Four hundred and ninetieth chapters poor bandits will kill
A huge millipede dragged Xiao Songting forward on the mountain road.
Xiao Songting was so sleepy that he almost fell off Ma Lu.
An officer from the Nufu Cult was looking after Xiao Songting and reminded the surrounding sergeants to be careful.
He was not wary of the pursuers behind him, but of the Gu soldiers around him.
Since a few days ago, the way they looked at Xiao Songting became more and more wrong.
After losing the land of six counties, the chiefs and generals of the Gu tribe all needed a reasonable explanation, but Xiao Songting could not give any explanation.
He could stay awake no more than three hours a day, and he was as weak as when he was first reincarnated.
The Xiao Songting that Xu Zhiqiong saw in the camp was not a puppet or a fake person, it was Xiao Songting himself.
He was killed again by Xu Zhiqiong, but he saved a backup plan and saved his life. He left a body in Xiying and lived again through the art of reincarnation.
No one knows who helped Xiao Songting use the reincarnation technique, but everyone in the army knows that Xiao Songting's situation is very bad, as bad as that of the Gu army.
Xiao Songting opened his eyes with difficulty and tried his best to stay awake.
He misses Sui Zhi very much now. Although he has never cared about Sui Zhi's life or death, he really needs Sui Zhi's protection.
A dragonfly more than six feet long landed and said to Xiao Songting: "No need to go forward, the intersection ahead is occupied by Yanghuo people."
Yanghuo people are the Gu clan’s name for Yu Xian Sheng Dao’s lineage.
Of course, the Gu clan does not call themselves the Gu clan. They call themselves Yu Ren to the outside world, and call themselves the Qianzhi clan within Yu Xian.
A chief of the Gu clan, named Lei Gu, shouted at Xiao Songting: "How much land have been lost in this bloody battle? You have wiped out all your belongings for so many years! Xiao Situ, please say something.
Well, you haven't made any movement these days, are you mute or something?"
Another chief, named Mu Qiao, shouted: "It's been like this for a whole day and I haven't even had a bite of food. Why don't you tell me, when did it end?"
Ju Liang said from the side: "Situ, there is a village ahead. Let's rest in the village for a night."
Ju Liang's situation is a bit embarrassing. He is a Yuren and a Gu cultivator. Logically speaking, he should speak to the chiefs.
But he was still the young Sikong taught by Nu Fu, so he had to take Xiao Songting's feelings into consideration, and he had to be careful with what he said.
Xiao Songting was hesitant. The army really needed to rest and regroup, but as long as the army stopped, Xiao Songting was worried that Yu Xian's army would catch up at any time.
No matter Yu Xian Royal Family or Xu Zhiqiong, they will not let themselves go.
"Tell me something!" Chief Lei Gu shouted from behind, "Where will we rest tonight? If Te Niang doesn't have a place to sleep, we will go our separate ways!"
Xiao Songting had no choice but to go into the village to rest and recuperate.
This village is called Changluo Village. It is not a small village, with more than 500 households. When I heard that the army was coming, the village chief Kakun collected food from each household and respectfully presented it to Xiao Songting.
The soldiers of Nufu Cult eat food, but most of the Gu warriors and Gu insects of the Gu tribe do not eat food. They eat meat. They are fed with flesh and blood.
Xiao Songting called the village chief Kakun and asked him for some meat to eat. Kakun was a little embarrassed: "General, we have raised some chickens in the village and they will be sent over soon. Apart from these, there is no meat to eat."
Xiao Songting said with a smile: "Village Chief, I have sincerely discussed with you. When we arrived at the entrance of your village, I didn't let the soldiers touch you at all. I even set up camp outside the village. You have this friendship.
Can’t see it at all?”
Kakun quickly apologized: "General, we will keep your friendship in our hearts..."
Ju Liang said from the side: "What are you calling the general? Lord Situ!"
Kakun quickly changed his words: "Master Situ, we are a village and we really have no meat to eat."
Xiao Songting frowned and said, "I saw an animal tied at the entrance of the village with my own eyes, but you still lied to me?"
Kakun shook his head repeatedly and said: "General, that, Master Situ, that, those are cattle. Our village depends on the cattle for survival. Master Situ, please take pity on us poor people and leave us a way to survive."
Xiao Songting lowered his eyes and changed his tone: "What are you talking about? Without us soldiers working desperately on the battlefield, how would you have a way to survive?
Who are we fighting for? Or for poor people like you? Why do you still feel bad when we eat a few of your animals? Who felt bad when the soldiers shed their lives on the battlefield?"
The village chief lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Ju Liang said from the side: "Hurry up and prepare the animals. What are you waiting for here?"
Seeing that the village chief was not leaving, Xiao Songting frowned and said, "If you don't go again, your village will be considered a rebel and we will kill you without mercy!"
The village chief left quickly and returned to the village. He went from house to house asking for cattle. An old man refused to give them life or death: "The Yanghuo people have driven them away. Life is already unbearable. Without the cattle, what do you want?"
How do we live?"
The village chief frowned and said, "Looking at what you said, it's not me who wants your cattle, but the military men. Are the military men fighting for us too?"
