Dressed as a super rare female, being chased and pampered by the big guys

The moon is bright and clear.

A burst of rapid clanging gongs suddenly resounded through the valley, awakening countless people from their dreams. All the barbarians put on their clothes and stood up, and the young and strong took up their weapons and assembled.

"The imperial army is coming!"

"hurry up!!"

Nian Tu stood in the middle of the protective circle of the guards, looking around and admiring the scene before him.

There is only a narrow gap between the two peaks. If people stand in between and look up, they can see that the sky is compressed into a long, narrow line, and the sunlight casts faint and hazy light and shadow on the rock wall.

Such a magnificent landscape is often called a line of sky, which is very suitable for tourism development. Now it has become a natural shelter for these barbarians.

In fact, she didn't want to ruin the scenery here.

If only they could surrender at the right time...

Through the high stone wall, the people inside seemed to have gathered and started shouting to the outside, Mandarin mixed with barbarian language. Nian Tu pricked up his ears and listened to what he half understood. He tried hard to guess and understood what they meant. It was probably that the people outside should not think of attacking, and not to waste time with them, just pack up and get out, and go back to where they came from.

"Dazhi, come here!" Aaron pointed to the man who was the most eloquent and familiar with the barbarian language among his subordinates, and asked him to come forward to respond.

The man had a loud voice and was born to curse. He opened his mouth and hit the barbarians' sore spots directly. "Barbarians inside, open the door and surrender quickly! Your leader Mengcang is waiting for you in the prison! Do you know why we found this place so quickly? It was he who told us how to find your trace!!"

Being elected as the chief, Mengcang has always been quite prestigious among the barbarians for many years. When the barbarians heard about it, they were furious. They felt ashamed that the chief was captured, and they also did not believe that the chief would betray them.

"He lied!"

"Slander! He is slandering the chief!"

"Shut up!"

Hearing the chaotic shouting inside, the man who was shouting sneered, "A bunch of idiots, you still don't believe it even after being sold!"

His voice became even louder. "That wimp Mengcang couldn't stand the interrogation. He confessed everything after just a few interrogations. He even shouted that his father-in-law had harmed him. He told us to catch his father-in-law and take him back to the capital to be cut into pieces!"

"That old man is full of bad intentions. He instigated Mengcang to take you to do bad things. Otherwise, you would have lived a good life and were all good citizens. How could you have fallen to the point you are today? When he encountered danger, he abandoned Mengcang and ran away very quickly, which shows his low moral character! Now he is even implicated you and using you as a gun..."

As he cursed, his tone became more alluring, "The general said that as long as that old man dies, the other prisoners will not be killed if they surrender!"

Under the stone wall, the old man's face turned pale when he heard the shouting, and he felt that the eyes of the people around him were looking at him strangely.

He hurriedly tried to calm the troops, "Don't listen to his instigation! This must be another trick of Zong Shouyuan! He wants to trick you into opening the gates and surrendering!"

"Don't think the court will really let you go! As long as you have our blood in your veins, you will always be inferior to others! If you surrender, you may not be killed, but you will definitely be enslaved, and your descendants will be slaves!"

"As long as we guard this door, they can't do anything to us! Otherwise, why would they waste their breath and use such tricks to trick us out?!"

Who would want to be a slave if they could be a free commoner? Even if they lived in the mountains in extremely poor conditions, it was better than having their lives handed over to others with a slave contract. If they met a good master, they were lucky. Most slaves would be beaten and scolded, and no one would care even if they were beaten to death.

The old man's words touched everyone's heart. Some people who had originally wanted to kill him and open the gate to surrender quietly suppressed the idea and decided to defend the gate to the death.

The man in charge of the quarrel continued to curse.

His curses were sharp, harsh and extremely insulting, angering the barbarians inside several times. Some of the hot-tempered ones wanted to rush out with weapons in hand and fight to the death, but they were suppressed by the old man.

The stalemate lasted for an unknown amount of time. The night gradually faded, the sky began to turn pale, and both sides inevitably felt sleepy.

Zong Shouyuan glanced at the man whose voice had begun to fail, signaling him to come back.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour to think about it. If you surrender, you won't be killed. Otherwise, no matter how dead or wounded you are, that's it." As soon as his voice came out, the whole army fell silent and solemn. The barbarians hiding in the valley had their hair standing on end, and they felt as if their throats were bitten by wild beasts.

“Stop pretending here!” The old man sneered, “Come in if you have the guts! Grandpa is waiting for you here!!”

This canyon has only a rugged path that can accommodate one person, and now it has been blocked by a wall. It is not easy to climb over. They have both archers and boiling oil here. Anyone who dares to climb will be treated with thousands of arrows piercing the heart and hot oil pouring on the body.

The air fell silent for a moment.

The slightest movement could stir up fear and trembling in the old man's heart. He forced himself to stand up straight and stared at the stone wall in front of him. A quarter of an hour was not a long time, but for him, every second felt like a year.

The time came and a bugle call sounded.

There were countless footsteps outside, and all the barbarians' hearts were in their throats.

"Ha... they've retreated!" The old man listened carefully, his eyes suddenly widened and his eyebrows were full of joy. "Did you hear that? They've retreated!!"

The footsteps were clearly retreating away, not a charge at all.

He won this round! He said that Zong Shouyuan was just playing tricks and was not worth fearing, let alone surrendering.

The barbarians showed smiles of surviving a disaster on their faces, shouted in celebration, bowed to the old man and called for his leader.

It was the old leader who led them through this crisis!

In the past, people did not trust the old man very much, and they were still worried about the captured King Mengcang. However, after defending the city all night, they had already bowed down to the old man and willingly and spontaneously supported him as the new leader.

If the old leader can lead them to successfully hold their position once, they can do it a second time, a third time... until the imperial court is no longer willing to waste troops and food on them, then they will be completely free from the danger of genocide and can return to their previous life.

"It's time to celebrate!"

"That so-called great general is nothing special! He can only play tricks and schemes!"

"Next time they dare to come, I will shoot them with arrows from the stone wall! Maybe I can kill the general with one arrow!"

The whole valley was filled with joy. People were bragging and boasting, and were having a great time.

Just as he was laughing, suddenly, a loud rumbling sound that shook the earth came down on his head.

With a loud “BOOM!!!” the sky seemed to collapse.