On the banks of the Nankang River, about thirty Nanzhao natives wearing linen clothes and animal skins, holding iron spears and stone knives, were shouting and surrounding them from all directions, like a giant net, hunting a group of people by the river.
A monster that eats grass and drinks water.
Then the encirclement narrowed sharply, and every monster that could not dodge was either killed with a knife or stabbed to the ground, with blood flowing freely, and the strong smell of blood radiating out, which made them scream and get excited.
An older native with a colorful tail feather on his head, who was probably the leader of this group of people, suddenly had a look of doubt on his face, scolding his companions to be quiet, and then the ground shook, and he turned around
As soon as he saw it, his pupils tightened, and a black tide surged in like a giant dragon. He tried his best to shout in Nanzhao dialect:
"Run quickly. There are foreigners invading Nanzhao's territory. Go and report it to the chief." After saying this, he took the lead and ran wildly towards the Nankang River.
At the same time, Lin Ze, who was galloping on horseback, saw the indigenous people in the distance with his sharp eyes, and laughed and said: "What a good luck, I met the indigenous people when I first arrived." He immediately gave a loud order: "Team 1, Team 2 surround us from the side.
, put out the fishing nets, my military advisor wants to live."
The Sirius army immediately divided into three and surrounded them like natives hunting monsters.
Immediately, Lin Ze handed a fishing net handed over by the guard to Qingfeng, pointed at the little leader who ran the fastest, and said to Qingfeng: "Trouble, elder, catch that one for me, I want to live."
Qingfeng...why is it me again? Then he jumped up helplessly, like a big bird, tied the fishing net around the little leader, and tapped him quickly a few times, completely restraining him.
At the same time, the teams of the Sirius Army gradually moved closer, covering the Nanzhao natives who had no way to go, or covering them with fishing nets, or tripping them up with ropes, and quickly tied them up.
Of course, there were some dishonest natives who wanted to yell and rush forward to fight. Although the Sirius army obeyed Lin Ze's orders and failed to kill, they did not restrain their hands and feet. Except for the one captured by Qingfeng, they more or less ate them.
Nod your head.
The last 32 natives with bruises and swollen faces were escorted to kneel in a row, anxiously waiting for Lin Ze's treatment.
The little leader wearing a feather on his head kept scolding in Nanzhao: "You bandits, get out of our home, or wait until the big leader gets angry and kills you all."
Lin Ze asked Ren Xiao next to him: "Does General Ren understand what he is saying?"
Ren Xiao listened carefully and said: "It seems to be in Nanzhao language. I happened to bring a few soldiers who can speak Nanzhao language this time, so I will call them over."
Then several soldiers who knew the Nanzhao language were brought over, and Lin Ze pointed to one at random: "Ask who they are, which tribe they come from, and how many people there are in the tribe."
The soldier took a few steps forward and spoke in Nanzhao dialect according to Lin Ze's wishes. The little leader's face changed drastically and he said several words to the soldier.
The soldier immediately said to Lin Ze: "Report to your lord, he refused to answer and called us robbers."
Lin Ze's face turned cold: "Come here, grab a native and put the knife on the native's neck." Then he said to the soldier: "Tell him, from now on, if you ask a question, if he takes more than ten breaths, what will happen to him?"
If he doesn't answer, I will kill one of his people until everyone dies in front of him."
The soldier followed the instructions and said it to the little leader. The little leader struggled and spoke a Nanzhao language quickly.
The soldier looked hesitant and said: "Sir, he said you are a devil and will not die well." In fact, what the little leader said was ten times worse than this, and the soldier really did not have the guts to translate directly.
Lin Ze said to himself: "Ask him where he comes from and where his tribe is."
The soldier reported: "My lord, he still refuses to answer."
Lin Ze stretched out his left hand, lowered it, and said coldly: "Kill."
The soldier immediately raised his sword and lowered it, and then the head of the first unlucky native to be caught rolled neatly in front of the little leader.
The little leader became even more angry. Lin Ze couldn't understand anyway, so he said to the translating soldier: "Keep asking."
After beheading three people in a row, the little indigenous leader finally couldn't bear the huge psychological pressure and answered the first question.
Lin Ze learned from this that this group of indigenous people came from a tribe called Tonggu Village, which was located on a mountain among the mountains, only twenty miles away from here.
Lin Ze showed a smile and asked: "Ask him how many people there are in the tribe and what their strength is."
"The Tongguzhai tribe has a total of more than 3,000 people, all of whom are above the level of beast-blood warriors." After saying this, the soldier explained: "Sir, the beast-blood warriors of Nanzhao mean that men in the tribe must hunt alone after they reach adulthood.
Kill a monster beast and baptize yourself with the beast's blood. An ordinary beast-blood warrior is equivalent to a first-level martial artist of our Great Qin."
Lin Ze nodded: "Ask him, how many people in the Tonggu Village tribe are at the middle level like him?"
The soldier then muttered a few words to the little leader and replied: "Golden-feathered warriors like him, there are more than forty people in the entire Tonggu Village, including the big leader and clan elders."
Lin Ze's face looked a little solemn. One out of a hundred would be considered a middle-grade one. Is a tribe in Nanzhao so powerful?
"Ask him again, how many tribes are there in Nanzhao like Tonggu Village?"
"Sir, as far as he knows, there are more than a hundred tribes like Tonggu Village in Nanzhao. The strongest one is Nanzhao Royal Court, with 60,000 beast-blood warriors under his command."
Lin Ze waved his hand and said to Chen Ping: "Take these brothers, take him down, interrogate him carefully, and ask him to draw the map of Nanzhao and take out everything else he knows.
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Chen Ping took the order and left.
Lin Ze was not worried that the little indigenous leader would not cooperate. Once the betrayal started, there was no way to stop it.
Lin Ze then asked Han Xin to prepare to choose a place to camp nearby to prepare for the upcoming war.
Han Xin selected a slope near the river as the camp where the Sirius Army would be stationed, and sent someone to draw a sketch and inform Hu Hai and Lin Ze. Hu Hai saw that it was in line with the law of war, but he had no other opinions.
After Lin Ze looked at it, he then circled around: "The camp will be expanded three times, and more wells will be dug. All the water used by the army will be drawn from the wells. Qianyuan will arrange special personnel to guard it and test it every day to ensure that the water source is clean. Another Tianlang Army will go up, so
The water you drink must be boiled."
Hu Hai couldn't help but ask: "Lin Ze, are you worried about someone putting poison in the river?"
Lin Ze shook his head: "It's not just poison. There are many wizards in southern Xinjiang who are best at refining poison. If someone poisons them in the water, the whole army will be destroyed."
As for the construction and defense arrangements of the camp, Lin Ze left it all to Han Xin and Chen Ping, and only had six words passed to them: "Build walls high and store grain widely."
Lin Ze believed that with their intelligence, they would naturally understand what he meant.