"What nonsense! Who begged them to fight? Who begged them to come? When the Yanghuo people were here, when did we ever go hungry?"
In the past, the Gu tribe was quite tolerant and allowed Taoist cultivators to live in their territory.
After the death of Euxing, the Nufu Sect took control of the Gu clan, and in order to completely break with the Yanghuo clan, they began to drive out and kill the practitioners of the Tao of Life on a large scale.
Seventy percent of the Shengdao cultivators were killed, and the remaining Shengdao cultivators fled one after another. In a village like Changluo, life became increasingly difficult.
Anyway, the village chief took the cow away.
Not every family has an ox, and there are not a few families who share one ox.
They tried their best to collect more than a hundred cows and sent them to the operation. One farm cow produced four to five hundred kilograms of meat, and more than one hundred cows produced four to fifty thousand kilograms of meat. Counting the internal organs, it was enough for them to eat.
After eating and drinking, Xiao Songting asked the villagers to vacate all their houses. The village chief did not dare to disobey, so after persuading him hard, he sent all the villagers to the wild fields outside the village, where they could sleep for a night, and vacated the houses for the sergeants.
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An old man reminded the village chief: "These evil spirits may not be willing to leave tomorrow. If they want meat, what will they give them?"
The village chief said: "I heard that Yanghuo's army is chasing us closely. They don't dare to stay for a long time. They will definitely have to leave early tomorrow morning."
"It's hard to say!" The old man sighed, "Look at the way these evil spirits eat meat, they are all devouring them alive. You also know how the Qianzhi clansmen were made. Follow me and let everyone in the village run away.
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"Nonsense, you all ran away, what should I tell them? If they say that you went to the Yanghuo people to inform, what should I do?"
The old man smacked his lips and said, "At least let the women and children run away, and don't let them be ruined by such evil spirits."
The village chief refused, and the old man had no choice. Several daring families ran away secretly that night.
At dawn the next day, the sergeants woke up, and Xiao Songting ordered the army to be organized.
Chief Leigu shouted: "We're leaving now, let's have a full meal at least!"
Chief Mu Qiao echoed: "It's true, I don't even know when the next meal will be!"
Xiao Songting didn't want to waste time, but the two chiefs were too powerful, and Xiao Songting didn't dare to offend them. He called the village chief and asked for meat.
The village chief was dumbfounded: "Master Situ, all the livestock in the village have been given to you, where do you want me to find meat?"
"You man, what can I say about you? When the soldiers were bleeding on the battlefield, you were enjoying your comfort at home. Now why is it so difficult for you to give me some meat? Call everyone in your village. ."
"What are you asking them to do?"
"You can scream if you want. If you don't scream, I will catch them." Xiao Songting's tone was always gentle. The village chief's two sides were fighting, but it was as if he had seen an evil ghost.
With a smile on his face, Xiao Songting came closer and said, "How about I call your family first?"
The village chief did not dare to say another word and quickly called all the villagers back to the village.
Xiao Songting ordered the village chief to shout: "The army is short of a few handymen. In our village, one person from each family will help the army with some chores, and they can go home in three days. Each person will be given two taels of silver."
The villagers looked at each other, not knowing whether this was true or false.
The village chief urged: "Hurry up, the army is still in a hurry, let's not waste time!"
After a while, no one responded. Chief Mu Qiao shouted: "You are all so mean-spirited, let's catch them all and keep them on the road to eat later!"
Several Gu masters came forward to arrest people, and arrested more than a dozen in a row.
The village chief shouted: "Hurry up and stand up by yourself, just to be a handyman."
The old man looked at the situation and suddenly shouted: "Folks, they want to eat people, run away!"
When the villagers heard this, they fled in all directions.
But how could they outrun these Gu-refining sergeants?
A centipede-refining Gu Master opened a dozen arms and hugged a woman. He used two fangs to cut open the skull and sucked out the brain marrow.
A cultivator cut open a man's belly and spit out a lot of worms into the man's stomach, allowing the worms to eat the man's internal organs.
Chief Mu Qiao stared at a three- or four-year-old child, grabbed it, and laughed loudly: "I like to eat tender ones like this."
The old man took a wooden stick and hit Mu Qiao on the head.
The wooden stick broke, but Mu Qiao was not injured.
He turned around and punched the old man, stepped on the old man's chest, and spat: "I think you are hungry. I think you also want to take a bite of tender food. I will give you a bite later."
Mu Qiao picked up the child and put it to his mouth, trying to tear off a piece of meat from the tender leg.
Unexpectedly, a woman suddenly appeared next to her, tearing off a piece of flesh from Mu Qiao's cheek.
Mu Qiao screamed in pain.
Chang Decai snatched the child away, put it aside, looked at the piece of meat in his hand and said, "I also want to eat tender meat, but your meat is rough and old."
Xiao Songting was shocked and didn't know where this woman came from.
A sergeant shouted: "No, the Yanghuo people are coming and the village is surrounded!"
Xiao Songting quickly shouted: "Gather the army and break out of the encirclement quickly!"
Xu Zhiqiong shouted from a distance: "If you can't break out, just wait here to die. I also feel sorry for you. Otherwise, if you hand over one of you two, I will let you live half of your life. Do you think it's okay?" ?”