Before the cavalry could climb down from the tree, there were footsteps in the forest again.
This time, it was not as complicated as before, but it had a bit of urgency.
Dahu looked straight and saw a guy with colorful patterns painted on his body and white powder on his face. He came forward naked and only used a piece of animal skin to wrap the important parts of his lower body. He was rushing towards the place where they were from the woods.
He ran over in the opposite direction, with a blood-red feather stuck on his shoulder.
After Dahu's experience, he could naturally recognize this guy at a glance as one of the barbarians in the dense forest.
Moreover, it can be seen from the decorations on his body that this guy must have a high status in the clan.
Seeing the guy running towards him, Dahu tapped his toes and grabbed the rope with one hand. The man was already flying down from the tree crown. While in the air, he pulled out his long knife and pointed at the man's chest with a swipe. "
stop!"
The barbarian was still looking back and forth when he suddenly heard a voice coming from the front. His legs almost gave out and he fell to the ground. When he saw Dahu's face clearly, he could see the panic on his face.
The look on his face faded slightly, and he raised his face, pointed at the woods behind him, and started talking.
"Speak Imperial Language!" Dahu shouted with a frown.
"..." The man froze, and then spoke again after a moment, speaking in poor imperial Mandarin with great effort, "Monsters...monsters...kill people...run away..."
As he spoke, he never looked behind him, seeming to have completely ignored the knife that Dahu was pointing at his chest.
monster?!
Dahu's eyes fell on his shoulder, staring at the feather stained red with blood. He pointed at it, "This...what's going on?!"
The man raised his arms and made a movement imitating the flight of a bird, "Fly...shoot...escape...escape..."
Dahu kicked the barbarian to the ground, "A small team will take him back to the camp, and the others will follow me on foot!"
Immediately, several soldiers rushed forward, pulled the barbarian onto his horse, and drove the extra horses back the same way. In addition, there were more than 200 small teams following him into the jungle.
The further you go, the harder the road becomes, and it is impossible to follow on horseback.
Facts have proved that Dahu's choice at this time was wise.
After walking forward for more than half an hour, Dahu and others found a corpse in the mountain forest. These people, like the barbarians before, were all painted with strange and bright patterns on their bodies, and they also held simple weapons in their hands.
Spears and homemade bows and arrows.
Without exception, everyone died when their bodies were stabbed by thick feathers.
"It looks like a hunting party of barbarians!" The deputy general raised his hand and pulled out a feather dyed blood red from a corpse. He stared at the feather that was as thick as his own arrow, and there was a hint of timidity in his eyes.
"With such thick feathers, could it be a golden-eyed eagle?!"
"What nonsense!" Dahu glanced sideways at the blood-stained long feather in his hand, "The golden-eyed eagles are on the high cliffs near the snow river, how could they appear here? Besides, they don't have the habit of killing people with their feathers!"
"What could that be?!" The deputy general raised the feather in his hand in confusion.
laugh!
In mid-air, there was suddenly a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and countless beautiful feathers suddenly came from all directions, carrying fierce killing intent.
"Everyone, be careful!" Dahu slammed the deputy general to the ground, and at the same time waved his long sword to block.