Armed with a machete and a gun, armed with a system, they fled the famine.

Chapter 463 Things Don't Always Go As Planned

They actually had many opportunities, but since he had already spoken, he had to win everyone over and, ideally, kill Wutuhu tonight.

Wutuhu must have been exhausted after running all night.

The remaining barbarian soldiers looked at each other, completely undecided.

Finally, some people, unable to bear being led around aimlessly in the Yulin Mountains by Wutuhu any longer, gritted their teeth and said, "I agree, I support this."

One has two.

Immediately afterwards, others also expressed their agreement.

Once everyone had reached a consensus, the man squinted at Wutuhu lying under the big tree and quietly made a gesture behind him.

Then everyone, armed with broadswords, tiptoed step by step toward Wutuhu under the big tree.

Wutuhu, filled with fear and trepidation, had long since fallen into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.

He was arrogant and never imagined that his soldiers would unite to plot a rebellion.

Just as the man and the others approached Wutuhu, Wutuhu, who had been sleeping like a dead pig, suddenly opened his eyes.

Suddenly seeing so many people in front of him, he stared and asked, "What are you doing?"

The man's heart pounded wildly. He gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and raised his broadsword to slash at Wutuhu.

"Wu Tu Hu, die!"

"What are you all standing there for? Get to work!"

Thus, Wutuhu only had time to reach the broadsword in his hand before his men, who surrounded him, hacked him to pieces and killed him.

It was such a miserable death.

After finishing the attack, the man wiped the blood splattered on his face and said to the remaining men with a gloomy look in his eyes, "Wu Tu Hu is dead. We can't stay here any longer. We need to find a way to get down the mountain as soon as possible. Everyone, pack your things and let's go now."

After saying that, he immediately took the lead and hurried forward.

Seeing this, the others also turned and left.

As for Wutuhu, only his mount stayed obediently under the tree, anxiously pawing at its hind legs.

The sky gradually brightened.

Yang Sanlang and Yu Hao led their men to find them by following the trail.

When Yang Sanlang saw the scattered and broken-down Wutuhu under the big tree, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Yu Hao exclaimed in surprise, grinning as he said to Yang Sanlang, "Brother Yang, isn't this Wutuhu? My goodness, how come he's been chopped into eight pieces?"

Someone saw how Wutuhu died and quickly ran to the side to vomit.

The ground was covered in intestines and internal organs; it was utterly disgusting.

Despite his discomfort, Yang Sanlang went forward to check on the horse and then handed the black warhorse to his men to lead.

After surveying the surroundings, he said with dark eyes, "Wu Tu Hu was killed by his men. They left not long ago, so we can still catch up with them."

After saying that, he took the lead and chased after the barbarians in the direction they had fled.

Seeing this, Yu Hao and the others followed.

On the way, they encountered many barbarian soldiers who had fled the previous night, and Yang Sanlang and his men dealt with them all without hesitation.

Keeping them around is just asking for trouble; it's better to kill them and be done with it.

Wu Tu Hu brought as many as 60,000 barbarian soldiers into Yulin Mountain. A few days ago, Yang Sanlang and his men tricked and killed some of them. Last night, many more were killed by wolves. Many of those who escaped also died from hunger and disease.

Therefore, apart from the more than 5,000 people who killed Wutuhu, the remaining number was less than 30,000.

However, the more than 30,000 people who escaped were dealt with one by one by Yang Sanlang and his men.

By the time Yang Sanlang and his men found the five thousand barbarians, the number of barbarians who had entered Yulin Mountain was actually less than ten thousand.

Yang Sanlang looked at the disheveled barbarian soldiers in front of him, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

Keeping these barbarians around is irresponsible of the people outside the mountains; they must deal with these barbarians one by one.

Without thinking twice, he quickly gestured to the surroundings.

Then, he took the lead and was the first to charge towards the barbarian soldiers.

These barbarian soldiers were already terrified, and now, seeing Yang Sanlang's ghostly skills, they were utterly despondent and had no strength left to resist.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Sanlang and his men had dealt with the five thousand barbarians one by one.

Yang Sanlang wiped his broadsword clean and instructed Yu Hao, "Haozi, I'm leaving you two thousand men. Take your men and bury the barbarians we've killed along the way on the spot. Before you bury them, check their bodies for anything useful."

He's been busy dealing with these barbarians these past two days; once someone's been killed, they're gone. He hasn't had time to pick up any scraps.

Now he's not in a hurry anymore.

Wu Tu Hu and his tens of thousands of troops were almost wiped out by them. He would take his men to deal with the rest as soon as possible, while Yu Hao and his men would be responsible for digging pits and burying the remaining people.

Yu Hao was very obedient this time and replied, "Okay, Brother Yang, don't worry, I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

"Ah."

Yang Sanlang nodded slightly, then left with the others.

He led his men to search from south to north, finding many escaped barbarian soldiers along the way.

It took them two days to find and kill all the barbarian soldiers who were stranded in Yulin Mountain.

Yu Hao also led his men to search the bodies of the barbarian soldiers who had been killed and then buried them on the spot.

They even skinned two hundred wolves.

Too much wolf meat was not tasty, so Yang Sanlang had people dig a pit to bury the wolf meat. The wolf skin was simply processed and then rolled up and tied to the horse's back.

Having dealt with these matters, Yang Sanlang prepared to lead his men down the mountain and head north.

At this time, the northern lands were engulfed in war.

Two days after Zhang Liang returned to Yuncheng, he finally received an army of 100,000 men from Dingzhou.

So he gathered 80,000 troops from Jinzhou and 100,000 from Dingzhou, making a total of 180,000 troops, and headed north.

The northern earthen city was the place guarded by Dou's army.

Wu Tuxiong and Gao Da, with their 200,000-strong army behind them, were eyeing them menacingly.

They hesitated to make any rash moves, waiting for news from Wutuhu in the south.

Unfortunately, they had been waiting for quite some time, and had sent out several waves of people, but none of them had returned alive.

Gao Da's heart was pounding for days, and he also discussed it with Wu Tu Xiong for several days.

He wanted to withdraw his troops back to the capital, but Wutuxiong had the exact opposite opinion.

Wutu Xiong wanted to take down Dou's army in the north.

The two argued about this for several days, and finally decided that if there was still no news from Wutuhu after three days, they would withdraw their troops.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

Two days later, Zhang Liang arrived at Tucheng with 180,000 reinforcements.

Dou Huai'an breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the imperial reinforcements had finally arrived.

Zhang Liang hurriedly presented the imperial edict.

“Brother Dou, I have delivered the person to you. Brother Yang is leading his men to hunt down Wutuhu in Yulin Mountain. He asked me to come and help you first.”

Dou Huai'an took the imperial edict, read through its contents quickly, and then patted Zhang Liang hard on the shoulder twice.

"It's good that you can come. The Gundam on the other side hasn't made any moves yet, so we can wait for Saburo and the others."