistling rhythmically in a beat and tune that only people in the village knew.

"...Mu Da? Mu San?"

The patrolman narrowed his eyes, looked carefully, and recognized the identities of two of them. They were two brothers who used to work for the chief.

Although they were acquaintances, their vigilance did not decrease in the slightest. They surrounded the uninvited guests, their eyes full of scrutiny, "Aren't you staying in Ningzhou Prefecture?"

To put it bluntly, these people are traitors.

"...Alas, it's a long story." Mu Da never mentioned the betrayal of the village. He just said that he couldn't explain it clearly at the moment. He shook his head and sighed for a long time, turned sideways, and pointed behind him, "We brought some food and cloth to the village."

food??

"!!!"

When they heard that there was food, everyone's eyes lit up immediately. They all glued their eyes to the bags, unable to move away, and their grip on the weapons loosened a lot.

Mu Da and others carried those things and walked into the village without being stopped.

Just after taking a few steps, a flickering flame ignited in front of him and countless noisy footsteps hurried over. It turned out that the great leader King Mengcang and his uncle heard the noise and brought people to check out the situation.

Seeing the faces of several traitors, Mengcang became furious and his face immediately turned blue.

“King!” Before he could start, Mu Da led his men to kneel down, tears streaming down his face like a river. “We are guilty! We regret it!!”

Several people cried together, tears streaming down their faces, and they denounced Zong Shouyuan for being such a coward. He used threats and bribes to keep them, but then humiliated them like animals. He even stepped on the lowest-ranking slaves under the banner of "those who are not of our race must have different hearts."

"Arong was beaten to death by them, hung upside down... beaten to death. We couldn't stand it any longer. When we heard that the whole clan had moved to Xiaguangling, we started planning to escape..."

Seeing them covered in dust and looking miserable, with wounds all over their bodies when they rolled up their sleeves, and hearing their tearful cries, Mengcang couldn't help but frown in sympathy.

Traitors are despicable, but they should not be treated so harshly and humiliated just because they are barbarians.

Indignant scolding could be heard all around; the barbarians could only too empathize with the plight of their own people.

The old man next to Mengcang stood still, his expression unclear on his wrinkled face, and suspicion and inquiry were hidden in his eyes.

"How did you escape?"

You can't blame him for being suspicious. These guys are traitors after all. No matter how nicely they say something, it may not be the truth. It could be a conspiracy.

Talking about the process of escaping, several people talked in a chaotic manner. They did not live together in Ningzhou Prefecture, and the plans they had planned were also varied. They had agreed in advance to take action tonight, and at the agreed time, they would escape from the city gate and reunite, and then go into the mountains together.

There was a lot of buzzing noise, which made the old man feel overwhelmed, but he couldn't hear any flaws.

"Time is urgent and the journey is dangerous. We just tried our best to steal some food and cloth that we could get our hands on." Mu Da was talking, and tears suddenly fell again. He couldn't even cry. He took out a cylindrical object from his arms with trembling hands, "And, and this..."

There was still blood on the thing, in a half-dried state. When Mu San, who was standing by, saw it, he burst into heart-wrenching tears.

Their appearance frightened the old man, "…What is this?"

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