Several huge fires were burning on the square of the village. A wild beast captured from the mountain forest was being grilled on a thick branch. The grease dripping from time to time made a "pop" and "pop" sound.
A strong aroma comes out.
Sitting by the fire, Mchiga looked at the roasted wild boar that he was almost tired of eating in the past. For the first time, he realized that the roasted wild boar was so fragrant. Of course, the reason for all this was Gan Ningna.
Credit to the packet of spices that came out.
These people under Liu Bei are now spoiled by Wang Xuan to be picky, and many foods that they thought were good before can no longer enter their mouths.
After wiping his saliva, Mchijia chatted a long string of words with Gan Ning. His expressions were full of excitement. Gan Ning also communicated with him in the dialect of the barbarian, which made Jia Xu next to him listen.
I'm confused.
After a while, when the two of them finished communicating, Jia Xu asked curiously: "Can't this mountain barbarian speak Chinese?"
"No way!" Gan Ning gave Jia Xu a strange look.
"No? I saw that his Chinese was very standard when he begged for mercy just now!" Jia Xu said in surprise.
"Ha, hahahahaha." Gan Ning laughed loudly when he heard this, and his smile was so proud and joyful, "I taught them this sentence when I was fifteen years old when I penetrated Daba Mountain. I told them that they must remember
Okay, shouting out at the critical moment can save your life!"
Jia Xu rolled his eyes. He was really speechless. Gan Ning had this bad taste when he was a teenager. It was really...
"Heroes emerge from youth!" Jia Xu gave a thumbs up with a look of admiration.
"Do you think so too, hahahaha." Gan Ning's graceful look seemed to have pride written on the left side of his face and complacency on the right.
While eating barbecue, Gan Ning communicated with Mchiga, and talked about his preparations to lead the army across the Daba Mountains and kill Linjiang. Mchiga was used as a base for repairs during the march.
, after all, traveling through mountains is different from normal marching, and you need to take a good rest every few days.
Mucha's head was shaking like a rattle. There were tens of thousands of people here, so there was no way he could support his small group of two or three people.
Gan Ning didn't force it, he just grabbed the Fangtian painted halberd that was placed next to him. The sharp tip of the halberd was pointed at Mchiga's waist, as if he was ready to stab him at any time.
Mu Chijia looked at the Fangtian Painted Halberd facing him in Gan Ning's hand and swallowed, "Leader Gan, um, can you put down this magic weapon first? Everything can be discussed easily."
Gan Ning didn't say anything, just looked at him straightly, chewing the wild boar leg hard in his mouth, and the sound of squeaking and squeaking kept ringing. It was obvious that Gan Ning was here.
Thigh bones are no different from chicken crispy bones. They are a delicious snack.
"What Chief Gan said is right, everything will be done according to Chief Gan's wishes." Sweat poured down Muchjia's face. Listening to the 'crunching' sound, Muchjia felt his thighs were numb.
, decisively chose to follow the heart, and it was not until Gan Ning put Fang Tian's painted halberd back that he breathed a sigh of relief.
"But, there isn't that much food in the village." After heaving a sigh of relief, Mchiga immediately complained.
"I can still take advantage of you!" Gan Ning glanced at Mchiga, a country bumpkin, with contempt, "Look at how petty you are. If we have food for our army, all the big families in Xuanhan will be taken by me under my leadership."
After slaughtering, there is not much else but food!"
Mu Chijia suddenly froze in place, his eyes staring at Gan Ning like bells. Obviously, he was completely stunned by Gan Ning's seemingly casual words. As the leader of the Shengman village closest to Xuanhan, he was
Knowing how ferocious the big clans outside the mountains are, in fact, they are not barbarians without any communication with the outside world. After all, many living materials still need to be supplied by the outside world. Every year, they use furs, herbs or gold and silver special products in the mountains.
However, not only were they deliberately exploited at a lower price during the exchange, but they also had to pay a lot of taxes.
They were also angry about this, and had also considered robbery. After all, this was a matter of course in the eyes of the mountain barbarians, but without exception, without some 'tacit approval', this kind of robbery was carried out.
They all ended in heavy losses.
And now that Mchijia heard that Gan Ning had killed all the big clans, how could he not be frightened? This made him hold back all the questions he wanted to ask. He knew very well that even if no large army was used, just the
Gan Ning himself could kill everyone in their village.
Well, you don’t have to kill them all, as long as you kill some of the mature men, they will all be annexed by other copycats who are eyeing them.
With Muchika's appearance, Gan Ning patted him on the shoulder with great satisfaction and said: "Learn Chinese well and tell me Uncle Gan's name when you go out to trade and see who will still lie to you. Of course, you still have to pay taxes."
It’s paid, um, but it’s not that high.”
As soon as these words came out, Mu Chijia's eyes lit up. Yes, if Gan Ning has the final say in this territory from now on, then many things will be much easier to handle. He is simple but not stupid. After all, he is a copycat.
The leader is not.
In this way, with Gan Ning using Gang Qi to open the way, and the mountain villages he encountered along the way as temporary repair bases, the operation across the Daba Mountains became much smoother, and the journey to Jia Xudu was smooth.
It feels a little unreal.
Sitting on the sliding pole, the bumps and bumps made people feel sleepy. Jia Xu, who was carried by four mountain men in turns, sighed. Isn't this kind of marching and fighting a bit too much? But, to be honest, this big mountain
The smell inside is indeed fresh enough.
While thinking about it, he didn't forget to take a deep breath... He looked up at the 'tool man Gan Ning' who was walking at the front of the team and shot out a blast from time to time. Jia Xu sighed, "He has fallen."
It's also a good thing that Gan Ning didn't know what Jia Xu was thinking, otherwise, he might not have gone berserk immediately.
A mountain road is a mountain road after all. No matter how Gan Ning opened the road, Hope Mountain would be a dead horse. On a mountain road with a straight-line distance of only three hundred miles, it took a full twelve days to see the Yangtze River again.
Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the rolling water of the Yangtze River in the distance, Gan Ning breathed a sigh of relief. He was the one who proposed the plan, but he didn't have much confidence in his own mind. Fortunately, in just ten years, there was no plan in Daba Mountain.
Nothing has changed, those cottages are still there, with these natives guiding the way, looking for water sources, and avoiding the miasma. In addition, he used Gang Qi to open the way, Jia Xu occasionally blew the wind to disperse the miasma, and the army finally walked out smoothly.
Seeing the big bend in the distance where the Yangtze River flows, Gan Ning knew that this was the section between Quren County and Linjiang County. Once here, the plan could begin.