The dark clouds cover the sun, and it is during the day, and the scene in the mountains is also quite gloomy.

After a night of fighting in Yingshan River, the battlefield still seemed quite messy at this time.

A large number of corpses fell to the ground, broken wood spread all over the ground, bloody scenes were everywhere, and a burnt smell filled the air...

When Zhao Shuang came here, what she paid most attention to was not the miserable scene here, but the depressed morale of the Qin army.

During the battle last night, Sima Han foresaw the crisis and then set up a trap to wait for the prey to take the bait. However, these preys that were trapped in the trap in turn destroyed the trap. That would be fine. If Bai Lu hadn't arrived, they would have been almost killed by Zhurong's tribe.

There is a huge difference in combat power between the enemy and us. Most of the military camps in Yingshanjian were recruited from the local area. This war made them realize the powerful strength of the giants in Zhurong's tribe, and their morale also declined.

If they continue, they will definitely not be able to withstand the next attack from Zhurong's troops. However, it will be very troublesome to transfer them to the rear and rotate new recruits.

Fear will spread. When these frightened soldiers return to the rear, it will not only not have a beneficial impact on other recruits, but will also bring these fears to the rest.

Moreover, these new recruits who have been frightened will have their own room to improve.

“Lord!”

Sima Han came to Zhao Shuang with a bad look on his face. After all, it was actually very ugly to see this battle.

"How many casualties?"

"Two hundred and sixteen people were injured and twenty-six people died."

At the beginning of the battle, Sima Han actually had the advantage, and the number of people killed and injured in this battle was far higher than the number of casualties on his own. However, almost all those who died and were captured were vassals of the Zhurong tribe, while only three of the real giants of the Zhurong tribe were captured.

These three prisoners were not dead, and were seriously injured. Each giant was tied up by more than a dozen large iron chains and had temporarily lost the ability to move.

When these three giants saw Zhao Shuang coming, they all showed hostility. They began to struggle. The Qin army soldiers finally surrendered them.

live.

"What a brave man!"

Zhao Shuang praised. During the war last night, in order to hide the secret, Zhurong's tribe dispatched dozens of giants, and the remaining hundreds were vassals. However, the soldiers of more than a thousand people in this camp were ineffective? With defense, they left them to come and go, and suffered considerable casualties.

"Heal these giants."

Zhao Shuang gave an order? Everyone around him was a little hesitant. But he did not dare to disobey Zhao Shuang's orders.

"Sima Han!"

"I'm here!"

"How many people can be mobilized in the camp?"

"Including minor injuries, there are about 800 more people."

"The defense here will be left to Bai Lu and two hundred Yulin for now? And mobilize soldiers from Zhao Xin's army from the rear to garrison. You gather more than 800 people and follow me."

Sima Han was puzzled? He just experienced a big battle? After a while, where is his master going?

"Lord, where are we going?"

"Zhurong tribe!"

After Zhao Shuang said something, Sima Han was stunned. Just when he was a little at a loss? Zhao Shuang had already left. But Bai Lu, who came from behind, had her eyes wide open and her face showed a look of admiration.

"Our Lord is not only handsome, but also serious..."

Looking at Bai Lu's stupid face, Sima Han rolled his eyes.

"Do you know where the Lord is going?"

"where?"

"Zhurong tribe!"

Bai Lu's face, which was a little illusory on his face, changed? But what disappointed Sima Han was that not only did not improve, but he became even more illusory.

"I am worthy of being the Lord! I can do what others cannot do."

“…”

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When Limang led a group of defeated soldiers back to the stronghold in the mountains, he looked like he was not as depressed as he had after the defeat? Instead, he was full of anger.

Limang doesn't care about those vassals' deaths. And the chain reaction that will arise next? What Limang is worried about.

No matter what? His sneak attack failed? It would shake morale. This place of Bashu is not only Shushan and Zhurong tribe, but the rest of the major forces are also staring at it.

Once there is turmoil in Zhurong’s tribe, those major forces will rush to compete for those vassals.

After all, this is a pyramid-structured jungle society, and the Zhurong tribe is at the top. Unlike the Zhou emperor's enfeoffment of princes, the Zhurong tribe has absolute right to deal with the vassals.

It can be said that no matter which level these vassals are on the top of the pyramid, they are almost slaves.

Of course, such relationships are traditionally bound by the barbarians.

This is a transaction. These vassals provide supplies and soldiers to major forces such as Zhurong tribe; while, in turn, the Zhurong tribe gives these vassals security and land.

But the problem is that there is more than one boss. When Zhurong tribe is in decline, these tribes that want to survive can naturally change to a more overwhelming boss.

"No, action must be taken."

Without even taking a sip of Limangshui, he immediately stood up and ordered his men.

"How surprised, all the soldiers in the tribe who can hold black bamboo swords will come with me."

"Chief, do you want to..."

"That's right!"

Limang said firmly.

"We suffered too much loss in the battle last night. Not many soldiers from those tribes came back. It would be difficult to ask them to send troops."

"No need for those people, I, Zhurong's tribe, have people to join myself!"

"Chief, think twice! Those Qin people are numerous, and we have no advantage in the attack on Yingshanjian. Once the war is delayed, a large number of Qin reinforcements will come, and we will not be worth the loss."

"So what? Will I, Limang, be afraid of that boy?" Limang shouted angrily, "Go quickly!"

I was surprised to summon the soldiers. After a long time, a heavy drum sounded in Limang's ears.

That is a signal that will only be sent when foreign enemies invade.

"Okay! The news of my defeated army spread so quickly. I want to see who is not afraid of death and comes to me to fight Qiufeng!"

Limang originally thought that other Shu forces came to poach, but unexpectedly, his subordinates rushed over and reported completely different answers.

"That Qin man Fengjun brought people to fight!"

So fast?

Limang was shocked and his hands shook.

"How many people did he bring?"

"It's only a few hundred. It seems that the group of Qin troops we fought with last night."

Limang breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face. He thought that the Qin man Fengjun brought tens of thousands of people to find a place, but only a few hundred people were brought. Then, Limang stood up and picked up the long black knife leaning against the chair.
Chapter completed!