After another three days, Thunder Dragon finally returned to his camp with his troops.
After meeting Ren Ning and reporting on the process of the trip, Lei Long said eagerly: "Sir, what should we do with these nearly a thousand people?"
He had no extra weapons on hand, so he temporarily trained this group of people and could not send them to the battlefield.
Ren Ning was thinking about quelling the rebel army and casually replied: "Half of the people will chop down trees and make arrows, and the other half will make whistles and ropes. The rest will depend on the situation. If there is still time, we will train."
The rope is understandable, but as for the whistle?
Thunder Dragon almost doubted his ears and was about to ask why, but he quickly shut up and turned around to send out the mission.
Niu Shusheng sat silently under a big tree.
On the way here, they already knew the identities of Thunder Dragon and others.
The soldiers of Dingxi County are working hard to resist the invasion of Xiliang.
He raised his head and glanced west.
Although separated by the vast Luoxia Mountains and the huge Dingxi County, the people of Xiliang, Niu Shusheng or Laigu are no strangers.
Almost every harvest season, they could almost hear passing caravans or travelers telling stories about the Xiliang people invading and plundering Dingxi County.
Even more than forty years ago, Xiliang crossed Luoxia Mountain and fought all the way to Misty County and Tianshui County...
Hearing that Lei Long said that he wanted them to fight with the Xiliang people, Niu Shusheng and others breathed a sigh of relief, and then followed them silently.
If you don't follow, you will definitely starve to death or end up working as a waiter in that bandit den again; if you follow, you will most likely die, but at least you will have something to fill your stomach before you die.
Death is everywhere, and it is better to be killed by Xiliang people than to be eaten.
At least after arriving at Jiuquan Underworld, I can still shout proudly: I am a hero who died in battle.
"Niu Shusheng," just as he was thinking, Thunder Dragon's bodyguard came over and gave him a knife.
"Stop sitting there, time is running out. You take 500 people to make whistles, at least 1,500. At the same time, ask the women to go find the vines to make ropes, and make as many as possible."
"Everyone else is going to chop down trees and make arrows! The sharper, the better, and the more of the same, the better."
Without even thinking, Niu Shusheng led the first five hundred people and turned around and headed into the forest.
Others also took knives and left.
In the big tent, Thunder Dragon couldn't help but say: "Sir, I took my people away for ten days. How are the Blood Moon people doing now?"
Ren Ning didn't even raise his head, just pointed to a pile of paper next to him, "That's the news from Lei Er. You can read it yourself."
Thunder Dragon was overjoyed and quickly picked it up to take a closer look.
After the Blood Moon Eagle soared to the west, it wasn't long before he was questioned by the supervisors sent by the Prairie Royal Court.
It's just that he withstood the pressure and didn't make even half a step forward.
"Continue to attack?"
"If we fall into the trap set by the Yunchui people, it won't be you supervisors who die, but my living members."
Despite this, Blood Moon Yingxiang still sent several groups of scouts to investigate the situation.
Thunder Dragon left for ten days, and Ren Ning was not idle either.
He took Huang Ming to the trapped dragon's nest to meet up with Lei Er, and by the way, he killed all the scouts sent by Xueyue Yingxiang.
To the west, Blood Moon Camp.
"What's going on?" Xue Yue Yingxiang was simply unbelievable.
He sent batch after batch of scouts to the trapped dragon's nest, some were novices, some were experienced and some were even elites, but most of them never returned.
Occasionally one or two come back, but they only know that there are a large number of assassination masters from Yunchui Ren around the trapped dragon's nest.
Often they are targeted by the enemy before they even get close, and die before they can react.
"Assassination masters, and in large numbers!"
Xueyue Yingxiang touched his neck and suddenly felt a chill on his back. So he didn't dare to march eastward.
Even the supervisor almost jumped up and pointed at his nose and scolded him.
Xiliang Prairie, Benlu Tribe.
