This southern barbarian retreat was definitely of great significance in the history of the Longyan Dynasty.
It is of great significance and the most shameful one in history.
This Rojo is also a Shaobao.
Early in the morning, there was a roar of gongs and drums, and the battles were very lively and arrogant.
He wished that everyone in the world would know that he, a young prince from Jiaozhi, could take such huge benefits from the Longyan Dynasty and slap the face of this great kingdom.
How much he was suppressed by the Longyan Dynasty in the past, now how arrogant he behaved.
This was especially true for the southern barbarian armies. According to the formation, the 50,000-strong army opened the way in front, followed by the 100,000 slaves being escorted. When they were so happy, they couldn't help but punch and kick these slaves.
For pleasure.
One hundred thousand slaves were chained up with long iron chains like that, with humiliation, sorrow, and despair for the future on every face...
Murong Che.
At this moment, he was watching all this quietly. Yes, he was on Rojo's carriage at this time, feeling Rojo's excitement around him and feeling the despair of these slaves.
"Mr. Murong, why are you looking so sad?"
Luo Huo laughed loudly, patted Murong Che on the shoulder, and shouted: "Today is the day when our Jiaozhi rises! When these 100,000 slaves return to Jiaozhi, it will be the day when our Jiaozhi country will soar into the clouds and ride the mist!"
Others also laughed one after another.
One hundred thousand slaves...
For a country like Cochin, it will indeed greatly increase its national strength.
Murong Che smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, I always think that the Longyan Dynasty is a heavenly kingdom after all, so it will definitely not suffer such a disadvantage..."
Luo Huo was stunned and laughed loudly: "Sir, you are overly worried. I have an army of 150,000 people, sharpening their swords. Who are you afraid of? With these 100,000 slaves in hand, do they dare to go back on their word?"
He snorted coldly.
Murong Che smiled faintly and did not comment.
At this time, he had slowly looked towards the Jiangzhou City Gate.
Although Jiangzhou City is not as famous as Shuzhou City, it is also a thousand-year-old city. The "Ba Kingdom" in Bashu culture is located in Jiangzhou.
This city, known as 8D Magic in later generations, is simply a mountain city. The roads are all rugged and up and down.
At this time, the other city gates had been firmly fortified when Luo Huo invaded Jiangzhou, leaving only the east gate for entry and exit.
so.
This mighty army had to queue up one after another if they wanted to leave Jiangzhou. Just the 50,000-strong army, the weapons and equipment and baggage they brought, as well as the cloth and salt they robbed in Jiangzhou City
, etc. etc... Transportation is quite cumbersome. One hour, two hours...
Only 70% of the 50,000 people passed.
And at this time.
Except for the army and slaves who were about to leave the city, and probably except for Jia Shu and the people he brought with him, Jiangzhou City was deserted, but there were some men in black hiding in some hidden corners.
Or in some empty restaurant.
Or in some restaurants...
Or in some cloth lines.
A thousand people are distributed evenly in almost every part of Jiangzhou. The place where everyone is at this time is the center of a building complex.
Ancient buildings, it should be said, were all made of wood.
Just after the army was dispatched, these people began to take action. All kinds of oil collected by them began to be poured on these buildings, on the beams, and even on the roofs.
everything.
Quietly.
Everything is in order.
Everything is such a tacit understanding.
Murong Che, you don't need to look back to know the outcome.
At this time, he followed Rojo, outside the big carriage, at the end of the army, arrogantly, and then, he was thinking silently in his heart.
Ten thousand......
Twenty thousand......
Thirty thousand...
forty thousand......
at last.
The southern barbarian army, the 50,000-strong army that set out first, finally all left the city two hours later, followed by the 100,000 slaves.
...
Thirty miles away from Jiangzhou City.
Jiang Xuan sat on a hill and looked quietly at the long dragons in the distance.
around.
They are all the Liangzhou troops he brought this time.
Just yesterday, when the prisoners were handed over, Jiang Xuan had already changed their clothes... He asked some prisoners to change clothes with the Liangzhou army... After all, Liangzhou was here to hand over the prisoners this time.
The army was only five thousand. If the Nanman had the ability to conduct reconnaissance, it would be easy to tell whether the Liangzhou army had secretly left anyone in ambush on the way back to Yong'an.
This way.
Five thousand disheveled Liangzhou troops were left behind.
Behind them, each person prepared a hang glider, as well as buckets of Quelehodo in the woods.