Li Jiuzhou wiped the water stains on his face and found that he was tied to a pillar.

Feng Wenjing was also tied to another pillar next to her.

"You have caused us all to be a disaster. The Mogad army outside the village will not give up. What do you think now?" The old man looked at him with a dark look and roared loudly.

"Miss Minister, stop talking nonsense to him, why don't you give him to the Mogadha people."

Li Jiuzhou spat, "You are still Han people. I really misread the wrong person."

The old man turned out to be the village chief. He didn't say anything at the moment. He took out something and pressed it on Li Jiuzhou's wound.

Li Jiuzhou felt like thousands of ants crawling by, and his body was as hot as a knife. He forced himself to scream.

Is this going to torture himself? Li Jiuzhou endured the pain and glared at the village chief angrily. After a long time, he finally felt better.

Seeing that his expression calmed down a lot, the village chief slowly gave him a tie and then left Feng Wenjing next to him.

Li Jiuzhou spitted his face and cursed hard: "Old thing."

The village chief was not angry, gently wiped the saliva from his face, touched his beard and walked slowly for a few steps, and said, "Don't worry, we have never killed anyone, it was a golden sore medicine just now."

This sentence made Li Jiuzhou feel a little more comfortable, and the editor apologized: "I'm sorry."

"Listen to me." The village chief turned around and said to a group of villagers.

"I think what he said before makes sense. We haven't seen relatives from our hometown for a long time. Instead of hiding here for a lifetime, it's better to go out and fight to the death with the Mogadha people."

He asked quickly, "Village Chief, you're desperate, what are you trying to do?"

"The fallen leaves return to their roots. After I die, I want to be buried in my hometown."

His words were obviously more useful than Li Jiuzhou's, and a group of people were silent.

After the silence, someone began to agree.

"It sounds like something is right."

"Good, I've tried it."

"I've fought for it."

"What should you do with those two guys?"

When someone asked this, Li Jiuzhou followed their eyes and the two ruffians were tied to the tree by them.

The village chief glanced at Li Jiuzhou, "You are fine now. If you want to escape, you can leave at any time."

"I'm still good at war, I'll be with you."

The village chief nodded happily, "What should we do next."

Li Jiuzhou said: "I want to go and see the Magadha military camp outside the village and find a way. These two rascals understand Magadha and keep it useful."

"The Magadha Military Camp can be seen at the hill in front." The village chief pointed to the hill not far away and walked over.

Li Jiuzhou rubbed his sore arms and kept up with his pace.

There were also worried villagers who stopped him.

The village chief didn't mind him going with him, so he waved his hand and signaled, so no one stopped Li Jiuzhou.

When he arrived at the top of the mountain, Li Jiuzhou carefully looked at the Magado military camp outside the village.

This group of Mogadha people should not be very good at fighting, or they were completely unprepared, and their army was stationed on a small hill that was not very high.

Standing on the top of the mountain and facing down, you can see everything in the Magadha military camp.

Li Jiuzhou looked at it intently, thinking about plans while watching.

The plan was soon found, and the enemy was lured deeper, and this trick was tried and done.

Under the mobilization of the village chief, dozens of villagers were quickly summoned.

Li Jiuzhou made a military flag with an old piece of cloth, and wrote the two big characters "Da Tang" on it with a pen.

I brought my own sword and still carried it around my waist. Then I looked at the villagers in the team, some of whom were carrying hoes, their faces were covered in dust and dusty, as if they had just returned from the field.

Some people were holding sickles, and they had patches on their clothes one by one, but the sickles were sharpened. They held the sickle handle tightly, and the blue veins on their hands appeared, looking ready to go.

There are people holding hatchets with different depths, scattered rusts, and trembling bodies. Maybe they don’t know if this hatchet can cut people.

"We are going to lure the enemy this time, and there is no need to fight." After Li Jiuzhou instructed, he shouted, "Let's go, everyone follow the team and don't get separated."

The tallest man in the village carries a military flag, is skinny and walking with strange military arsenals, and he looks like a bamboo pole.

The village chief also followed, without any weapons, and held a chicken feather fan in his hand, driving away the flying insects from time to time.

Dozens of people are squinting their heads. In modern society, they are like a group of migrant workers who have found a poor brick-moving job in the talent market, looking reluctant but have to go.

The people in the village had already hidden themselves. They had been harassed by the Magadha people and had infinite fear of the Magadha people.

At the end of the evening, when you climb over another mountain, you will reach the Magadha military camp.

Li Jiuzhou looked at the trail of the sun, and the blurry figures under the setting sun gradually became clear. From a distance, several figures in strange armor walked towards this side.

Halfway through, their steps stopped, and the shouts came along the slightest wind: "The Tang army has killed it."

It turned out that they saw the flags of Li Jiuzhou and his party, perhaps because they had fought with the Tang army before and could recognize the word "Tang" on the flag.

Everyone felt their feet start to vibrate, and there was a vague shouting. After a while, they seemed to hear the sound of metal collisions and horse hooves.

The soldiers of Mogadha were close at hand, and the metal armor reflected a dazzling light, and there were also elephants.

Li Jiuzhou shouted: "Run quickly and enter the village."

A group of farmers had never seen this situation. The big man in the lead threw the flag into the grass and shouted: "Run."

Seeing the villagers running away in scattered manner, Li Jiuzhou was calm and cut off his back alone.

Unexpectedly, the Magadha army was halfway through but did not chase after it.

Li Jiuzhou looked at his side. The few with his legs were already running away. The village chief ran to the last one because he couldn't keep up with his physical strength.

He looked at the Mogado army who had not stopped chasing him, stunned and looked at Li Jiuzhou at a loss.

Li Jiuzhou looked into the distance and seemed to understand something.

During the Zhenguan period, the envoy of the Tang Dynasty, Wang Xuance, led 1,200 Tubo soldiers and 7,000 Nipola cavalry, attacked all the way to Zhongtianzhu, captured Aronatun, captured his concubines and princes, and captured 12,000 men and women, 30,000 livestock, and 580 cities surrendered. The corpse of the East Tianzhu king Jiumo sent 30,000 cattle and horses, and also brought bows, swords, treasure tassels, and the Kingdom of Jiawulu presented foreign objects, and sent them to a map to request the statue of Laozi.

Wang Xuance made such an unprecedented achievement in world history, which shocked and scared the entire Indian.

I think that the Indians must have been scared by the Tang Dynasty at that time, so when they saw the Tang army's flag, they became timid first.
Chapter completed!