Li Lanzhang also breathed a long sigh of relief. If this battle continued, he really didn't know how it would end.
There are more than the hundreds of thousands of savages in the jungle. If Babri is given enough time, he will probably gather an army of nearly one million.
Fortunately, Zhao Rui completely conquered these savages, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"Your Highness!" Li Lanzhang hurriedly ran down the village and knelt down in front of Zhao Rui.
"You are finally back!"
Zhao Rui didn't say anything more, he just threw over an edict written in advance.
After seeing the contents of the book, Li Lanzhang did not hesitate at all and immediately asked someone to copy it by thousands of copies.
Soon, places thousands of miles around will obey Zhao Rui's orders.
In the next ten days, the entire Wuyun Village was decorated with lights and colorful decorations.
The leaders of various tribes in the jungle rushed here one after another, just to meet the legendary King Zhao.
After meeting everyone, Zhao Rui ordered each of their tribes to send out some troops to gather near Wuyun Village.
I don't know whether it was because of the smell of Sacred Heart Grass on Zhao Rui's body or because of his identity as King Zhao of the Great Shang Dynasty, but these tribal leaders actually obeyed his words and gathered nearly 600,000 troops here in a very short period of time.
Although most of these people are savages, their physical fitness is extremely strong, and they can become an elite force with simple weapons.
Zhao Rui didn't stay here too long. After a brief reorganization, he led his army to the south in a mighty manner.
However, he moved very slowly, and every once in a while, he would build various facilities such as a water village and docks on both sides of the river.
At the same time, he asked the messengers to convey his royal order all the way north.
It won't be long before the backup army and various supplies will be delivered in a very short time.
The days that followed became extremely smooth. Wherever the army went, local tribes and small and medium-sized kingdoms fled. They even contributed their own country's young people to build docks and supporting towns.
But all this came to an abrupt end when they were about to reach the border of the Maurya Dynasty.
Among the rugged valleys, Zhao Rui stood on a high ground, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
When his vanguard army arrived here, they were ambushed.
The enemy was superior to them in terms of numbers and armor, and there was even an extremely large elephant army.
Fortunately, Zhao Rui arrived in time and prevented the entire vanguard army from being wiped out. However, the coach of Xiaofeng was also an expert and responded in a very short time.
The armies of both sides were locked in a stalemate in the valley, and no one could do anything to the other.
"The leader of the merchant army!"
On the opposite hillside, a middle-aged man held a huge flag and shouted loudly while riding on an elephant.
"My king has sent a royal order. There is no deep hatred or territorial dispute between you and me. Our encounter here is really accidental! Moreover, my king admires you very much. I don't know if both parties can occupy it. He wants to have a drink with you!
"
Zhao Rui's eyes were cold. From our perspective, the war in front of us didn't look like an accidental encounter, but a long-planned ambush.
But there is no way to break the situation now, and the two armies are locked in a stalemate.
After a moment of deliberation, Zhao Rui ordered someone to respond to the other party.