The Blood Moon Eagle soared over the dead pig and was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. He refused to go east by saying, "The situation ahead is unclear, and marching rashly will only lead to death."
Even the supervisors couldn't do anything to him.
But his father, the leader of the Blood Moon Tribe, couldn't sit still.
Huo Ling, who was blocking the front of the Benlu tribe, had already lost his troops, but he still held on there like a hard bone, preventing his men from advancing even half a step.
The son is unwilling to attack forward, and I cannot attack forward.
For a moment, the other tribes looked at Xue Yue in strange ways.
Especially the Angel tribe.
They mainly attacked the Yangguan Ancient Road and Dingxi City, the capital of Dingxi County.
Both of them are tough, and Angel paid a heavy price but still achieved little results.
The clan leader, An Wenkang, is in his hometown and has sent the third batch of clan members to the battlefield. At the same time, the clansmen in front are also eagerly waiting for the food and baggage behind.
However, no matter how long they waited, the food and grass they needed were either stuck in the Benlu Tribe and could not move; or they were stopped by the Yanqi Fortress after not taking a few steps, and eventually became the fortress' rations.
The Angelians were so angry that they cursed Blood Moon for being incompetent.
In addition, my hometown was attacked by a gang of bald soldiers a few days ago, and I still haven’t figured out whether the attacker was from Yunchui or Xiliang.
With all kinds of situations happening together, An Wenkang and elders of all ethnic groups would inevitably have their thoughts drawn to them.
For a moment, Angel's offensive movements also slowed down.
With their delay, all the pressure from the Prairie Royal Court fell on Xue Yue.
"March east immediately! Open the post road to Laigu County as soon as possible. Otherwise, the king will take you for granted."
When Xue Yue Yingxiang received his father's handwritten letter, he let out a long sigh.
"All troops go out!" He could only bite the bullet and order his men to go east.
While walking, I picked up my old trade: burning mountains.
All the mountains and forests on both sides of the post road were set on fire. They would not move forward until they were burned to the point where no one could hide.
"Xueyue Yingxiang, what are you doing?" The supervisor was furious, "Are you marching? It's obviously perfunctory."
It's really hard for him to understand.
There are clearly only Thunder Dragon's 2,000-odd men in front of them, and there is no city to block them. Blood Moon Yingxiang's men have more than 15,000 people. If they encounter one, they might be able to drown the Thunder Dragon with saliva.
However, Blood Moon Yingxiang has been dragging his feet, unwilling to move forward, and even moved back a few days ago.
This is really unreasonable.
"This supervisory army has just received news. Yun Chui's rebel army has pacified half of Laigu County. If you don't open up this post road, I'm afraid there will be no need to fight again in the future."
"At that time, father and son will go to the royal court together to plead guilty to the king."
Xue Yue Yingxiang looked at him coldly, "I wonder if Lord Supervisory Army knows that there are a large number of Yun Chui Ren's assassination masters in the trapped dragon's nest in front of me. A batch of my scouts will die if they go there?"
"So what?" Supervisor was confused.
"So you were assassinated too."
After saying that, Xue Yue Yingxiang suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the supervisor in front of him, and directly broke his neck.
"you you……"
The four followers of the supervisor were trembling with fear.
"What did you guys see?" Xue Yue Yingxiang smiled.
Some people responded quickly.
"Back to the Young Patriarch, Yun Chui is as cunning as a fox. Supervisor Li was negligent for a moment and was unfortunately assassinated. We were not well protected, so let the Young Patriarch punish us."
Others were not slow to respond either.
"The Young Patriarch of the Blood Moon is leading his troops to attack eastward. On the way, they encountered stubborn resistance from the Yunchui people. The Young Patriarch repelled several Yunchui people's attacks. Both sides suffered casualties and are resting."
"Well, you have good eyesight. Please report it to your superiors."
Xueyue Yingxiang patted their shoulders so hard that they almost fell to the ground in fear, and then turned and left.